Harem Developing Villain - Chapter 212

Chapter 212: Sex With Palace Mistress Jiu Lan
A playful smile curled Jiu Lan’s lips as she stepped closer, pressing her body against his. “Then perhaps it’s time for you to show your appreciation, Master Wang Li.”

Wang Li’s hand moved swiftly, gripping Jiu Lan’s waist and pulling her even closer. Without another word, he pushed her against the wall, his lips crashing down onto hers with a fierce hunger. Jiu Lan responded eagerly, her hands tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor.

Wang Li’s hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve with possessive intent. He fondled her breasts through the thin fabric of her robe, his touch igniting a fire within her that made her moan into his mouth. His other hand slid down to her hips, gripping them firmly as he pressed his body against hers.

With a swift motion, Wang Li tore at the ties of her robe, the fabric slipping from her shoulders and pooling at her feet, leaving her bare before him. Jiu Lan’s breath hitched as she felt the cool air against her skin, but the heat of Wang Li’s gaze made her shiver with anticipation.

Wang Li’s mouth left hers, trailing hot kisses down her neck as he continued to explore her body with his hands. Jiu Lan gasped as his lips found the sensitive skin of her collarbone, her back arching as she pressed herself against him. “Master… Wang Li…” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.

Wang Li’s response was to push her harder against the wall, his hand sliding between her thighs to tease her sensitive flesh. Jiu Lan’s moans grew louder as he worked her with skilled fingers, her body trembling with pleasure.

“Is this what you wanted, Jiu Lan?” Wang Li whispered against her ear, his voice dripping with dark amusement as he continued to fondle and tease her. “Is this the reward you were seeking?”

Jiu Lan could only nod, her words lost to the waves of pleasure washing over her. Wang Li smirked, satisfied with her response. He lifted her easily, her legs wrapping around his waist as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Without hesitation, Wang Li entered her in one swift motion, drawing a loud cry of pleasure from Jiu Lan as she clung to him. He began to move within her, setting a rough and demanding pace that left her breathless. The sounds of their bodies colliding filled the chamber, mingling with Jiu Lan’s moans and gasps.

Wang Li relished in the control he had over her, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her with a relentless rhythm. Jiu Lan’s nails dug into his shoulders as she struggled to keep up with him, her body overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving her.

As the intensity of their lovemaking increased, Jiu Lan’s moans grew louder, her voice echoing off the walls of the chamber. She could feel the tension building within her, her body on the edge of release.

“Master Wang Li… I’m going to…” she gasped, her voice breaking with the force of her impending climax.

Wang Li grunted in response, his pace quickening as he drove her over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, Jiu Lan cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering as she came undone in his arms. Wang Li followed shortly after, his own release washing over him as he buried himself deep within her.

For a moment, they remained pressed against the wall, their breathing heavy and their bodies trembling from the intensity of their encounter. Wang Li finally pulled back, letting Jiu Lan slide down to the floor, where she collapsed in a breathless heap.

Wang Li joined her, pulling her into his arms as they lay on the floor, their bodies tangled together. Jiu Lan sighed contentedly, resting her head on his chest as she listened to the steady beat of his heart.

“That was… incredible,” Jiu Lan whispered, her voice still husky from the exertion. She ran her fingers over his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles as she basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. “You never fail to satisfy me, Master Wang Li.”

Wang Li chuckled softly, his hand sliding down to caress her curvy buttocks as he held her close. “I aim to please, Jiu Lan,” he replied, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and amusement.

Jiu Lan let out a small moan at his touch, pressing herself against him even more. “I love it when you touch me like that,” she murmured, her voice dripping with desire.

Wang Li smirked, giving her buttocks a gentle squeeze as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Then you’ll be pleased to know that I plan on doing much more than just touching you, Jiu Lan.”

Jiu Lan shivered in anticipation, her body already responding to his words. But before they could lose themselves in another round of passion, Jiu Lan’s expression turned slightly serious as she looked up at him.

“Master Wang Li,” she began, her voice soft but filled with curiosity. “Do you have any plans to make your move on Palace Mistress Yue Wuxin?”

Wang Li raised an eyebrow, his hand still caressing her as he considered her question. “I do,” he admitted, his tone thoughtful. “Yue Wuxin is a powerful ally, and I have no doubt that bringing her closer to our cause would be beneficial.”

Jiu Lan smiled, clearly pleased with his response. “I thought as much,” she said, her voice filled with a knowing tone. “You always have a plan, don’t you, Master Wang Li?”

Wang Li smirked, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her skin. “Always.”

Jiu Lan let out a soft moan as his touch sent shivers down her spine. “If you need me to get close to Yue Wuxin, I’ll do whatever you ask, Master Wang Li,” she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of devotion and desire.

Wang Li’s hand slid lower, his touch growing more intimate as he continued to fondle her. “That’s exactly what I want, Jiu Lan,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “Both of you are leaders of sects that focus on the cultivation of female disciples. It would be easy for the two of you to find common ground and become friends.”

Jiu Lan bit her lip to stifle the moans that threatened to escape as his touch drove her wild with need. “I’ll obey your command, Master Wang Li,” she whispered breathlessly. “I’ll get close to Yue Wuxin and earn her trust.”

Wang Li smiled, satisfied with her response. He gave her a final, firm squeeze before pulling her into a deep, lingering kiss. “Good,” he said softly against her lips. “That’s exactly what I want to hear.”

The grand celebration in the Holy Devil Dragon Sect’s main hall was in full swing. Colorful lanterns hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, festive glow over the large room filled with laughter, chatter, and the clinking of wine cups. Tables were laden with delicacies, and the disciples of the sect mingled with the beauties of the Silver Moon Palace, who were among the honored guests. The victorious battle against the devil sects was still fresh in everyone’s minds, and the atmosphere was lively, filled with a sense of triumph and camaraderie.

Yue Wuxin, the elegant and alluring Palace Mistress of the Silver Moon Palace, was at the center of attention. Her presence added an air of grace and sophistication to the celebration, drawing the eyes of many of the Holy Devil Dragon Sect’s disciples. She moved through the crowd with poise, exchanging pleasantries with the guests, but her mind was elsewhere. The battle had been intense, and although they had emerged victorious, Yue Wuxin knew that this was only the beginning of a much larger conflict.

As she made her way through the hall, Yue Wuxin noticed Palace Mistress Jiu Lan of the Jade Lotus Palace sect approaching her with a warm smile. The two women had interacted before, but this time, Jiu Lan seemed to have a clear purpose in mind.

“Palace Mistress Yue,” Jiu Lan greeted her with a friendly tone. “It’s so good to see you. I was hoping we could have a chat.”

Yue Wuxin returned the smile, intrigued by the sudden approach. “Of course, Palace Mistress Jiu Lan,” she replied. “I would be happy to talk with you.”

The two women found a quieter corner of the hall, where they could speak without being overheard. Jiu Lan’s smile was genuine, but beneath it was a carefully concealed motive. She had been given a task by Wang Li, her secret lover, and she intended to see it through.

“I must say, your Silver Moon Palace has truly impressed me during the battle,” Jiu Lan began, her tone casual and complimentary. “Your disciples fought with such grace and strength. It’s no wonder your sect is so highly regarded.”

Yue Wuxin nodded modestly. “Thank you, Palace Mistress Jiu Lan. Your Jade Lotus Palace sect was also invaluable in the fight. I’m grateful for your support.”