Who Would Cuckold Themselves? (1v2, Forced Possession, High H)

“Mmm…” After these days of adjustment, their bodies moved in perfect harmony.

Yun Qing knew exactly where Yun Yue was most sensitive. As he interrogated her, his actions below were equally relentless.

Thrust after thrust, he targeted her most sensitive spots, his large hands unceremoniously kneading her snow-white breasts.

Her most sensitive folds were repeatedly pounded, her tender breasts freely manipulated, and her nipples pinched and pulled to the side.

Pain and pleasure coursed through her body simultaneously, with pain sometimes overpowering pleasure. Soon, she was panting heavily, melting into a pool of desire, unable to resist as the man on top of her molded her to his will.

Waves of sensation washed over her, and Yun Yue could only surrender to the overwhelming pleasure, letting it carry her away.

“Ah, ah, ah… It feels so good…” Yun Yue couldn’t form a coherent sentence, the sensation coursing through her veins, bringing her immense pleasure.

Her appearance pleased Yun Qing. Although he was the one asking the questions, he never intended to hear a genuine answer. He knew full well that Yun Yue was a little liar, full of deceit.

She claimed to like her brother the most, but in reality, even before reaching the age of marriage, she had already been eyeing suitable young men.

There was Young Master Six Gu from the Ministry of Justice…

Fu Five from the Ministry of Rites…

Yan Three from the Ministry of Defense…

All fine young men from prominent families in the capital.

None of them were the eldest sons, but they were all legitimate heirs. She had good taste, choosing men who could provide a lifetime of security.

“Who does Manman want to marry? Hmm?” Her legs were crossed and pressed against her chest as he forcefully thrust into her.

“Mmm… I want to marry Liang Han… I want to marry Liang Han… Husband, mmm…” Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes as Yun Yue babbled, saying she wanted to marry him.

Liang Han was Yun Qing’s courtesy name.

She said she wanted to marry him, but she was forced to say it. For survival, she didn’t mind lying. She wasn’t a noblewoman with a proper education; she was just the lowly daughter of a courtesan, not even knowing who her father was.

Her words weren’t from the heart, and they both knew it. But even if it was a lie, he still felt a shiver run through him.

Knowing full well that he was heading into an abyss, he was like a moth drawn to a flame, unwavering in his pursuit.

If being with her meant his destruction, so be it.

“Good girl, Manman, you can only marry me, hmm?” He lowered his body, kissing her lips, his sweat dripping onto her delicate skin.

From the first moment he saw Yun Yue, he knew she wasn’t an ordinary girl.

Though only ten years old, her eyes held a captivating allure, and every expression seemed calculated.

Her smiles and kindness towards him were all part of her plan, but his iron will crumbled before those expressive, watery eyes.

Perhaps she came at just the right time.

He had lived a solitary life in the cold, unfeeling prince’s mansion for fifteen years. His parents’ relationship was strained, constantly arguing. His father was cold, and his mother was obsessively driven, pushing him relentlessly to succeed. She forced him to study in the freezing winter and practice martial arts from dawn till dusk, demanding that he excel in both academics and combat, yet offering no warmth or care.

His own sister shared his mother’s harsh and competitive nature, making his home life even more unbearable.

Growing up in such an environment, his heart grew colder each day, until it seemed frozen solid, devoid of emotion.

Yun Yue was like the sun, shining brightly into the darkness of his heart, melting the icy coldness. She told him she liked him, all while planning to leave him forever.

In marriage, men and women go their separate ways, unconcerned with each other.

He thought… that she shared his feelings, that she wanted to be with him forever. But he never imagined that she had never considered a future with him.

A creature accustomed to the darkness of a cold cave, finally tasting the sweetness of light, would never willingly let it go.

Now she wanted to leave? That was out of the question! There was no way she could stir his desires and then walk away unscathed.

Her legs, pressed against her chest, were spread wide open and then lifted onto his shoulders.

With just a slight downward glance, he could see her tender, pale entrance stretched to its limit by his thick cock. Her delicate labia clung to his shaft, pulled out and thrust back in, as her tight passage struggled to accommodate his size. The forceful thrusts distorted her insides, molding her completely to his shape.

This realization was exhilarating. He thrust his hips powerfully, driving his cock deep into her, as if trying to break her apart or imprint himself permanently inside her.

“What a lewd body, truly the daughter of the top courtesan. Your little pussy is so tight and gripping, ah…” The folds of her flesh clung to him, almost sucking the soul out of his body.

“Ah, ah…” Yun Yue couldn’t help but tremble and moan.

Her body was indeed incredibly responsive; no matter how much she resisted, she always became aroused by Yun Qing’s invasions.