Manipulative Harem God



The hot water cascading down Leng Yan's naked body was a moment of pure bliss in an otherwise miserable day.

The steam enveloped her as she stood under the showerhead, allowing the heat to relax her muscles.

It was a rare moment of peace in a world where every day was a battle.

She closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensation, hoping to regain some of the energy she had lost during the grueling training.

She could feel the fatigue melting away, replaced by a sense of calmness.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and a shadowy figure entered, shattering the tranquility of the moment. Leng Yan's heart skipped a beat as she turned to face the intruder.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she recognized Zhang Wei standing in front of her.

What was he doing here?

Didn't she said him to wait outside?

"What the hell?!" she shouted, reaching for a towel to cover herself.

But before she could move, she was seized by powerful hands, and Zhang Wei had already subdued her.

The towel fell to the ground, forgotten, as she struggled against his grip.

He was strong, much stronger than she had anticipated, and she couldn't break free.

Leng Yan's heart raced as she tried to make sense of what was happening.

Her thoughts were interrupted as he leaned in, his lips crushing against hers.

She tried to push him away with her supernatural strength, but the slave seal glowed on her wrist, reminding her of her helplessness.

She was trapped, unable to resist his advances. His kiss was rough, forceful, and she could feel his desire burning through her.

It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it scared her. But at the same time, it awakened something inside her, a desire she didn't know she had.

As he pulled away, she gasped for breath, her heart pounding like a war drum.

He looked at her with a hunger that made her skin crawl, like he was a predator and she was his prey.

Zhang Wei had already decided to redirect his revenge to Leng Mei's daughter.

His eyes darted across her cleavage, and he noticed her bouncing tits, which were like two pieces of meat waiting to be devoured.

They were quite big, bigger than her mother's, which surprised Zhang Wei.

He couldn't help but imagine how they would look like after he had finished with her.

Regardless of the case, he broke the kiss and commanded, "Open your mouth."

The water was still falling above both of them, creating a cold, eerie mist that made the moment even more unsettling.

Yet, he noticed her eyes shaking at his command, and he relished in the fear he instilled in her.

"What?!" Leng Yan spoke with disbelief, but her mouth opened against her will, and she was left stunned as Zhang Wei's eyes stared into her soul.

His gaze was cold, calculating, and devoid of any emotion. He was like a demon, ready to take her soul.

"Two choices, woman: either cooperate by yourself or get forced. The call is yours!" He spoke with a voice that sent chills down her spine.

Leng Yan felt like she was standing at the edge of a dark abyss, with no way out, 'Two choices?'

She was left stunned at the speed at which events were moving.

Her mind was racing, and she felt like she was in a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from.

She wanted to fight back, but the look in Zhang Wei's eyes was different. It was like he was a monster, and she was his next victim.

Something inside her told her to nod, and she did so with a sense of dread.

"Good girl," spoke Zhang Wei, his voice laced with malice.

In the blink of an eye, Leng Yan felt Zhang Wei's tongue invade her mouth, catching her completely off-guard and leaving her frozen in place.

As his hands roamed over her back, she trembled with unease, desperate to break free from his unsettling grasp.

Without hesitation, Zhang Wei tore off his wet shirt, revealing his chiseled chest and toned muscles.

His hands continued to wander, tracing the curves of her body until they reached her plump behind.

With a satisfied grin, he gave them a firm squeeze, causing Leng Yan to let out a deep, guttural moan.

The sensation of his touch was overwhelming, sending shivers down her spine and leaving her powerless to resist.

As they continued their passionate embrace, Leng Yan felt herself becoming lost in the moment, completely consumed by the raw intensity of his desire.

His fingers moved slowly between her closed thighs, tracing every curve and contour of her soft skin until he arrived at a small crack near her labia.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he began to rub it, applying just the right amount of pressure to send shivers down her spine.

The feeling was divine. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was on fire, pulsating with a pleasure that was beyond words.

"Ahnnn...Mhnnn...." muffled moans escaped Leng Yan's lips, filling the room as she surrendered herself to the sensation.

With each passing moment, the pressure increased, until she was on the brink of ecstasy.

Her breathing grew rapid, her skin hot and flushed from the shower above them.

She could feel herself spiraling out of control, lost in a sea of raw, unbridled passion.

As he continued to rub her, her moans grew louder and more frequent, each one signaling a new level of pleasure.

Every touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her quivering with ecstasy.

Unable to contain her moans any longer, she let out a deep, guttural cry as she reached the peak of her pleasure. "Ahhhnnnn..." she cried out, her body trembled uncontrollably in his arms, every muscle contracting as she was consumed by a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

The maiden woman was in agony, her body convulsing under the relentless assault.

She tried to fight it, but the sensations were too intense, too overwhelming. Her mind was consumed by pleasure, and she knew she was close to reaching her peak.

Suddenly, something large struck against her stomach, and she gasped in shock.

She looked down to see his dragon, throbbing and pulsing with desire. Her eyes widened as she took in the sheer size of it, wondering how it could possibly fit inside her.

Unconsciously, she looked up at him with a hint of fear in her eyes. She didn't know if she could handle him, didn't know if she even wanted to.

She started to move towards the exit, hoping to escape the overwhelming sensations, but was stopped by Zhang Wei.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, confusion etched on his face.

Her eyes shook, and she stammered, "To the bedroom?"

Zhang Wei's expression twisted as he came to a sudden realization. "Stop behaving like an inexperienced virgin," he scolded, his voice laced with annoyance. He clicked his tongue in irritation before adding, "Wait, you're actually a virgin," the truth dawning on him.

Leng Yan felt a wave of panic wash over her, causing her face to flush with embarrassment.

She couldn't bring herself to deny it, and instead, she stood there frozen, waiting for his next move.

Not wanting to deal with any maiden dramas, Zhang Wei grabbed her arm with a firm grip, pulling her towards him. "No need to move outside," he spoke softly, his voice low and dangerous.

As he pulled her closer, Leng Yan's heart raced with a mix of fear and desire.

Her body tensed up as she looked up at him, trying to read his intentions.

As he leaned in, she felt his hot breath on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

She tried to resist, but her body betrayed her, responding to his touch.

Every nerve in her body was on fire, and she couldn't help but succumb to his advances.