Shameless Immortal: Emperor of Ten Thousand Beauties

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Taking It Out on Huo Lin [4] [R18]

Shen Yu’s eyes flared with a dark savagery at her shameless, degraded begs.

He didn’t offer a single shred of mercy to her overstimulated body.

Grabbing her right hip with a crushing grip that buried his fingers deep into her flesh, his other hand came down hard on the nape of her neck, pinning her forehead flat against the rumpled silk mattress.

He leaned his immense frame forward, aligning his thick, vein-lined length, and drove straight into her tight, narrow secondary passage in one relentless, unyielding push.

"AHHHHH—! MASTER!"

Huo Lin’s voice completely fractured into a piercing, breathless shriek that echoed off the high walls of the private room.

Her manicured fingernails violently clawed into the expensive silk sheets, ripping the delicate fabric to shreds as her spine violently arched.

The sheer, staggering friction of his thick girth stretching her unyielding anal walls to their absolute structural limits was dizzying, forcing a sudden rush of blood to her face.

Her lower back sagged helplessly under his weight, her hips trembling as they instinctively bucked in a desperate, futile attempt to create room for his overwhelming size.

"Look at me, bitch," Shen Yu commanded, his gravelly voice dropping into a low, terrifying register that vibrated right through the marrow of her bones.

Huo Lin turned her neck sharply, her face flushed a deep, bruised crimson, her eyes heavily blurred with tears of intense, agonizing stimulation.

She locked her trembling gaze onto his dominant pupils, completely trapped by the crushing weight of his sovereign aura.

Without waiting a single second for her tight passage to adjust to his massive size, Shen Yu pulled back until the wet, glistening head of his shaft was almost entirely out, letting the cool air of the room strike the friction-heated flesh, before aggressively slamming his pelvis forward to the root.

CLAP!

The impact was brutal and loud.

The sheer force of his pelvic bone crashing against her raw, red-slapped backside echoed like a whip crack through the quiet room.

Huo Lin let out a shattered, high-pitched moan, her jaw hanging slack as her mind completely melted under the dual sensation of tearing fullness and absolute degradation.

He began to pump inside her tight asshole with a savage, mechanical rhythm, his movements entirely untamed by the sophisticated, calculating persona he usually projected.

Every single thrust was incredibly deep, heavy, and deliberately placed to grind against her inner walls, reminding her of her absolute submissiveness.

The black lotus mark on her skin pulsed with a frantic, burning heat, mirroring the utter ruin of her cognitive thoughts.

"Yes... Master... split me open... break your little slave..." she sobbed out erratically, her words slurring together into a mindless stream of dirty filth as the relentless internal friction drove her sanity to dust.

Completely broken, she began to frantically buck her hips backward against his savage forward thrusts, entirely addicted to the raw, punishing weight of his dominance.

The heavy, wet sounds of his slick length violating her tightest hole grew deafening, mixing with her continuous, ragged wails.

Shen Yu’s patience for a prolonged rhythm quickly melted into pure, primal lust.

He clamped both hands onto the flesh of her waist, anchoring her hips firmly in place as he accelerated the pace into a blinding, ruthless flurry of high-speed pounding.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

The frantic, desperate contractions of her tight anal walls warned him that her body was reaching its absolute breaking point.

As her entire frame began to seize and tremble in a violent, helpless secondary climax, Shen Yu let out a low growl from the depths of his chest.

He drove himself forward one final time with terrifying force, burying his thick shaft to the absolute hilt, and unleashed a massive, scalding eruption of his thick white seed deep into her raw, stretched anal passage.

Huo Lin gave one final, strangled, breathless cry as her vision faded to white, all her remaining strength vanishing completely from her limbs.

Her body collapsed completely limp onto the mattress.

With a slow, heavy drag, Shen Yu finally pulled his slick length free from her stretched passage with a soft, wet sound.

He rolled over onto his side right beside her, the mattress sinking under his massive frame.

Huo Lin lay there with her chest heaving heavily, a thick mixture of his essence immediately beginning to overflow from her ruined hole, leaving her thoroughly claimed, broken, and saturated by her master’s unyielding wrath.

Looking down at her trembling, exhausted form, a sudden wave of calm washed over Shen Yu.

He reached out with a powerful arm and pulled her flush against his chest.

Huo Lin instinctively curled into his warmth, resting her flushed face against his broad chest as her breathing finally began to stabilize.

Shen Yu looked at her relaxed, blissful face, a trace of rare softness touching his handsome features. He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently.

"Thank you for accompanying me, Huo Lin."

She opened her hazy eyes, looking up at him with a gaze overflowing with pure devotion.

She smiled softly, her hand moving down to tenderly trace the dark black lotus mark pulsing on her lower abdomen.

"I am your slave, Master... your woman. You can do anything you want with me. My body, my soul... I am yours, eternally."

Shen Yu’s smile widened, but this time, the cold, predatory edge was gone.

He knew that a woman’s heart required a delicate balance of both absolute roughness and deep tenderness.

The storm had passed, and now it was time for the calm.

Reaching up, his large fingers gently tangled into her long hair, guiding her lips to his.

He kissed her tenderly, his lips moving against hers with a slow, deep warmth, deliberately savoring her sweet taste.

Huo Lin melted into the embrace, responding to his gentle touch with a desperate, quiet devotion that filled the silent room.

When he finally pulled apart, he looked deep into her silver-tinted eyes, his voice dropping to a soothing murmur.

"Good night."

She leaned her head back against his chest, closing her eyes with a peaceful sigh.

"Good night, Master."

Wrapped tightly in each other’s arms, the chaos of the outer world and the impending imperial tournament completely faded away as they both fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.