"Is this what you wanted when you watched your husband bow, Shuying?" Shen Yu whispered, a thoroughly sharp, wicked smirk curling his lips as he drove himself deeper, hitting her sweet spot with an unforgiving accuracy that made her legs violently tremble.

"Trading your family’s dignity for a taste of real power?"

"Yes... ah! Yes...!" Shuying wailed softly, her voice breaking into a breathless, broken sob of pure ecstasy as her internal muscles tightly convulsed around him.

Her heavy ass bounced rhythmically against his lap, her face flushing a deep, intoxicating crimson.

"Cao Yan... is a coward... he bends to the union... but you... you crush them... nnnhhh!"

The sheer shamelessness of the opportunistic bitch only fueled the rhythm.

Shen Yu’s hands moved from her throat, one tightly gripping her narrow waist while the other heavily slapped against the plump, soft flesh of her wide hip, leaving a burning red handprint on her pale skin.

He shifted her position slightly, leaning her forward against the armrest of the divan, forcing her to present her heavy, trembling rear fully to him.

The change in angle allowed him to drive even deeper, each heavy plunge sending a wet, echoing friction through the room that completely drowned out the distant sounds of the bustling clan estate outside.

Shuying was completely ruined, her mind dissolving into a chaotic haze of pleasure as she took every single punishing stroke, her wide hips automatically rolling back to meet him, begging for the absolute ruin he was delivering to her core.

The friction in the room reached a fever pitch, the rhythmic, wet slaps of their skin pounding a ruthless tempo against the plush cushions.

Shifting her weight, Shen Yu leaned back against the deep sofa, forcing Madame Mei into a tight straddle over his lap.

His large, pale hand remained firmly locked around her slender throat, anchoring her head back as he impaled her from below.

Every heavy, unyielding thrust sent a violent jolt straight up her spine, forcing shattered, breathless whines from her lips.

Straddling his lap, her slender torso vibrated under his weight, presenting a stark, primal contrast against the massive curve of her wide ass.

Shen Yu didn’t slow down.

He kept fucking her ruthlessly, his eyes gleaming with a dark, mocking amusement as he watched her face distort into a wild, breathless expression of pure, unadulterated lust.

She was completely unraveled, her mind dissolving under the relentless depth of his pace.

Suddenly, he released his grip on her throat.

"Ahnn!" Shuying cried out, her strength entirely spent as she crashed heavily onto his chest.

Her medium-sized breasts flattened tightly against his hard pectoral muscles, her rapid, panicked breathing hot against his skin.

Shen Yu didn’t give her a single second to recover.

Reaching down, his hands locked onto the plump, trembling flesh of her wide ass, pulling her hips flush against his.

He leaned completely down onto the sofa, changing the angle to drive himself to the absolute hilt with a series of deep, punishing plunges.

Shuying wailed into his neck, her internal walls clamping down on him in a desperate, frantic vice as she neared her absolute limit.

Leaning up slightly, Shen Yu grabbed her chin and pulled her lips down into a deep, aggressive kiss.

But Shuying was already too far gone in her lust, her mouth opened shamelessly, her tongue tangling with his in a frantic, uncoordinated desperation.

The kiss instantly dissolved into a wet, sloppy mess of mixed saliva and ragged gasps, her wide hips automatically rolling back against him, begging for the final collapse.

"Senior... ah! I’m... I’m breaking... nnnh!" Shuying cried out, her vision going entirely white as a violent, cascading orgasm violently tore through her core.

Sensing her release, Shen Yu let out a low, guttural growl.

He gave three final, powerful surges that bottomed out completely against her cervix, letting his hot seed flood deep inside her.

Shuying’s voice cracked into a high-pitched, echoing scream of pure, blinding ecstasy as a violent, cascading orgasm tore through her core, her muscles clamping down on him like a vice.

Sensing her release, Shen Yu let out a low, guttural growl, driving himself to the absolute hilt as he let his hot seed flood deep inside her.

But he wasn’t done with her yet.

Before she could even recover from the initial climax, Shen Yu forcefully grabbed her shoulders and rolled her over, pinning her flat onto the cushions of the sofa.

Shifting his weight, he pinned her legs wide and immediately drove back into her in a dominant missionary position, resuming a relentless, punishing pace.

Shuying could only gasp into his repeated, heavy kisses, her hands clutching weakly at his shoulders as he claimed her body all over again.

"Nnh... Ah... Senior... please...!" she gasped out between his heavy, bruising kisses. Her voice was entirely broken, a raspy whisper that lacked any real conviction.

She didn’t want him to stop, her body was craving the very destruction he was dealing out.

Her slender legs were hoisted high over his broad shoulders, exposing her exceptionally wide hips to the cold moonlight filtering through the balcony.

Shen Yu’s hands were no longer gentle.

He pinned her wrists directly above her head, his grip like iron manacles as he locked her down, using his superior body weight to completely overwhelm her.

He watched her face flush a deeper, manic crimson, her long black hair completely tangled across the silk pillows like a web.

The sheer shamelessness of this woman, who had readily abandoned her husband’s honor for a taste of forbidden power, only made him play his role with a colder, more clinical precision.

He hit her sweet spot with an unhurried, agonizingly deep cadence, driving her right back to the edge of insanity.

"You’re a greedy little thing, aren’t you, Shuying?" Shen Yu murmured against her wet cheek, his breath hot, his voice dropping into that relaxed, terrifyingly playful purr.

He pulled back just enough to look down at her glazed, fluttering eyes, a thoroughly wicked, sharp smirk curling his lips.

"Your husband is risking his life to protect the clan’s treasury tonight, yet you’re melting beneath a foreign flag."