Chapter 94: Xiao Cui’s virginity

After spending the night playing by the bonfire, eating great barbeque, and finally spending his time with the girls, Kian slept in the island itself.

He went right into the hut, brought a bed into the hut from the mulberry gate city, and fell asleep without a care.

The girls were quick to follow his lead and enter the same bed, though Feimei remained outside by the flame reading.

As he slowly fell asleep, Kian’s curious arms quickly wrapped around Xiao Cui, who was feeling a bit awkward sleeping around them.

"You alright?" he asked.

"This is so new to me," she replied. "And this as well."

His smile stayed as he felt Xiao Cui finally relax into his chest. "So," he said to the whole room, voice low and lazy, "what are we doing with this island? I was thinking a farm."

Jia propped herself up on one elbow, eyes bright. "A spirit herb garden sounds great. We could grow Moonpetal and low-grade frost grass."

Mia shifted closer, laying on Kian’s other side as her warm hand fell on Kian’s neck. "And I want to raise spirit chickens. They lay Qi-rich eggs."

Jiao Yin laughed and said she could cook whatever they produced. "But Mia is a better cook than me anyway. And Lady Feimei is even better than her."

Even Xiao Cui mumbled that she knew about goats.

"Seems like that’s a plan!"

The ideas bounced around until Jia yawned and the others fell quiet.

Seeing all the girls around him, Kian almost wished he could hug and kiss all of them at once. Sadly, he could only kiss one beauty.

He turned his attention back to Xiao Cui. She was still pressed against him, warm and soft, her breath uneven.

His hand, which had been resting on her hip, slid down to the waistband of her cotton pants.

"Hnng. What are you doing?!" She muttered, but didn’t stop him.

His fingers dipped under the cloth, slipped through the elastic, and found heat.

"You are so cute," he murmured in her ears.

Xiao Cui’s breath caught, and she looked away, cheeks flushed.

Jia, still watching from the side, said, "Damn, that looks hot. Though that’s usually my place."

Mia propped her chin on her hand. "How does it feel, Xiao Cui?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Jiao Yin shifted behind the girl and looked somewhat enviously.

"It’s probably nice," she whispered, and Xiao Cui’s eyes squeezed shut. "From her expression."

Kian didn’t hurry. He moved his fingers in slow circles, learning the shape of her.

Xiao Cui’s hips twitched, and a small, broken moan escaped her lips.

"Nngh~"

He kissed the side of her neck, then her jaw, and finally caught her mouth. Xiao Cui moaned into the kiss, her body arching as his fingers slipped deeper.

"I can’t, Kian," she murmured. "I feel something weird. This is too... nghh..."

Her tongue tasted like roasted meat and wild berries.

"You’re too tight, little Cui," Kian whispered.

He withdrew his fingers and pulled her cotton pants down to her knees.

The other girls all shifted, watching with open curiosity.

Jia giggled and stretched out beside them. "Don’t break her, Kian."

She rested a hand on Xiao Cui’s hand, steadying her. "You’ll like it, Xiao Cui. The first time might pinch."

Xiao Cui’s eyes flew open wide, she was now laying on Kian’s arm, facing his chest. "W-wait—first time? It hurts?"

But Kian already positioned himself, the head of his length pressing against her slick entrance. She turned, looking up at his face.

He held her gaze till she calmed down.

She closed her eyes tight.

"Can I?"

"Hm."

He pushed in slow.

A choked cry left her lips, and her nails dug into his hand that was wrapped around her.

"Kian!"

She was tight, too tight, and he went still, letting her adjust around him.

He stopped and gently fondled her breasts instead.

Jia winced at the sight of Xiao Cui’s painful expression. "Yeah, that face. I made the same one my first time, I think? What do you say Mia?"

Mia let out a small, breathy laugh and squeezed her own thighs together. "I thought I’d actually break in half. It fades, Xiao Cui. Hold up! You can do it."

Jiao Yin nodded quickly, her cheeks flushed. "Mine hurt too. But Kian is really gentle, so it’s always pleasant."

Mia nodded. "And my hubby is pretty slow as well. He doesn’t rush."

Xiao Cui whimpered, tears beading at the corners of her eyes. "Slow? What if he is slow? He’s—ngh—huge."

Kian kissed the tear from her cheek. "You’re doing so good, little Cui. Now big bro Kian will move, is that okay?"

Xiao Cui nodded without opening her eyes, her whole body trembling around him.

"Mhm." She nodded, biting her lips. "But slow, okay? Very slow."

Kian drew back just enough and pushed in again, shallow and careful.

Her lips parted, and a wonderful little sound escaped her.

Her nails pressed crescents into his wrist.

Jia squeezed Xiao Cui’s hand and whispered, "There. The worst is already over."

Mia propped herself on one elbow and watched with parted lips. Her other hand drifted to her own stomach, feeling frustration build up.

