Deviant: No Longer Human

"Now you can go all out... leave the rest to me..."

Wang Xiao's eyes traced the smooth curve of those flawless legs, but before he could savor the sight, Eveline's voice slipped into his ears.

He shot a glance at her, only to find she was already behind him, fingers deftly working to strip him of his clothes. discover stories mv-l,e-mp _yr

He could never figure this woman out—never.

Even now, he had no clue what the hell she was playing at.

Was she trying to buy redemption by throwing herself at him like this?

If so, she was dead wrong. Whether she lived or died wasn't up to her—it'd be Aurora who decided, once he freed her.

For now, though, his eyes were drawn to the delicate flower spread out before him.

Ji Xuehong lay in the middle of the bed, knees raised just enough to tease, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

Those pale, soft nipples shivered as she slowly lifted her head, locking eyes with him.

She was completely bare, save for a single flimsy undergarment covering her most intimate spot.

Her waist was slim, soft to the touch, and her whole body was a work of art.

No words passed between them—none were needed.

The way he stared at her, his gaze burning hot with desire, made her shift slightly, an unease creeping into her posture before a soft, knowing smile curved her lips.

Between her thighs, black lace barely covered her, those sinful panties clinging to her, driving him wild and pulling him back onto the bed.

Eveline? She could rot in the corner for all he cared, as long as she didn't get in his way.

As for killing him? She could summon all her ancestors from the depths of hell, and they'd still be too damn weak to even scratch him.

Eveline, now completely naked, clearly had other plans. Just as Wang Xiao, burning with lust, was about to move over Ji Xuehong, Eveline stopped him, her interruption filling his eyes with a flash of anger.

"First, take a look at this," Eveline said, her voice casual as if the tension in the room was of no concern to her. Without any hesitation, she pried open Ji Xuehong's eyes, who lay there awkwardly, feeling her 'mother' examine her in such an intimate moment.

Ji Xuehong couldn't help herself—she unconsciously compared their bodies, her gaze drifting to their breasts.

Who did Wang Xiao prefer? Hers or her friend's? They were both beautiful, but her mother had a grace like that of a celestial goddess.

Ji Xuehong had no idea how charming she looked from above, an absolute beauty lying there, enough to drive Wang Xiao to the edge, his desire almost forcing him to pounce on her.

But Eveline, ever the tease, kept pulling at him.

Her slender fingers trailed down toward the space between Ji Xuehong's legs, parting them to reveal her most private area, still veiled. Eveline slid the fabric aside, exposing the delicate, budding flower within. The beautiful folds, soft like butterfly wings, were pulled slightly apart by Eveline's fingers, revealing the inviting pink of her insides.

There it was, the ultimate symbol of her purity—her hymen—untouched and fragile, standing before him like a forbidden prize.

Wang Xiao froze, his eyes glued to the sight before him, Eveline's melodic laughter filling the air. "It's small, isn't it?" she teased, her voice dripping with amusement.

Ji Xuehong bit her lip, her chest rising and falling rapidly, the embarrassment and tension in the room making her breathless.

Wang Xiao leaned in closer, placing his finger against the delicate slit and rubbing it slowly. He nodded unconsciously—it was small, tight, barely enough for his finger to slide in. Yet, it was undeniably charming, tempting him further.

His own 'daughter', how could she not be utterly beautiful in every way?

Eveline smiled slyly, her little prank clearly a success in her eyes. Without hesitation, she moved behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, her soft breasts pressing firmly against his back, her bare body molding into his.

"Once you're done with her, you can have both of us together..." she whispered seductively into his ear, her breath hot against his skin.

Wang Xiao's hardened rod throbbed with excitement at her words.

Not that he needed her to say it—he would've done it regardless!

The thought of taking both his daughter and her biological mother had already pushed him to the brink, and Eveline knew exactly how to toy with his restraint.

"Daddy... I'm strong. I can take it all at once..." Ji Xuehong's voice trembled with both anticipation and resolve as she lay beneath Wang Xiao, her eyes blinking, feeling the intense heat of his body pressed against hers.

