Manipulative Harem God

"Haha..."

Zhang Wei's descent down the stairs was halted by an unexpected sound – the light, rhythmic laughter emanating from the living room. It was a pleasant melody in the quiet house, piquing his curiosity.

As he rounded the corner, he saw Xiong Rui engrossed in a drama on the television, her laughter unfettered and genuine. She was sitting comfortably on the floor, her back resting against the couch, completely absorbed in the world on the screen.

"Brother-in-law?" she exclaimed, surprised, as she turned and noticed Zhang Wei. Her face, moments ago lit up with amusement, now wore a slightly flustered expression. "I'll go prepare lunch," she said quickly, averting her eyes and moving to stand up.

But before she could rise, Zhang Wei reached out, his hand gently clasping hers. "No need," he said softly, his voice firm yet kind, as he lowered himself to the floor beside her.

Xiong Rui looked at him, her expression a mix of confusion and surprise. Her frown deepened as Zhang Wei didn't just sit next to her, but positioned her between his legs, his arms encircling her waist in a casual yet intimate embrace.

The sudden closeness, the warmth of his body, and the firmness of his hold sent a whirlwind of emotions through Xiong Rui. She found herself caught between the desire to pull away and the strange comfort his presence offered.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her heart pounding with a mix of apprehension and an inexplicable thrill.

Zhang Wei's response was a gentle chuckle, his breath warm against her ear. "Just watching the drama with you," he said nonchalantly, as if their proximity was the most natural thing in the world.

Xiong Rui's mind raced, her thoughts a tangle of questions and emotions. She was acutely aware of every point where their bodies touched, the sensation both unsettling and oddly reassuring.

Xiong Rui's words were a blend of a threat and a plea, her voice shaky but resolute. "I would tell sister about this..." It was her attempt to regain some control over the situation, to draw a line that Zhang Wei was boldly crossing.

Zhang Wei's reaction, however, was not one of concern. Instead, he chuckled lightly, the sound resonating in the quiet room. "Oh, really?"

Leaning forward, he placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck. The unexpected intimacy of his lips against her skin sent a jolt through Xiong Rui, her entire body trembling in response.

The kiss, fleeting as it was, left a lingering sensation that spread like wildfire, igniting a turmoil of emotions within her. Her resolve wavered under the weight of his touch, her mind clouded with a confusing mix of fear, indignation, and an unfamiliar longing.

Her heart pounded in her chest, her thoughts racing. 'This is wrong, he's Mei's... he shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be allowing it.' But as much as she tried to reason with herself, the warmth of his body behind her, the gentle strength of his arms around her waist, made it hard to think clearly.

Zhang Wei continued to trail his lips along the back of her neck and down her shoulders, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

In a soft whisper, he asked, "Do you think Meimei would believe you?"

!!

His question, causing a thunderous storm to brew in Xiong Rui's mind.

But in that very moment, Zhang Wei's hands stealthily ventured upwards, slipping inside her dress to rest upon her warm abdomen.

The contact made her squirm uncomfortably, and she couldn't help but plead, "Brother-in-law... Please, stop..."

A wicked smirk adorned Zhang Wei's face as he turned her face towards him, showcasing a menacing smile.

Xiong Rui's eyes welled up with mist as she gazed at him, silently begging for mercy. Her lips, tinged with an enticing allure, captured Zhang Wei's attention.

Succumbing to the forbidden desire, he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips with his own.

!!

Xiong Rui stood frozen, a surge of shock coursing through his body. This was the second time he had dared to cross this line. His trembling hands rose, tentatively pressing against her bare breasts.

The sheer audacity of his actions left her breathless, especially since she was only clad in a thick sweater and a casual loose top, with nothing else underneath.

As the kiss deepened, Xiong Rui's mind seemed to descend into darkness. Zhang Wei's hands grew more brazen, pinching and rubbing her sensitive nipple. A heartbreaking thought echoed in Xiong Rui's mind, "Sister... I don't want to do this."

Tears welled up in her eyes as his advance grew more emboldened. His face traveled from her lips down to her shoulders, his warm breath caressing the nape of her neck. His skilled hands continued to stimulate her, awakening sensations she both desired and despised.

Her gasps for air grew labored as her resistance waned. She had lost all control, helpless to deny the overwhelming force that propelled her toward the edge.

And in one swift movement, he pushed her down. Panic surged, washing over her like a tidal wave, causing her face to drain of color.

"Brother-in-law, please stop!" She rushed forward, desperation in her eyes, as she frantically attempted to push his intrusive hands away from her.

Despite her efforts, Zhang Wei remained unresponsive, determined to have his way.

With an unsettling forcefulness, he pulled up her sweater, baring her flawless, delicately curved breasts that glistened in their whiteness.

While not particularly large in size, her breasts held a mesmerizing allure, enhanced by a light pink hue that lent them an irresistibly cute charm.

Almost against her own volition, Xiong Rui's body betrayed her as she felt a mix of strange sensations coursing through her.

A shiver of dread and anticipation washed over her as Zhang Wei's hungry lips encircled her pert nipples, his tongue eagerly exploring.

"Please, I beg you, stop!" Xiong Rui's voice trembled, her pleas echoing through the room as she desperately continued to push against him.

However, her pleas fell on deaf ears as Zhang Wei, undeterred and consumed by his own desires, unleashed a relentless assault on her chest.

Each flick of his tongue against her sensitive skin sent a chilling wave of terror and goosebumps cascading down her body, intensifying her distress.