I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 282: Chapter 282 Sucking the Sweet Nectar from the Flower of Purity

Morning came quietly, sunlight spilling through the curtains in soft golden strands.

Ye Jian lay draped over Lin Feng’s body, her bare skin pressed against his warmth, her breathing slow yet uneven.

Strands of her hair clung to her cheeks, slightly damp, and her expression carried a mix of exhaustion and lingering disbelief.

She had tried for hours.

Again and again, she adjusted herself, steadied her breathing, and gathered her courage but no matter what she did, the gap between expectation and reality remained insurmountable.

What she faced was simply too much for her to handle.

Lin Feng’s sword was simply too large for her tight scabbard to accommodate.

In the end, her resolve wavered, and with a quiet sigh, she finally gave up, her body going slack as she rested against him.

Tang Aining and Li Zhiyan laid nearby, their eyes wide as they took in the scene before them.

They were especially shocked and frightened the moment their spiritual senses locked onto Lin Feng’s little brother.

What they saw made their breaths hitch, their minds momentarily blank.

If I were in her place… could I even handle that…?

The thought surfaced almost involuntarily in Tang Aining’s mind, her fingers curling slightly at her sides.

Even if I could… I’d probably be bedridden for a long time…

Li Zhiyan swallowed softly, sharing a similar line of thought.

They were both still maidens… untouched, inexperienced.

The idea of facing something so gargantuan, something so far beyond what they had imagined, sent a chill through their bodies.

It wasn’t just unfamiliar… it was intimidating.

Absolutely frightening.

And yet, just by looking at it, they could not help but get wet.

The mere sight of his massive, throbbing cock… veined, glistening, and pulsing with raw masculine power sent an uncontrollable rush of heat straight to deep inside their bodies.

Their hidden pink caves clenched with sudden, desperate need as warm, slick waters and fresh love juices flowed freely from deep inside.

The sweet nectar dripped steadily from their swollen, puffy folds, coating their inner thighs and soaking the sheets beneath them in a glistening trail of arousal.

Their bodies betrayed them completely, aching and empty, pulsing with an insatiable hunger that only grew stronger the longer they observed the most priceless tool of man.

Eventually…

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, the early morning light reflecting faintly in them.

Without a word, he gently shifted Ye Jian’s body, carefully guiding her from atop him to the spot where he had been lying.

His movements were steady and considerate, ensuring she remained comfortable.

As her body settled against the soft bedding, the change stirred her from sleep, her lashes fluttering as she gradually woke.

Rising to his feet, Lin Feng stood there without the slightest trace of embarrassment.

His tall, well-built physique was on full display, every line of his body exuding strength and confidence.

There was a natural ease in the way he carried himself, as if such a state was nothing unusual to him.

The three women couldn’t help but react.

Tang Aining, Li Zhiyan, and Ye Jian were now fully awake and each felt their cheeks burn as their gazes instinctively drifted toward him.

They tried to remain composed, but the sight before them made it nearly impossible.

Their breathing grew uneven, their hearts beating faster as a subtle warmth spread through their bodies.

Lin Feng, however, remained completely unbothered.

There was no shame in his expression, no attempt to conceal himself. Instead, he stood with quiet confidence, as if fully aware of the effect he had on them and yet uninterested in hiding it.

If this were back on Earth… I wouldn’t even dare show myself like this in front of three beautiful women, he thought inwardly, a faint trace of amusement flickering in his mind.

Back then, things had been entirely different.

He recalled all too clearly the insecurity he once carried, the stark contrast between his past and present self.

In his previous life, he had never possessed such confidence nor the presence to command attention in this way.

One should know that in his first life, he only had a one-inch little toy between his legs.

The idea of standing before others so openly would have been unthinkable, something that would only invite ridicule rather than admiration.

But now…

Everything had changed.

Lin Feng had originally intended to rise and take a bath, but before he could even take a step away, Ye Jian’s voice stopped him.

“Why… Young Master Lin Feng?” she asked, her tone soft yet trembling, carrying a trace of confusion and quiet hurt. “Why won’t you make me yours?”

Her fingers tightened slightly against the sheets as she looked at him.

The memories of the previous night lingered vividly in her mind… her hesitation, her courage, the way she had steeled herself and tried again and again.

She had been certain of her resolve… and yet, in the end, nothing had truly happened.

It left her feeling lost.

Had she done something wrong?

Was she not enough?

Lin Feng paused mid-step. For a brief moment, he said nothing.

Then he turned back, his gaze settling on her.

There was a calmness in his eyes, but also something deeper.

“The fruit is not yet ripe, Ye Jian,” he said evenly. “When the time comes, I will take you properly.”

His voice was steady, leaving no room for doubt.

“And make no mistake,” he continued, stepping closer to the bed, “I already consider you my woman.”

Those words struck her heart far more deeply than she expected.

Before she could even process them fully, Lin Feng returned to her side. He leaned over, one hand bracing beside her as the other gently lifted her chin.

Then, without warning…

He kissed her.

“Mmm…!”

Ye Jian’s eyes widened for a brief instant before slowly closing, her body instinctively softening beneath him.

The confusion, the lingering insecurity… all of it began to melt away under the warmth of his lips.