After boldly ravishing the Imugi Prince’s lips for a while, So Ok sensed something strange.

Hm? Hmmm?

Confusion took over So Ok’s little head. She had certainly been the one to kiss him first, coax his mouth open, slip her tongue inside, and begin sucking.

Yet at some point, their roles had reversed. The imugi was now bearing down on So Ok as though he meant to devour her, when she had been the one licking and sucking him with her small lips and tongue.

“Mm! Mmph!”

His tongue thrust relentlessly into her mouth. It was a kiss that threatened to swallow every moan and every breath, so intense that her mind went blank.

Was this what kissing was like?

She did not know. She had pretended to be an expert, but in truth, everything So Ok knew about the entanglement of female and male came from books she had secretly brought back from the mortal world.

Come to think of it, one of those books had said that when male and female joined, it was like being lashed by wind and rain and swept away in a storm. Now So Ok was experiencing that firsthand.

His long, wet tongue teased her smaller one as persistently as a snake and greedily scraped away her saliva. That alone nearly robbed So Ok of her senses. Her lower belly tightened and grew hot. When she felt herself inexplicably becoming wet between her legs, So Ok unconsciously crossed them atop the prince’s lap.

Only after she had turned nearly as blue as when she had forgotten to breathe did he finally release her.

“Hah, haah!”

As So Ok panted for breath, her small lips were far redder and slightly more swollen than before. The prince smacked his lips at the sight. Their shape and color made him want to swallow them in one bite.

The prince’s lips had also grown much redder. He looked so indecently alluring that So Ok blushed without realizing it.

[It certainly is... sweet. Is this the power of the Moon Spirit Herb?]

His words snapped So Ok out of her daze. That stormy kiss had made her forget for a moment, but this was no time to sit there senseless. Why had she thrown herself at this prince in the first place?

She could not let this opportunity slip away.

“That is correct! That sweetness is the power of the Moon Spirit Herb. Is it not a potent, sweet yin energy? You can obtain the power of the Moon Spirit Herb from my bodily fluids—”

So Ok tried to protest, her face bright red. But it was no use.

The next instant, pleasure surged up through her waist, and what spilled from her lips was not a protest but a moan.

“Ah, ahh, aah!”

The prince had abruptly bitten into So Ok’s pert breast—specifically, the pink nipple protruding from it. Already stiff and erect, the bud rolled between his lips and tongue, hardening even further. The tip of his tongue pressed insistently into the crevice of the swollen nipple like the head of a snake. He nipped it gently between his teeth, chewed it with his lips, and curled his tongue around it. He toyed with So Ok’s nipple inside his mouth as though it were a piece of the sweetest candy.

“Ah, aahn!”

By the time he finally released it after tormenting it for so long, So Ok’s softly pink nipple had turned red. It had even swollen slightly larger from all his attention.

Meanwhile, his hand had slipped between So Ok’s legs once more. As it lightly stroked over her mound, his murmuring voice tickled her ears. Even with her nipple rolling inside his mouth, his words came through clearly. He was remarkably skilled at doing two things with one mouth.

[Your hair is so pale that I thought none grew here at all....]

The quiet vibration of his chuckle beat against her thoroughly stimulated nipple.

His hand swept over the skin where pale hair, as white as So Ok’s flesh, grew so faintly that she appeared bare, then slipped naturally lower with the practiced ease of a snake. The flesh there was extraordinarily soft and yielding. It was also pleasantly wet, which pleased him.

But it was still not enough.

[You boasted that your yin energy was so potent, yet you are not wet enough.]

When he parted her soft labia and delved between them, the much wetter flesh within was revealed. His fingertip tapped the plump little fruit hidden among the folds.

So Ok jerked in shock, trying to buck her hips. But the man held her waist too firmly, leaving her able to do nothing more than flounder. Short moans spilled from her instead.

“Ah! Aah!”

He pressed firmly against her clitoris with the tip of his finger, then circled it. As though lightning were bursting through her waist, So Ok writhed and released breathless, throaty moans.

“Ah, ah! Aahn! Ah! Hah!”

[You claimed your yin energy was potent, and indeed, even your moans overflow with it.]

Each time the prince rolled his fingertip one way and then another, her moans sprang out in perfect rhythm. When he moved quickly, her cries came just as fast; when he circled slowly, they grew languid and plaintive. The more attention he lavished on her, the more distinctly it rose. Judging its size with his fingertip, it had clearly grown larger and harder than before.

He slid another finger down and lightly touched her entrance. A thicker fluid than before streamed onto it. There was clearly more of it now, and its scent had grown stronger. The more he touched and pampered her, the riper she became.

[It was surely that little mouth of yours that swallowed the Moon Spirit Herb. Why, then, is this careless place below the one dripping its nectar?]

“Th-that is...!”

Once again, So Ok was given no chance to protest. The prince abruptly rose from the secondary throne.

