The hot rush of release hit me like a qi surge, my cock twitching in my fist as thick ropes of cum arced through the air.
It splattered across Elder Feng Lianhua's hidden face with perfect aim—warm, sticky streaks painting her marble-pale cheeks, dripping down her chin, and landing on those full lips she'd pressed into a thin line of shock.
Her pale blue eyes widened like shattered ice, trembling with a mix of rage, humiliation, and that undeniable spark of heat I'd planted in her during our "negotiation."
The salty scent filled the air, mingling with Mei's lingering musk, and I couldn't help the low chuckle that rumbled from my chest.
She stood frozen in her shadowy alcove, the concealment formation flickering uselessly around her now that I'd pierced it with a casual qi pulse. I'd known she was there the whole damn time—hell, I'd let her in.
