Exclusive Possession – CH 038

Chapter 38. *

It was already evening when we reached the heart of the mainland. Ahead lay a dense forest, and miraculously, every tree was adorned with twinkling lights, creating a tranquil and secluded atmosphere in the hazy twilight. A faint, sweet fragrance floated in the air, smelling wonderfully pleasant.

Upon closer inspection, I realized those were not colored lights, but rather large, round fruits growing on the tree! They were actually translucent and glowing. And the fragrance was emanating from these fruits.

“You can eat it.” Morin picked a deep blue fruit for me. “You will love the taste!” I took it and took a bite. The flesh was soft, juicy, and incredibly sweet, leaving a lingering fragrance on my lips and teeth.

By the time we reached the depths of the dense forest, I had already devoured three fruits and was incredibly full, my stomach feeling warm. Mu Xian stopped Morin from picking more fruit for me: “Do not let her eat too much; she will get drunk.”

I was a little surprised: “Drunk?”

Mop replied, “The water of the Prayer Spring contains alcohol, and the trees here are called ‘wine trees,’ and their fruit also contains a small amount of alcohol. However, the amount’s not high, so you can rest assured, Miss.”

When he said that, I did feel a little dizzy, so I stopped eating.

Passing through the orchard, the view suddenly opened up, and the sound of water poured down like a torrential downpour through the window. Looking at the Prayer Fountain so close at hand, my heart skipped a beat.

Night had fallen completely. A waterfall cascaded down a low cliff, below which lay a tranquil, deep pool. This was a common sight, but the water was different; it glowed. It was as white as snow, shimmering with a fluorescent light, like a ribbon of water winding through the forest. That soft glow enveloped the entire grove, like a dreamlike illusion.

Mop and the others went to set up their tents, while Mu Xian led me deeper into the stream. The aroma of alcohol in the air grew stronger. Whether it was the air or the aftereffects of the fruit I ate, my head began to feel heavy, and Mu Xian’s figure became somewhat blurry in front of me. I thought, “Oh no, oh no, what if I really get drunk and Mu Xian takes advantage of me?” I must be careful tonight.

However, if I had known then that Mop meant 40% alcohol when he said “not high alcohol content,” I would have turned around and left immediately, instead of continuing to sink deeper into this den of iniquity.

Upon reaching the depths of a quiet pool, Mu Xian stood silently for a moment before beginning to undress.

My head spun even more: “What are you going to do?”

He was already completely naked and said calmly, “Swimming, the water here’s very clean.” His face was reflected in the dark water, like a handsome relief sculpture hidden in the depths of the night.

I looked at his body, then glanced at the familiar thing between his legs. It was half-erect, looking…clumsy and simple. I felt a sudden surge of excitement, as if the blood in my body was stirring.

I actually had a bit of an urge to hold it… Could this kind of thing become a habit?

He took long strides and sank into the water, his fair and muscular body appearing graceful and powerful. He gently plunged in, silently diving several meters before emerging, still wet.

“Hua Yao, come down.” His voice sounded particularly pleasant and deep in the empty forest.

“No,” I thought for a moment and said, “If I come down, you will have to shower with me every day from now on. I will stick to my principles; I will not fall for it.”

He seemed startled for a moment, then swam back to the water’s edge, raised his dark eyes to look at me, and said with a hint of amusement in his voice, “You…are you drunk?”

I shook my head.

I was still quite conscious, so of course I was not drunk. My head just felt a little heavy, but I felt inexplicably happy.

I said casually, “Hurry up and swim! After you’re done, let’s finish our two sessions today. I want to go, I want to go…”

“Where are you going?” He emerged from the water, his upper body resembling a lean, ivory statue.

“I will go sleep with you,” I replied with absolute certainty.

He stood in the water, looked up at me, and suddenly smiled, his handsome face covered with glistening water droplets.

My ankle tightened, and a gentle force came from it. My body tilted suddenly, startling me so much that I screamed softly. My feet left the ground, and I fell into the water with a splash.

“I do not want to swim… Ugh!” I choked on a mouthful of water and coughed repeatedly. Strong arms wrapped around me and gently lifted my body. I looked up and met a pair of deep, captivating black eyes.

His face, reflected in the water, looked like a delicate painting, so I smiled and offered my lips to him.

We kissed in the water for a while, and I could taste a rich, sweet flavor in my mouth. I let go of him and took another sip of water.

