My Twin Dao Companions Are Reincarnated Empresses

Just past the entrance of the palace, clothes lay scattered across the floor in a trail neither Gu Yuan nor Ji Yan seemed to care about. They were tangled in each other, bare skin pressed to bare skin, neither willing to let go.

His hands held her ass and lifted, until she was up on her toes and her hips began to move on their own, dragging her lower lips along the length of him where it lay trapped between her thighs. She was already wet. The slick heat of her coated him with every slide, and he was more than ready to take her.

But Gu Yuan didn’t give her what she wanted.

He pulled his mouth from her breast, leaving the nipple tight and glistening, and looked down into her flushed face.

”You didn’t want us to do it the usual way, right? You want to take Yue’s place tonight.” He held her gaze. ”Then start the way she would. Kneel, and suck my cock.”

It wasn’t as if Ji Yan had never done it before. But even then she had made it a contest, a race to see who would break first. Tonight he wanted to see the Annihilation Empress submit.

Ji Yan understood his intention, and a slow, knowing smile curved her mouth. She didn’t refuse.

She sank to her knees on the cool floor, his cock level with her face. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few slow strokes, her fingers unable to close around him. Then she leaned in and licked, one long, flat stroke from base to tip, her tongue lingering at the head.

”Don’t get used to this,” she said, her lips brushing the swollen tip as if it were a microphone, and took him into her mouth.

She dragged her lips down his length, hollowing her cheeks, her tongue working beneath him, and the whole time her gaze held his. She was the one on her knees, and he was the one standing, yet somehow he felt it was the opposite, as if she were granting him some favor.

That wouldn’t do.

He wrapped her ponytail around his hand and tugged, tilting her head back just enough that she had to keep looking up at him. Then he pushed forward, filling her throat completely... helping her do Ji Yue’s job properly.

Her throat bulged as he settled to the base. She didn’t gag. Even with her lips stretched wide around him, he could feel her smiling, and her tongue slid along the underside of his shaft, reaching for what she couldn’t quite reach.

When he drew back, she dragged in a ragged breath, spit stringing from her lips. ”Is that all?”

He answered by driving back in until her nose pressed against his abdomen.

Knowing this would never be an easy fight, Gu Yuan moved to the next step. He lifted one foot and slid it between her thighs, and with his toe he found her folds, circled them, and pushed in.

She jerked. A sound tried to escape her, muffled and shaking around his cock.

Attacked from two sides, his cock above and his foot below, even Ji Yan began to melt. She couldn’t moan, couldn’t speak, couldn’t even breathe properly with her mouth full of him. Spit ran from the corner of her lips, down her chin, and dripped onto the floor. Her eyes were wet, her cheeks flushed, her red hair coming loose from its tie.

She was a mess, and a fucking masterpiece of one.

Gu Yuan held himself back as long as he could, savoring the sight of the Annihilation Empress taking him, before the pleasure finally tore through him. Hot cum flooded straight down her throat. She was already drenched, her thighs trembling around his foot, and the new stimulation tipped her over too. She came with him, shaking against his toes.

He didn’t go easy on her even then. After the first few shots went straight down to her stomach, he pulled back until only the head rested on her tongue, and the rest filled her mouth until her cheeks puffed.

”Don’t swallow yet. Let me see.”

Ji Yan nodded and carefully opened her mouth. White pooled on her tongue, a little spilling from the corner of her lips. She caught it with one finger and pushed it back in.

”I’ll shwalloh it...” The words came out in a gurgle, thick and slurred around the weight in her mouth, and they were music in his ears. He nodded, and she swallowed, and swallowed again, until she opened her mouth and showed him it was empty.

Then, like her sister, the ever excellent student, she cleaned his cock thoroughly with her tongue.

Looking at her kneeling there, obedient and flushed, Gu Yuan almost couldn’t believe his eyes. The sense of triumph was sharp and heavy in his chest.

He couldn’t hold himself back anymore.

His hands slid beneath her thighs and he lifted her until she straddled him, her legs around his waist. He aligned himself with her entrance and lowered her down, sinking into her in one smooth motion.

Her breath caught against his shoulder.

He began to move, carrying her through the palace with each stride, and every step drove him deeper into her. Her arms tightened around his neck as she was forced to take him again and again, small broken sounds escaping her with every step.

