The heat inside the Presidential Suite grew increasingly suffocating, but neither of them wanted to escape. The sweet smell of sweat, the dense scent of pheromones, and the vibrating spiritual energy created a dimension separate from the outside world. Wei Yan stood calmly amidst the beautiful chaos, staring at his last two prey, already on the verge of insanity: Yan Ran and Su Meiling.
Wordlessly, Wei Yan pulled Yan Ran into the center. Yan Ran, who had been the most expressive in confessing his lust from the beginning, immediately got down on all fours in front of Wei Yan. He turned his head, his eyes glazed over with his pupils completely dilated, reflecting his loss of rational consciousness.
"Wei Yan... don't make me wait any longer," Yan Ran whimpered, his voice hoarse and broken by labored breathing. "I've seen Yixue, Tang Qing, and Miss Xie destroyed in your hands. My heart... my womb... everything feels empty and sore waiting for you. Now... it's my turn for you to destroy, Yan! Please, spare me no mercy!"
"You're so impatient, Ran-er," Wei Yan whispered, his voice deep and domineering. His large hands caressed Yan Ran's hips, giving them a firm squeeze that made the girl yelp, before Wei Yan delivered a powerful thrust that instantly brought them together.
"AAAKKKHHHHH! YAN! THAT'S IT! AHNNGGHHH! GO ALL IN!"
Yan Ran screamed loudly, her body jerking forward, but she immediately thrust her hips back wildly to meet every inch of Wei Yan. She didn't care about the stabbing pain; to her, the hot, throbbing fullness she felt right now was the only real thing in the world.
"Oh my God... Wei Yan... you're so big... you're tearing me apart, but I love it! More! Take me more!" Yan Ran babbled, tears of joy and sweat mingling on her flushed face. Each thrust was met with a moan that vibrated the air in the suite.
On the other hand, Ning Shuang saw that Su Meiling was the last one still waiting, her body trembling violently. Meiling looked utterly pitiful; she was gripping the bedsheets until her fingers turned white, her eyes fixated on Wei Yan and Yan Ran's union with an indescribable hunger. Ning Shuang approached, embracing Meiling from behind, and guiding her hands to touch her own already-flooded sensitive areas.
"Look at them, Meiling," Ning Shuang whispered in Meiling's ear, her voice sounding like a devilish, seductive whisper. "You're the only one who hasn't received Wei Yan's direct claim. Do you feel lonely? See how Yan Ran is taking in every drop of Wei Yan's energy while you can only watch?"
"I... I want him, Shuang! I feel like I'm going to die if he doesn't touch me now! My insides... feel like they're on fire!" Meiling sobbed, arching backward, seeking support from Ning Shuang. "Why didn't he choose me first? Am I not beautiful enough? Am I not seductive enough?"
"Patience, sweet girl. Wei Yan saved the best for last. Now, help Yan Ran first. Don't you want to share the pleasure with him?" Ning Shuang ordered in an authoritative yet gentle tone.
Meiling crawled forward with the last of her strength. She got beside Yan Ran and began devouring her friend's lips greedily, trying to steal the last of Yan Ran's gasping breath. On the other side, Leng Yixue and Tang Qing, who had recovered somewhat, began to assist at Ning Shuang's instructions. They crawled beneath her, licking Yan Ran's trembling thighs and legs, while Xie Ruanyao—the teacher who had lost her authority—gave Yan Ran a vigorous massage, her breasts shaking violently in time with Wei Yan's thrusts.
"Good... help him... ahhh... Meiling, suck harder!" Yan Ran moaned between their caresses. "Wei Yan... my emperor... destroy us both!"
And now, Wei Yan quickened his pace with Yan Ran, turning each thrust into a deadly energy attack. He could feel Yan Ran's energy overflowing, the walls of her womb clamping down on him with powerful contractions. With one hand, he pulled Su Meiling, who was making out with Yan Ran, into his embrace, sealing Meiling's lips with a ferocious kiss, a promise of what was to come.
"Now, Yan Ran! Welcome me!" Wei Yan growled lowly, his back muscles tensing violently.
"AAAKKKHHHHHH! I'M YOURS! MY WHOLE BODY IS YOURS! WEI YAN! AHNNNGGHHH!"
