Chapter 362: Are You Ready?
Haruto gazed obsessively up and down at Chisato Hasegawa's naked, beautiful body as if admiring a priceless treasure.
Then he gently licked her lotus-like pink face and her long, snow-white neck, leaving behind bright red marks.
The cool breeze of the late summer night lifted the curtains, gently caressing the voluptuous goddess's full, firm breasts.
Under Haruto's burning gaze, these enticing treasures grew even more erect.
Her rosy, jade-like areolas gradually deepened into an alluring crimson due to her fiery desire.
At the tips of her sacred, perky peaks, a pair of exquisite, tender buds stood timidly, like vibrant, delicate roses shyly awaiting passionate admirers to tease their blossoms.
Haruto's hand climbed up Chisato Hasegawa's full, plump peaks that were soft as cotton yet firm, uncontrollably grasping the exquisitely delicate breast flesh in his palm, vigorously kneading and caressing.
His index finger and thumb pinched the petite, upturned cherry, rolling and twisting it while simultaneously lowering his head to gently bite the other cherry, sucking forcefully like an infant seeking nourishment.
These two towering mounds had never experienced such tender, lingering caresses before. The enticingly colored cherries at their peaks grew soft and euphoric under Haruto's sucking.
Chisato Hasegawa's delicate brows slightly furrowed, her jade-like face flushed crimson. Her sensual red lips parted slightly as heavy breaths escaped her nose amidst the tidal wave of pleasure, emitting enchanting low moans.
Under Haruto's unrestrained playfulness and teasing stimulation, her willow-like waist swayed unconsciously, her beautiful face filled with irresistible allure and countless charms, her expression utterly captivating.
Haruto's right hand reluctantly left the elastic, pert jade breasts, wandering across her smooth skin, unwilling to miss any corner. It slid over the silky, plump abdomen straight toward the jade-like white tiger paradise.
His hand invaded the fresh, tender crimson valley between Chisato Hasegawa's snow-white thighs, the petal-lined grotto slightly opening and closing like a clam.
While one hand continued caressing her full, rounded breast, the other slid down between Chisato Hasegawa's long, snow-white, rounded jade thighs, teasing and stirring her delicate, exquisite petal grotto.
The noble older sister goddess who had gradually become intoxicated by Haruto's gentle touch reflexively arched her body, her thighs involuntarily clamping together as she began to softly moan and whisper once more.
"Mmm... ah..."
Just at this moment, the gentle Haruto began turning domineering.
His large palm remained over Chisato Hasegawa's most sacred soft floral mound, refusing to withdraw even slightly, his fingers skillfully moving in rhythm across the tender petals.
Streams of moisture seeped from the crevice, dampening the invading fingers.
Haruto's middle finger slowly parted the tightly closed petals, inserting into the firmly shut pink slit.
Upon penetration, the virgin goddess who had maintained a mature and steady composure completely crumbled.
She reacted violently, tossing her head and twisting her delicate body, unable to suppress the moans escaping her cherry lips.
"Ah... Haruto... it hurts..."
Having Haruto's finger forcibly breach her jade gate, penetrating deep into her sensitive sacred private area, Chisato Hasegawa felt unbearable anxiety, desperately wanting to escape his finger.
But the masculine heat transmitted from the palm firmly pressed against her valley grotto had already made her entire body limp and powerless.
Being touched in her most secret place, the special sensory stimulation filled her with excitement mingled with shame and anticipation.
Haruto's boldness made her experience unprecedented stimulation. Though the elegant goddess constantly forced herself not to become too wanton and lewd.
As his fingers kneaded and dug into the moistening beautiful orifice, waves of pleasure centered in her lower body, spreading throughout her entire being. The originally tightly closed petals actually began cravingly parting slightly, revealing the fresh, tender pink flesh within.
A heat wave surged up from her lower body. The suppressed tides of desire within her finally erupted. With continuous moans, springs of love fluid gushed from the enticing tender spot, soaking the bedsheets.
The waves of unbearable, tingling sensations lifted Chisato Hasegawa's consciousness into a floating state, making her lose all sense of time and reality. The overwhelming tingling and passion became too much to bear, as the raging flames of desire burned away her restraint and reason.
Her long-suppressed primal desires had been fully ignited. She panted softly, occasionally darting her agile, fragrant tongue to lick her slightly parted cherry lips, her moans filled with insatiable yearning.