“It’s delicious.” I pushed him away and took another sip.

He put his arm around my waist, his voice low and husky: “Do not drink; you will get drunk.”

What he said seemed to make sense, but I could not quite grasp its meaning, so I ignored him. I cupped the water in my hands and offered it to him, as if holding a flowing jade. “Do you want some? Oh, you definitely will not; you’re a germaphobe…”

He had already lowered his head and was drinking from my hand. After finishing, he looked up, stuck out his tongue, and licked his dark red lips. His wet black hair clung to his smooth forehead, and his eyes looked very intense.

I recognized that look in his eyes. A sudden realization struck me, and I said seriously, “Mu Xian, we will only have sex after we are married, right?”

“Hmm.” He stared at me. “Unless you’re willing.”

I felt relieved, my head slumped, and my mood lifted. Looking down across the water, I saw his lower abdomen, now silently erect, looking quite lonely.

I suddenly felt a pang of heartache for no reason. I reached out and held it, whispering to it, “Come on, let me help you. Mu Xian is so good to me now. I should put aside past grievances and be good to him, too.”

His body suddenly stiffened, then he picked me up and carried me to the shore. My hand slipped, and it almost slipped from my grasp, but I quickly twisted my body and managed to hold on tightly.

“Let go first. It hurts a little.” His low, husky voice was right next to my ear.

I gripped it tightly, shouting, “I will not let go!”

He did not say anything, but his breathing seemed a little rapid. He put me down on the ground by the water.

“Do not bother me,” I yelled without looking up, mimicking his old method of moving up and down rapidly. But it was so thick that I could only grasp a small portion of it. A sudden inspiration struck me; I grabbed it with both hands and felt instantly satisfied. Then I seemed to hear him inhale again.

After playing for a while, I suddenly felt a chill down my back. I looked down and saw that I was sitting on his shirt, my breasts round and white, my valley dark and barely visible.

“Why am I not wearing any clothes?” I asked, puzzled.

“Your clothes are wet. I will use my mental power to dry them for you,” he whispered.

“Oh. Thank you.” I was even more touched, and I worked even harder with both hands.

His breathing grew more rapid, and his legs became increasingly hot to the touch. His open legs would occasionally tremble slightly, rubbing against my body with unbearable friction. Without realizing it, I became wet and a little sore.

“Mu Xian… I’m not feeling well.” I stopped what I was doing and looked at him with a frustrated expression.

His breath hitched, and two words seemed to escape from between his teeth: “Do not…stop…”

I refused: “I’m not coming. I do not feel well. It’s so sticky and swollen.” I looked down but could not see anything. After a while, I suddenly heard an incredibly hoarse voice in my ear: “Lie down, let me take a look.”

His words inexplicably made me feel hot and bothered, and my heart raced. I instinctively refused: “No, how can I let you see? Only Mu Xian can see, and I will only allow him to see if we are getting married. He can only see once a day… twice at most!”

He did not say anything. After a while, I suddenly felt someone pushing me. I lay down and saw the hazy starry sky. A cool breeze was blowing on my body, which felt very comfortable.

Then, I felt something soft slowly probe into my body. It caressed and kneaded, and I felt a strange, tingling sensation emanating from there, and my previously tense body seemed to find relief. But it was not enough; it felt like somewhere deep inside, I was still dry, thirsty, and itchy.

“Hurry up!” I said, dissatisfied. “You are so unprofessional! The massage looks like this!”

The thing seemed to pause for a moment, then suddenly sped up again. I felt a shiver run through me, growing increasingly itchy and intense, until I could not control myself anymore. A sharp, intense pleasure overwhelmed all my senses like a flood bursting its banks. My whole body trembled violently; I felt utterly overwhelmed.

But that thing kept teasing me, and I could not take it anymore, so I kicked it hard! The thing finally slid away, and I thought I heard someone groan.

But as the sensations in my body gradually weakened, I relaxed and began to breathe with my eyes closed.

After a while, I suddenly felt a weight on my body as a warm, smooth body pressed against me. I opened my eyes and saw Mu Xian’s handsome, jade-like face right in front of me. His eyes were as dark as the night sky above, and with just one glance, I felt like I was about to fall into them.

I raised my hand, hooked it around his neck, and began to gently lick his lips: “Mu Xian, I felt so good just now.”