Yan Ran reached her climax with the most piercing and prolonged scream of the night. Her body trembled violently, arching stiffly like a bow as Wei Yan released his seal of fate into Yan Ran. His scorching energy filled Yan Ran's womb, sealing the girl's loyalty and obsession forever.
As soon as Yan Ran went limp and collapsed onto the pillow, Wei Yan wasted no time. He immediately pulled Su Meiling down, flipping the graceful girl over, and positioned her under his control. Without giving Meiling time to prepare or even catch her breath, Wei Yan delivered the final penetration of the night with a single stroke.
"OHHHH! YES! FINALLY!"
Meiling let out a long scream, a mix of excruciating pain and immense relief. The blood of the last virgin in the room seeped out, soaking the already messy bedsheets. Ning Shuang swiftly stepped forward with the last cloth, wiping the area of union with her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
"Claim her, Yan! Make her all yours!" Ning Shuang exclaimed, squeezing Meiling's hand for support.
Wei Yan pumped Meiling with his remaining abundant energy, uniting all five women's energy frequencies into one large, swirling vortex within the suite. Meiling was speechless; She could only shake her head, her eyes rolled upward, accepting each of Wei Yan's thrusts, which felt like a star exploding inside her.
"Yan... ohhh... more... kill me with this pleasure! Ahh!" Meiling mewled, her nails clawing at Wei Yan's arm until it bled, but Wei Yan only increased his rhythm until they both reached their highest peak in a chorus of cries, sealing the fate of the five women in a cycle of eternal possession.
The echoes of the screams in the main room slowly died down, leaving only heavy, muffled breaths on the now-messy bed. Wei Yan pulled himself away from Su Meiling, who lay limp, her eyes still glazed over from the extraordinary climax. With movements that remained calm and dignified, Wei Yan stood, gazing at the four students who now looked like flowers that had just been watered with life energy.
"You four, stay here. Rest with Meiling," Wei Yan said in his undeniable baritone. "Let your bodies absorb the energy I just gave you. Don't try to leave until I return."
"But... Wei Yan... where are you going?" Leng Yixue groaned, her voice almost exhausted.
"I have business to attend to with this 'guest,'" Wei Yan replied curtly.
Wei Yan then stepped closer to Xie Ruanyao, who was still catching her breath on the edge of the bed. Without a word, he lifted her mature body and carried her out of the bedroom and into the main living room of the Presidential Suite. Ning Shuang followed behind, closing the door tightly, locking the students in a comfortable yet curious silence.
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In the spacious and luxurious living room, Wei Yan sat on the plush main sofa. Ning Shuang sat gracefully beside him, while Xie Ruanyao, now driven by her obsession with the seal of fate and the lingering burning of passion, immediately climbed onto Wei Yan's lap. She rode him with overwhelming passion, as if she didn't want to miss a second of Wei Yan's presence inside her.
As Ning Shuang kissed and licked her lips and neck from the side, Wei Yan stroked Ruanyao's smooth back. "Ruanyao, since you're my woman now, tell me more about yourself. I don't want to own 'property' whose history I don't know. Who are you, really?"
"Ahhh... I... I come from... um... the next town," she replied breathlessly, her voice breaking between deep moans. "Ohhh... I came here... uhhh... to escape a blind date my mother forced me on... hhhh! My mother... she's crazy about matchmaking!"
"Fled a blind date?" Wei Yan raised his eyebrows, his hands squeezing Ruanyao's hips to match the increasingly heated rhythm. "So you come from a wealthy, status-obsessed family? A conglomerate family that wants to sell its daughter?"
"Ahhh... no... ahh... ahh... I'm from an ordinary family... mmmm!" Ruanyao shook her head wildly, her long hair fluttering in Wei Yan's face. "It's just... since I'm already 24... mmnnn... my mother feels I'll be an unsaleable spinster. I was told to get married quickly... ohh... ohh... the man my mother chose is so... ahhh... so boring and bald! I don't want to!"
"So you chose to run away to this city for freedom?" Wei Yan asked again, deepening the kiss on Ruanyao's shoulder.
"Yes... hnggh... I'd rather be a servant than sleep with that man... but now... ahhh! I ended up in your lap!" Ruanyao moaned with a small, passionate giggle.