By the time they reached the bed, her breathing had already gone ragged.

The moment her back touched the mattress, however, something in her snapped.

Ji Yan twisted, shoved against his chest, and reversed them in one decisive move. In the next breath Gu Yuan was on his back, and she was sitting above him, hair wild, smiling down at him with bright, challenging eyes.

”Did you really think I would stay like that the whole time?”

Before he could answer, she sank down and began to ride him with sharp, deliberate strokes, her hands braced against his abdomen, her hips rolling, taking him deep every time.

His eyes darkened.

He had almost forgotten. This was Ji Yan.

”I was starting to hope you’d learned some patience.”

”Keep hoping, husband.”

Hope? Why not. His hands closed hard around her waist, and in the next moment he flipped her beneath him and folded her legs up beside her head, pinning her to the bed. The new angle took him even deeper, and a stifled cry escaped her throat.

”You can be as competitive as you like,” he said against her ear, thrusting into her heavily. ”But you’re the one who said you wanted to take your sister’s place too.”

Her ponytail had long since come loose, and her red hair spread across the sheets as she looked up at him. Yue yielded to him as easily as breathing. Ji Yan never had. She didn’t know how, and the thought of letting go annoyed at her.

But just this once...

Yes. Just this once.

And to her surprise, it didn’t feel like losing. It felt like falling, and being caught.

Seeing the light shift in her eyes, Gu Yuan drove into her harder. He fucked her fiercely, wringing orgasm after orgasm from her until she shook beneath him, and then he erupted deep inside her.

He didn’t stop there. But he did slow, and then pull out, taking a long look, admiring the piece of art he had made.

White spilled from her and ran down onto the sheets. Her chest heaved. Her thighs trembled, still folded, still open, her red hair a tangle across the pillow. The room smelled of sweat and heat and her. He rested a hand on her thigh and let the moment stretch, only the sound of their breathing between them.

Then, softly, he said, ”On your hands and knees.”

Her eyes narrowed. For a heartbeat he thought she would refuse.

Instead, she rolled over on her own. ”Fine,” she said over her shoulder, her voice unsteady. ”But I’m going to suck you dry after this. Just so you know I’m not losing.”

She came up onto her hands and knees, then lowered herself to her elbows, her back arched, her ass raised high toward him.

He took her from behind, sinking back into her in one smooth thrust. One hand gripped her hip. The other came down on her ass with a sharp slap.

He hadn’t forgotten what she had done to his Yue.

But that was beside the point. Her ass was truly...

”Addictive,” he muttered, and slapped it again.

The sound echoed through the room. Ji Yan’s body jolted, and instead of pulling away she pushed back against him.

”Again... harder,” she said, her voice rough.

He obliged, slapping her once more as he drove into her. With every thrust her breasts swayed beneath her, heavier and fuller than her sister’s, and from where he knelt he could see them swing, her nipples flashing into view and vanishing again. He reached around and cupped them, feeling the stiff peaks against his palms, then gave one a light pinch, drawing a gasp.

Her fingers clenched the sheets. Her pride was still there, even as pleasure forced broken breaths from her mouth.

He lowered himself over her, chest to her back, and kissed along her neck.

”So, how does it feel, taking it like Yue does? Ass in the air, getting fucked like a good little wife?”

Ji Yan glanced back at him. ”Do you want me to start a fight again?”

”I’m really curious.”

She went silent for a moment. Then she leaned back against him, her head resting against his shoulder.

”I’m happy, you idiot. Let me enjoy it.”

The simple admission hit him harder than any challenge. His arms tightened around her. He said nothing, only fucked her with renewed intensity, and she let out a long, shaking breath that was almost a laugh.

He felt her begin to tighten around him, her breath coming faster, and he held on, timing himself to her. When she broke, with a cry she tried to bury in the sheets, he buried himself deep and came hard inside her, holding her hips tightly as they climaxed together.

For a moment, neither of them moved.

Ji Yan’s back rose and fell under his hands as she caught her breath. Then, still pressed against him, she let out a low, breathless laugh.

”...That was nice.”

Gu Yuan rested his forehead lightly against her back and kissed her shoulder. ”We’re not finished. You still haven’t made me forget her.”

Outside the windows the night was deep and quiet.

Inside the palace, it was only beginning.