Manipulative Harem God

Each moment left her breathless and drained, her feeble attempts to push him away growing weaker and weaker until her trembling hands could offer no resistance.

"Haaaa... Haaa... W-wei..."

She spoke with ragged breath as he continued to passionately suck on her neck. His hand trailed down, caressing and exploring the sensitive flesh of her thighs. The only barrier between them was the layers of fabric.

His lips left a trail of red marks and passionate hickeys all over her neck and exposed shoulders. Chen Yulan fought against the overwhelming sensations, occasionally summoning her strength to grab his shoulders and push him away. But his body remained like an immovable force, keeping her pressed down beneath him.

After what felt like an eternity of torment, Zhang Wei lay sprawled on top of her, his ears pressed against her chest, greedily absorbing the sound of her panicked heartbeat. Chen Yulan lay there, her eyes helpless, concealing the burning fury within her.

"You know... You look beautiful...but," Zhang Wei suddenly whispered, his head rising as his gaze captivated her fluttering eyelashes, a sly smile playing on his lips. "But... You would look even better without these clothes..." His fingers danced rhythmically over her chest, heightening the tension in the air.

"Y-You have gone mad!" Chen Yulan's eyes widened at his audacious declaration.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Wei burst into laughter, leaning forward and gently planting a lingering kiss on her lips. Then, his voice turned ominously soft as he whispered against her ear, "Wanna know a secret?... I... Am... Mad," he announced, sending another shiver down Chen Yulan's spine.

Tear!

At that precise moment, a thunderous ripping sound reverberated through the room, causing her head to snap up in shock and horror.

Her eyes darted downwards, only to be met with the ghastly sight of her clothes cruelly sliced from the center all the way down to the bottom.

"..."

Zhang Wei had torn them mercilessly, flinging them away like discarded refuse, leaving her stark naked.

No bra, no panties. They had vanished, leaving her completely exposed and naked.

The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning, leaving her dumbfounded and blinking before her gaze settled on him, accompanied by a horrified expression. "Y-You!?" she stuttered.

Zhang Wei arched an eyebrow, his expression playful. "I am amazing, right?" he chuckled, reveling in the chaos he had caused.

An unfathomable bitterness surged within Chen Yulan, compelling her to tightly press her lips together, rendering her speechless in the wake of his provocation.

The clothes he had destroyed belonged to her deceased mother, cherished mementos from a bygone era.

"Hm?" Zhang Wei, oblivious to her inner turmoil, furrowed his brow in confusion as to her sudden silence.

Ignoring her anguish, his gaze now roamed over her sculpted figure.

Despite her body type, her breasts were unexpectedly ample, fitting perfectly in his hands — tight, firm, and beautifully adorned with a delicate, light pink nipples.

They remained untouched and pure.

Her ivory-white skin was as soft as silk, eagerly awaiting his touch. As his hands made contact with her breasts, her skin flushed crimson in response, the sensation igniting a fire within her.

His fingers kneaded them with purpose, exerting a considerable amount of pressure.

!!

Chen Yulan's neck flushed, and she jolted awake, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced at him one last time, her eyes filled with both fear and sadness. "Wei..." Her voice quivered as she looked at him, her breasts now the sole focus of his gaze.

In a desperate plea, she softly begged, "Wei... Stop it, please." Tears welled up in her eyes, her hands trembling as she rested them over his head, desperately trying to push him away.

Her body tingled with a mix of anticipation and discomfort as he aggressively sucked on her nipples.

She felt her thighs clench tightly, a protective barrier against the cold air that grazed against her legs and intimate regions.

Her toes rubbed against each other nervously, a physical manifestation of her inner turmoil. "Wei, you are not like this. Please wake up," she pleaded, her voice filled with a flicker of hope.

However, her hopes were quickly shattered as Zhang Wei's face suddenly lifted to meet her gaze.

Her breath caught in her throat as she locked eyes with him, his captivating gaze piercing through her.

Yet, it was not his eyes that stunned her.

It was the lucidity within them, a clarity that indicated he was fully conscious, despite the chaos surrounding them. The realization stung her deeply, a painful reminder of the man he once was.

"Mnhnn!"

A sharp jolt of pain shot through her heart as he bit down on her tender nipples, his hand daringly venturing between her closed thighs.

As she squirmed and twisted, her body screaming with discomfort, his hand slid between her thighs.

Gently, he teased against her clit before venturing further down.

Despite her desperate attempts to halt him, she tightly pressed his thighs.

Yet, Zhang Wei's determined fingers breached her sacred region, softly caressing her delicate folds.

It was a delicate space, a small aperture nestled within the crimson confines—a sacred, untouched place.

"Zhang Wei... Stop... Or I would rather take my own life..." Her threats poured forth ceaselessly, but Zhang Wei responded with cruel laughter.

Discarding his remaining clothes, his pulsating member came into view.

Her eyes froze, filled with a mixture of terror and helplessness.

Desperately, she pressed her hands against the mattress, yearning to propel herself away.

But he, crouching near her legs, used his brute strength to keep them apart.

"Aha... Just look at it," he spoke, running his thumbs along her folds, and then pressing the throbbing tip of his enlarged manhood against her wet entrance.

His merciless touch rubbed through the slickness.

He brought his thumb near her lips, gently tracing its moistness. "Why don't you taste yourself?" he proposed wickedly, a grin curling upon his mouth.

"You!?" Chen Yulan's lips opened in utter speechlessness. Zhang Wei seized the moment and pressed his lips against hers, simultaneously venturing further inside her, his tip teasing the entrance of her vagina, lingering just before piercing her delicate hymen.

!!

An overwhelming sensation flooded Chen Yulan as she felt something penetrate her deepest core.

Her eyes welled up with tears from the sharp pain and overwhelming sorrow.

Like a beast, Zhang Wei licked over her lips, his kisses forceful and desperate.

"Ugh!"

In an instant, she released a pained grunt, her expression contorted with a painful look as he finally breached her hymen. A crimson gush of blood escaped from her violated cavern, staining the pristine sheets a delicate shade of red.

The suffocating pain overwhelmed her, and her eyes rolled back momentarily in a momentary blackout of sensation.

In that very moment, she felt as though her life were slipping away.

Her hands tightly clenched the mattress, the fabric desperately trying to absorb her sorrow.

Her body convulsed with heart-wrenching sobs, each breath a struggle for air.

"uu...sob.. w-why..." Her words stumbled and stuttered through her tear-streaked face, intertwining with the relentless hammering of her heart.

The crushing realization suddenly engulfed her - her maidenhood cruely snatched away by the very man she once held closest, shattering her trust and breaking her soul.

Zhang Wei, consumed by uncontrollable desire, continued to ravish her trembling lips, heedless of the two streams of tears streaking down her face, mingling with the tears of anguish.

Pakh!

Pakh!

Pakh!

His waist shook violently as he thrust himself deep inside her. Her vagina clung tight and unyielding, sending waves of suffocating pleasure that overwhelmed his senses.

The muffled sounds of their flesh beating against each other mingled with her sobbing and crying, a painful symphony drowned out by the raging music.

He showed no mercy, relentlessly pounding her even after filling her with his essence. Again and again, he surged forward, their combined essence leaking from their connected genitals. Her trembling legs could hardly bear the relentless onslaught.

Chen Yulan's lips quivered and swelled, evidence of the consistent assault she endured. Muffled moans of pain and grief escaped her, but there was no indication that Zhang Wei would stop anytime soon.