Chapter 134: Sexy Night With Mother-in-law
Wang Li’s rough hands gripped Xia Bingling’s hips, pulling her closer as he devoured her mouth with his own. His tongue danced with hers, a fierce and primal rhythm that matched the pounding of their hearts.
She moaned into the kiss, arching her back to press herself against him. Her nightgown slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet as she reached for his belt buckle. With a growl of approval, Wang Li tore away from the kiss and began to undress himself roughly. He kicked off his shoes and shrugged out of his robes in one fluid motion before returning to Xia Bingling’s side.
His hands roamed over her body possessively, tracing every curve and dip with hungry fingers. She gasped at the touch, goosebumps rising on her skin as he trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured against her skin before capturing one nipple between his teeth and biting down hard enough to leave a mark but not break the skin.
Xia Bingling cried out in a pleasure-pain mixture that sent shivers through both of them.
She wrapped one leg around him tightly while reaching between them to guide him inside herself in one swift movement that left no room for hesitation or gentleness; it was raw desire taking control now!
As they moved together in an unbridled frenzy fueled by lustful energy coursing through their veins like wildfire spread across dry grasslands during summer months – neither holding anything back nor showing any mercy towards each other.
Wang Li growled lowly into Xia Bingling’s ear, “You belong only to me tonight!”
Their frenzied passion was a symphony of sweat and panting breaths as Wang Li took Xia Bingling in every way possible.
He flipped her over, slamming into her from behind with rough force that left no doubt about who was in control.
Her long blonde hair tangled around them like silken ropes, binding them together in an intimate dance of power and submission.
Xia Bingling’s nails dug into his shoulders, leaving shallow red marks as she climaxed for the third time that night, her cries echoing off the walls of her chamber.
Wang Li grunted triumphantly before thrusting himself deep inside once more; this time pulling out to coat his member with Xia Bingling’s sweet honey and then plunged back inside without hesitation or mercy – determined to claim every inch of this woman’s body as his own personal playground!
In response to being dominated so completely by him, Xia Bingling lost all sense of restraint or modesty – moaning uncontrollably under him as he took complete possession over both mind and body.
She arched into each powerful stroke while digging her nails deeper into his skin – not out of pain but because it felt too good not to! It seemed there were no limits on how much pleasure they could find together tonight…
As dawn began to break through the windowsills surrounding them both lay exhausted but satisfied on top one another; their sweat melded together forming a sticky mess beneath them which only added another layer complexity onto already complex entanglement between two individuals bound by desire.
Exhaustion had finally claimed Xia Bingling, her breathing soft and even in sleep. Wang Li, however, remained awake, the adrenaline from their passionate encounter slowly fading. He held her close, gazing at her sleeping form with a newfound intensity.
Now, with a clear mind, he needed to address a critical matter. He gently nudged her awake, his voice a low murmur. “Bingling,” he began, waiting for her eyes to flutter open.
A sleepy smile graced her lips as she blinked at him. “Li,” she murmured, stretching languidly against him. “You seem to be in a thoughtful mood.”
He chuckled, tracing a finger down her arm. “Indeed,” he confessed. “Now that you’ve reached the illustrious Soul Integration Realm, it’s time for a grand celebration.”
Her eyes fluttered open, a mischievous glint sparkling within. “Celebrate? I thought we already did that quite thoroughly.”
He chuckled, tracing a finger down her spine. “Indeed, but I meant a proper celebration, a banquet worthy of a Soul Integration Realm expert like yourself.”
A thoughtful frown creased her brow. “A banquet… you have something in mind?”
“Of course,” he replied, a sly grin playing on his lips. “We’ll invite all the top experts from the righteous sects and cultivation families. A gathering to celebrate your monumental achievement.”
He paused for a moment, his gaze turning serious. “This banquet can be a platform for something more, something monumental.”
Intrigued, Xia Bingling propped herself up on one elbow. “More? What do you have in mind?”
A glint of ambition flashed in Wang Li’s eyes. “This banquet will be the stage where we make two grand announcements. First, the official union of our two families through the marriage of your precious daughter, Qingwu, and myself.”