Then, to the court’s horror, he seated So Ok atop the armrest of the Dragon King’s jade throne and knelt before her. The Dragon Palace courtiers were thrown into a panic by the utterly unexpected sight.

[N-no! How could you place such a lowly creature upon the jade throne...!]

[Y-Your Highness!]

But a single murderous glance from the Imugi Prince promptly subdued their clamor. His killing intent was colder and sharper than the waters of the North Sea. His gaze clearly said:

Anyone who interferes will pay with his life!

There was only one thing the powerless courtiers could do. They obediently pressed their heads to the floor and pretended they could see nothing. Then they used every available fin and limb to cover their ears, pretending they could hear nothing either.

[Let us see.]

After seating So Ok on the armrest of the jade throne, the prince spread her slender white legs wide. Her sex was revealed, flushed a dizzying red against her pale skin.

He caught her half-closed labia between his fingers and spread them apart, exposing even the deep cavern hidden within. As though aware of the man’s gaze, her dark-pink entrance fluttered and released another gush of sweet-smelling fluid.

[Ah, now I see. I wondered why the Moon Spirit Herb’s nectar flowed from below, but it was because you had hidden a flower of flesh here. Naturally, a flower would drip sweet honey.]

Murmuring the words as though in jest, he buried his face between So Ok’s legs.

“Ah!”

So Ok bucked her hips with a startled moan. He extended his tongue and licked her slightly reddened, aroused clitoris, then sucked it persistently as though he meant to swallow it. He bit, sucked, and swallowed the fluid wetting her clitoris as though it were honeyed water, determined not to waste a single drop.

“Aahn!”

As So Ok writhed with a moan, sweet, slippery fluid repeatedly gushed from her entrance. The prince drank it eagerly and chuckled.

[So this is where you hid a spring that endlessly wells with nectar—no, with honey.]

He flicked her clitoris with his fingertip, and So Ok trembled as the shock seemed to erase her vision in a flash of white.

“Haah!”

The pale inner thighs quivering before him looked like freshly steamed white cakes, so the Imugi Prince lightly sank his teeth into one. It did not truly feel like a soft rice cake. It was several times softer, however, and tasted sweet against the tip of his tongue.

[My... even your flesh is sweet. Is that also the work of the Moon Spirit Herb? Or is rabbit meat naturally sweet?]

Among all the moon rabbits in the Moon Palace, So Ok had the quickest tongue. Lady Chang’e had even laughed and joked, “It seems oil rather than saliva flows from your mouth.”

Yet she could not utter a single retort to the prince’s teasing now. Her lips and tongue were perfectly sound, but nothing emerged except moans.

“Ah, ah, mm, there, more—ah, no, stop!”

Ever since the Imugi Prince had buried his head between her legs while shamelessly taunting her, she had been unable to speak a single coherent sentence. All that escaped her were fragments of words that shattered before they could become speech.

The prince deftly plucked one of the few meaningful phrases from among them and tormented So Ok with his words as well.

[Do you want me to touch you more here?]

Before he had even finished speaking, he pressed his thumb firmly against her trembling clitoris.

“Mmm!”

[Or do you truly want me to stop now?]

So Ok’s hips trembled desperately as they pushed toward the prince.

Without realizing it, she was spreading her legs wide and offering herself to him as though begging. So Ok was too overwhelmed even to recognize what she was doing.

[How am I to obey when I cannot understand what you want?]

It felt as though a fire had ignited in her lower belly. No, not an ordinary fire. Lightning.

Mortals called the joining of male and female the passion of clouds and rain, and now So Ok understood why. When clouds and rain grew violent, thunder crashed and lightning flashed. Between their entwined bodies, pleasure and shock surged as though lightning were blazing and thunder were pounding against her ears.

Or rather, they nearly did. If he stroked, licked, and teased her just a little harder, stormlike ecstasy would surely sweep the little rabbit away.

But just before it could, the man abruptly stopped.

After working her into such a state.

If he would only lick, touch, and suck her a little—a little harder... surely—

The prince idly rubbed So Ok’s clitoris and asked:

[Then what would you have me do?]

His touch brought no true relief and only heated her body further, making her resent him.

She could bear it no longer. So Ok reached out with both hands and pulled the prince’s head into her embrace. Then she whispered softly:

“I already told you—ah! Mm! Eat me, please! Aahn!”

[Very well. I shall devour you to the very end. I will not leave a single bite or drop behind. Prepare yourself.]

Before he had even finished speaking, the Imugi Prince’s form transformed completely. Horns sprouted from his head, and blue scales rose over his pale skin. In moments, a single enormous, serpentine imugi filled the Dragon Palace throne hall. Cradling So Ok’s white body against him, he vanished into the inner palace.

So great was his haste that his massive tail struck one of the blue-jade pillars and cracked it. It was as though a storm had swept through the hall and vanished in an instant.

Left behind in the suddenly desolate throne hall, the courtiers could only stare in bewilderment at the empty jade throne.

Volume 1 Chapter 4

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