Mana 5 Chapter 9 (Patreon)

Apparently, while my mana beasts had been talking, Wenxi had been preparing something else. She stood before me in a white silk chemise with a bed behind her.

She stepped up and wrapped her arms around me as she kissed me boldly, her tongue pushing straight past my teeth like a surprise attack.

I was more shocked than anything, but after a moment, I threw that aside and kissed her back.

Her warm lips suckled on my own as our mouths made wet smacking noises. She moaned into me.

When we pulled back, I raised an eyebrow. “What’s this?”

“My mother said that the best time to seduce a man is after a battle, when his blood is pumping.” Wenxi blushed. “Do you not like it?”

“Surprised is all.” I didn’t want to tell her no or push her away as my mind worked to adjust to the moment. I knew that she needed affirmation, and I was curious what more there could be between us.

“This isn’t marriage or anything. I want you, and I want this before we are married.” She clarified.

I picked her up by her hips and walked her over to the bed. “What exactly is it you want?” I teased her.

Even though I wasn’t in love with Wenxi, she was a beautiful, strong woman who I planned to marry. I was plenty happy to use sex to deepen our relationship.

“I want to see it.” Her hand rubbed against my pants, feeling the erection that had come quickly.

I had to agree with her mother. The idea of bedding her was definitely more tempting after battle. There was a certain ferocity that lingered and bled into lust easily.

“Careful what you ask for.” I lifted Wenxi up and tossed her back on the bed.

Quinn laughed before turning away, giving the other woman the respect of privacy.

Wenxi’s hands were eager as they pulled down my pants; my half mast was on full display. “It’s bigger than I thought.” Her hands cupped it like she was trying to keep it warm in the winter.

“Stroke it.” I slipped off my robe and shucked my pants off the bed.

Wenxi had a warm smile on her face as her thumbs danced over the sensitive head, petting it softly. “Like that?”

“You can be firm; it isn’t fragile.” I chuckled, pushing her head to the side, and kissed her neck hard enough to leave a hickey.

She was offering herself to me, and I had a feeling she’d be pleased at the marking. By the way she was looking at me, she knew exactly what I’d just done, and was, in fact, happy. Wenxi wanted to be desired.

Somehow, her family dynamics seemed to make her feel discarded, even though she lived a life that many would consider luxurious. I didn’t judge her for that. Instead, I accepted Wenxi for who she was. She was a woman bent on proving herself and making her mark upon the world.

That she’d chosen to share herself with me was something I wanted to make sure she knew I appreciated.

“It’s getting so much bigger.” She giggled. Apparently some of the nerves were wearing off.

Glancing down, I could see I was as big as I was going to get. “Don’t worry, it doesn’t get bigger.”

“Good. I’m still concerned about that fitting as it is.” She cupped it and let her thumbs quest the ridge at the base of the head while she watched my expression.

I let myself show when I enjoyed a particular spot, and she stroked me there. “That feels good.”

“That’s exactly what I want.” Wenxi sighed.

Reaching down between her legs, she spread them for me. Her labia parted as I dipped a finger down, but she wasn’t nearly wet enough for a first time.

Pushing off the bed, I lowered myself down her chest, kissing each of her breasts as I let my nose drag a line down the center. I kissed her stomach, still covered by the silky chemise.

When I got to the bottom, I lifted the lingerie and kissed her hips, letting my tongue flick out and tease her skin.

“You don’t have to do that.” She tried to pull at my head, but I was determined to follow through.

Parting her legs, her lovely pink flesh opened wide before me and I kissed her lower lips, savoring the earthy sweetness that came from her depths.

“But I want to.” I said, kissing her slowly as I worked to cover every inch. My tongue continued to flick out and lick at her skin, making her think of what was to come when I put my tongue to use elsewhere.

It was having the reaction I expected. The growing heady smell filled the air as beads of liquid coated her exposed sex.

As much as she had protested, she was still holding her legs out as wide as she could stretch.

I kissed her clit and let my tongue flick over the swollen pink pearl, her scent growing stronger and she made a soft drawn-out moan.

Something about her moan made me rock hard, and I responsively began thrusting myself into the bed. I wasn’t sure I could wait much longer. I wanted to fuck her right then and there.

Using all my willpower to hold off just a little longer, I continued to kiss and tease at her lips. Wenxi could barely hold still as she wiggled, trying to get my tongue deeper inside of her. She begged and her fingers curled in my hair as she shoved me into her sex like she was trying to suffocate me.

My tongue shot out, parting her sex as she became stiff as a board for a moment before melting into a puddle. Her tension released in a sigh that sounded like her soul just left her body.

I smiled. She thought we were done when we were just getting started.

I lapped at her sex, drawing her lubrication out and circling her clit before diving back in for more. Wenxi bucked on the bed. “Oh, my! More. Fuck! More.” I had to hold tightly to her thighs to keep from being thrown off the bed in her excitement.

