I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 218 Plowing the Jade Field Until Dawn

Chapter 218: Chapter 218 Plowing the Jade Field Until Dawn

The sight of Li Zhiyan’s glistening, flushed pink folds made even Lin Feng’s calm mind race.

He pressed his prodigious divine yang staff against her wet entrance, teasing the soft, sensitive petals with slow, deliberate strokes.

His fingers traced her curves while his other hand held her waist, keeping her perfectly still as he toyed with her in a tantalizing rhythm.

"Ohhhhh..." Li Zhiyan gasped sharply, her back arching involuntarily under his touch.

Her soft moans filled the air, low and desperate, carrying the music of pure anticipation and hunger.

Every teasing movement from Lin Feng made her thighs quiver and her body tremble, her hips lifting slightly to meet his thick monstrous spear even as she tried to hold herself still.

Li Ruoxi, watching from the shadows, felt a stirring in her chest.

The sound of Li Zhiyan’s gasps and cries, so full of need and desire, reached her ears and made her lips part unconsciously.

Despite herself, she felt a heat rising between her own legs, a mix of embarrassment, curiosity, and a reaction she could not suppress.

"Take me, Young Master Lin Feng... Make me your woman... Make love to me forever!" Li Zhiyan cried, her voice high and breathless, every word dripping with longing.

She arched her back, pressing herself closer to him, her hands clutching at his shoulders as if trying to anchor herself to him.

Lin Feng did not need a second invitation.

He positioned himself carefully, his great fat pole aligned with her tight, uncharted depths.

Slowly, he sank into her, feeling the warm, velvety embrace of her body close around him.

Every inch of her pressed against him, gripping him with a combination of softness and firmness that left him momentarily breathless.

Her moans grew louder in pain, ragged and urgent, and her hips pressed instinctively against him with each of his movements.

The scent of her, sweet and intoxicating, filled the room, mingling with the sound of their wet, intimate connection.

He moved slowly at first, letting her adjust to the intrusion, feeling every curve and every reaction as he explored her virgin peach blossom spring.

Her tight walls stretched so tightly around him.

Li Zhiyan’s entire body trembled with every movement, her fingers clawing into the sheets as waves of exquisite torment pinned her in place.

Lin Feng’s grip on her hips was both firm and unyielding, guiding her with deliberate precision as he moved.

His body rocked in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, a dance to a music only he could hear... one composed of desire, control, and instinct.

Every movement was measured yet forceful enough to gain another small ground.

Li Zhiyan’s body responded instinctively, arching and trembling under him, fingers digging deep into the sheets as waves of exquisite torment coursed through her, pinning her helplessly against the bed.

Every inch Lin Feng drove forward was a small victory.

He explored, claimed, and demanded, letting her reactions guide him while his own unrelenting hunger propelled every motion.

Finally, he reached the ultimate barrier... the last vestige of Li Zhiyan’s purity.

He paused for a heartbeat, feeling the resistance beneath him, the delicate threshold that had never before been crossed.

With one careful pull, he pressed deeper, leaving only the tip of his little brother lodged within her, teasing the boundary that had kept her untouched until now.

Her body tensed, every nerve screaming, caught between pain and exquisite pleasure.

Then, without hesitation, Lin Feng let loose.

BANG!

With a single, powerful thrust, he drove fully forward, shattering the barrier completely.

The sudden release of tension, the breaking of her final restraint, sent a shockwave through both of their bodies.

The bed rocked violently under the force, the mattress dipping and rebounding as their union hit its peak intensity.

A warm, crimson liquid stained the pristine white sheets, spreading outward.

"Ahhhhhh!" Li Zhiyan cried out, her body trembling violently.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as the overwhelming sensation washed over her, marking the moment she had finally crossed into true womanhood.

The two exchanged a few quiet words a few minutes later, yet once again Li Ruoxi failed to catch what was said.

Even with her sharp hearing and strong cultivation, their voices were simply too soft.

But what happened next made her eyes widen in shock.

Lin Feng began to move.

At first his movements were slow, almost deliberate, as if allowing Li Zhiyan time to adjust.

Soon, however, the rhythm deepened, and the unmistakable sounds of their union began to echo through the chamber.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

The soft, lewd sounds gradually filled the room, rising and falling like waves.

The bed creaked beneath them as the rhythm continued, steady and relentless.

And the sounds did not stop for a very, very long time.

Li Ruoxi could barely tear her eyes away, her mind racing, her body betraying her curiosity with every reaction.

The sound of Li Zhiyan’s moans, the sight of Lin Feng’s skilled movements, and the intimate heat of the moment pressed on her senses in a way she had never experienced before.

She felt both embarrassed and enthralled, her breath catching with every gasp and every movement she witnessed.

Li Zhiyan cried out again, her voice breaking as she trembled under him, the heat of her body radiating outward, consuming the room in an almost tangible aura of pleasure and desire.

Lin Feng’s steady rhythm, his controlled yet urgent thrusts, and his focus on every reaction drove her into a state of near madness, leaving her completely vulnerable and utterly his.

The night seemed to stretch on endlessly as Lin Feng claimed Li Zhiyan again and again.

Lin Feng made love to Li Zhiyan for hours, their bodies moving together with a relentless rhythm that seemed to defy the night itself.

Time stretched, measured only by the rising and falling of their chests and the wet, slippery sounds of skin meeting skin.

It wasn’t until the first pale rays of sunlight began to peek over the horizon that the frantic pace of their union finally began to slow.

Yet even then it did not stop completely, a sight that left the lone spectator hidden in the shadows utterly stunned.

"They’re still not stopping? Don’t they ever get tired?" Li Ruoxi mused to herself, shocked by what she was still witnessing.