Her hand moved slowly, hesitantly, over his throbbing manhood, her fingers barely able to grasp its full size.

It was hot, large—far bigger than she had imagined.

Holding it for the first time made her face flush a deep red, but she still looked him in the eye, surprising Wang Xiao with her willingness.

He hadn't expected her to be this cooperative.

Her face, flushed with a mix of nervousness and forbidden desire, suddenly seemed more beautiful to him.

He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek as she carefully aligned his thick shaft with her small, wet entrance, giving him a shy nod of approval.

As his hot length pressed against her tight, slick entrance, Wang Xiao pushed forward, slowly sinking into her.

"..."

Ji Xuehong's eyes widened, her expression frozen as the tip of his rod entered her, breaking her innocence.

Her lashes fluttered as she instinctively tried to turn her face away, but Wang Xiao leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.

"Ugh..." she groaned into his mouth, her waist arching off the bed as his thick rod plunged deeper, tearing through her hymen in one swift stroke.

Her insides stretched painfully, yet entirely, leaving no space untouched as he filled her completely.

"Nghhhh...!" she groaned, unable to contain herself as his thick length pushed deeper, her eyes growing blurry, tears streaking down her cheeks.

She felt a sharp pain, which took her by surprise, but she clung to him tighter, pulling him into a deeper kiss.

"Mngghh~~!"

Wang Xiao wanted to be gentle, but it was impossible—he was buried inside his 'daughter.'

Even though he had his reasons for restraint, she was just too soft, too tight, too sweet.

He couldn't help himself, his hips bucking on their own.

"Ahhhhnnnn...!" Ji Xuehong moaned, her voice shaking, filling the room with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Her body trembled beneath him as he lost control, thrusting wildly.

Squelch! Squelch!

With each thrust, wet sounds filled the air, her body helplessly taking all of him. His throbbing cock moved deeper and deeper, rubbing against her insides, making her gasp.

"Ahhhh... ahhhhhh!" Ji Xuehong cried out, her nails digging into his back as his hot mouth found her nipples, sucking and nibbling on them roughly.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

The sound of their bodies colliding echoed in the room, relentless.

Ji Xuehong's moans turned louder, her tears flowing down her flushed face, overwhelmed by the combined sensation of pain and pleasure.

Her body would heal itself, only for him to tear through her again.

"Ahnnnn... Daddy~... ahhh...!"

Her body shook violently, caught in the rhythm of his powerful thrusts.

Each movement caused a wave of heat and pain that was both unbearable and addictive.

"Mmm... My little baby, do you love your 'Daddy'?" Wang Xiao growled, his lips moving down to lick and bite at her neck, his pace unstoppable.

"Y-yes... ahhh! Yes... I love daddy...!" Ji Xuehong gasped, her voice breathless and tearful.

She had never experienced pain before—her body was indestructible from birth, a special blessing she'd always taken for granted.

But today, she bled—for her 'daddy'—and that filled her with a strange, overwhelming joy.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

The sounds of their bodies meeting continued as Wang Xiao drove into her, filling the room with the primal rhythm of their union.

"Nghhhh...!" Ji Xuehong's soft moans filled the room as his thick length continued to stretch her, tears blurring her vision.

The mix of pleasure and pain was dizzying, overwhelming her entirely, but what gripped her more was the forbidden nature of it all.

Wang Xiao's breath grew ragged as he kissed her deeply, unable to control the primal urges surging through him. "Fiona — You're mine... completely mine," he growled between heated kisses, and forbidden pleasure, his voice low and possessive. "No one else will ever touch you like this... only me."

"Ahhh... Y-Yes...!" she gasped, her body trembling beneath him, her hands grasping at his shoulders as he pushed deeper inside her.

His words carried a dangerous weight, the edge of something unspoken guilt, something they both knew they shouldn't be indulging in, and yet here they were—entangled, lost in one another.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

The wet, slapping sounds of their bodies filled the air, her tight entrance stretched to its limit around his throbbing shaft.

Each movement sent ripples of pleasure coursing through both of them, but for Wang Xiao, it was more than that—this was him marking what was his.