On the ground, Yang Kai and Yun Xuan were tangled together in a heap, limbs entwined, clothes in disarray, the scene a complete wreck.
Both had been struck by the enchantress's divine sense poison. This kind of mental toxin was countless times more potent than any ordinary poison. Even someone as powerful as Yang Kai couldn't fully resist it, let alone Yun Xuan.
As they struggled, Yun Xuan's consciousness gradually returned. The heat and emptiness coursing through her body made her crave touch and filling. Yang Kai, radiating masculine energy, became her only lifeline, and she clung to him desperately. But the moment she caught a clear look at his face, she tried to push him away. Her body, however, refused to obey. Hovering in midair, the enchantress watched her mating display with visible excitement, and Yun Xuan's eyes—filled with grievance, shame, and fury—overflowed with tears.
This absurd, ridiculous scene—Yun Xuan had never imagined that one day she would find herself skin to skin with a man she barely knew under such circumstances, pressed against each other.
Though she always dressed herself as a married woman and carried herself with a bold, unrestrained air in her daily life, the truth was she had never once been naked before a man.
The suppressed yearning inside her grew ever stronger, yet the will to resist hadn't been extinguished. Yun Xuan's reason told her that even if she had to die, she should die pure and untarnished.
Glancing at her clothes scattered across the ground, feeling the chill of her exposed body in the open air, Yun Xuan raised one hand to slap Yang Kai across the face. But that delicate arm, as if guided by some ghostly will, instead wrapped itself around his neck and pulled him tight.
Her legs, kicked out to push him away, likewise ceased to heed her command and wound themselves around his waist.
Her hot, voluptuous body pressed flush against Yang Kai's. The physical pleasure and the trembling of her soul left Yun Xuan somewhat lost, and she couldn't suppress a soft moan as strange sensations rippled through her.
Realizing this, her blush deepened even further.
"Yang Kai..." Yun Xuan called out in a whisper, but even her voice had changed in tone—so much so that she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Between her legs, everything was a drenched mess, the soft, fragrant place awash with moisture, empty and aching with loneliness.
Then, suddenly, something searingly hot and hard as steel pressed against her. Yun Xuan couldn't help but cry out, her body trembling from head to toe, her snow-white skin flushing a deep crimson in an instant.
She realized with sudden clarity what was about to happen to her.
Her feeble resistance was laughably futile under the enchantress's divine sense poison. Yun Xuan slowly closed her eyes, surrendering the rebellion in her heart, and yielded to the trembling of her body.
A searing, tearing pain shot up from below. Yun Xuan's eyes flew open wide, and she let out a shrill, anguished scream. Her hands dug into the muscles of Yang Kai's back with desperate force, her nails leaving deep scratches along the rippling flesh.
Flower petals drifted down like scattered blossoms.
The overwhelming pain of her first time soon faded, replaced by boundless waves of pleasure and ecstasy. The man atop her showed not the slightest inclination for tenderness. Amid those violent, beast-like thrusts, Yun Xuan felt her consciousness soaring to the clouds, rising and falling, experiencing a rush of pleasure unlike anything she had ever known.
Her ruby-red lips, bitten until blood flowed freely, let out loud moans where pain and pleasure intertwined, inseparable.
Tears rolled ceaselessly from the corners of her eyes, tracing paths down her cheeks to the ground, dampening the earth.
Weakly, she opened her eyes and looked at the slightly youthful, almost boyish face pressing down on her, and Yun Xuan was struck by how utterly unfamiliar it seemed.
This man had, by now, completely lost himself. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy and ragged, the veins on his neck bulging outward, like a maddened beast. He raised his massive spear and launched attack after relentless attack.
Yun Xuan's expression suddenly froze—for in those crimson eyes that seemed to have lost all reason, she caught a glimmer of something: a trace of calm that had not yet been snuffed out.
There was no time to dwell on it. The pleasure surging through her body wrung another moan from her lips.
"Magnificent. What a delightful scent." The enchantress was now drifting slowly downward, taking in the entire spectacle of the frenzied couple below, her own face flushed with desire.
She floated down to rest beside Yang Kai and Yun Xuan, standing there. Reaching out one slender, porcelain-white hand, she ran it along Yang Kai's muscular back as if in encouragement, and whispered softly into his ear: "Harder. Faster!"
Yang Kai indeed drove himself with even greater fury, and the enchantress couldn't help but let out a silvery laugh.
Time slipped away. The crescendo of desire climbed higher and higher, steadily reaching its absolute peak. The enchantress's expression grew noticeably more focused, as though she were waiting for something.
The instant before that peak arrived, the enchantress made her move.
Her seemingly boneless little hand plunged straight into Yang Kai's back, splitting through him like a blade through paper, punching a hole clean through his body. And it didn't stop there—it tore through into Yun Xuan's lower abdomen beneath him.
Yun Xuan screamed in agony. Through her tear-reddened eyes, a flash of relief appeared.
The blood that spilled from their wounds mingled together, and the blood of the passion-wracked couple released a scent that the enchantress drank in with rapture.
"That's it... that's it..." The enchantress's body trembled uncontrollably, as if she too had found immense solace and satisfaction in that moment. Her legs tensed tight, and from between them, a pearlescent white liquid trickled down, sliding along her long, shapely thighs.
She slowly closed her eyes, savoring the pleasure that washed over her.
The crimson in Yang Kai's eyes vanished with startling speed. In that instant, he became more clearheaded than he had ever been.
His body sprang up from atop Yun Xuan like a cannonball. Both hands seized the enchantress's hand that had pierced through his body, and he twisted it with savage, brutal force.
Crack...