Rise of the White Dragon

Chapter 155: Dual Cultivation - (R18)

Chapter 155: Dual Cultivation - (R18)

It is not known how long they kissed in the shower until they parted almost breathlessly, with their irregular breathing. Despite wanting to continue kissing and touching, they still wanted to cleanse themselves, so with great self-control they started to apply liquid soap on their bodies and wash their hair with shampoo and conditioner.

Outside, the rain began to fall relentlessly.

"Let's go to the room?" Luan asked in his deep, husky voice.

"Yes," Ingrid replied, her voice almost giving off a drunken tone.

With only towels wrapped around their bodies, Ingrid and Luan arrived in the room. Not being able to wait any longer, they started to kiss hungrily. Luan stopped kissing Ingrid's delicious mouth and started kissing her neck and leaving compromising hickey marks. He went down to the collarbone and sucked, making Ingrid tremble in his arms.

Ingrid gasped and felt weak legs, but she didn't want him to stop. Catching her breath, Ingrid also kissed and sucked Luan's neck. It was a strange but addictive sensation, and when she saw the mark of her mouth on Luan's smooth white neck, she felt a strange sense of accomplishment in her chest.

And for some strange reason, she felt like biting Luan's cheek... and she did, but then she looked at him with pity and went on to kiss softly and lick at the mark. "Sorry."

"No, worry. It didn't hurt," Luan said in his husky voice.

After he said that, he kissed her mouth possessively. The towels fell off, and Luan lay on the bed, which looked more like a sea of ??red roses, with Ingrid on top of him. They continued to kiss while caressing each other.

The smell of rose, with the scent of the perfume on their bodies, left them drunk and wanting more and more of each other. Turning around, placing Ingrid underneath, Luan pinned her hands up and kissed her hard. Ingrid's lips were swollen, even a little sore, but she didn't complain; she even liked it.

Luan then stopped kissing her and started to go down, kissing the neck and collarbone, causing Ingrid to shudder. When he reached her milky white hills, Ingrid caught her breath. She felt Luan's hot breath on her breasts, and it made her shiver and wish he would put her breasts in his mouth.

Luan sucked and nibbled on her right breast, and touched the other breast with his hand and circled, and twisted it a little with his fingers. Ingrid groaned and screamed. She felt ecstatic and squeezed Luan tightly into a hug. Luan's broad, smooth back was scratched by Ingrid's sharp nails, leaving thin trickles of blood.

Yelping, Luan hugged her body. Her little frame was so soft and carried the faintest scent of lavender that it really made Luan feel at ease.

Going up, Luan kissed Ingrid's soft and desirable lips again. With his hands, on the left he touched her breasts, and the other he went around Ingrid's vulva until he finally reached the clitoris.

Ingrid groaned and stopped kissing him. She took a deep breath, and bit his shoulder, trying to stop shivering, but it didn't help. Luan grabbed her neck with her hand before playing with her breasts and pulled her mouth closer and kissed her hard.

Ingrid moaned in Luan's mouth and bit his lips lightly.

Taking one of her hands off Luan's broad back, she rubbed all over his firm and strong chest and started to descend. When she reached little Luan, she stroked and squeezed gently. She felt it was warm and at the same time smooth and firm. As she moved her fingers from top to bottom, she saw Luan growl with pleasure. A mischievous smile curved her lips and she continued to play with little Luan. She liked to see Luan's reaction; it was as if she had found a new toy...

In his hushed voice, Luan said solemnly, "Ingrid... I already explained that there are dual cultivation techniques, yes? So... There is one that is an oath of eternal love when practicing with this technique: it is something even more sacred than marriage. If either betrays the other, they both will be killed by the pact of heaven and earth. You don't have to choose this now; we can do it like last time. But I still want to ask, do you want to be my only and eternal dual cultivation partner?"

"I want to, of course I do!" Ingrid, needless to think, hugged Luan tightly and readily agreed.

Luan smiled when he heard her positive response. Even though he had already expected her to accept it, he confessed to himself that he felt a little apprehensive. Now, he sighed in relief and kissed her lips. In the middle of the kiss, he transferred the technique to her. The whole process was being transmitted to her.

