Those were the words Mo Han wanted to hear from his ex-girlfriend on earth.
But here he was, listening to the same words from a rabbit demon, no less. He was going mad from her scent, her skin was soft to the touch and even when he squeezed her breast when pumping into her, they would spill through the gaps of his hands.
Her voice was divine, and every time she moaned, he would have no intention of stopping.
His stamina was not something he was proud of in his past life, but right now, he can't even pride himself with how far they have been going, the only thing that had been echoing in his mind was—
HE WANTED MORE.
The heat that burned inside him, was something he couldn't ignore. The more he slammed hard into her, the more he wanted to scream out the flames burning his body within.
He was sure it was the work of the aphrodisiac. His hips moved on its own, and even the positions he thought he couldn't do in this world and even on earth, he did it.
[ Time Remaining: 15 hours, 20 minutes ]
Mo Han doesn't think his body can handle twenty four hours, yet the drug made him think he could reach that height.
'It's already been 7 hours since we started. And I am not yet satisfied! F**k!' He growled as he tightened his hold on Bai Rong's waist.
"Ahhh" She screamed as he increased his pace roughly, drooling because this was what she always craved for. This was what she lived for.
She thought just a round would be enough to remove the effects in his body, but they have been going and she couldn't feel her body. She can't do it anymore, but no matter how much she tells him to stop, he would always kiss her to silence her.
The only thing that repeated in her head was the fact that 'he didn't want to just have sex with me.'
He looked at her without a single ounce of lust in his eyes, the other noble men she had encountered to breakthrough, they would look at her with lust and do whatever it is she wanted. She always thought they were all the same.
But not Mo Han, she always felt like he was useless, weak, but suddenly, she didn't feel that way.
It felt like her internal organs were melting, like she had been wrung out, squeezed dry, and then filled up again—over and over and over.
Her nails raked down his back, drawing blood, but Mo Han didn't flinch. If anything, the pain just made him harder, made his thrust deeper. More brutal.
"Hnfhhhhh....wahhh~" She sobbed and screamed beneath him, her eyes rolling back, saliva trailing from her lips.
It felt like his dragon was just stabbing her womb as if trying to destroy it. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Bai Rong was done.
Mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. But Mo Han? He was far from finished.
with the screen showing how much time left, he knew there was no end to the burning heat within him until the time hit zero.
"Just... a little more..." he panted, voice hoarse and cracked as he ran his hand through his long silky wet hair.
"I don't need to think—f**k!"
"Ahn~" Bai Rong screamed, she was already reaching her limits as a demon herself.
"P-please...no more..."
His heart craked. Just a little. He wanted to stop and needed too.
But when she looked at him with those glassy, tear-drenched eyes, a dark, guilty thrill danced up his spine—coupled with the drug that took that as it's fuel.
"I'm sorry," he rasped, before kissing her mouth again to silence her, once more diving into madness.
*****
The Next Morning
Mo Han woke up like a corpse.
He couldn't feel his legs and his arms were numb. His back felt like someone had taken a steel rod and shoved it up his spine.
The people on earth, if they saw him like this. Bare pale body, long black hair, hunched. They would think he was a ghost out to hunt them.
And his dragon? it was limp, painful, bruised. At this point, he thought it would have broken.
He was definitely traumatized to the point of no return.
'Heck, I should even be glad that I made it out alive.'
Then he opened one eye, but he immediately shut it again when the sunlight stabbed through his skull like a dagger. That was definitely the wrong choice, since the sun was spilling through the windows.
'Wait... does that mean, I even did it while unconscious?' His mind blanked out. Because how can that even happen?
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SYSTEM REWARD PANEL
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CHALLENGE COMPLETED
Objective: Survive the 24-hour effects of the Aphrodisiac
Meaning: You didn't die. Congrats, beast.
