Chapter 708 The Demure Saintess Loses Her Pure Yin Status to a Twenty Inch Intruder

Chapter 708: Chapter 708 The Demure Saintess Loses Her Pure Yin Status to a Twenty Inch Intruder

Each deliberate stroke coated more of the broad tip in Li Ruoxi’s slick love juices until the entire head glistened, shining with the evidence of how thoroughly he had already prepared her.

The big heat of Lin Feng seared against her most sensitive flesh, and the slow, wet friction made her breath hitch with every pass.

All of his women were beautiful in their own right, and it was nearly impossible to say who among them was the loveliest.

Yet each possessed a different kind of allure, a unique beauty that belonged only to her.

Li Ruoxi’s was quiet, deep, and fiercely loyal and something that never failed to move him.

In this moment, looking down at her flushed face and trusting eyes, he felt that loyalty settle warmly in his chest.

"I could say the same, Lin Feng," Li Ruoxi answered softly, her voice steady despite the way her body trembled beneath him.

Her hands rested lightly against his chest, feeling the strong, steady beat of his heart.

"Take me whenever you want. I’m yours... body and soul."

The words were not empty. Over the past months they had become absolute truth.

Although she had once held a strong allegiance to the Li clan, that loyalty had shifted the moment she truly understood the depth of Lin Feng’s strength and the way he looked at her.

If she ever wished for the Li clan to disappear, he could make it so with a single thought.

That knowledge had set her free in a way she had never expected.

She no longer needed to weigh duty against desire, or fear what the future might demand of her.

She could belong to him completely and without reservation, without calculation, without fear and it was exactly what her heart had chosen.

A soft, genuine smile curved her lips as she gazed up at him, her eyes shining with both love and quiet anticipation.

The thick head of his cock continued its slow, deliberate glide against her entrance, keeping her hovering on the edge of being claimed.

She was ready. More than ready. And she wanted him to know it.

A moment hung frozen between them breath held, eyes locked, the air thick with anticipation before Lin Feng finally took the last step.

He aligned the broad, glistening head of his thick cock precisely at the center of Li Ruoxi’s tight, virgin entrance.

The heat of him pressed against her softest flesh, and she felt her body instinctively tense even as she tried to stay open for him.

Then, with steady, controlled pressure, he began to push forward.

The sight of his immense Pure Yang shaft stretching Li Ruoxi’s delicate maiden flower to its absolute limit was nothing short of a multiversal class wonder.

"Ughhh..."

The low, strained sound left her lips the instant the fat tip stretched her open.

It felt as though she were being split apart.

Lin Feng’s yang spear was simply too large, too thick... it forced her soft inner walls to reshape around him with every slow, relentless inch of progress.

The stretch burned in a way she had never experienced before, a deep, intimate pressure that left her breathless.

He advanced carefully, giving her body time to adjust, until at last he met the thin barrier that marked her purity.

There he paused.

His gaze stayed fixed on her face, reading every flicker of pain and vulnerability that crossed her features.

One of his hands brushed a strand of hair from her damp cheek, the gesture tender even in the midst of such intensity.

He withdrew slightly until only the broad head remained inside her, giving her a single breath to brace herself...

Then he thrust forward hard.

The force of the motion drove him through her hymen in one decisive stroke and buried him deep.

The bed frame groaned loudly beneath them under the sudden power of the movement.

In that single surge he reached the very bottom of her, so deep that several inches of his thick shaft still remained outside her body.

Tears sprang instantly to Li Ruoxi’s eyes.

The sharp, burning stretch was overwhelming, a raw fullness that stole the air from her lungs.

She could not stop the silent tears that slipped down her temples and into her hair.

She had lost something that could never be returned, and the knowledge of it mixed with the intense physical reality of being filled so completely by the man she loved.

Her hands clutched at his shoulders, nails digging lightly into his skin as she tried to absorb the sensation.

Lin Feng remained still, buried to the hilt, giving her time to adjust to the heavy presence of him inside her.

His breathing was controlled, but the tension in his arms and the dark heat in his eyes showed how much restraint it cost him to wait.

Li Ruoxi was still in pain, the deep stretch of Lin Feng’s thick cock a constant, burning presence inside her.

Yet more than the discomfort, she wanted this experience to be good for him. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Gathering what strength remained in her trembling limbs, she began to move on her own.

She rolled her hips upward in slow, deliberate undulations, lifting to meet him and taking more of his giant length into herself with each careful motion.

The friction sent fresh sparks of sensation through her overstretched walls, a confusing mix of lingering pain and emerging pleasure.

"Move, husband," she whispered, voice soft but steady despite the tears still clinging to her lashes.

"I’m not so fragile."

"I know." Lin Feng replied.

He leaned down and gently kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, his lips warm and tender against her damp skin.

A breath later he began to move with her.

He withdrew almost completely until only the broad head remained inside her tight entrance, then sank back in with controlled power.

The first few strokes were careful, measured, giving her body time to adjust to the relentless stretch.