Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System Chapter 171: No Mercy Between the Sheets [R18]

I caught Qinglan by the waist, her thighs still shaking.

"Wait!"

I didn’t let her finish, though.

I pushed her back against the wall after lifting her as if she were nothing.

Her thighs automatically locked around my hips as she let out a cry, and her shoulder blades pounded the wall softly. My shaft covered in a slippery ss from her pussy.

"J-John... W-wait, not in this manner.

"Why?" I leaned closer. My breath was hot against her ear as I spoke calmly. "Yifei’s being here is embarrassing? Or was it that you enjoyed squirting all over my hand?

She pressed both hands feebly against my chest, her cheeks flushing deep red.

"I didn’t intend to. That was simply, I couldn’t stop—"

"Exactly."

I kissed her hard. Her lips were warm and soft, but she moaned the mont I bit her bottom lip and forced her mouth open.

Her hips bucked once. I could feel the throbbing between her thighs using my cock. Her body was soaked, desperate, twitching even before I lined myself up.

I adjusted her weight against , grabbed my cock, and pressed the thick, veiny head against her dripping entrance.

She gasped.

"J-John... wait...!"

I slid in.

Shlk... shlurp... shhhck—

Her pussy swallowed like it had missed . The folds hugged every ridge of my cock, pulsing around as I drove deeper.

"Ohh—!"

Her voice cracked. Legs locked tighter around my waist. Her nails dug into my shoulders, teeth biting her bottom lip as I sank deeper.

Squish—shlurp—fwop—

The wall behind her creaked.

I pulled back and thrust again, harder. Her tits bounced with the movent, pressed against my chest, nipples dragging against my skin.

She moaned louder now.

"Ahh—s-stop... too much..."

But her body said otherwise.

Her pussy kept pulsing around my cock, dripping wet with every thrust. The room echoed with the sounds—wet, filthy, lewd.

Squelch... slop... fwop-fwop-fwop...

Each thrust slamd her against the wall again. Her moans turned into gasps, then into short, broken cries.

"Y-you’re not s-supposed to—hahh!—Do it this hard!"

I leaned down and bit her neck again. Qinglan arched into , her breath shattering into sharp gasps as her legs bounced against my hips, pushing deeper.

I grabbed under her ass and angled higher, lifting her hips slightly so my cock penetrate deeper and deeper.

"Oh~ John—!"

Her voice cracked again, loud, needy, echoing in the dim room.

Shlk—shlkk—fwop—slap—

Our skin collided over and over. Her ass smacked against the wall. Her juices ran down my thighs, dripping hot and fast with every stroke. Her body clenched tighter, arms wrapping around my neck, pulling close.

"I c-can’t—John—!"

"You will."

I didn’t slow down. I fucked her against the wall like I owned her—because I did.

Her whole body tensed.

And then she snapped.

Qinglan’s pussy clenched so hard I nearly lost it and shot my load right there.

Her voice was like a muffled scream as she banged her head on the wall, throwing it back, she clamped down, locking in her grip as she convulsed several tis.

"Aahhh—! J-John—!"

Splrrch—shhhk—squelch...!

She ca hard. Violently.

Her pussy gushed again, not just a trickle but a hot spray that coated my balls and stomach. She trembled in my arms, twitching, breathless, completely undone.

I held her through it, hips still grinding into her overstimulated hole.

"Fuck..." I muttered, feeling her flutter around . "You’re a goddamn ss."

Her breath hitched, head buried in my neck.

"...sh-shut up..."

Her voice was weak. Almost tearful. But her smile against my skin gave her away.

I slowly pulled out, her pussy clinging to the whole way.

Pop.

Her legs gave out the mont I lowered her, so I caught her and placed her on the bed, head on the pillows. She was still shaking as her thighs spread apart, revealing her glossy snatch and stared up at with wet, unfocused eyes.

And then I turned.

Yifei didn’t notice at first.

She lay on her back, legs parted, lips parted even more. Her chest rose and fell quickly, her whole body twitching with the aftershocks of what I’d done to her. Her twintails were half undone, strands sticking to her forehead.

Her hand was still between her legs, fingers curled like she didn’t know where to put them now.

I crawled over her slowly. She didn’t move.

Not until I grabbed her knees and pushed them up toward her chest.

Then her eyes fluttered open, hazy with heat and tears.

"John...?" she breathed.