Her flushed skin was covered in glistening beads of sweat, her slender willow-like waist swayed like a snake, unconsciously responding to Haruto's caresses. Her perfectly rounded, long legs no longer remained tightly closed.
The relentless onslaught of carnal pleasure battered her rationality again and again. Finally, her lower body began to twist and arch unconsciously. Tormented by an unbearable emptiness, Chisato Hasegawa abandoned all restraint, her eyes seductive as silk as she murmured with a soft moan:
"Haruto... I can give myself to you, but are you truly prepared?"
Haruto paused his movements, the restless flames of desire seeming to calm slightly.
He gazed into those jade-green eyes brimming with springtime allure and whispered: "As long as you're willing, neither the pursuit of the Ten Deities nor any other crisis can stop me from loving you."
Chisato Hasegawa studied Haruto's handsome face deeply for a moment. A pale green light emerged from her naked form, and a powerful aura began to radiate outward from her center.
Haruto released the beauty in his embrace, narrowing his eyes as he retreated slightly.
Three layers of exquisite, ornate magic circles materialized behind Chisato Hasegawa. Then her naked, sensual body was gently lifted by a strong gust of wind, the smooth black hair behind her transforming into a brilliant golden hue.
Haruto watched as she returned to her goddess form, surrounded by a vibrant emerald magical power - no longer Chisato Hasegawa, but now Afureia.
As if seeing through the confusion in Haruto's heart, Afureia retracted her powerful aura and lay back on the bed, once again opening her long arms in a tender invitation: "I wasn't sure if the seal would affect your dual cultivation abilities, so I removed it first.""
Seeing that the springtime allure hadn't faded from her beautiful eyes, that aside from her black hair turning golden she radiated threefold the temptation and beauty while remaining otherwise unchanged, and hearing Chisato Hasegawa speak such enticing words of surrender, Haruto felt a fiery heat spread from his lower abdomen that he could no longer contain.
He first moved the burning body of the older sister goddess to the center of the bed, then pounced on her peerlessly beautiful form.
The glistening jade-like body, the beautiful face, the enchanting scent of her nose, the intoxicating aura - it all enveloped Haruto like burning flames, his erect dragon swelling painfully.
Truthfully, Haruto still had many questions. Just as he had completely seen through her hidden identity, aside from her understanding of his dual cultivation abilities, this virgin goddess who mastered beauty and love seemed to know even more secrets.
But conversations between intelligent people need not be so rigid. Haruto desired both Chisato Hasegawa's knowledge and body, and since she was being so proactive, she must want something from him too.
Having already reached this point, everything else could wait until after dual cultivation was complete.
Haruto embraced the goddess Afureia as they lay on the soft large bed, her long fingers trembling slightly as they gripped his back.
Haruto pulled her hands above her head, pinning them in a raised position.
"Ah..."
The beautiful virgin goddess softly cried out, turning her face away as her golden hair cascaded across the sheets like a soft golden blanket.
Afureia truly lived up to her title as the goddess of beauty and desire. Haruto gazed quietly at her innate elegance.
The dragon stood at a sharp angle. He gripped it with his right hand, seeking the exquisite flower cave. The dragon's head touched the slick, soft petals as he lowered his hips, aiming for the fiery, moist narrow passage.
"Mmm... nngh..."
The radiant goddess knew she was about to undergo a significant transformation. Her voluptuous body tensed involuntarily.
She bit her lower lip, emitting soft moans while tilting her beautiful head slightly backward. Her seductive form squirmed upward.
The burning intensity of penetration made the mature goddess furrow her delicate brows. Fortunately, having fully lifted her seals, her powerful recovery and endurance quickly suppressed the pain of her deflowering.
After deeply embedding the dragon, Haruto pressed his lips down, his tongue slipping into Chisato Hasegawa's slightly parted mouth.
He entwined his tongue with hers, then sucked fiercely while slowly withdrawing the deeply buried dragon.
"Ah... nngh..."
Threads of crimson liquid flowed from the pale, full valley. The goddess of love and desire, having completed her transformation, quickly adapted to this primal interaction between man and woman.
She arched her lower abdomen as if chasing the retreating dragon, her slender, seductive body forming an alluring curve.
"Nngh... Chisato-nee... so, so tight..." Haruto thrust deep again.