Chapter 631 The Ice Empress Asked for Mercy, But My Yang Essence Was Infinite

Chapter 631: Chapter 631 The Ice Empress Asked for Mercy, But My Yang Essence Was Infinite

The wet, rhythmic sound of fucking started up once more, this time echoing off the tiles of the washroom.

Lin Feng had apparently pushed Ning Xi against the sink or the wall and entered her again without hesitation.

Hazel could hear every detail... the thick slide of his cock pushing into her already well used cunt, the soft, broken gasps Ning Xi made each time he bottomed out, the low, satisfied grunt from Lin Feng as he began to thrust in earnest.

Water eventually began to run, but it did nothing to hide the filthy noise of their bodies meeting.

If anything, the sound of the shower only mixed with the wet slap of sex, making it even clearer that Lin Feng was fucking Ning Xi under the spray, washing them both even as he continued to take her.

It went on for several long minutes. Ning Xi’s moans grew higher, then broke into a trembling cry as she came again.

Lin Feng’s breathing grew heavier, but he never seemed to lose control.

Only after he had finished with her once more did the wet sounds finally fade, replaced by the ordinary noise of two people actually washing themselves.

A short while later, the two of them emerged looking as perfect as ever.

Ning Xi’s hair was damp but neatly combed; her skin glowed.

Lin Feng’s expression was calm, his clothes fresh.

Neither of them appeared tired in the slightest, nor did they show any signs of having lost an entire night’s sleep or of having fucked through most of it, including a final round in the washroom.

"You should have slept, Hazel," Lin Feng said calmly, as if nothing unusual had happened. "Let’s go eat breakfast."

Hazel could only gulp in disbelief, her face still flushed from everything she had seen and heard.

These two... they don’t even look tired at all...!

***

Hazel had thought it would be a one night thing. She was wrong.

One week later, the two lovers were still inseparable in bed.

Lin Feng and Ning Xi made love at every opportunity they could find in the morning, afternoon, and deep into the night.

The wet sounds of their fucking, the rhythmic creak of the bed, and Ning Xi’s unrestrained moans had become a constant backdrop to Hazel’s days.

Of course, she was always there on the side, watching.

All she received were those devastating kisses that never failed to make her come so hard her legs trembled and her mind went blank.

Yet even without being touched below the waist, she was receiving an education far more thorough than anything she had ever seen on a screen.

Just by watching them, Hazel was learning every sexual position imaginable.

She watched Ning Xi ride Lin Feng in the classic cowgirl, her hips rolling in deep, grinding circles that made his thick cock disappear completely inside her.

She watched him flip her onto her back and fold her legs up until her knees nearly touched her shoulders, pounding into her so deeply that Ning Xi’s eyes rolled back.

She saw them do it from behind... Ning Xi on all fours, back arched, while Lin Feng gripped her hips and drove into her with long, powerful strokes that made her ass ripple with every impact.

She watched him take her standing against the wall, one of her legs hooked over his arm.

She watched him sit on the edge of the bed while Ning Xi sank down onto him in reverse, giving Hazel a perfect view of his glistening shaft stretching her open again and again.

There were positions Hazel didn’t even know the names for... twisted, deep, almost acrobatic arrangements that left Ning Xi shaking and squirting while Lin Feng never seemed to tire.

The longer she watched, the clearer it became... the porn videos she had secretly studied before looked tame by comparison.

Those filmed scenes were full of exaggerated angles, forced moans, and careful choreography.

What Lin Feng and Ning Xi did was raw, endless, and completely unrestrained.

They fucked like they were trying to climb inside each other’s bodies.

Ning Xi came so many times her voice would break, her juices soaking the sheets and dripping onto the floor.

Lin Feng would simply change positions and keep going, his cock staying hard, his stamina inhuman.

There was no fading to black, no convenient cutaway.

Just hour after hour of wet, filthy, athletic sex that made everything Hazel had ever seen in adult films feel staged and polite.

They keep fucking each other like there’s no tomorrow, Hazel thought, watching from her usual place by the wall as Ning Xi’s legs trembled in the air once again.

They don’t even seem to care that they were kidnapped only a few days ago.

Little by little, Hazel was learning just how strange this couple truly was and how far beyond normal their hunger for each other went.

And yet, in the end, she accepted them both. She reckoned she was a little strange herself.

After all, she hadn’t bothered to finish school either.

She had been making movies since she was just ten years old.

Watching the two of them now, she couldn’t help but wonder what kind of movie they would make if someone ever pointed a camera at the real thing.

When Monday finally arrived, filming officially began.

Hazel had contacted all the actors she wanted for the movie nearly a week in advance, and surprisingly, getting them to sign on had been far easier than expected.

Money was certainly one reason.

Hazel was offering salaries well above the average rate, making the project financially attractive to even the busiest actors.

But money wasn’t the only reason.

Hazel Reed had built an impressive reputation in the film industry.

Nearly every movie she had directed had become a major hit, and actors knew that appearing in one of her productions could do wonders for their careers.

Working with Hazel wasn’t simply another paycheck.

It was an opportunity.