บท 183: Destroying Iron Hammer Sect

On the third night, Wang Li entered the chambers of his cousin, Wang Xiangyi. The air was thick with anticipation as she awaited him, her eyes burning with a mix of desire and forbidden excitement.

"Cousin," she greeted him, her voice low and sultry, "I knew you'd come."

He approached her, his gaze locked on hers. "I can't resist you, Xiangyi," he said, pulling her into a searing kiss.

Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, tearing away their clothes in a frenzy of passion. Wang Li's lips traveled down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He cupped her full breasts, squeezing and kneading them until she moaned with pleasure.

"Wang Li, please," she begged, her body trembling with need.

He lifted her onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. "You're mine, Xiangyi," he growled, positioning himself at her entrance.