Chapter 41: An Unexpected Surprise

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: An Unexpected Surprise

The slick contact made Su Qin’s breath hitch again.

"Haa~... you... don’t play around..." she muttered, voice unsteady, face still half-turned away beneath her arm.

Li Jian released her slick bead with a soft wet sound and looked up at her flushed expression, still squeezing her other breast as he continued rubbing the tip of his little brother against her.

"This is also part of dual cultivation," he said calmly. "Senior Sister Su should relax a little more."

Su Qin’s lips trembled.

"Ahh~..."

Another soft gasp slipped out when he pressed the head just a little firmer against her entrance, still not entering, only teasing the sensitive place with slow, deliberate friction under the closed bed curtain.

After some time of ’preparation’ had passed,

Li Jian finally leaned back up slightly and looked at his work with quiet satisfaction.

Su Qin’s face was flushed a deep red, her breathing heavy and uneven.

"Haa... Haa... Haa..."

Both of her large, pale breasts were wet with his saliva, the pink peaks glistening and stiffened from being sucked and played with.

Under the dim light filtered through the closed gauze curtain, the soft mounds rose and fell rapidly with every breath she took, carrying a clear sheen of wetness across their full curves.

Her legs remained parted beneath him.

The repeated teasing of his little brother’s head against her entrance had left her noticeably more sensitive, and a faint slickness now made each slight contact smoother than before.

She still kept part of her face turned away, but the earlier stiffness in her body had loosened under the prolonged attention.

Seeing such an alluring sight... that once arrogant bully senior sister now a flushed, naked mess beneath him, Li Jian’s eyes darkened.

He guided the hardened head of his little brother back against her entrance, this time pressing forward with steady intent, and pushed it in.

Squelch

"Ah...!"

Su Qin gasped sharply, her back arching slightly as the thick heat forced its way inside her.

Her inner walls clenched hard around the sudden intrusion, tight and hot, trying to resist even as they were slowly stretched open.

Li Jian closed his eyes and let out a low groan of pleasure.

"Damn... so tight..."

The sensation wrapping around him was intense.

Her insides were scorching and narrow, gripping his little brother from every direction the moment he entered.

Each inch he pushed deeper was met with soft, wet resistance that squeezed and fluttered around him, as if her body itself was struggling to accept the full size.

The heat was almost overwhelming, and the way her wet walls tightly molded against him sent a heavy wave of pleasure straight up his spine.

He sank in slowly until he felt a slight barrier.

Li Jian’s eyes widened in surprise.

He looked down at Su Qin, who was red and flushed, her face tight with a clear mix of embarrassment and slight pain.

Her breathing was short, and her fingers were clenched into the mattress.

"...You..." His voice came out lower than usual. "A virgin?"

Su Qin’s eyes trembled.

She turned her face further away, the flush on her cheeks deepening until it reached her ears.

For a moment she seemed unwilling to answer, but under the dual cultivation arrangement and the situation itself, she still forced the words out in a stiff, quiet voice.

"...What of it?"

Li Jian stared at her with confusion and disbelief.

Han Jin was her Dao Companion.

The two of them had been a well-known pair in the outer sect for a long time.

By all common sense, this should not have been possible.

And yet the barrier he had just pressed against, the extreme tightness, and the pained expression on her face all pointed to the same conclusion.

She really was a virgin.

A complicated light flashed through Li Jian’s eyes before it slowly turned darker and more interested.

He leaned down slightly, still buried partway inside that scorching, narrow heat, and spoke near her ear.

"Senior Sister Su... you and Senior Brother Han never...?"

"...Shut up," Su Qin muttered, her voice tight and embarrassed. "...Are you going to continue or not?"

Li Jian was silent for a brief moment.

Then he smiled.

His hands gripped her waist more firmly under the closed bed curtain, and with a steady push, he broke through the final barrier and sank all the way in.

Plap!

"Ah—!"

Su Qin’s body arched sharply.

A clear flash of pain crossed her flushed face as the last resistance gave way.

Her inner walls clamped down hard around him, even tighter than before, as if her body was struggling to adjust to being completely filled.

"Uhh~..."

Li Jian let out a deeper groan.

The sensation was overwhelming.

Fully buried inside her, he could feel every hot, narrow inch gripping his little brother without any space left between them.

The tightness bordered on painful, yet the wet heat surrounding him made it impossible to pull away.

A faint trace of blood mixed into the slickness, confirming what he had already realized.

Then he held still, giving her time.

"Haa... Haa..."

Su Qin’s breathing was short and uneven.

Her fingers remained clenched into the mattress, and her eyes were slightly moist at the corners from the sudden pain.

Even so, she did not tell him to stop.

Under the dual cultivation request, the promise of the Heaven-grade technique, and the situation she had already accepted, she only bit her lip and endured it.

"Bastard... why are you so... big..." she muttered through a strained voice, feeling completely stretched and full inside.

Li Jian’s lips curved with a clear hint of pride.

"It means we match well for dual cultivation," he said in a low voice.

Su Qin shot him a weak glare through her moist eyes, but before she could retort, Li Jian leaned down and gently licked the tear that had gathered at the corner of her eye.

"...!"

The unexpected tenderness made her body stiffen for a moment.

Right after, he sealed her lips again in a deep kiss, swallowing the rest of her unwilling sounds while one hand continued to slowly knead her full, saliva-wet breast.

At the same time, he remained fully buried inside her without thrusting hard.

Instead, he made only the smallest movements... subtle presses and slow grinds that kept her stretched around him while giving her inner walls time to adjust to his size.

His other hand slid down between their bodies and began lightly rubbing the sensitive peak above her entrance, adding another layer of stimulation to distract her from the remaining pain.

Slowly, Su Qin’s muffled protest gradually weakened against his mouth.