Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 58 *Into the Shower (2)*

Leng Yan's heart raced as Zhang Wei's lips moved down her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

The sound of the water falling from the showerhead filled the small bathroom, drowning out the sound of her own labored breaths.

Her hands fisted in his hair as his kisses became more urgent, more demanding.

She felt a flush spread across her skin, and she couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

As the water continued to cascade over them, Leng Yan pressed herself against the cool tiles of the shower wall.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her chest, and she opened her eyes in surprise.

The hand was cold, and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"Ahn~"

He hungrily cupped her ample breasts, marveling at their softness and weight.

A deep moan of pleasure escaped her lips as he squeezed and kneaded them, sending shivers of delight coursing through her body.

Though a niggling thought about why it had to be Zhang Wei flitted through her mind, it was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming sensations he was evoking in her.

Zhang Wei's eyes gleamed with lust as he gazed upon her pert, polished nipples.

His mouth watered at the sight, and he couldn't resist the urge to lick his lips in anticipation.

Slowly, he lowered his head towards her breast, his tongue snaking out to tease her nipple.

With each flick and stroke, she moaned louder, her body writhing beneath him.

He savored the taste and texture of her flesh, tracing every curve and contour with his skilled tongue.

The pleasure was almost unbearable, and she found herself arching her back, desperate for more.

Leng Yan was lost in the pleasure when a sudden, searing pain shot through her nipple, causing her to gasp and open her eyes wide in surprise.

"Wa-Wait! Do-don't bite!" she tried to push Zhang Wei away, but his frown and commanding glare silenced her.

Leng Yan's face contorted in agony as Zhang Wei roughly played with her nipple, causing her to feel helpless and despairing.

His teeth biting onto her flesh, while his other hand roughly pinched her breast.

The earlier feeling of pleasure was now replaced with a sense of violation and utter disrespect.

It was as if Zhang Wei only cared about himself, not for her in the least.

Her eyes were misty with tears that pooled and spilled over her cheeks, leaving salty trails in their wake.

Even if a woman despises a man to the very depths of her being and is indifferent to his actions, the sensation of being used as a mere object during sexual activity is an excruciating setback that can leave deep emotional scars and trauma.

Zhang Wei's fingers were growing tired of her breasts; they yearned for something more exciting.

His gaze drifted down to the center of her thighs, where he noticed that she was beginning to grow wet with desire.

His hand slowly made its way down her body, his fingers tracing delicate patterns across her abdomen before finally reaching her most intimate parts.

Zhang Wei's eyes closed, a deep, satisfied sigh escaping his lips as he felt the softness of her folds.

He explored her depths, gently caressing and teasing her with his fingers, enjoying the way she writhed and moaned beneath him.

The scent of her desire filled his nostrils, driving him wild with lust.

With his fingers still buried deep inside her, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin, "Do you like it?"

Leng Yan's cheeks flushed with shame as she closed her eyes tightly and spat, "You are scum!"

She could feel his hand tightening on her thigh, the pressure almost too much to bear.

If anything, he appeared like a mad serial killer at the moment, his eyes dark with hunger as he savored his prey.

Leng Yan couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear run down her spine.

Her eyes were still closed, but they fluttered open when she felt her leg moving.

Zhang Wei raised her legs and placed them on the wall, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched her squirm.

Leng Yan became even more flustered, her eyes shaking nervously as she saw his throbbing dick near her vagina.

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire.

Zhang Wei's hands roamed over Leng Yan's body, teasing her with his touch as he positioned himself between her legs.

He didn't rush for direct entry, instead, he first teased her by rubbing his hard member against her wet pussy.

At first, Leng Yan's nerves were on edge, but soon her anxiety gave way to annoyance and anger.

Her frustration etched on her face, Leng Yan demanded, "How long are you going to mess around like this?"

Zhang Wei chuckled, his eyes glinting mischievously. "I was just waiting for you, my dear," he replied smoothly. "But please keep your voice down, your mother might hear you screaming."

He then slowly slid his dick in, inch by inch, savoring the way Leng Yan's body responded to him.

Just as the tip entered, Leng Yan's reaction was visceral.

Her eyes widened with horror, and she gasped in disbelief, "Mei can hear it!?"