Rewards Unlocked:
↦ Passive Skill: Blood Ignition
↦ Passive Perk: Beast Tamer's Touch
↦ +500 Qi Points
↦ +10 Affection: Bai Rong
↦ Title Earned: "Indestructible D**k" (Hidden Title)
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A bitter laugh escaped his lips as he saw the panel before he immediately regretted it—his abs contracted and sent pain rocketing through every nerve in his body.
Damn. It felt like he was indeed railed by thousand of cars.
The heavy bags under his eyes was evidence that even though he passed out, he didn't enjoy his sleep.
He turned to the side, only to feel the sheets soaked through with sweat, fluids, and the heavens-knows-what. His skin felt sticky and gross, and he smelled like something that crawled out of the public bath the peasants normally use.
Then his eyes met with her form.
Bai Rong was curled up, still asleep, completely limp though. Her face was puffy, her lips swollen, her thighs bruised from being held too tightly.
She looked abused. Like someone who fought a war and lost and then was dragged through another.
He grimaced. "Sh*t"
He felt like shit. What the hell did he do?
Poor girl. Guilt punched him in the gut remembering how much she wanted him to stop even though she was the one who submitted herself to go through all that. He was already thankful, that they both survived.
[ I thought you were about to check the details of the rewards you got. ]
The fluff ball eyes twinkled as it floated right in front of Mo Han's face, but the latter tossed it a glare and it poofed away immediately.
"What a sick system I got. I wonder what absurd things awaits me as I start this journey to actually deviate from the actual plot line." He breathed out a sigh causing Bai Rong to flinch, her brows creased.
"One thing is for sure. It won't be easy." he tucked a stray strand of hair on Bai Rong's behind her ear before pulling the quilt to cover her naked body that was riddled with marks that he did.
Like a beast.
He forced himself to sit up, every joint screaming in protest. His lower back cracked like a damn glowstick. But just then, the door slid open without even a single knock.
Mo Han already knew who it was as he narrowed his eyes at them, coldly.
Standing at the door was Lian Zhu and Yu Luo. The duo that caused him to have the worst night ever.
Yu Luo eye's widened, immediately darting to the wreckage of the room—the ruined sheets, Bai Rong still sleeping, the red scratches on Mo Han's chest, and the clear signs that the room had been turned upside down.
Her cheeks turned bright red and she immediately looked away. 'Is he a beast?!' Then she narrowed her eyes, a wry smile painting her lips.
'It was her fault after all, she served him the same tea, Zhu preferred.'
The beautiful Zhu, the alchemist, just stood there blinking, clearly caught between shame and the curiosity that this young man with a destroyed inner body was able to completely alleviate all the effects of the tea he took yesterday.
There was a lot of things he wanted to say. But as soon as he parted his lips to say something.
"I—We—We came to see how you were doing and apologize for the—um...side effects."
Although it was too late for their apology, the damage was done. His pride? In the mud. The principles he prided himself on were trampled by Bai Rong last night just because of the mistake he committed.
"Well," he said hoarsely, "Apology accepted, at least for now."
Zhu cleared his throat. "It was only meant to work for a short period of time...after the first sip but you took the whole cup...unexpectedly."
"Unexpectedly?!" Mo Han barked, then winced from the pain. "Why wouldn't I drink that way after what you told me, after all, you mentioned it was tea not some aphrodisiac for your own pleasure! I might need to relearn how to walk at this rate! Gah!"
He sighed dramatically, running a hand through his hair, frowning.
The alchemist bowed slightly. "To properly apologize, I was able to concoct the pill for your bruised meridians. Although for your physique to change, you would have to keep cultivating your mind and body for it to properly heel"
Mo Han squinted his eyes at the Lian Zhu in confusion.
But the beautiful alchemist just stepped forward and placed the small ceramic bottle on the table. "I am sorry again."
But before Mo Han could open his mouth—
"Ah. I almost forgot." Lian Zhu sighed tossing Yu Luo a look filled with sympathy for just a brief moment. "You father sent some men to get you."
Mo Han's blood ran cold.
"...My father?"