Jiao Yin focused on Xiao Cui’s wet slit and observed Kian’s dick as it moved in and back out.

She gulped. "Look at that. She’s taking him like she was made for it."

"She was obviously made for me."

Kian found a slow rhythm and rocked into her, a little deeper each time. Xiao Cui’s legs locked around his waist and her head fell back against his arm.

The bed frame groaned.

Jiao Yin bit her knuckle, pupils blown wide.

Kian dived his cock deep into his beautiful woman, just enough to make Xiao Cui’s moans break into sharp little cries.

nggh!

ahhhn~

Kian!

Ngh!

Jia held her hand tighter, and Mia released a shaky breath.

Jiao Yin watched, unblinking, as Kian’s length slid out and back in, glistening with Xiao Cui’s wetness.

"Annnghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"

Xiao Cui came with a strangled moan, white mixed with red.

Her inner walls fluttered around him, and Kian groaned, holding her hips steady as she rode out the waves.

He didn’t cum yet.

He kissed the corner of her mouth, whispering, "Good girl. Say I love you."

"Stop moving it’s too much!" She only whimpered, boneless in his arms.

Kian didn’t stop.

He rolled her onto her back without pulling out and hooked one of her legs over his shoulder.

The new angle made her gasp, and he thrust deeper.

Xiao Cui’s eyes rolled back, but she locked her ankles at his lower back.

"K-Kian... I can’t... again so soon..."

But he could.

He fucked her slow and deep, the wet sound of their joining filling the hut.

And soon, he couldn’t handle her cute, overstimulated face either.

Hngh!

Kian buried himself to the hilt and finally let go. Heat pumped into Xiao Cui in thick, steady waves, and her mouth opened in a soundless cry.

He stayed there above her, chest heaving, watching the girl wheeze with her eyes half-shut and her cheeks flushed.

He bent down and kissed her parted lips until the trembling eased. Then he pulled back just enough to show her his proudest grin.

"Say it," he whispered. "Say what you feel."

Xiao Cui pouted, too spent to do anything but breathe.

She tugged at his neck until his ear brushed her lips.

"I do love you quite a bit," she whispered. "Though this was too much."

Kian’s cock twitched back to life before the words had even settled.

"No!"

Xiao Cui felt it inside her, yelped, and squirmed away with a wet slide. She skooted back against the pillows, giggling through her exhaustion.

"No more!"

"Hey—"

Before Kian could chase her, Mia pushed under his arms and locked his neck with her arms. "Me!"

Jia grabbed his shoulder from the other side, furious. "You always slide in first! Get lost Mia, he’s mine!"

"Yours? Fuck off, Jia. Don’t be selfish!"

"Of course he is mine, I am just renting him to you guys. Tell him to say otherwise if he dares."

Kian laughed, caught both sisters, and dragged them both down beneath him.

Jia and Mia landed side by side on the rumpled sheet, chests rising fast.

They turned their heads at the same time and glared at each other.

Then, slowly, they rolled their eyes and looked up at him.

Mia smirked first. "Before you drag us both down, answer something honestly."

Jia turned her head, and the two of them wore matching wicked smiles. "Who do you want to fuck more right now, Kian? Me or her?"

For one stupid second, Kian’s throat closed. Fuck these two sisters and their barbed questions.

Then he laughed and caught both their chins in his hands.

"Wrong question. Who wants my mouth, and who wants my dick? Mouth means I give you service, dick means you give me service."

Jia’s hand shot up. "Dick. Obviously. But it’s servicing me."

Mia didn’t hesitate. "Mouth. I love it!"

They pushed at him until he lay flat, and Mia was the first to lay on him in the 69 form, her legs straddling his face in reverse as sge took his cock between her lips.

"See, Jia? Now I get both his member and mouth. His mouth is so nice."

"Really?" he muttered.

Her taste bloomed on his tongue, hot and sweet, and he groaned into her as she bobbed her head.

"Well, you can forget about the cock. It’s mine. Though, damn, I do want to kiss him."

Jia knelt close, watching with parted lips. The moment Mia pulled her mouth off with a wet gasp, Jia shoved her aside and took Kian’s cock into her own mouth.

She sucked noisily, one hand working the base, eyes locked on his face.

Kian gasped.

Mia gasped as he licked her.

Then Jia rose up, swung a leg over him, and sank down in one slow, shaking movement.

"Fuck, Jia."

Kian’s fingers dug into Mia’s thick butt as her sister began to ride him. Above his mouth, Mia dropped lower again, and he returned to licking her with long, deep strokes.

The bed rocked under them.

Jiao Yin pressed her knees together and watched, her eyes glassy.

Then she crawled closer, lifted one of Kian’s hands from Mia’s hip, and guided it under her own waistband.

He didn’t look away from Mia, but his fingers found her slick heat immediately, and Jiao Yin let out a small, grateful moan as he inserted a finger in without hesitation.