Accidentally Married A Fox God - The sovereign lord spoils his wife

’This third leg is way too big, it will break me!’ With that fearful thought in mind, Li Meirong wiggled underneath him and tried to put some distance between them. The plan seemed to backfire because she heard the man atop her take in a deep, sharp breath.

It was as though Zhu Qingyue could read her mind, considering how his next comment was filled with reassurance.

"Do not be afraid," He said, suppressing his insatiable thirst from devouring her, "I promise to be gentle with you."

After sensing her wariness, Bai Qingyue immediately repositioned himself and moved his legs off of the mattress to kneel by the bed, only keeping his torso directly above Li Meirong’s dainty figure.

Li Meirong didn’t have even a moment to respond before the bewitching man’s long fingers descended upon her and tenderly worked their way to the thin fabric of her undergarments. She felt his touch grazing across the pale diamond shaped bodice patterned with multicoloured blossoms which she had sewn for herself.

With a simple few swift movements, Bai Qingyue stripped away the dudou which flattened Li Meirong’s breasts and tossed it aside, revealing a pair of creamy buns with pink pearly tips.

It had grown a little chilly by now, long deep into the night. After Li Meirong’s skin got exposed, her nipples immediately hardened, the buds puckering at once.

However, she didn’t experience the cold for very long, as not even a second later, Zhu Qingyue had buried his face within the mounds of her soft breasts.

He didn’t waste any more time before tasting her in his mouth. His lips were already firmly wrapped upon one of the tantalising cherry buds, and a wide palm covered the neighbouring breast, gently squeezing its softness.

Li Meirong let out a sharp gasp and arched into his mouth when she felt his tongue rolling over and around, sharp teeth lightly grazing her sensitive peak. Like a finely tuned instrument, she found herself whimpering with every flick of his tongue against her nerve endings.

Honestly, she couldn’t help but wonder if he really was chaste prior to their first encounter and if she was the only woman he had ever done this with before.

If so, how come he was so good at this? She was like putty in his hands!

The noises emanating from the cabin were so sensual that even if a person merely passing by outside were to overhear them, it would suffice to visualise the most vivid scenes imaginable merely by listening to Li Meirong’s pleasure-filled cries and the sucking and lapping sounds of Zhu Qingyue’s tender care.

Her thoughts instantly ceased when she felt a restless thumb playing with her exposed nipple, Zhu Qingyue alternated between pinching the peak and fondling the creamy mound. At the same time, he sucked on the other peak with fervent passion and she no longer felt capable of controlling her own body, unable to suppress her own eager sounds from letting out.

"Wait! It’s too much... this is too much. Maybe we should stop now, ah!" Li Meirong cried out at once, her body felt like it was getting tossed to the brink of pleasure and discomfort.

If this continued, she feared she’d lose all sense of reason!

Unfortunately, Zhu Qingyue paid no heed to Li Meirong’s stressful plea, he uttered a low rumbling sound of disapproval and lightly nipped her tit right before repeatedly licking the assaulted region all over again.

Following that, it didn’t take very long for her pleasure to accumulate, between one moment to the next, she ended up writhing underneath him, her body tingled all over.

However, the man was far from ending his careful ministrations and did not allow the woman her much needed moment to rest.

Bai Qingyue finally let go of the swollen, abused nipple with an audible pop, only to clamp his mouth over the adjacent taut bud and sucked on it forcefully, lavishing it with as much attention as he had the other.

His constant attacks prolonged the summit of Li Meirong’s pleasure until the second she begged him to stop.

Meanwhile, his hands were unreservedly touching her all over, adventurous fingers tracing and gently squeezing her skin.

In the thick of ecstasy, Li Meirong heard Zhu Qingyue’s low guttural voice murmur sweet nothings along the lines of, "Taste so sweet," and "You are mine."