THE GENERAL'S DISGRACED HEIR

David perched his hand on top of Vivian's breast as he squeezed gently, prompting a soft moan from her. Finally, he could devour her to his heart's content. David had been interested in Vivian from the moment he saw her; his primal instincts demanded that he seek out his prey.

And as a predator, David had observed that Vivian was not mentally stable, but today they had made progress in their relationship, and he had come to understand what had caused her mental health to deteriorate.

Of course, he had sympathy, but that came second to his nature—his hunger for the world's beauties was unmatched. With monstrous strength, David picked Vivian up and gently placed her on the bed.

What's happening why can't I think straight, are we really going to have.... sex?

Vivian's mind raced, a whirlwind of emotions and sensations. This was uncharted territory, a forbidden realm she'd never dared to explore. The young master, of all people! The world seemed to tilt on its axis as David, with a swift, predatory grace, closed the distance between them.

Desire, a ravenous beast, consumed them both. For her, it was a terrifying plunge into the unknown. For him, it was a conquest of both body and soul.

"Young master..." Vivian's voice was a mere whisper, her eyes wide with surprise and trepidation.

David, kneeling at the bed's edge, gently lifted her leg, the soft fabric of her dress pooling at her waist, revealing her red undergarments that seemed to be wet. In that intimate moment, the formal barrier between them began to crumble.

"It's David," he corrected softly, his voice carrying a promise of something more. With a tender kiss to her pale skin, he initiated a journey beyond the confines of their roles.

Vivian began to squirm under David's light kisses on her thighs. He trailed his way down to her garments, leaving bite marks along the way, reaching his destination that separated him from her puffed lips.He pressed his nose against them as a scent so unadulterated and intoxicating invaded his nostrils.

Reality crashed over Vivian as she realized their position. "Young...David," she corrected hastily, the familiar formality jarring in this intimate moment. Yet, with it came a strange sense of liberation.

"You cant be down their, its dirty," she protested, her voice a fragile whisper. His response was swift and unwavering, "anything that is a part of your body does not bother me," David shot back.

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Vivian felt her heart stop at his words, her mind becoming hazy and her breath ragged. But still, how could David rub his face down there? Never in her life had she heard of such a thing during intimacy. Ignoring her turmoil, David parted her legs and proceeded to use his tongue to caress the top of her lower lips. Vivian felt her knees shake and her cave tremble.

"David... Ah," Vivian moaned out loudly, the pleasure she felt increasing by the minute as David used his tongue to slowly tease her fluffy pussy under her undergarments.

Using her hand to clutch onto David's head, she felt a buildup of pressure within her. "Something's coming... stop," she pleaded, unaware of what was happening, but David was relentless with his assault. With the final push, David stuck out his tongue and slightly pushed it into her cave, coming in contact with her clit.

A wave of pleasure washed over Vivian, an unfamiliar tide that carried her away to a distant shore. Her body hummed with a sensation she'd never experienced, a warmth that spread like wildfire, igniting a spark of ecstasy within her soul. It was a dizzying ascent, a flight on gossamer wings, as her senses were overwhelmed by a symphony of sensations. She held David's head tightly as her juices came out and soiled her garments.

"Hngh-."

Her moans spread to all the for corners of the room as her legs uncontrollably shaked from the immense pleasure.

Releasing her grip on David, her hands fell limp from the minor orgasm she had just experienced. She had never felt anything like that in her life, and at the moment, her mind was in the clouds, a silly smile plastered on her face. Satisfied with his work, David lifted both her legs to remove her last line of defense. He pulled her closer and placed her legs on his shoulders.

"Did you enjoy that?" David spoke in a gentle, husky voice, bringing Vivian's attention back. But before she could answer, David traced his hand on her belly as he made his way to her clit, covered by the lips of her cave.

"Ahhn—" She couldn't resist his touch as her fluids flowed out.

"Then, why don't we move on to the main event," David declared. He maneuvered his way and pulled his pants off, letting his meat rest on her lips. Vivian, unable to see him properly, felt something hot touch her. Her pussy trembled again as she nervously anticipated what was going to happen next.

From Vivian's behavior, David concluded that she was a virgin. He would gently penetrate her and at least give her the best time of her life.

Covering his raw dick in her liquids, David aligned it with her cave. He slightly leaned in and gripped her breast, gently massaging it.

"It's going to hurt, okay?" David whispered as he cautioned her. Vivian, understanding his words, gazed deep into his sapphire eyes.

"I can handle it," she assured him, her voice steady and resolved, but at that moment, she wished for nothing more than for David to take her.

David, meeting her gaze, smiled back and pushed the tip of his rod inside. Vivian could feel her insides being filled up by something extremely hot. She gripped the sheets as she awaited the painful assault from his sword.

David stopped as he felt the resistance of her hymen. Suddenly, pushing his rod inside, he could feel it tear, but before the pain could register in Vivian's mind, a window appeared before David, declaring, "[Conditions have been met]."

["Due to Sacred Essence Cultivation, Euphoric Shroud has been used on the target."] Worried about Vivian, David expanded the trait, reading it hastily, wondering why the system had not asked permission to use the trait on her.

[Description: A mystical trait that envelops the body of a woman in a soothing, ethereal aura during her first intimate experience. This aura gently dulls any pain, replacing it with a warm, calming sensation that eases the mind and body. The skill not only nullifies physical discomfort but also enhances emotional connection, allowing both partners to share a deeply intimate and harmonious experience.]

Breathing out in relief, David calmed his nerves. It seemed Sacred Essence Cultivation was an enigma that David had to look into carefully to avoid being taken by surprise again if it had more hidden traits. Before he got sidetracked, Vivian spoke up, "You can move now, it doesn't hurt at all," she assured him, unaware that David's skill had intervened. Pushing those thoughts aside, David thrust his rod inside her. Vivian felt the full length of his impaler; she had thought the experience would be extremely painful, but to her surprise, it wasn't.

David wondered how far he could push his skill as he increased his speed. Vivian's pussy continued to leak as her insides gripped David; he could feel the pressure building up, but he wanted to take his time and explore Vivian's cave even more.

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the room as Vivian's moans grew even wilder. Feeling he was at his limit, David released his cum deep inside her, her back arching as she felt his seed paint her walls white. David placed her legs down and lay beside her.

"Ahhn—"

He turned around and embraced her from behind. He wrapped his arms around her, his breath brushed against Vivian's ear, sending a shiver down her spine as his voice, low and sultry, filled the room. "You know I'm still not done," he murmured, the words laced with a teasing promise. Vivian, exhausted yet yearning, felt her heart skip a beat, her body betraying her with a subtle tremble.

She closed her eyes, leaning back into his embrace, the warmth of his chest pressing against her back, and accepted her fate with a sigh that was more invitation than resignation. His hands traced lazy patterns across her skin, reigniting the embers of desire that still smoldered within her.

David's lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear, his kisses soft yet insistent, as he continued to whisper, "The night is still young, my love." With each word, Vivian's pulse quickened, her exhaustion melting away, replaced by a renewed hunger for him.

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