Her thighs squeezed his head, trying to hold him closer. Her hips moved against his mouth, seeking more of his touch.

"Mmm… I'm coming… Young Master… I can't take it…" she moaned unable to hold any longer. The sensation was too much.

It felt so good.

"Come then…" he said, his voice vibrating against her sacred entrance.

"Nnnn....." Her inner walls quivered and her Yin hole clenched, trying to grip something that wasn't there. She cried out, her body shaking as she reached her climax.

Zhao Fan drank her nectar, savoring its taste.

It was sweet… sweet and addictive.

He didn't want to stop… he wanted more. He wanted to devour her whole.

"Nnnghhhhh!!!" He continued to lick and suck on her sacred Yin entrance, making her writhe in pleasure.

She couldn't take it anymore… she needed him inside her.

"Please…" she begged. "I want you inside me now... It feels so itchy, down there... Ahhhh... Nmmm..."

He raised his head, his eyes dark with desire.

"Tch, Tch... I thought you could hold longer," he said before he pulled her up, positioning her on top of him.

She straddled him, her hands on his chest for support. He reached down and gripped her hips, guiding her onto his Yang Rod.

"Hnnnghhhh!!!" She gasped as she felt him enter her. He was so thick and long, stretching her pure sacred temple to its limits.

She tried to move, tried to adjust to his size, but he held her hips tightly, not letting her move.

"Not yet…" he said, his voice hoarse. "I want to savor this moment…"

"But… Young Master…" she moaned. "I need to move… ahh... It feels so strangeee... Hmmm."

He ignored her pleas… he simply held her in place, enjoying the feel of her pure stretching flesh around him.

"Please… I can't take it anymore…" she begged. "Let me move… haah* Haah*…"

"As the saintess wishes… But, don't forget to say that you're mine…" he said with a smirk.

"Haah* Haah*... Young Master, I am yours… my body, my heart, my soul… all are yours to do with as you please…" she moaned.

"Good."

He released her hips, letting her move. She didn't waste any time… she started to move, lifting herself up and down on his Yang Rod.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Clap! Clap!

"Ughhhhh!" She moaned loudly, throwing her head back in pleasure. Apparently moving lowers the pain.

He groaned, his hands gripping her back hills tightly.

"Faster…" he growled. "Ride me harder…"

She obeyed, moving faster and harder. She bounced on his Yang Rod, taking him deeper with each thrust.

Each time her breasts would shake violently.

"Ahhh… ahhhh… Young Master… It's so good…" she moaned unable to fathom good from wrong.

"Ahhh… ahhh… I love it… I love you…"

She wasn't in her right mind, vision dark with lust.

More and more memories flooded her mind.

The memories of a shameless woman pleasing her master.

"More…" he growled, meeting her thrusts with his own. "Faster…"

She did as he commanded, her movements becoming more frantic. She was close… so close…

"Ahhhh!!! I'm coming!!! I'm comingggg!!! Ahhhh, ahhh!!!"

She cried out, her body shuddering as she reached her climax.

Meanwhile, he too was close.

"Come inside me… fill me up... I am ready.... Ahhhhh!!!" she begged, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

"Fill me with your Yang essence… mark me as yours…"

"Not yet… not yet…" he simply shook his head.

He wasn't ready to come yet… he wanted to prolong this moment, wanted to savor her sacred temple.

But she was too good… too tight and too wet.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

With a final thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could inside her and came, shooting his Yang essence deep inside her.

Splash! Splash! Splash!

"Hnnnnnnn...."

She screamed in pleasure, her sacred temple milking his Yang Rod dry.

After that, they stayed like that for a few moments.

Finally, Young Master pulled out, his Yang rod slipping out of her sacred temple with a wet sound. She felt empty… but also satisfied.

"Good job… You did well." He praised her.

He got up.

* * *

Jia Mei was the last woman.

Not really last in a traditional sense, but she was the last remaining pure woman who had yet to take the shape of Young Master Zhao.

Young Master Zhao looked at her with a smirk.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

Jia Mei's eyes widened, a flush creeping up her neck.

"Young Master… I… I am ready…" she stuttered.

"Ready for what?" He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Tell me what you're ready for…"

"I… I am ready for you to take my sacred treasure… my Yin garden… I am ready to give myself to you…" she whispered.

"Good."

Zhao Fan grabbed her wrist, pulling her to her feet.

Her eyes were wide, filled with nervousness and desire.

She didn't know what to expect, didn't know how it would feel.

But she was ready… she was ready to give herself to him.

Young Master walked her over to the boulder and pushed her against it.

She gasped, her hands flying out to brace herself against the rock.

"Spread your legs…" he commanded.

She did as she was told, her legs trembling slightly.

She could feel his eyes on her, could feel his gaze roaming over her body. It was a strange feeling… a mix of fear and excitement.

"Take off your robes…" he said, his voice firm.

She hesitated for a moment before reaching for the belt of her robe. Her fingers fumbled with the knot, her heart racing.

Finally, she managed to undo it, and the robe fell open.

Zhao Fan's eyes darkened as he looked at her.