"This is amazing!" Ingrid was impressed. The technique passed on to her a great deal of knowledge, revealing that it was in fact the most powerful oath of love.

The first step was to align with each other's Qi, bypassing the meridian veins. For this, it was necessary to have a very strong bond with each other in order to be able to see through the body and know where the veins are, and bypass Qi.

First, it was Luan who needed to initiate. He drew with his Qi, following Ingrid's meridian veins. Because of this the veins became visible, like a circuit on a power plate. Ingrid felt a current of pleasure that made her tremble and moan. It was different from the touch she had felt before; it was as if it stimulated her whole body and made her feel unimaginable pleasure.

Ingrid was only able to come to her senses when Luan stopped circulating her meridian veins. With a hushed sigh, she knew she ejaculated with just Luan's touch on her body. Even so, for some strange reason, she didn't feel shy - she even felt proud of her body reacting like this and being submissive to Luan's touch.

Calming down, Ingrid started to do the same to Luan's body. Bypassing the Qi on outside of his meridian veins, she saw Luan's expression of pleasure and was even more excited.

His expression was something unique, and it belonged only to her!

Without understanding, she felt proud to be able to make the indifferent Luan act like that. In her heart she felt warm and happy.

Without letting Luan get up, Ingrid placed both hands on his chest and sat on his waist in a riding position. The couple's hands joined and their eyes shone with desire. The meridian veins lit up again: while Luan's was white and Ingrid's was red. Then Ingrid bit her lower lip and moved her waist up a little. She reached the point where she could see little Luan in all his splendor.

Positioning, she started to descend slowly. The pain coursed through all her being, which made her close her eyes, and tears flowed from the edges of her eyes.

Blood flowed from Ingrid's most precious flower. She descended slowly and felt her insides ache, but she managed to endure. She ran out of air for a while, until finally she reached halfway through and stopped coming down. Releasing a sigh, she couldn't help but exclaim in her mind how big little Luan was.

Cradling her in his hands, Luan held Ingrid by the scruff and brought her mouth up to his. A soft and passionate kiss ensued. Luan, from beginning to end, did not dare to move hastily. He waited until Ingrid got used to it, then he moved.

"It doesn't hurt that much now." Ingrid looked passionately at Luan and said in her sexy voice, "I'm going to start moving, but you can't move yet, okay?"

"Yes..." Luan replied in his hoarse voice.

On the bed, a diagram of the Yin-Yang formed, and the meridian veins of Ingrid and Luan intertwined and joined as if they were one.

When blood dripped onto the bed, the Yin-Yang diagram lit up even more and energy from Heaven and Earth hovered throughout the room. It was as if the Qi itself took shape and surrounded the place.

The oath of eternal love made everything more intense. Ingrid arched back, and felt her body being filled with Qi.

Luan was also the same. However, his self-control was greater, he only growled when he felt his cultivation rise.

When Ingrid came to, she was no longer in as much pain. She arched forward and started kissing Luan with passion. Gradually, she moved her hips. Despite frowning, she still continued to move her hips, ignoring the pain.

Ingrid's blond hair cascaded down Luan's face. With his hands, he grabbed Ingrid's cheeks and kissed her hard, but avoided moving. He was still listening to her words, which she had told him not to move until she gave him permission.

"I can handle it," Ingrid said in her muffled voice dripping with drops of sweat from her forehead, "You can move now."

"Mm." Luan murmured, but did not dare to be too aggressive. He started slowly, following the movements of Ingrid's hips.

With each stop, Ingrid's body shivered, feeling pain and pleasure at the same time. However, the pain at first was even stronger. Only with time, she got used to it, and a wave of pleasure washed over her.

"I'm coming..." she murmured ecstatically.

"Me too." Luan accelerated his motion, and then ejaculated inside her as she ejaculated around small Luan.

Everything became the essence of dual cultivation. Enjoyment became the essence of Qi, strengthening the couple's body.

The Yin-Yang diagram, however, faded when the dual cultivation ended, and their meridian veins went back to normal.