A smile curved his lips, but he did not speak; his dark eyes seemed to burn even hotter. Just then, I felt something supple and taut slip between my legs. I immediately and expertly clenched my fists, smiling as I said, “I’m done!”

He paused, then suddenly seemed excited, and began thrusting violently. I closed my eyes and held his waist, feeling inexplicably satisfied.

We used to do this lying on our sides, but today I was lying on my back, and I could feel his lower abdomen hitting me repeatedly. I could even feel the hair on his groin brushing against my… There, it was itchy, and it felt very exciting.

With each rise and fall of his penis, my body seemed to awaken suddenly, and that hot, swollen, unbearable feeling returned. I recalled the extreme pleasure I had just experienced, and my heart felt itchy with excitement.

Thinking of this, I spread my legs and released his penis. Suddenly, I heard him make a “hissing” sound. I looked up in confusion and saw that he had already sat between my legs, covering his penis with his hand, and his face looked a little unpleasant.

“What’s wrong? Does it hurt?” I asked with concern.

“Why did you let go?”

I glanced down instinctively and noticed that his shirt, which was spread out on the floor, seemed to be damp in a few spots. I asked, puzzled, “Did you poke the floor just now?” Was it because I suddenly let go of it?

He did not say anything, but pressed his body against mine again, closing my legs and pushing it inside. I quickly said, “Wait! Mu Xian, I feel uncomfortable again. Help me.”

His eyes widened, and he did not move. I gave him a push: “Hurry up!”

He stared intently at me, and even in the dim light, I could see a blush creeping onto his cheeks.

“Hua Yao, let me ejaculate first,” he said in a hoarse voice.

I felt a little wronged: “Why should you go first?”

His eyes were as dark as black vortexes. After a moment of silence, he replied, “Because it was so close.” He paused again before adding, “Both times.”

I thought about it hard, and it seemed he really had held it in twice. He looked so pitiful, so I nodded: “Okay.”

He almost immediately grabbed my legs and squeezed in.

“Wait!” I grabbed his jacket and pants from beside me and placed them around my waist. “See, this way you will not poke your head on the ground!”

He grunted in response, but continued moving.

Because of the higher lumbar support, this time his penis was moving at an angle, rubbing against me. Several times, the tip hit my crotch. I felt an unbearable tingling sensation and subconsciously shifted my legs. But with that movement, I felt it thrust against my inner thigh, and then…

Then half of his head went in.

The sensation of the foreign object intruding was so clear that I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at him. He was straddling me, seemingly stunned by the unexpected event, motionless, staring straight at me.

We stared at each other without saying a word.

My heart suddenly started racing, faster and faster. All other sensations seemed to fade, leaving only the swelling in the spot where I was gently connected to him as my sole awareness. It felt hot, tight, and a little painful.

I was also a little… excited.

My head was spinning more and more. But I knew what was happening; I knew it clearly. And he was looking at me, looking at me anxiously.

I did not want to refuse, not at all. My whole body felt weak; I could not muster the energy to refuse.

“Will it… hurt a lot?” I asked in a hoarse voice, trying to cover up my embarrassment, as waves of dizziness and heat washed over my cheeks.

“I will be gentler.” Just his deep voice was enough to make one’s heart tremble.

“Mmm.” I covered my face with my hands; it was so hot. But he had already parted my legs, pulled my hands away, and lowered his head to kiss me.

Our lips and tongues intertwined passionately, and my mind became dizzy again. But a sudden, intense throbbing pain below snapped me back to reality, and I reached out to push him away, saying, “It hurts!” He pulled me into his arms, saying, “I just went in a little bit; bear with it.” Then he reached down with his other hand.

A familiar tingling and sore sensation came over me, and I suddenly realized, “That was your finger just now!” Under the starry sky, he seemed to have a slight smile on his face, but his pale, handsome face remained tense.

When another shiver came, I felt as if my body was sinking into a slippery swamp, completely relaxing. Just then, he began to knead and slowly push inside.

When we were at our deepest point, he took a breath, held me tightly, and did not immediately begin moving. I felt a sense of security I’d never felt before… a sense of peace that touched both my body and soul. He whispered in my ear, “Hua Yao, I’m inside you again.”

I felt so happy. All the sad things seemed to vanish from my memory; my eyes were only for him, my body was only for him, and the whole world revolved around him. But then, for no apparent reason, tears welled up in my eyes.