It was only then that Leng Yan noticed her bathroom door was ajar, and she estimated that Zhang Wei must have left her bedroom door open too.

The realization of how exposed they were made her heart race with fear.

A sense of frustration welled up inside Leng Yan as she lay there, unable to move.

But before she could even express it, a sharp grunt escaped from her lips.

"Ugh!"

She glanced down and winced in pain as she saw Zhang Wei's dick completely inside her, with a few drops of blood trickling down her vagina.

Her expression turned bitter, but Zhang Wei's mood had already improved.

He realized that getting to Leng Mei was going to be a cakewalk.

After all, he had her daughter hostage.

What did he have to fear?

With a satisfied laugh, he moved his hips, pulling out of her slowly, feeling her walls contract around his dick, giving him a sense of immense pleasure.

'The feeling of fucking a virgin can't be underestimated,' he muttered to himself in satisfaction, savoring the tightness of her vagina.

Leng Yan's body was a battleground of sensations as the pleasure and pain surged through her.

She closed her eyes tightly and bit down on her lip so hard it was almost bleeding.

Zhang's waist began to move in a torturous rhythm that made her entire body shudder with anticipation.

Every nerve ending in her body was on fire, and she was struggling to hold on to her sanity.

Her lips parted, and she let out a guttural moan, "Ahn~ please wait! Let me close the doorahh.." Her voice was filled with an urgent need for privacy that only made her more aroused.

Zhang's laughter filled the air, a sound that mingled with the wet, sensual noises of their bodies moving together.

With a firm grip on her hips, he effortlessly lifted her up and held her tightly against him.

Leng Yan could feel his muscular body pressed against hers, his breath hot on her neck, as she coiled her legs around his waist in surprise.

Her heart was pounding in her chest as she surrendered herself to his embrace.

As he began to move, shaking his waist in a rhythmic motion, Leng Yan's body writhed beneath him, her hands instinctively clutching at his broad shoulders.

Her back was pressed against the cool tiles of the wall, providing a sharp contrast to the heat emanating from their bodies.

The sound of their flesh colliding echoed throughout the room, accompanied by Leng Yan's passionate moans.

Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, building to a crescendo that threatened to overwhelm her.

*Pah!*

*Pah!*

*Pah!*

The sound of their bodies coming together was like thunder, a primal expression of their desire that filled the air.

With each passing moment, Leng Yan felt herself getting lost in the sensation, her body responding to his touch with increasing intensity.

Her moans grew louder and more urgent, punctuating each thrust with a cry of ecstasy.

"Mngh..... Ahhhnn~" she gasped, as he thrust deeper inside her.

He grunted in response, his movements becoming more urgent as he felt her body begin to tighten around him.

The heat between them was almost unbearable, driving them both to the brink of release.

Leng Yan's body was completely filled with his dick, her insides gripping him tightly as he moved in and out of her.

She could feel every inch of him, as if there was not a single place for her to breathe.

The sensation was overwhelming, driving her to the brink of madness.

With each thrust, the squishy sound of his dick moving inside of her echoed through the room, sending shivers down her spine.

The combination of his movements and her own moans only served to heighten her arousal, bringing her to an inexplicable limit.

Finally, her body couldn't take it anymore. It shuddered, wracked with pleasure as she let out a loud moan.

At the same time, Zhang Wei grunted, his essence filling her insides, marking her as his own.

Leng Yan's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked down at herself, seeing a mixture of sperm and blood dripping down her legs and vagina.

The shock and pain were evident on her face as she muttered in a trembling voice, "Inside?"

Zhang Wei laughed, his forehead covered in sweat. "Yes, any problem?" he asked, his tone filled with amusement.

Leng Yan hissed in pain as he suddenly pulled out of her, leaving her legs feeling cramped.

Before she could recover, he caught her again and lifted her onto his shoulders like a ragged baggage, carrying her out of the room for the rest of his actions.

Leng Yan's expression was one of helplessness as she felt her mood turning bitter with every passing moment.

The last thing she wanted right now was to carry a child, especially if it belonged to someone like Zhang Wei.

Regret and despair filled her mind as she realized the consequences of her actions.

Throughout the night, Zhang Wei treated her like a slave, tossing her around in her own room and depriving her of sleep.

Leng Yan's body ached with exhaustion, but she knew that she had no choice but to endure it.