Enjoying her losing her propriety, I redoubled my efforts, focusing on the clit. I brought Wenxi to a higher peak before she sagged and flooded my tongue with her juices.

I pulled back and wiped my face with a cloth from my spatial ring. “Satisfied?”

“I want more, but not the main event yet.” She looked down at my erection with a hint of worry.

Smirking, I pulled a vial of cooking oil from my spatial ring. “This is something that is fun for me. Care to try?” Holding the vial half tilted over her chest, I quirked a brow, waiting for her answer.

“Yes, let’s try that.” She pressed her chest up, her breasts pushing together as I dribbled oil into her cleavage. She tilted, trying to keep all the oil right there. “Come get yourself all slippery for me.” She squeezed her chest together.

I pushed my erection through her soft cleavage until I poked out the other end. I stayed just in front of her lips for a moment before she gave it a tentative lick.

Seeing that it didn’t taste bad, she gave it a second, more passionate lick. Soon she’d worked her lips up around the edge and sucked on the side of my cock.

Pulling back through her cleavage, I thrust through again. This time, she hurried to lick and suck on it before it disappeared.

We played this game for several minutes before she grabbed my ass and held me still so she could lift her head and work my head past her lips to bob on my cock.

It was halting and erratic, but she made up for it with enthusiasm as she sucked my cock and massaged my balls with her oiled chest.

Helping her, I lifted my hips for a better angle and shoved myself deeper into her mouth until she gulped, trying to swallow the head.

I realized it might be a bit too advanced for her first time. Pulling back, I enjoyed her warm wet mouth as her tongue slathered my cock in attention.

Her lips curled around my shaft as she bobbed her head, and I grabbed onto her hair as I released my seed into her mouth.

Wenxi smiled around my cock and swallowed before continuing to suck with a challenge in her eyes.

“You don’t want to play that game. I can heal my balls enough to keep going for two whole weeks straight. You heard it.” I teased her.

Her eyes opened wide at that idea. “No wonder you can satisfy so many wives.” She spoke with me still in her mouth.

“I’m sure I could keep up with a few more.” I replied, caressing the side of her cheek. “But before we continue, I need you to practice a technique with me.”

It was her turn to be confused. “I already know dual cultivation techniques.” She blushed. “The books are… interesting, but I have no experience.”

I shook my head. What I was going to teach her wasn’t just a dual cultivation technique. It was the Bloodline Harmony that I had used with the rest of my wives to bring out bloodlines in each of them.

I hadn’t used it in the immortal world. After my mother’s tinkering in the mortal world, I wasn’t entirely sure it would still work. But I wanted to try.

“So this is like that, but a bit more. You need to feel me like you do for dual cultivation, but beyond the pulse of my mana, try to feel the pulse of my blood.” I instructed her on the technique even as I dipped my cock in her sex.

She was wet and welcoming as her lower lips parted while her mouth sighed. “Yes. I think I can do it.”

Sinking deeper, she opened wide for me until I hit a firm, fleshy wall. “This is going to hurt.”

“I’m a fourth rank cultivator. I think I can handle my hymen breaking.” She swung up her legs and wrapped them around my hip, thrusting me home.

All she did was grunt in pain. “Make it feel better.”

I knew my job. Thrusting in and out of her, I focused on her pleasure and our blood.

My Pixiu bloodline sang like a struck tuning fork. It vibrated inside of me and through my own veins. My engorged cock vibrated too, and Wenxi squealed, wrapping her legs around my hips.

“I didn’t know they did that.”

“They don’t. It’s part of the technique.”

“Don’t stop.” She tried to thrust with her hips, but she was pinned down by my weight.

Instead, I slowly rolled my hips, driving deeper inside of her. I savored the feeling of her slick walls as they pulled at my cock.

It was a blissful, slow fuck as we both focused on cultivation.

Something was building inside each of us as I drew her bloodline to the surface and the Pixiu, a multifaceted chimeric beast, took on the Heavenly Swan bloodline of the Su family.

At the same time, with the bloodline activating in myself, it resonated with Wenxi and came to life. I hoped she would be stronger than others in her family. So far, all my wives had blossomed with potent bloodlines.

“It’s so beautiful.” Tears spilled out of Wenxi’s eyes as she gasped for breath. The moment didn’t last long, as the harmony between the two of us built to an incredible peak. We both synced in body for a moment and shared in each other's pleasure.

It was too much. We came, redoubling the same pleasure that had set us off, and I wrapped my arms around her, clinging to her as I shoved myself home and unloaded inside her warmth.

“Can we do that again?” Wenxi asked, her eyes filled with a lusty haze.

“No, just the once. Activating your bloodline is that intense.” I answered.

“Wait, what?” She pushed me off her, and I just smiled. I could feel her drawing on her bloodline as a character blazed to life on her forehead. “No way. No fucking way.”