Xia Bingling’s lips twitched into a knowing smile. “Of course,” she murmured, a playful glint in her own eyes. “How could I forget such a momentous event?”
He continued, his voice low and firm. “The second announcement will be the formation of a powerful alliance – The Three Peaks Alliance.”
He explained his vision, his voice filled with passion. “This alliance,” he said, “will combine the prowess of the Xia Family, the Song Family, and the Wang Family. We will pool our resources, territories, and even authorities under one banner, creating an unstoppable force for good.”
Xia Bingling frowned slightly. “An alliance? That’s a bold move. Sharing resources, territories… it will require a lot of trust.”
Wang Li chuckled as he spoke, “That’s why you’ll be the head, my love.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “Me? But why not you, Li? Your cultivation base might be lower, but your strategic mind is unmatched.”
He gave her a playful smack on the bottom, eliciting a surprised yelp from her. “Foolish woman,” he chuckled. “Of course, I’ll be the one managing everything from the shadows. But on the surface, you need to be the symbol of this unity. Your Soul Integration Realm cultivation base is the perfect image to project power and authority.”
A slow understanding dawned on Xia Bingling’s face. “I see,” she murmured, a hint of a smile reappearing. “So, I’ll be the figurehead, while you pull the strings?”
“Precisely,” he confirmed, pleased with her quick grasp of the situation.
A thoughtful silence descended for a moment. Finally, Xia Bingling voiced her only remaining concern. “The Song Family… will they agree to this alliance? Song Jingyan has been a great help recently, but merging families isn’t something families take lightly.”
Wang Li leaned back against the pillows, a confident smirk gracing his lips. “Ah, about Song Jingyan…” he trailed off, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “While you were busy cultivating, shattering your shackles and ascending to Soul Integration, shall we say… I engaged in some persuasive tactics with the Song Family’s Matriarch.”
Xia Bingling’s cheeks flushed a vibrant crimson as the implication of his words hit her. A wave of both surprise and a strange sense of possessiveness washed over her. “You… you mean…” she stammered.
He grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “You could say I have established a rather… close relationship with Song Jingyan as well.”
Xia Bingling, after a moment of stunned silence, burst into laughter. “You sly dog!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with a mixture of amusement and affection. “Here I thought I was your only secret mistress, and you’ve been conquering other Matriarchs while I wasn’t looking.”
He shrugged playfully. “Can’t blame a man for wanting a strong, beautiful woman at his side, can you?” he teased.
A playful glint entered Xia Bingling’s eyes. “So,” she purred, running a finger down his chest, “it seems we have a powerful alliance in more ways than one.”
Wang Li grinned, pulling her close for another kiss. “Indeed, my love,” he murmured.
A comfortable silence settled between them once more, broken only by the chirping of birds heralding the start of a new day. Xia Bingling, her hand trailing down Wang Li’s chest, finally voiced the question that had been simmering within her all night. “But what of Ye Fan?” she asked, her voice laced with a dangerous edge.
“What should we do about him?”
The mere mention of the man who had dared attack her family during her most vulnerable moment sent a surge of protectiveness through Wang Li. “That arrogant fool,” he growled. “Don’t worry, Bingling. He’ll face the consequences of his actions.”
She recounted the events of the attack, the audacity of the Iron Hammer Sect, a demonic sect known for their ruthless tactics, laying siege to the Xia Family while she battled the Heavenly Tribulation. “If not for you, Li,” she admitted, a tremor of gratitude lacing her voice, “I wouldn’t be here right now.”
“Don’t even think about that,” he said, cupping her cheek. “As long as I’m here, no harm will befall you or your family.”
A contemplative look crossed his features. “Speaking of the Iron Hammer Sect,” he began, “did you… eliminate them all?”
Xia Bingling snorted. “Eliminate? Hardly. They wouldn’t be of any use to me dead. Besides,” she added with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “their demise would be too quick and painless.”
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “So, what did you do with them?”