I didn’t answer.

I pressed the tip of my cock against her soaked entrance and shoved it in with one long stroke.

Shlrk—shhhhck—splrrrch.

She cried out. Not in shock—pleasure.

"Ah—ahhnn...! Mmm... i-it’s... inside... already..."

She instantly put her arms around my back as her voice erupted into a moan. Her entire body clung to mine as if I were everything, her legs hooking behind my shoulders and keeping there.

Through her gasps, she smiled and whispered, "You didn’t even warn ."

"So cruel."

I retreated and pressed deeper once more.

"Ahhh—! Hnnngh...! I-It hurts—but it’s so good!"

She bit her bottom lip and moaned louder, her nails dragging down my back, eyes crossing as I buried myself to the base.

"Y-yes... yes—fuck like this... don’t stop, I want more—!"

Shlrp—fwop—fwop—splrt—

Her Fire Qi surged the mont our hips t again. I could feel it licking at my skin, hot and hungry, wrapping around my cock from the inside. My own Earth Qi pushed back—steady, crushing, unrelenting.

The clash was violent. Beautiful.

Yifei scread, legs trembling, pussy clenching hard as her body lit up from the inside out.

"Ohhh—! Your cock—your energy—it’s... nghhh, I can feel it lting —!"

Her cunt was tight. Way too tight. Like she was trying to trap inside. Her insides pulsed around with every thrust, her moans getting higher, faster, needier.

"I love this—f-feels even better than last ti! I wanna cum like this—like a ss—!"

Her words drove sothing wild through .

I pressed her knees harder against her chest and fucked her into the bed, balls slapping against her ass, hips drilling her with brutal rhythm.

Fwop! Fwop! Slrp! Squelch!

"J-John—John—! I’m gonna—I’m—!"

Her pussy exploded around , soaking my cock as she climaxed, her body convulsing under mine.

But she didn’t stop moaning.

She pulled down and kissed hard, tongue sloppy, hips grinding into mine.

"I can take more—don’t pull out—don’t stop—!"

She ca again before I could answer, her Fire Qi sparking wildly, her body twitching like it was trying to burn alive just to keep inside her.

"Keep fucking , John—fill up—please!"

Her words weren’t begging.

They were like worship.

I gritted my teeth, balls tightening.

I didn’t stop.

Couldn’t.

Yifei’s legs were locked around like chains, and her cunt had turned into a tight, clenching furnace.

My hips slamd into her over and over, burying my cock until I poked her cervix each ti, her soft ass bouncing off the mattress with every impact.

Shlrk—fwop—splrrt—slap!

The wet sounds of fucking were louder than her moans now.

But she still moaned.

Louder.

Higher.

Desperate.

"Harder—John—please—f-fuck harder!"

She didn’t have to ask.

I took hold of her hips and raised them, slamming into her as if to discipline her.

She scread out loud.

Her Fire Qi flared—wild, frantic, and hot. It didn’t deter . It gave energy. I continued to fuck her faster and harder due to the heat on my cock until the bed began to rock beneath us.

She clawed my back like a beast.

"D-don’t stop! Hnnn—!"

She ca again, her pussy clenching so violently my cock jerked inside her, thick wetness flooding my balls.

I grunted.

My body stiffened.

Balls drew tight.

Then thick, hot cum shot from my tip and surged deep inside her, flooding her with pulse after pulse. My hips jerked as I poured into her womb.

But I wasn’t done.

I pulled out fast, cock throbbing—still half-hard, soaked in our fluids.

Yifei moaned in bliss as my seed dripped out of her, painting her thighs.

Mu Qinglan sat up slowly beside us, still flushed from before.

"Still hard?" she asked, voice low.

I grabbed her by the hair.

Pulled her in front of .

"Open your mouth."

She did.

Slowly.

Her bare chest rose with every breath, sweat still glistening across her pale skin.

I stroked once.

Twice.

Then ca.

The first shot hit her collarbone.

The second—her left tit.

The third, right between them, dripping down to her stomach and across her face.

Splrt. Splrch. Spluck.

Qinglan didn’t flinch.

She just looked up at with those cold, beautiful eyes—cheeks flushed, nipples stiff.

Not ashad.

Not shy.

Just waiting.

Still.

For more.

I grinned, cock twitching as the last drops clung to my tip.

"...Round two?"

She smiled.

"I thought you’d never ask."