NTR: Choice Based System

The pain soon subsided, replaced by an overwhelming wave of pleasure. The maid's body convulsed as she reached her climax, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Meng Tian, feeling her release, intensified his movements, driving deeper into her. The lobby echoed with their passionate cries, a symphony of desire and ecstasy.

As their passion subsided, they collapsed onto the floor, their bodies intertwined. The maid, breathless and spent, clung to Meng Tian, her heart still racing.

She had experienced a forbidden pleasure, a taste of the unknown. The line between innocence and experience had blurred, leaving her forever changed.

Meng Tian smirked, "Looks like I've hit the jackpot today." He traced a finger along her naked back, sending shivers down her spine.

The maid, still reeling from the intensity of their encounter, remained silent. A pang of regret washed over her.

She had given her innocence to an older man, a man old enough to be her father. She yearned to cry, but Meng Tian didn't afford her the time.

He knelt and bends her on the floor, his hand finding its way to her buttocks. "This feeling of deflowering a mortal woman is truly unique," he murmured, positioning his dragon on her lower lips for another round.

The maid's heart pounded in her chest as Meng Tian prepared to re-enter her.

She was both terrified and excited, her body a battlefield of conflicting emotions. With a deep breath, she braced herself for the inevitable.

Meng Tian, sensing her apprehension, moved slowly and deliberately. He entered her gently, allowing her body to adjust to his presence.

As he began to move, the maid's body responded, her hips instinctively meeting his. She closed her eyes, lost in the moment, the world fading away.

The pleasure was intense, far surpassing her initial experience. She cried out, her voice filled with loud moans.

Meng Tian, emboldened by her response, increased the pace, driving deeper into her. The lobby echoed with their passionate cries, a testament to the intensity of their desire.

The Clan Leader's quarters were secluded, accessible only to those with permission.

No one was there to witness her being pounded by Meng Tian. A mix of emotions swirled within her, uncertainty about the morality of her actions.

However, the intense pleasure provided by Meng Tian's powerful member quickly overshadowed her doubts, immersing her in a world of forbidden delight.

As time passed, the maid reached her peak, her body convulsing with pleasure. Meng Tian, unable to hold back any longer, released his seed deep within her, his climax intensifying the experience for both of them.

"Let's go deep and fill you with my seed," he muttered, his voice barely audible.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt the second wave of pleasure, even more intense than the first.

Meng Tian had released his seed deep within her, filling her completely. Her body trembled as he withdrew his dragon, the aftershocks of their shared climax still lingering. Moments later, his white curd began to flow out of her.

Early morning,

The door creaked open, revealing Clan Leader Ye Wanshu and Holy Son Xiao Feng. Their eyes met Meng Tian, who was still entangled with the Ye Clan maid. A look of apology flashed across Meng Tian's face as he turned to his young master.

Clan Leader Ye Wanshu, seemingly unperturbed, simply stated, "Let it be. She's just a maid." With that, he continued on his way.

Holy Son Xiao Feng, however, maintained a stern gaze on Meng Tian. "This should be the last time, Meng Tian. Clean this up and follow. The Holy Swan Lord is about to arrive."

Meng Tian nodded; his gaze fixed on the ground. He quickly cleaned up the mess, his movements swift and efficient.

As he dressed, a wave of anger washed over him. He realized that his actions could jeopardize his young master's plans. The intense pleasure had clouded his judgment, leading him to make a grave mistake.

He followed the Clan Leader and the Holy Son, his mind racing. However, he felt a sense of relief as the Clan Leader seemed unperturbed by his actions.

As they entered the main hall, the tension in the air was palpable. The Holy Lord, a figure of immense power and authority, was about to arrive.

"Holy Swan Lord Zin Magha is about to arrive, and I need to know what I can do to make a good impression of our Ye Clan on him," Clan Leader Ye Wanshu inquired, addressing the Holy Son as they awaited the arrival of the clan elders to gather and the highly anticipated arrival of esteemed Holy Swan Lord.

Whole night they were fu*ing first elder Eva Angel but as morning approached Holy son received message of Holy Swan lord's arrival.

The Holy Son smiled; his usual serene expression unchanged. "You are now a friend of this Holy Son, and as I've mentioned, the Holy Swan Lord is a good friend of my master, and he can be considered my mentor. Therefore, with my word, you are already well-regarded in his eyes."

Clan Leader Ye Wanshu smiled gratefully, acknowledging the Holy Son's support. The Holy Son, however, issued a stern warning, "Remember, do not mention our deal or the statue to the Holy Swan Lord. This is a matter between you and me, and at most, between our two clans. This has nothing to do with the Holy Sect or the Holy Swan Lord, so ensure that no word reaches him. Otherwise, no one can predict how he might perceive this situation."

Clan Leader Ye Wanshu nodded in agreement, "Indeed, indeed." With that, they waited for the elders to gather.

On the other side if the clan,

"brother"

"brother"

Having received news of the Holy Swan Lord's arrival, she knew the time had come for her to depart. So, she came to meet her brother, but there was no response from him.

Growing increasingly worried, Ye Mu knocked on the door, her voice laced with concern. "Brother, are you there?" she called out. Still, there was no response. She hesitated for a moment, then decided to enter.

But no response came, so she opened the door and found no one. As she stepped inside, she felt a presence behind her.