Shameless Immortal: Emperor of Ten Thousand Beauties

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Taking It Out on Huo Lin [1] [R18]

Huo Lin choked slightly as his thick girth stretched her throat to its absolute limit, her hands gripping his muscular thighs for balance.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but she didn’t dare pull back, instead, she clamped her lips tightly around his base, trying to accommodate every single inch of his towering dominance.

Shen Yu’s eyes darkened with an unyielding, carnal focus.

The irritation from having his chess game disrupted by the Empire demanded an immediate, physical release, and the submissive woman at his knees was the perfect vessel to take it out on.

Without a word, his large hands slid down from her hair to firmly grip the back of her head, locking her in place.

He shifted his stance and began to ruthlessly drive his thick shaft straight down her throat, taking complete control of the rhythm.

GUG... GUG... GUG...

Huo Lin let out muffled, desperate noises as his heavy length repeatedly breached her deepest defenses, slamming against the back of her throat with unforgiving force.

He showed no mercy, using her mouth with a relentless, driving pace that made her entire body shake.

Her fingers dug frantically into his knees, her mind completely melting under the intense sensory overload of his raw dominance.

"Take it all," Shen Yu growled softly, his voice a low, commanding vibration that sent a shiver straight down her spine.

As he reached his limit, his core locked tightly.

He gave one final, deeply buried thrust, pinning her face firmly against his groin as a heavy, scalding torrent of his white seed erupted deep down her throat.

Huo Lin’s eyes widened, her throat instinctively working in frantic, desperate gulps to swallow the massive, hot rush of his essence.

He held her there for a few seconds longer, ensuring not a single drop was wasted.

When he finally pulled out, Huo Lin collapsed back slightly onto her calves, her face flushed crimson and her lips glistening.

Looking up at him with utter adoration and obedience, she parted her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, showing a completely clean, swallowed throat as if proudly presenting a perfect report to her master.

Shen Yu let out a low, satisfied chuckle, but his hunger was far from sated.

Reaching down, he grabbed her firmly by the waist and hauled her to her feet, spinning her around in one fluid motion.

He pushed her forward onto the luxurious sofa, forcing her to plant her hands firmly on the back of the armrest while pushing her heavy, rounded hips high up into the air.

He ripped her robes aside, exposing the plush, pale curves of her ass.

Unable to resist the tempting sight, Shen Yu brought his palm back and delivered a brutal, resounding spank right across her cheek.

SLAP!

"Ah! Yes, Master!" Huo Lin screamed out, her voice thick with unbridled lust as the flesh instantly turned a vibrant red.

She arch her back deeper, turning her head to look back at him with a crazed, desperate expression.

"Fuck me! Break me open, Master! Take all your anger out on this bitch! I’m yours... use me however you want!"

The explicit submission only fueled his fire.

Shen Yu gripped her hips with a bruising force, aligned his fiercely throbbing shaft against her drenched entrance, and plunged inside to the absolute hilt in one devastating, unyielding thrust.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Huo Lin shrieked, her fingers clawing desperately into the fabric of the sofa as his massive size stretched her completely.

Without giving her a single second to recover, Shen Yu began to fuck her ruthlessly, his heavy pelvis slamming against her backside with a loud, wet cadence.

The room filled with the raw, chaotic sounds of their collision, the heavy smacking of flesh, her high-pitched, needy moans, and his deep, dominant grunts.

Every time he drove forward, he brought his hand down across her red-slapped cheeks, leaving stinging marks that only made her wail harder and buck her hips backward to swallow him even deeper.

Lost in the primal, aggressive rhythm, they transformed the quiet sanctuary of the room into a site of pure, unadulterated sin, entirely detached from the brewing storms of the empire outside.

The ruthless pounding continued for what felt like an eternity, the rhythmic, heavy slaps of flesh echoing off the walls of the private room.

Huo Lin was completely broken open, her voice reduced to a hoarse, ragged whimper as Shen Yu pushed her body to its absolute limits, driving away the lingering frustration of the empire’s sudden interference with every single brutal thrust.

Finally, a deep, primal growl tore from Shen Yu’s chest.

He gripped her hips so tightly his fingers left red marks on her pale skin, pulling her back violently against his pelvis as he delivered one final, devastating plunge.

"Ahhh!" Huo Lin shrieked, arching her back as a torrent of thick, scalding seed erupted deep inside her womb.

The sheer volume and heat of his release filled her completely, causing her internal walls to spasm in a desperate, overwhelming climax.

Shen Yu held her pinned there, letting every drop coat her core, before slowly withdrawing his slick, throbbing shaft.

Huo Lin collapsed onto the sofa, trembling and panting heavily, her legs slick with a mixture of juices.

But before she could recover her breath, Shen Yu’s large hands locked under her arms.

Without a single word, he effortlessly lifted her limp body from the sofa and carried her over to the grand, silk-lined bed in the center of the room.

He threw her down onto the plush mattress, her long hair spilling wildly across the pillows.

Before she could even look up, his towering, muscular frame loomed over her.

Shifting her legs wide apart, he pinned her ankles down against the sheets and aligned himself once more, plunging straight back into her tight, heavily coated entrance in a dominant missionary position.

Huo Lin let out a breathless gasp, her hands flying up to clutch at his broad shoulders.

Looking straight down into her wide eyes, Shen Yu began to pace himself, driving into her with a heavy, unyielding rhythm that filled her vision entirely with his shadow, reminding her exactly who owned her body and soul.