Chapter 231: Life-or-Death Maze (9)
Yan Qiao's gaze swept from the dazzling purple glow of the gems on Xing Ye's and Sheng Churan's heartguard armor, then shifted to Ji Ning's face. Keeping a straight face, he said, "Finally found you."
Ji Ning snickered. "You didn't make a sound again. Of course it took a while." Then, remembering that Yan Qiao had appeared together with Song Weiyang, she asked, "Did you two run into each other? Nothing went wrong?"
"What could possibly go wrong?" Yan Qiao curled his lip. He knew this woman would worry needlessly.
Song Weiyang, who'd had the foresight to wedge himself next to Sheng Churan earlier, was now in the prime position to wrap an arm around Ji Ning's shoulder and change the subject. "So you've already recruited Xing and Ran to your faction? How'd you do it? Quick, I want to join too, be your Knight."
Even Yan Qiao, though he'd been keeping a cold expression because he was standing among Ji Ning's circle of men, quietly perked up his ears.
Ji Ning explained, "Well, you have to kiss first, then draw a contract method. Once it's done, your gem turns purple."
"Sissy," Yan Qiao spat out two words.
"Haha, gay purple, hahahahaha." Primed by Yan Qiao, Ji Ning only then noticed that no matter how macho the men were, sporting a purple gem on their chests really did hurt their image a bit. She laughed for a long time, then tugged on Yan Qiao's sleeve. "So, do you want to be my Knight or not?"
"I didn't say no," Yan Qiao replied curtly. As soon as he finished, he pressed himself toward Ji Ning.
The situation changed in an instant. Song Weiyang, who was beside Ji Ning, noticed Yan Qiao making a move and reacted even faster, pulling Ji Ning into his embrace. Yan Qiao, refusing to back down, grabbed Ji Ning's other arm.
Both men bent to kiss Ji Ning's lips almost simultaneously, but because they tried at the same time, neither could actually reach her mouth. Their lips landed on the two corners of her lips instead.
Ji Ning was completely dumbfounded. Only one question filled her mind: if two people kissed her at the same time, would the contract bind them both at once?
Thus, she watched helplessly as the system pushed a new notification.
【Please have the Purple-Side Princess draw the method for contracting the Loyal Hound Knight and the Ice Wolf Knight】
There was only one draw option. They really had to do it together.
Realizing they too would have to be contracted alongside their mortal enemy, both Song Weiyang and Yan Qiao became infuriated.
Song Weiyang: "What are you butting in for? Don't you understand first come, first served?"
Yan Qiao: "I moved first. You intercepted, and you still have something to say?"
"Enough!" Xing Ye really couldn't stand it anymore and gave a soft reprimand. "Causing trouble wasn't enough, now you have to bicker and make it impossible to have any peace. All of you, quiet down and let Ning-Ning draw the requirement."
Sheng Churan, who was staying out of this, stood to the side, leaning against the concrete wall watching the show. He pursed his lips in a silent laugh too afraid to make a sound.
It was still the first time Ji Ning had seen Xing Ye scold people. Even though she was completely innocent, she instinctively tensed up, and with a trembling little heart, drew the requirement.
【Two Knights insert simultaneously and climax at the same time as the Princess】
【Any violation or failure to fulfill the requirement will result in contract failure. The Knights will turn into monsters and return to the forest】
Seeing this contract method, Ji Ning took a deep breath and froze completely.
Xing Ye couldn't see what it was, but he could tell her expression wasn't good.
Remembering that his little sweetheart had bad luck draws the previous two times, pulling out all sorts of strange content, Xing Ye had a bad feeling and asked, "What is it?"
"We have to, at the same time..." Ji Ning's bottom clenched tight. "Enter at the same time..."
This time, not only did Xing Ye's face darken, but even Sheng Churan couldn't hold back: "What the hell kind of thing is this?"
Yan Qiao chuckled softly and pinched Ji Ning's cheek. "Little jinx, you really know how to pick them. So tell me, do you want two in one hole or one in front, one in back?"
Ji Ning bristled: "How can both go in from there!"
...
Ji Ning resisted, and the men were also afraid of hurting her. In the end, they of course didn't choose the former option.
Ten minutes later, she was stripped naked, lying between Song Weiyang and Yan Qiao, with their clothes spread on the ground beneath her as padding.
Knowing she was about to have her back door explored for the first time, Ji Ning was so nervous her hands and feet didn't know where to go.
Her body was wound tight as a drum, so Song Weiyang and Yan Qiao, one in front and one behind, did their best to soothe her.
Song Weiyang buried himself against her body, licking her breasts. Yan Qiao, behind her, trailed kisses from her shoulders all the way down to her waist.
"Baby... uh... relax a little..." Song Weiyang licked with devotion, his mumbled comfort indistinct.
At this point, the sensations were building, and Ji Ning began to moan.
She was like a cotton candy, growing softer and softer the more she was licked. Her lower body, dry from tension, gradually became moist.
Yan Qiao also took a moment to coax her. For the first time, he gently, suppressing the urge to knead roughly, caressed Ji Ning's bottom.
"Don't be afraid, leave your body to me. I'll be gentle. It won't hurt."
Ji Ning bit her fingers. She was scared, but there was still a hint of anticipation.
