I Slipped Into Another World And Became This Demonic Guy’s Pet - Chapter 85

Forced into using that ability without having the proper cultivation by Xianmei, Nastasia’s body was extremely exhausted. As a drawback to using it, one dream after another, containing past memories passed through her subconscious mind. They alternated between memories of her childhood, the moment she was trapped and violated, and her moments with Li Yu Rong.

So when her consciousness roused and she woke, though to an unfamiliar place dimly lit by candlelight, she thought she was still dreaming.

After all, Li Yu Rong was beside her, the pads of his fingers making a gentle trail down her cheek as he usually did. The expression twisting his visage into a hateful sneer fell past her notice. Nastasia was only concerned with the fact that he was here.

Although she stiffened and shied away from Hui Se Ying’s touch, as it made her think of that man, there were no such feelings for the gentleness that danced across her cheek. A bold bravery crept into her as she grabbed his had and pulled him forward.

This was a dream, after all, so it didn’t matter what she did here.

That man’s shadow was haunting her even here and it made her feel sick. Although he had been stopped before going all the way, being made helpless and forced to endure unwanted touches was rather damaging. She feared that after she woke, everything would prove to be a dream and that she had never been rescued.

As she thought back to what happened, it made her think: ‘If there’s a possibility to be taken against my will, then I’d rather have my first time with someone I care for.’ Even though this crossed her mind, she doubted she would have the courage to ask it of him while awake.

But this was a dream.

It didn’t matter what she did here as it wouldn’t affect anything.

So, as she pulled Li Yu Rong’s wrist she rose up and planted her lips against his. In a dream, it was easy to toss aside everything that tied her down. It was easy to give in to her suppressed feelings. After going through something so scary, she wanted comfort.

Though it was a dream, she couldn’t help feeling that if her innocence was going to be taken from her, she would rather give it to Li Yu Rong. So, secured with a courage that was born from that rationalization that none of it was real, Nastasia pressed her mouth against his and then boldly licked at his bottom lip.

Pulling it into her mouth, she began nibbling on the soft plump flesh.

However, the very real Li Yu Rong felt his every function grind to halt with her abrupt amorous affections. Asya’s arms wound around his neck and pulled him to her as her tongue forcefully invaded his mouth.

The softness beneath him and the sweetness on his tongue hitched his breath and he suddenly forgot how to breathe normally. It was after a moment of disbelief while being showered with her ministrations that Li Yu Rong suddenly got his wits back under the suffering fire Asya provoked in him.

He opened his mouth and took control. The emotions he’d been suppressing surged forth like an uncontrollable tsunami. Lips and tongue moved against her like savoring a craving that couldn’t be quenched.

Soon enough her breathing was a mess and Nastasia, who was still under the impression she was living a vivid dream, felt a mounting need burn at her core. Though it was something no one else had ever invoked in her before, she understood what she wanted.

It was the same thing she had begun to feel that night before she pulled back from him out of fear. Her arms attempted to pull him closer as she managed to free her mouth from his aggressive onslaught.

As Asya pulled away, Li Yu Rong thought she was trying to escape again. He was torn because he honestly didn’t think he could muster the strength to let her run again.

However, her little mouth turned and trailed messy kisses mixed with choppy breaths to his ear. “Want…” she mumbled, “I want you.” These words, giving in to her desires, she never would have been able to do them were it not a dream.

Li Yu Rong’s gaze intensified with the breathy utterance, his ruby-red eye gleaming under the sheer hunger it roused in his every part. Pinching her chin between his forefinger and thumb, he brought her lips back to his to engage in another impassioned battle.

His free hand traveled downward, pulling the sash that held her robe loose and exposed her warmed flesh to the cold air. Asya’s back arched as she gasped into his mouth from the sensation. It was such a vivid dream that she couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like should they be doing this for real.

As he pulled back to look at her, taking in her dazed appearance, his gentle expression turned a little vicious. Her delicate white flesh was marred with countless reddish-blue splotches.

They were an eye-sore.

A possessiveness rose up in him as his slender fingertips trailed from the bite on her neck, her collarbone, and then slid downward. Leaning forward, he started at the neck before sliding down, changing each mark into his own possessions.

His teeth scrapped and nipped. His tongue moved to sooth her flesh as he sucked, leaving behind new strawberry marks along with the ones he took over.

Asya’s breath was erratic as she shifted beneath him. When he came to the lacy material keeping her breasts from him, rather than figure out how to remove it, he exerted a bit of strength to rip the small amount of fabric that connected it at the front.

He could feel her convulse gently as he attacked her chest, her answering moans kept him eager to continue on. To please her. A hand slid along her leg, traveling beneath her skirts to feel the moist wetness between her legs.

Rising up to kiss her lips again, deeper than before, he swallowed all the sounds of pleasure the came tumbling out. His kiss turned fierce as he felt her little tongue desperately attack him back. Without breaking away he removed the sash holding his robes together, however, to quickly remove her skirt and the robe from his body he had to let her go.

As their naked flesh came together, they shivered from the contact. Nastasia felt a pinching pain and her brows drew down as she tried to get used to him. At the same time, the pain made her come to a startling realization.

This wasn’t a dream.

Before she could panic, her breath had been stolen from her and her wits were unhinged by pleasure as he began to move against her.

Li Yu Rong, on the other hand, didn’t pause so that she could adjust to him. He wasn’t aware that a virgin girl would feel pain for her first time. This part had never been told to him. Rather, when he felt her warmth encompass him, he was made to feel that this was real.

He wasn’t dreaming.

The woman he wanted, the woman he had been desiring, was finally his.

Choked with emotion, he began moving slowly and gently. Almost as if he were trying cradle a precious treasure. An odd feeling began to encompass him, dragging along his body wave after wave.

His breathing fell in panting gasps, in total disarray. Hers was a charming feminine mewl, chaotic as it spoke about the waves of pleasure that swept her away. Despite this was their first time doing this together, they moved with perfect synchrony, able to feel out what the other wanted without having to speak so many words.

Although they seemed to have forgotten, despite the gentle and cold breeze that blew in from the swaying tent flaps, this intense exercise was taking place in a tent. Though it was at the edge of the caravan, the material was thin and their sounds of ecstasy carried clear across the campgrounds, stunning and shocking everyone that heard it.

Well, not everyone.

Hui Se Ying couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear as the indecent sounds drifted over, quite clearly, to the tent he shared with both Paoxiao and Lu Se Ying. Though he hadn’t had a chance to go through his whole list of schemes to break Nastasia down and get them together, he was happy.

His master was finally able to get the girl and have his good thing.