Ancient Times‧Holy Monk (9-10)

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Chapter 9

「Your Majesty... this, this is not right.」 Huai Yan tried to pull his hand out, but as his fingertips touched the moist, soft flesh, he panicked and immediately tried to withdraw his hand. However, the girl forcefully pushed it into the entrance. The tight, narrow flesh, which had never been invaded by anything before, opened a small hole as the finger stretched it. Ye Xuan endured the discomfort and slowly inserted his finger inside. She was now extremely grateful that the system's empathy function was erratic; otherwise, if her original inexperienced self were to teach Huai Yan, it would have caused her much greater suffering.

She panted lightly, feeling that the entire finger had been swallowed by her small opening, and then stopped moving. Huai Yan, with his body tensed, dared not move at all. Fingers are very sensitive, and staying within that soft passage felt as if countless small mouths were swallowing him, the tingling pleasure spreading from his fingertips to his heart, and from there, all the way to his loins, making his troublesome organ hard and swollen.

「Your Majesty,」 his voice came out low and husky, startling him, 「what is this? This monk feels... something is very wrong.」

「What's wrong?」 Ye Xuan grasped the man's hand, guiding the finger to gently move in and out of her flower path.

This motion made Huai Yan feel increasingly uneasy, his whole body burning as if on fire. The high temperature even made his head feel dizzy. Last time, the girl in front of him had taken his Yang organ into her mouth; although Huai Yan had lost his composure then, it was nowhere near as muddled as he was now.

He didn't know what he wanted, only that he wanted it very much. A thought kept shouting in his head, 「Go in, go in, take her...」 Take what? The finger's movements inside the girl's body became faster and faster, and a look of both pain and pleasure appeared on Huai Yan's face. He expressed his feelings honestly, 「This monk... this monk's finger, it feels like it's being swallowed...」

「Yes, my little opening is eating you,」 Ye Xuan bent down to kiss him, her tongue licking his mouth before saying, 「Didn't you want to know what this is?」 She bit his earlobe, her words dripping with seductive ambiguity, 「It's a woman's little opening, a little slut's hole, call it whatever you like.」

Such evil words almost overwhelmed Huai Yan, making him emit low gasps that he couldn't control. Even more overwhelming things continued. Ye Xuan let go of the man's hand, 「Come on, Concubine Huai, as I just taught you, put more fingers inside,」 she paused, maliciously using the address of an emperor to a minister, 「Put them into my little hole.」

「No...」 Huai Yan wanted to refuse, but he seemed bewitched. Following the girl's earlier movements, he pried open the petals with his index and middle fingers. The slippery, sticky, thick flesh almost made him lose grip. The second finger went in, and he found that the tender flesh, which had tightly wrapped around one finger leaving no gap, was now stretched wider, and it wasn't difficult to push the entire finger inside under the lubrication of overflowing nectar. 「Here,」 he looked up, dazed and surprised, his expression adorably silly, 「can it become wider?」

「Silly monk,」 Ye Xuan lay on him, laughing so hard she gasped for breath, 「Of course, it can get wider. It can even swallow your big cock.」

「Big cock...」 Huai Yan muttered. He knew this term referred to a man's organ. When spoken by the girl, the already lewd word became even more alluring, making his Yang organ throb with excitement.

「Move it...」 Her small hand slid to his waist, pinching his firm, narrow buttocks, 「Move your fingers.」

Huai Yan obediently began moving his fingers. He was extremely intelligent. Although Ye Xuan had only taught him once, in his passion and confusion, he remembered the angle and force clearly. 「Ah, mm, ah...」 The girl's little head rested on his chest, and continuous high and low moans spilled from her peach-like lips, 「Faster... a bit faster, Huai Yan.」

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