At first, he moved very slowly, and that alone made me feel incredibly good, but when he started to speed up, I could not take it anymore and desperately tried to pull away. But he held me tightly, his thrusts firm and forceful. The feeling… was amazing, yet incredibly uncomfortable. I felt my mind go blank, as if I were being tossed high into the clouds, only to be pulled back into his arms, and the cycle repeated itself.

Just then, he sped up, his body swaying violently from the impact, and an even more intense sensation washed over me. I let out a low groan, utterly embarrassed, and barely managed to open my eyes to look at him. His beautiful, dark eyes looked incredibly somber and gloomy, his delicate features etched with taut pain. Noticing me looking at him, he managed to utter a strained sound: “Hua Yao…”

Seeing this, I felt an unprecedented surge of power crashing against my body. I let out a hoarse scream, a heavy, intense throbbing sensation seemingly emanating from deep within me. I felt my insides contracting violently, and I heard a hissing sound. He seemed stimulated by my reaction, suddenly arching his back, his body trembling, holding me still. I could even clearly feel him convulsing violently inside me. Then, a slippery liquid slowly dripped from where we were joined, indistinguishable between his and mine.

***

Starlight adorned the sky, and the water shimmered like mist. Mu Xian lay on his back on the ground, and I nestled in his arms; both of us were still breathing heavily.

I’ve sobered up quite a bit, but I still felt a little sluggish—for example, I was not nervous at all being naked like this.

“Have you rested well?” He suddenly turned to look at me, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.

“Yes,” I replied. “Are we going back?”

“Lie down.” He picked me up and turned me over.

I was a little confused and asked, “Why?”

His body was already pressing against mine from behind, supporting my waist, and he said in a hoarse voice, “Hua Yao, this is my favorite position.”

***

“I’m not doing it anymore! I absolutely refuse to do it anymore!” I shrank back to where I was, grabbed the clothes next to me to cover myself, and pushed him away with all my might. He had a faint smile on his face, grabbed my hands and pinned them to the ground, and then squeezed in again with practiced ease.

My drunkenness had completely worn off, but my body had become incredibly sensitive; even the slightest movement from him sent shivers down my spine. I gasped, “Mu Xian, are you ever going to stop?”

He did not listen to anything I said; his eyes were focused, and his movements were resolute. I resisted for a moment, but my body gave in first, and I hugged his waist, only able to gasp for breath.

Daylight broke.

The darkness gradually faded from the dense forest, and the sunlight grew increasingly dazzling. When I groggily woke up, I found him holding me as we lay on a pile of clothes. He was still inside me, his dark eyes staring at me so close, his gaze gentle… and content.

When I saw the bright light and our naked bodies, with wet marks on our skin and clothes, I felt extremely embarrassed. I struggled to stand up, but he held me even tighter.

“I want to go back!” I muttered. Yesterday, I actually got drunk and had sex with him in the open! Under the open sky! We did it all night long! My God!

“Okay.” He picked me up and washed me in the water. Then…then we did it again in the water. I felt like I was drunk again.

After washing me clean, he picked me up, grabbed the clothes scattered on the ground, and walked towards the edge of the deep pool. I was startled to see his calm expression and unwavering gaze: “Get dressed!”

“It’s dirty,” he said casually.

“You…” I stammered, “Mop and the others saw…”

“It will not happen. They are not stupid.”

“…”

The spring water was crystal clear, the dense forest deep and secluded, and the air was filled with the fragrance of fruit. In this vast expanse of land, it felt as if only the two of us existed, walking naked through the wilderness, the gentle breeze caressing every inch of our skin, the warm sunlight enveloping our bodies. This feeling made me both nervous and strangely excited. Gradually, I got used to it and said to Mu Xian, “I can walk by myself.”

He let go, and I stepped barefoot onto the soft, tender grass. Looking back, I saw him walking behind me with his hands behind his back. His tall, naked, and slender body was bathed in sunlight, not at all rough; rather, like his face, it was pure and flawless.

I could not help but smile at him.

He smiled too, his handsome face shimmering like the surface of a lake rippled by a gentle breeze, his deep voice like a white feather softly brushing against my ear: “Go back and have dinner, then we will continue.”

I froze.

After a moment of silence, I said, “Mu Xian, I think it’s necessary to discuss this matter, regarding the number of times and frequency…”

“No need to discuss it.” His voice was particularly gentle. “We will do it whenever we have time.”