NTR: Choice Based System

"If you can pass my test, then you can use my Yang energy. But if you fail to do that, then you'll become one of my collection," she said, her eyes fixated on Ye Yang.

He asked in a little nervous tone, as he was fed up with trials after trials, "What... what do I have to do to pass your test?"

The woman smiled and removed her clothes, standing naked in front of Ye Yang. "Satisfy me."

Ye Yang gulped. He had never been in a situation like this. In this moment, he missed Hell, who would have jumped on the woman even before she decided to ask Ye Yang to satisfy her.

It became hard for him to decide because he was inexperienced in this. The first time he had done it with a disciple of the Spirit Fairy Sect, and his second time would be like this.

He knew that all of this was likely an illusion, but the feeling was real, and the first time he wasn't sure about this.

The second reason for his hesitation was his first life. During the trial, he had married Elara, and in the end, not only did he lose his cultivation after having sex with his wife, but he also developed erectile dysfunction within a decade.

Ye Yang stared at the woman, her eyes glittering with amusement. He took a deep breath, his mind racing.

The memory of his past life, the betrayal, the impotence, flashed before his eyes. He hesitated, fear gripping his heart.

"I... I accept your test," he finally said, his voice trembling slightly. He was still sceptical because of presence of hundreds of eyes looking at them.

The woman smiled, a seductive curve to her lips. "Good," she purred, her voice a silken caress. "Now, come."

Ye Yang, feeling a strange mixture of dread and anticipation, moved towards her.

As he drew closer, he noticed the intricate tattoos that adorned her body, swirling patterns of black ink that seemed to shift and change with the light.

The woman reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of his face. "You are hesitant," she observed, her voice a low murmur.

"loose those robed and let me see what you are hiding between those legs."

Ye Yang felt a shiver run down his spine. "why in hurry… let's enjoy the moment?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

"enjoy the moment," she smiled, her gaze intense. "then let me taste those lips of yours."

Ye Yang felt his heart pounding against his ribs. He understood. This was not just about physical pleasure.

It was about surrendering to his desires while maintaining his focus, about finding balance between indulgence and control.

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He would not allow himself to be consumed by fear or desire.

He would face this challenge, just as he had faced every other challenge on his journey.

He opened his eyes and looked into the woman's. "Very well," he said, his voice steady. Then he leaned, his lips closer to her lips.

The woman smiled, a predatory glint in her eyes. She reached out and pulled him towards her, her lips brushing against his.

Ye Yang felt a jolt of electricity, a surge of primal energy that threatened to overwhelm him. she gripped his arms, her fingers digging into his skin, while Ye Yang trying to maintain his composure.

The woman tasted of honey and wild berries, her skin smooth and warm beneath his touch.

He explored her body with a newfound reverence, his senses heightened, his mind alert. He felt the rise and fall of her breath, the rapid beating of her heart, the subtle shifts in her energy.

He moved slowly, deliberately, savouring every moment. He focused on the sensations, on the way her body responded to his touch, on the way her energy intertwined with his own. He felt a strange sense of peace, a sense of calm amidst the storm of his emotions.

The woman moaned softly, her hands running through his hair. "This is the taste of youthfulness," she whispered, "unlike that old man who was using my body as a mere plaything, though he did satisfy me."

Ye Yang felt a surge of irritation. "Forget about everything and focus on me," he said, his voice low and firm.

He wasn't interested in hearing about her past conquests, especially not when they involved such a disparaging comparison.

The woman's eyes widened slightly, surprised by the unexpected assertiveness in his tone.

She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "Very well," she purred, her voice laced with a hint of playful defiance. "But you must admit, there's a certain thrill in knowing you're not the first."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Ye Yang felt a flicker of amusement. This woman was certainly more intriguing than he had initially anticipated.

He deepened the kiss, silencing her words with his own. He would show her that he was not merely a vessel for her pleasure, but a worthy opponent, a man who could both satisfy and dominate.

The woman's movements became more urgent, her body arching against his. He felt a surge of energy, a wave of pure pleasure that washed over him.

His hands started roaming on her body, from her full breasts, he squeezed them, increasing the heat on her body. She started moaning as she felt his rough hands on her skin.

The woman arched her back, gasping for breath. Ye Yang, emboldened by her response, intensified his touch.

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He moved lower, his hands exploring the curves of her hips, his lips trailing a path of fire across her neck. She shuddered, her body trembling beneath his touch.

Ye Yang felt a surge of power, not just physical but also spiritual. The Yang energy within him seemed to resonate with the energy emanating from the woman, creating a powerful, intoxicating current.

As he brought himself to the precipice, he felt a sense of clarity, a profound understanding of the woman before him.

She was not just a seductive temptress, but a powerful entity, a guardian of this ancient forest, a force of nature to be reckoned with. And he, in this moment of intimacy, had gained a deeper understanding of her, and of himself.