Tears spilled out of her eyes. “How did you do this?”

“My own bloodline.”

“What? There’s no such thing.” She was in shock.

I shook my head, starting to understand that what I had was truly unique. What my mother did to create my bloodline back in the mortal world was either forbidden or unknown, because otherwise, these ancient families would all be trying to do it.

“My bloodline harmonized with yours. I can now use your bloodline. And in return, I’ve harmonized your own bloodline, drawing it further to the surface and activating it.” I explained what happened.

“But how can you copy my bloodline?”

I shrugged. “My bloodline is that of the godbeast of luck. A creature so chimeric, it can take on the aspects of many others.”

“The Pixiu is a myth. Even if it existed, if it could do what you just did, how could the ancient families not have heard about it before? Do you realize how many would be lining up offering their daughters to you just at the chance of you bringing forth their bloodlines?”

What she said rang true. “Maybe my bloodline is just that pure.”

She shook her head in disbelief before realizing Quinn was still there, looking away. “What about you? It’s your bloodline that he uses for the gold dragon, correct?” Wenxi had already put things together.

Quinn turned around now that she was being addressed. “Yes, it is, though my bloodline was given to me by an ancient gold dragon and his same technique. He’s shared that ability with each of his wives. It is why each of their bloodlines is so powerful.”

“There’s another option.” I spoke up, wanting to voice something that had been bothering me. “My mother was from an ancient family of this world. She went to the mortal world and conceived me there. I think she did something.”

“Like what?”

Shrugging. “I don’t know. It seems so… happenstance that I am surrounded by people who have the potential for extremely powerful bloodlines? That plus that my own can activate them?”

“So what, you think she made those bloodlines? Or set them on your path?” Wenxi had calmed down and asked those questions softly, but still full of skepticism.

Shaking my head, I knew it sounded so odd. “She cultivates the power of fate. Maybe she manipulated my path somehow. She could have used that power to change things in a world where everything was more malleable, where she was essentially a god?”

“If it were so easy, others would have done it.” Wenxi pointed out. “But you might not be wrong, there could be something else she’d done. What was this about the power of fate?”

“My mother said my family cultivated the power of fate, to control it.” I explained.

The blood drained from Wenxi’s face. “You never said this before.”

“I hadn’t thought to mention it. Why? Do you know something?”

“Sort of. I think I know what family your mother belongs to.” Whatever she was thinking, Wenxi didn’t seem very pleased.

“What family? Which city?” I pushed.

“Don’t get too excited. I think it’s the Yunqi family. They don’t rule one of the cities… instead they are the contested leaders of Cloud city.”

“Contested?” I frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Their bloodline dried up, no one from their youngest generation bears their bloodline, and the Leon family is close to forcing them out of the leadership position for Cloud city.” Wenxi’s voice dropped low. “They are the horror story that makes every ancient family work so hard to keep their bloodlines.”

Quinn spoke up. “If ever there was someone dedicated to restoring bloodlines, it would be those who are about to lose everything, along with their own.”

“You’re right.” Wenxi agreed. “But Isaac, that means you're likely your family’s only hope right now.”

I stood baffled. That made little sense. Why would my mother be so worried about them killing me?

The only answer I could think of was if my essence blood could restore some of the existing cultivators of the Yunpi bloodline.

A shiver went through me as I thought about becoming a cultivation resource for a bunch of silver spoon brats that the family had already groomed.

“It also means I’m my family’s biggest resource. I could be used, possibly against my will, to restore some of the existing bloodlines.” I voiced my concern.

“Ah. That’s possible too.” Wenxi agreed. “So, what will you do?”

“The same thing as always.” I put my robe back on. “Continue to get stronger. We have to get ready for this shard of the shattered world, and with it, the opportunities that will come for all of us.”

“You aren’t running off to Cloud city?” She asked, worry laced in her voice.

“Not yet. Now that I know where my mother is, I can plan. I won’t go there until I’m absolutely sure that I can survive. Not only is my own family a danger, but so are any of their enemies. I represent the potential rise of the Yunpi family again.”

“The Leon family.” Wenxi said. “They are the new power in Cloud city with the bloodline of the Guardian Lion.”

I nodded, cementing those names in my heart. “Well, this was productive.” I winked at her, enjoying watching Wenxi blush. “But we should get back.”

Wenxi clung to my arm. “I’m sorry for how I reacted. It was just very shocking.”

I shook my head. “I should have warned you first. But when I said I might have had a way to bring your bloodline forward before, you didn’t believe me.”

“Of course! Like I said, this is truly unheard of.” She grew very serious. “Keep it close. I won’t even be telling my mother.” Wenxi stared into my eyes, making sure I knew just how vital of a secret it was.

“Understood.”

“Now, if you two are done.” Quinn waited with her hands behind her back. “What are we going to do with these baby pangolins?”