Romantic Medical Imm Chapter 463: Passion During Treatment

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Passion During Treatment

Ye Xixue braced her hands on the bed, her slender waist pushed down by him, her voluptuous hips lifted high, exposing the valley already flooded with desire.

Yang Cheng gripped his weapon and thrust inside suddenly, his Dragon Root immediately wrapped in tight heat, the pleasure making his whole body tremble.

"Ah! So big! You’re hitting my deepest spot!"

Ye Xixue couldn’t help but scream, her voice even more seductive.

Yang Cheng had been holding back for a long time. Seeing her body was fine, he grabbed her soft waist and started pounding fiercely.

An hour later.

"Ahhh... Yang Cheng... you’re amazing... you’re incredible!"

"Feels so good... I’ve never felt this much pleasure before!"

The goddess Ye Xixue, always so aloof, lost all sense after tasting such extreme bliss, crying out loud with high-pitched moans.

Her delicate body shook uncontrollably, those plump, snowy breasts bouncing rhythmically.

Hearing her voice, seductive beyond limits, Yang Cheng grew even more excited. He slapped her snow-white, perky ass a few times, then launched a wild assault.

The room echoed with the steady sound of flesh slapping flesh. With every deep thrust, Ye Xixue couldn’t resist letting out a soft moan.

Yang Cheng, like a warrior whipping his horse to battle, never slowed down, staying in relentless attack mode.

After holding back so long, he could finally let loose, barely restraining his desire as he poured out all the burning fire within him.

He’d only come to treat Ye Xixue, but who could have guessed that during the treatment they’d end up writhing together in passion.

Outside, Qi Yue and Ruonan stood guarding the door. At first they’d worried intensely about Ye Xixue’s condition, but only half an hour later, seductive moans from a woman and low roars from a man spilled from inside.

Beside them, Ye Ling’Er’s face went instantly pale as she bit her red lip.

Their expressions were all mixed, but not knowing exactly what was happening, they guessed Yang Cheng might be using this method to help Manor Master Ye heal.

After all, they all knew Yang Cheng possessed the Pure Yang Dragon Physique, and his essence could repair and heal.

The feminine cries inside grew higher and higher, until Ye Xixue began to shriek.

"Ahhh... stop... I can’t take it anymore... please, stop!"

Her body convulsed intensely, went limp, then collapsed onto the bed, only her hips still high in the air, trembling as if electrified.

Ye Xixue felt a numbing pleasure sweep over her body, Peach Blossom Cave spurted scalding nectar, all soaking the dragon’s head.

She never imagined sex between man and woman could be so unbelievably good. As she crested the summit, she felt as though she were floating, the pleasure so intense her scalp tingled.

"Huff... huff... so much juice!"

Yang Cheng’s breathing grew heavier. With his Dragon Root wrapped in her nectar, a tingling sensation shot up his tailbone.

He grabbed Ye Xixue’s soft waist and rammed her even harder.

"Ahhh... so fast!!"

Not even recovered from her climax, Ye Xixue was assailed again, pleasure almost making her faint.

After a few more minutes of relentless thrusting, Yang Cheng’s body tensed, his Dragon Root spurted boiling essence, all flooding into Peach Blossom Cave.

After more than ten seconds of release, Yang Cheng finally let out a heavy breath, hugged Ye Xixue, and collapsed onto her smooth, pale back.

Ye Xixue gasped for air, feeling Yang Cheng’s still-thick Dragon Root inside her, a look of satisfied indulgence on her face.

This man was truly incredible!

After over an hour of battle, she’d lost track of how many times she’d cum, that tight Peach Blossom Cave stretched full by Yang Cheng.

At first she’d felt so good it was almost unbearable, but the man kept up his strongest speed and force, making her feel as if her insides were being worn raw.

If it went on for another hour, she really might die right here on the bed from Yang Cheng fucking her.

Yang Cheng’s breathing gradually slowed, eyes closed, as he absorbed the Primordial Yin Qi from Ye Xixue’s body.

Even though she didn’t have much Yin Qi left inside—probably wouldn’t next time—it was simply too good spending the night with this absolute stunner of a woman, and Yang Cheng couldn’t be more willing.

"Mmm... Why’d you finish inside again? Pull out, I want to rest."

Ye Xixue let out a sultry moan, twisting her slender waist with a hint of protest.

Yang Cheng had only just released once—not nearly enough for him to be satisfied. As soon as she moved, Peach Blossom Cave tightened around his Dragon Root, instantly rekindling his desire.

"Ah! Why are you getting bigger again?"

Ye Xixue gasped, whipping her head to stare at him, disbelief filling her gorgeous face.

She was no rookie; she knew any man, after coming once, couldn’t possibly get hard again so soon.

He hadn’t even pulled out yet, and this man was ready for round two. Does he never need a break?

"Who told you to tease me again? I held back for ages just now—you think I can resist when you provoke me like that?"

Yang Cheng rolled over, pulling Ye Xixue straight into his arms, laying her on top of him.

"I asked you to pull out, how did I tease you? We’ve been doing it for ages, I really can’t take any more."

Ye Xixue pleaded softly, almost begging.

Nervous, her body tensed up on its own, squeezing Yang Cheng until he let out a muffled groan.

"You sure you’re not teasing me? You’re squeezing me so tight I’m gonna snap."

Yang Cheng raised himself partway up, encircling Ye Xixue’s delicate body in his arms.

He dipped his head, breath hot on her ear, and whispered, "How about we go one more round?"

"You’re insatiable! I’m a patient, you know. You only just detoxified me, and you’re already tormenting me again. Do you have a conscience at all?"

Ye Xixue complained, tears shimmering in her beautiful eyes.

"Fine! I’m heartless. But you’re the one flipping the script! Just now, I had to help you vent the heat from your poison, but now that you’re fine, you’re leaving me high and dry?"

"If you’re so unwilling, then forget it. Let me suffer on my own."

With that, Yang Cheng pulled out, rolled over, and turned his back to Ye Xixue, sulking like a kid denied his treat.

Seeing him act so wounded, Ye Xixue was startled speechless for a moment.

She reached out, tapping his shoulder, and asked tentatively, "Are you really mad?"

"Don’t touch me!"

Yang Cheng gave a cold snort, pouting with childish stubbornness.

Ye Xixue couldn’t help but laugh at his act. Softly, she coaxed, "Don’t be mad. I really can’t take it—you’re too intense. Another round and I’ll pass out."

"Yang Cheng, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to talk like that. If it wasn’t for you, I probably wouldn’t even be alive now. How about I use my hand for you instead?"

As she spoke, she scooted closer, her soft hand wrapping around Yang Cheng’s Dragon Root, stroking it up and down.

The stimulation made his Dragon Root swell thicker, so much so Ye Xixue’s fingers almost couldn’t encircle it.

So big—so hard...

"Let go, I don’t need your help."

Yang Cheng pretended to still be angry, gently pushing Ye Xixue’s hand away.

"Didn’t you just call me heartless? Even if I explode from holding it in, I won’t trouble you."

Ye Xixue knew he wasn’t truly mad, that he was just acting petulant, so she didn’t take his words to heart and continued stroking him, unhurried and unrushed.