Soulbound: Dual Cultivation
Chapter 84: Cumming (R-18)
CHAPTER 84: CUMMING (R-18)
Lucas kept thrusting into Lira’s tight, wet pussy, her body bent over the table in the academy and her loud moans filling the air as she surrendered to the pleasure. The initial pain of his massive cock had faded, soothed by his Yang-infused dual cultivation technique, leaving only a burning lust that made her hips push back to meet his gentle thrusts. Her pure Yin energy flowed into him, sharp and clean, fueling his cultivation, but he wanted to see her face, to watch her unravel completely.
His hands gripped her hips as he slowed, pulling out slow, his cock glistening with her juices. Lira whimpered, her body trembling, her eyes hazy with need as she glanced back, confused but eager for more.
"Turn over," Lucas said, his voice low and rough, guiding her with a gentle hand. Lira obeyed, her movements shaky, her tunic bunched around her waist as she rolled onto her back on the table, her legs dangling off the edge. Her breasts jiggled with the motion, her nipples hard and glistening from his earlier sucking, her braid spilling across the wood.
He stepped between her thighs, spreading them wide, her pussy wet and ready. He leaned over her, his hands bracing on the table, and lined himself up, the tip of his cock brushing her entrance. Lira moaned soft, her hands reaching for him, clutching his bare shoulders, her eyes locked on his, begging without words.
He pushed in slow, his massive cock stretching her again, but this time she was ready, her pussy welcoming him with a wet, tight grip that made him groan.
He started to thrust in missionary style, his hips moving steady, each stroke deep and deliberate, the table creaking under their weight. Lira’s moans grew louder, raw and unrestrained, echoing off the stone walls as pleasure flooded her, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. ’He’s... he’s so deep,’ she thought as every thrust sent sparks of pleasure and Yang energy through her core. Her hands slid up, rubbing his neck, his hair, clutching him tight as he fucked her, his chest brushing her breasts, their skin hot and sweaty against each other.
Wanting more of her, Lucas leaned down, his hands sliding under her to hold her close, lifting her slightly so her chest pressed against his. He kissed her hard, his lips claiming hers, tongue pushing into her mouth, tasting her moans as they spilled out, hot and desperate.
Lira hugged him back, her arms wrapping around his shoulders, one hand sliding up to hold the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair, rubbing gently as she kissed him with equal hunger.
Her moans muffled against his mouth, her body arching into him as his thrusts grew deeper, steadier, each one sending waves of pleasure through her. Her pussy was dripping, slick and hot, and she could feel something else, his Yang energy, pouring into her in heavy, deliberate pulses, flooding her core with heat and power. It made her stronger, her cultivation humming, but it also made her hornier, her body burning with a need she couldn’t control. Her fingers tightening in his hair, her hips rocking to meet his thrusts, lost in the feel of his cock and his lips.
Lucas focused, channeling more Yang energy into her through every kiss, every touch, letting it flow from his core into hers, strengthening her, knowing it would make her Yin even purer, richer for him to take.
At the same time, he greedily pulled in her Yin energy, feeling it surge into him with every thrust, sharp and clean, like a clear stream rushing through his veins.
’Her Yin’s perfect,’ he thought, his hands gripping her tighter, one sliding to her ass, squeezing the soft flesh as he fucked her harder, his tongue tangling with hers. The dual cultivation was in full swing, their energies weaving together, his Yang fueling her power, her Yin boosting his, a cycle that pushed them both higher. Lira moaned louder into his mouth, her body trembling, her pussy clenching around his cock, and she held him closer, her fingers rubbing his head, her kisses messy and desperate, completely surrendered to the pleasure and power flowing between them.
Lucas’s breath was heavy, his muscles tense, not from effort but from restraint. Lira’s Yin energy was flowing into him in rich waves, soothing the tears in his meridians and coating his fractured core like warm silk. He could feel his body responding, repairing, slowly drinking in her essence.
She looked up at him, eyes glazed with both tenderness and surrender, her fingers tangled in his hair as she arched into each thrust, silently offering more of herself.
It was then, in the midst of this sacred act, that the thought crossed his mind, the Soul Binding Technique. The one he had used with Henrietta.
It had been a powerful gamble then, one that tied two destinies together in a bond neither of them could break. With Henrietta, it made sense, she was strong, Ascendant-ranked now, her spirit dense and stable. She could handle the spiritual weight that came with the bond.
....But Lira?
He looked down at her again, at the way her lips parted with every exhale, the way her body trembled not from fear but from the sheer intensity of their connection. She had grown stronger than she was when she first met him, both in spirit and in cultivation. But the Soul Binding wasn’t just a link; it was a deep fusion of will, essence, and soul. If misapplied to someone unready, it could damage her beyond repair.
Lucas swallowed the idea, letting it slide from his mind. She wasn’t ready, not yet. To force such a bond on her now, even with good intentions, would be reckless. He respected her too much to risk that.
Instead, he focused on the moment. On the intimacy. On the energy they shared without needing to make it eternal just yet. Lira had already given him so much, her body, her energy.
He leaned in again and kissed her softly, slowing his movements, grounding her as he drew another surge of her Yin. Her fingers tightened around him, her body trembling as her energy flowed into him like a tide washing over dry shore.
Lucas continued thrusting into her dripping pussy until she reached orgasm, her body seizing as a wild, primal moan tore from her throat, loud and unrestrained.
Her pussy clenched hard around his cock, and she squirted, a hot rush of juices gushing out, soaking his thighs, the table, and dripping onto the floor below.
’Gods... Yesss!’ she screamed, her mind blank, pleasure overwhelming her as her body shook, her eyes rolling back, her fingers digging into his hair. Lucas groaned, loving the feel of her release, the way her pussy pulsed around him, but he wanted more, wanted to taste her, to drink in her Yin. He pulled his cock out quick, her juices still flowing, and bent down, his mouth finding her vagina, sucking hard on her slick folds, lapping up every drop he could.
His tongue plunged deep, then flicking her clit, swallowing her sweet, potent juices, rich with her pure Yin energy that surged into his core, fueling his cultivation.
Lira moaned louder, her hands clutching the table, her body trembling from the intensity of his mouth, the pleasure so sharp it kept her on the edge even after her orgasm.
’He’s... he’s not stopping,’ her pussy throbbing, her juices still spilling as he sucked greedily, loving every second of it. Lucas relished this part, the raw taste of her, the power in her Yin, and he drank it all, his lips and chin slick, his cultivation humming with her energy. When he’d had his fill, he stood, his cock still hard as fuck, he positioned himself between her thighs again. He pushed back into her pussy, slow at first, then harder, thrusting deep, the table creaking under them as he fucked her with steady, powerful strokes.
Lira’s moans filled the chamber again, her body rocking with his rhythm, her pussy gripping him tight, still sensitive from her orgasm, her hands reaching for him, clutching his shoulders as pleasure built again, pushing her to the brink of consciousness.
Lucas thrust faster, his hands gripping her hips, feeling her Yin energy still flowing, mixing with his Yang, and he couldn’t hold back. With a low groan, he cummed, his semen exploding into her pussy, hot and thick, filling her in heavy spurts. Lira gasped, her body shaking, the pleasure so intense it nearly overwhelmed her, her vision blurring as she teetered on the edge of passing out.
Her pussy milking every drop as she moaned, her body trembling, completely lost in the pleasure of his release, the heat of their connection, and the power surging between them.
Lucas remained still for a moment, resting his forehead against Lira’s as their breaths intertwined. Her body trembled beneath him, the aftermath of her release washing over her in waves.