She was beautiful… her skin was flawless, her curves enticing. She looked like a woman born from the jade to lure him down into debauchery.

"Beautiful…" he muttered, his eyes roaming over her exposed body. "So beautiful…"

She blushed, feeling shy under his intense gaze.

He stepped closer, his body pressing against hers.

She could feel his heat, could smell his musky scent.

It was intoxicating… making her head spin.

He reached up, cupping one of her breasts in his hand.

"Nnn..."

She gasped at the touch, her nipple hardening instantly.

"Sensitive…" he said as his thumb brushed over her erect pink bud.

"Ann…" she moaned softly.

He leaned down, taking her other nipple into his mouth.

"Ahhhh.... Mmmm..."

She cried out, her head falling back against the boulder.

It felt so good… his mouth was so warm and wet.

He sucked and licked her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

"Mmm… ah…" she moaned, her hands tangling in his hair.

He switched to her other breast, giving it the same treatment.

"Hnnnghh.... So goooddddd...." She moaned louder, arching her back to give him better access.

He continued his assault on her breasts, leaving her gasping and writhing beneath him.

When he finally pulled away, her nipples were red and swollen.

"Haah* Haah* Haah*"

She was panting heavily, her eyes glazed over with desire.

He smiled, enjoying the sight before him.

"Now… are you ready to take my Yang rod?" he asked, his eyes darkening with lust.

She nodded eagerly, her legs spreading wider. He smiled again grabbing his Yang rod.

His manhood was thick and hard, standing proudly between his legs.

She stared at it, her eyes widening slightly. She had never seen one up close before… never knew it could be so big.

He took her hand, guiding it to his Yang Rod. She wrapped her fingers around it, marveling at the heat and hardness.

"Squeeze it…" he growled, his eyes never leaving hers.

She did as she was told… squeezing his Yang rod gently.

"Hnn.." he grunted, his hips jerking slightly.

"Good… now… take it into your sacred Yin garden…" he ordered.

She nodded, guiding his Yang rod to her sacred entrance.

She was wet… so wet and ready for him, the folds were already loosened from the warmth.

She rubbed his tip against her folds, coating it with her juices.

"Put it in…" he said, his patience running thin.

She pushed his Yang rod into her sacred entrance, gasping at the feeling of fullness.

He was big… too big. She wasn't sure if she could take all of him. But she wanted to… she wanted to feel him deep inside her.

"Keep going…" he growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Take all of it…"

She nodded, pushing his Yang rod deeper into her sacred temple.

"Nnnn..." She gasped with each inch he went deeper… it felt so good… so right. She could feel her pure tissue getting penetrated

Finally, he was fully sheathed inside her. She could feel his tip hitting her deepest spot.

"Ahh… It's so deep…" she moaned.

"You feel amazing…" he grunted, pulling her hips closer.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Clap! Clap! Clap!

He started to move, thrusting in and out of her slowly.

"Anghhh, ann, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh, hnnghhh, annnghhh,"

"Ahhh, ahhh, ah, ah, mmmm"

She moaned, her head falling back against the rock.

"Haah* haah*… ohh… it feels so good…" she panted.

He grunted, picking up the pace. His thrusts became faster and harder, making her cry out in pleasure.

"Hnnn… ahh… ahhh!!"

"More… faster…" she begged, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

"I want my flesh to take the shape of Young Master... Ahhh, ahhh, ah, ah, nnn"

His lips slightly curved as he continued, slamming into her harder and deeper.

She screamed, her body shaking with each thrust. "Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!"

"Touch yourself…" he ordered like an emperor, voice booming like thunder.

"Ahhh!!"

She did as she was told, one hand slipping between them to rub her Yin pearl. The feeling was overwhelming… she didn't know how much longer she could last.

"Hnnn… I'm coming… I'm cominggggg!!!! Ahhh! Ahhh!"

She screamed, her body convulsing as she reached her peak. Her inner walls clenched around him, trying to milk his Yang rod dry.

But he wasn't done yet… he kept thrusting into her, prolonging her orgasm.

"Ahhhh!! Stop… It's too much…" she cried out.

But he didn't stop… he kept going, his thrusts becoming erratic.

"I'm coming… I'm coming inside you…" He growled, burying himself as deep as he could.

Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!

She felt his Yang rod pulsing inside her… felt his hot seed filling her up.

They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breaths. Finally, Young Master pulled out, his rod slipping out of her with a wet sound.

She felt empty but she was also satisfied. Her womb was warm and full.

Young Master looked down at her, a small smile on his lips.

"You did good… You are quite a woman…" he praised.

She smiled, feeling proud of herself. Having a man like Young Master is great.

He finally looked at Yi Xin Xue.

"It's your turn now."

"The concubine feels blessed..."

Just then...

* * * ~~~ * * *

Just then, what happened?

1) The group of women from before came and Zhao Fan fucked them all and recovered all the beast core of the Nightfang wolf tribe.

2) Nothing happened. It was just the wind. Fuck Yi Xin Xue next.

3) enemy attack. A group of powerful enemies arrived.