"Then, where are you working now to finance this escape? You can't be relying solely on your savings," Wei Yan asked, gyrating her hips, causing Ruanyao to yelp loudly.
"Shhh... I... I work as a teacher at Yonghe National High School... hahhh! I teach language!"
Wei Yan paused for a moment, staring into Ruanyao's droopy eyes with a piercing, meaningful gaze,, even thought he knew from the start. "Oho? How interesting. What an incredible coincidence. So, Miss Xie... you're my teacher now?"
Ruanyao froze for a moment, her breath catching in her throat as her brain tried to process the information. "Huh... huh... what? You... you're a student there? At Yonghe?"
Hearing that the man who had just conquered her was a student at the school where she taught, instead of feeling embarrassed or afraid of scandal, Xie Ruanyao felt an even more crazed surge of passion. The taboo between teacher and student was burning away at the last vestiges of her sanity. Her inner grip on Wei Yan's tightened and throbbed with intensity.
"You... you naughty student..." Ruanyao whispered, her eyes now gleaming mischievously. "How can a student treat her teacher like this outside of school?"
Slap! Slap!
Wei Yan slapped Ruanyao's buttocks several times, leaving a contrasting red hue on her sweaty, white skin.
"So, Teacher... I just committed a sexual assault by slapping your buttocks. As an honorable educator, how do you think I should be punished? Will you give me detention?" Wei Yan asked provocatively.
Ruanyao, instead of getting angry, moved her hips even more vigorously, performing more aggressive and wild riding movements. "Now... I'm asking... ahh... ahh... what's your name? And which class are you from? Ahh... ahh... hhhh! State your identity before I punish you more severely!"
"I'm Wei Yan, from class 11-A," Wei Yan replied casually, his hands now shifting to groping Ruanyao's breasts possessively.
"Ahhh! You... ahh... you're from the class next to mine! I often pass by your class!" Ruanyao let out a small cry, her face flushing with a combination of pleasure and taboo reality. "How dare you... beat up your teacher like this... mmmnhhh! You're the most insolent student I've ever met!"
"It seems like Miss Xie hasn't been disciplining me enough at school," Wei Yan whispered, his hands now gently tugging at Ruanyao's hair to force her to look him in the eye. "Can I teach you something tonight, so you can better 'discipline' me in a closed room at school?"
"Ahh... yes... ahh... teach me! Teach me how to serve your student!" Ruanyao cried resignedly, her hands gripping Wei Yan's shoulders with her nails.
The tempo of their play became intense. The living room was now filled with the sound of skin slapping and the chaotic moans of Xie Ruanyao, who no longer cared about her dignity as a teacher. Ning Shuang continued to stimulate Ruanyao's nerve endings, trapping her in a never-ending whirl of pleasure.
"This is your punishment for trying to get away from me, Teacher!" Wei Yan delivered one final, powerful thrust, thrusting deep into Ruanyao's womb.
"AAAKKKHHHHHH! YEAAAAANNNNN! MY DISCIPLE... MY DEAR...!"
Ruanyao screamed, her body shaking violently in waves of orgasm so powerful she nearly lost consciousness. She hugged Wei Yan's neck tightly, burying her face in his shoulder as she felt Wei Yan's warmth fill her for the second time that night.
Moments later, Ruanyao lay limp in Wei Yan's arms, never breaking their union. Her breathing was still labored, and sweat covered her entire body, which now glistened.
"How is it, Ma'am? Are you satisfied with disciplining me tonight? Are my grades satisfactory?" Wei Yan asked, running a hand through his wet hair.
Ruanyao gazed at Wei Yan with a gaze filled with adoration and absolute obedience. "I'm satisfied... truly satisfied, Wei Yan. You are the most... naughty and yet extraordinary student in the history of the school. In the future... I will pay more attention to you at school. I will discipline you more... perhaps in the staff room when it's quiet?"
"Good idea, Ma'am," Wei Yan replied with a triumphant smile.
Ning Shuang smiled smugly beside them, wiping away the remaining sweat from Ruanyao's body. "Looks like school will be a much more pleasant place starting tomorrow, don't you think, Yan? Imagine the other teachers' expressions if they knew what their colleague did here."