And moreover, because both Xing Ye and Sheng Churan were watching this scene, her shame magnified her body's desire and senses to the extreme.
Yan Qiao used the pads of his fingers to gently circle and stroke the plump flesh, warming up Ji Ning's bottom from the touch.
His hand probed forward, scooping a handful there, and found her lower parts a complete mess, dripping wet with so much fluid. He then slid his cock up from the base of her thighs and grinded it against her slick slit with wet, squelching sounds.
"Mmm..." Ji Ning closed her eyes, so comfortable that her toes curled tight.
She loved hearing that churning sound too much. She loved it so much that just listening to it made her flow even more, flooding like a river she couldn't stop.
With just a few casual rubs, Yan Qiao's shaft and glans were coated in her juices.
So he withdrew. Afterward, the smooth glans pressed against her tight back entrance.
Ji Ning's panting stopped. She abruptly opened her eyes, her lips slightly parted as she took small, shallow breaths.
"Relax... good girl." Yan Qiao held her waist and exerted a very, very gentle force, squeezing a bit of the tip inside.
"Oooh... so full..." Ji Ning's tears welled up immediately, the fear of the unknown gaining the upper hand again.
"Good girl, relax." Xing Ye crouched down, ignoring his image to lie prone on the ground and kiss Ji Ning's forehead. He wiped away her tears, captured her hand, and held it in his palm. "I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you."
Seeing her cry shattered Xing Ye's heart. A dark thought even crept into his mind: maybe he should just let Song Weiyang and Yan Qiao die. Why should his treasure suffer such torment?
The faint sound of Xing Ye tightening his grip on his sword hilt did not escape Ji Ning's notice.
She lifted her head and looked into his eyes, catching that fleeting, ruthless glint that flashed and vanished in an instant.
Ji Ning's heart pounded fiercely. Her concern for Song Weiyang and Yan Qiao completely overpowered her own fear.
She looked down at Sheng Churan, who was crouched by her feet, rubbing her legs to help her relax. She noticed that his other hand had also, coincidentally, tightened around his own sword hilt.
Ji Ning quickly made her choice between offering up her little rear hole and offering up the lives of two men.
She relaxed her clamped legs, relaxed her glutes, and pressed her waist back, angling herself to make it easier for Yan Qiao to enter.
What she had noticed, Yan Qiao naturally discovered as well.
In this situation, Ji Ning's initiative was no longer just base, primal lust. It contained a precious sincerity and protective love.
Yan Qiao's heart, which had been parched and barren and cold for so long, emptied out in this moment, and was quickly filled again.
He gently pushed his waist, advancing another inch. Hard yet soft, he pressed into Ji Ning's raw and warm interior, melting her.
The expected pain did not come.
Ji Ning's secret gritting of teeth, her bracing to endure the pain, proved unnecessary.
Apart from a feeling of fullness, it was actually warm and comfortable, with a faint, aching pressure.
It was different from the pleasure in front... but, strangely enough to make one almost savor it...
Yan Qiao treated it like her first time, thrusting and pulling back bit by bit. Mixed with her juices and his own pre-cum, he slicked her insides until they were slippery.
Slowly, that unfamiliar, heavy fullness gradually became something she adjusted to, and Yan Qiao thrust deeper and deeper.
"Mm~" Ji Ning couldn't help but cry out, even gripping Xing Ye's fingers tightly.
This was undoubtedly a bugle call for peace.
The four men all breathed a sigh of relief to varying degrees. As Ji Ning's moans grew increasingly uninhibited and seductive, those who should be aroused became aroused, and those who had put away their murderous intent turned instead to feeling sour and possessive.
Ji Ning was finally completely at ease now, wholeheartedly greeting the fresh and stimulating tidal waves of sensation.
After Yan Qiao sped up his thrusting, she even felt like a new sensitive spot had been discovered inside her body.
Every time Yan Qiao slammed against it, she felt so good her breath hitched.
Behind her, Yan Qiao was panting from pure pleasure: "Ugh... fuck, it's tight... your asshole feels so damn good swallowing my cock."
Ji Ning's wall of shame completely collapsed: "Ah... faster... it feels so good."
Song Weiyang had finally been waiting for this moment.
That spot of hers was already sloppily scattering sweet nectar everywhere. He raised his hard cock and thrust it in without a shred of courtesy, pressing straight into her deepest place.
"Mmph... oooh... ah! No... it's too stimulating~" Ji Ning hadn't expected that the dual pincer attack she'd feared for so long would actually feel so amazing she wanted to roll her eyes back.
With absolutely no defense, her private place heated heavily. The sharp, acute stimulation broke through the critical point, and she almost hit the climax right then and there.
The two men, one in front and one behind, fucked her with devotion and force, making Ji Ning quiver like a trembling block of jelly. Her breasts and bottom shook so wildly it was impossible to tell which one was trembling harder.
Her cries were lewd and unbridled, nearly making Xing Ye and Sheng Churan suffer internal injuries from holding themselves back.
Livestream comments:
"Murder scene instantly turns into a debauched orgy"
"Our Ning-Ning's 'adaptability' really is first-rate"
"Unlocking a new flavor"
"Poor Boss Jiang and Lao Qin still have no idea what's happened."
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