Manipulative Harem God



Xiong Mei, "Then I-I will follow your instructions."

An internal voice questioned her own hesitation. 'I have already surrendered everything to him. What more is there to fear?'

Yet, as Zhang Wei voiced his initial demand, her wavering confidence shattered like fragile glass.

"Kiss me."

Xiong Mei's world seemed to freeze for a moment as she processed the unexpected request.

"What!?" Her response was a mix of surprise and disbelief, her voice carrying a hint of incredulity.

Zhang Wei repeated his words, his gaze unwavering. "Start by kissing me."

The situation seemed surreal to Xiong Mei, her mind struggling to comprehend his words. "You... you want me to kiss you?" Her words wavered as she turned to meet his eyes, water from her dripping eyelashes distorting her vision.

Zhang Wei's gaze held a certain intensity as he affirmed her question with a nod. "Why, don't you want to? If that's the case, we can—"

"No need," Xiong Mei cut him off abruptly, her decisive response causing a satisfied smile to curve on Zhang Wei's lips.

'Just a kiss, isn't it?' Xiong Mei's mind rationalized the situation. Yet, as his gaze lingered on her, the simplicity of the act seemed to transform into something more complex. A flicker of hesitation danced across her features, her internal struggle evident.

'Why is my heart racing?' The thought crossed her mind, a trace of worry shadowing her features.

Suddenly, her heartbeat seemed to drown out all other sounds, a loud and rapid rhythm that resonated within her, making her almost numb to everything else around her.

*Tick...*

With a mix of anticipation and uncertainty, Xiong Mei found herself standing on her tiptoes.

She pressed a slight peck against his lips, her movements cautious and hesitant.

But before she could fully comprehend the situation, Zhang Wei's grip on her waist tightened.

In an almost instinctive response, Xiong Mei understood his intentions, and their restrained kiss erupted into something more unrestrained.

*Gulp...*

*Gulp...*

The sound of continuous swallowing seemed to permeate the air as their kiss continued like passionate lovers. Water mixed with saliva slipped down their throats as they remained locked in their embrace.

In the midst of it all, Xiong Mei felt an unusual sense of calmness settling over her, her heartbeat also turning back to normal.

As Zhang Wei loosened his grip, she reluctantly pulled away, releasing a contented "hmm..." from her parted lips.

A radiant, beautiful yet faint smile graced her face, unbeknownst to her, a subtle blush adorned her cheeks.

However, the tranquil moment was disrupted by Zhang Wei's unexpected request. "Lick it."

"!?" Xiong Mei's mind felt like it had been jolted as if by an electric current. Zhang Wei's thumb rubbed against her lips, his intent clearly reflecting in his playful eyes.

It was as if he was pushing boundaries, though her exhaustion held her back from thinking too deeply about it.

Her racing heart only slowed slightly at the realization that the situation could have been far more audacious.

Meeting his gaze, her own eyes reflected the mix of emotions she was experiencing, and her calm breaths betrayed her nervousness.

In the silent struggle within her mind, Xiong Mei finally gave in. Her lips parted, allowing his thumb to slip inside, a warmth enveloping it.

With a tentative, weak motion, she began to lick his thumb, her tongue moving in a slow, almost hesitant manner, caressing against his skin.

"Hmm?"

Zhang Wei's sudden action caught her off guard. He guided both her hands, placing them around his wrist, effectively making her hold onto the hand she was currently tending to.

The implications of his gesture weren't lost on her. It was as if he wanted her to suck on his thumb like a baby.

The deep shade of red that had tinged her cheeks now intensified, her embarrassment evident.

Closing her eyes, she couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze anymore.

Instead, with a mixture of shyness and obedience, she clung to his wrist with both hands, her lips and tongue continuing to attend to his thumb.

Zhang Wei's eyes remained fixed on her, filled with amusement, as his free hand boldly slid behind her, tracing the gap that separated her buttocks.

With a confident grip, he gave them a firm squeeze, causing a rush of sensations to surge through her body.

"Mmm...."

Lost in the moment, Xiong Mei emitted a soft humming sound, completely engrossed in pleasuring him. 

Her mouth skillfully encompassed him, and her tongue eagerly explored his other two fingers as they entered her mouth.

Simultaneously, his expert fingers traced between her folds, delicately caressing her vagina, igniting a fire of desire within her.

Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers from her mouth, surprising Xiong Mei, who gazed at him with a puzzled expression, silently seeking answers.

Before she could comprehend, he pulled her in tightly, his grip securing her waist, causing her breasts to press against his chest.

The intimate contact made Xiong Mei blush, feeling slightly bashful in her heart. 

"Ooh..."

In an instant, Xiong Mei's voice escaped her lips, filled with startlement as she became keenly aware of his sinister plan.

Yet, she found herself incapable of pleading any longer, overwhelmed by the immense pleasure coursing through her body.

Her moans grew louder, echoing in the room, until her voice reached a hoarse rasp.

"Ahhhhnnn~"

His finger moved with unwavering intensity, rubbing vigorously across her delicate folds.

Suddenly, his motion shifted, and he plunged two fingers deep inside her, vigorously fingering her with a intensity that bordered on violence.

As he did, a fresh wave of warmth enveloped his fingers, igniting a new sensation within him.

Xiong Mei's mouth hung wide open, her gasps and moans escaping into the air, as her eyes lifted to trace the intricate patterns on the ceiling.

Her body leaned heavily against him, allowing herself to surrender completely to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins.

"Ahhhhhnnnnnnn!"

All of a sudden, her body twisted and contorted in discomfort.

A surge of warm liquid cascaded across her legs, its temperature contrasting sharply with the water surrounding them. It was an unexpected release, as if a floodgate had been opened.

'I-I squirted!?' The realization struck Xiong Mei like a bolt of lightning, intensifying her shame.

And still, Zhang Wei continued to skillfully finger her, guiding her through waves of ecstasy, until she eventually collapsed softly against his body, her legs trembling continuously. 

"Oops, you're dirty again. It seems like we'll have to wash you once more..." he announced, but his words were met with a silent hum.

"Mm..." Xiong Mei's body gently leaned against him, no longer able to meet his gaze.

She surrendered herself to his teasing and playful exploration of her body, allowing him to lick her breasts and cleanse her intimate areas with his soapy hands, unrestrained. 

Only small moans escaped her lips, while her face remained expressionless like that of a doll.

She seemed to have comprehended something new today!

A foolish smile held over her face.

The sound of dripping water gradually faded into the background, replaced by the symphony of their synchronized breathing.

It was a melody as timeless as the universe itself, resonating in the intimate confines of the moment they shared.