Dragging My Legitimate Elder Sister into the Bed - Chapter 5

Warmth mixed with faint coolness. Su Qian pressed her flushed, burning cheeks against the offered palm and rubbed against it messily.

The hot breath sprayed into her palm. Su Xi subconsciously curled her fingers.

The person in a daze was extremely reluctant to let go. She held Su Xi’s hand and planted kiss after kiss on it.

“Sister, I’m so hot…”

The palm that had been kissed twice felt like it had been burned by fire, rolling with a gentle heat both inside and outside. But the strange sensation didn’t stay only on her hand — her entire right side felt as if it had been boiled in hot water.

Su Xi was powerless at this moment. She could only curl her soft body beneath her, letting Su Qian hold her hand. She watched as the girl extended her small, rosy tongue, kissing her palm, tracing along the edges, gently outlining her delicate finger gaps, and then opening her mouth to carefully suck her fingers inside.

The fingertips were enveloped in a warm, soft mouth. The clever little tongue swept back and forth, rubbing and coating them with seductive wetness.

“Qian…”

Her breathing suddenly hitched. A low call hung on her lips, half-uttered.

Where their soft bodies pressed together, through the thin black gauze, she felt an unusual heat against her legs.

Suppressed images rolled wildly in the depths of her mind. Su Xi’s rising temperature quickly cooled, and the faint blush on her cheeks was once again covered by snow-white pallor.

Su Qian sucked on her slender white fingers, licking and slurping. The warm wetness wrapped around the coolness like fine jade. Yet the heat between her own legs grew stronger. Something was slowly emerging, giving her an instinctive urge to possess.

There was some itch and swelling down below. She pressed against the cool body beneath her and rubbed lightly.

The tender sprout in her mind broke through the soil and quietly bloomed. The surge happened in an instant, so beautifully swift that it was impossible to grasp.

Before she could savor that extreme pleasure, the warm, moist sensation in her mouth was suddenly pulled away. Pain shot through her shoulder, and her body uncontrollably fell to the side.

Her back pressed against the cold floor. Su Qian opened her hazy eyes and saw her sister supporting herself on the cushion and struggling to sit up. Black hair cascaded over her shoulders, covering half of her snow-white face.

The redness on her face slowly faded, but a trace of blood color still lingered on the tips of her ears.

Su Xi sat quietly for a while until the heaving of her chest gradually calmed.

After lowering her head and thinking silently for a moment, she realized that if she hadn’t felt wrong earlier, Qianqian must have differentiated into a Qian Yuan (Alpha).

According to the books, when some Qian Yuan differentiate, they are driven by instinctual desire. Especially if an unmarked Kun Ze (Omega) is nearby, it will draw out vigorous lust that needs to be relieved…

She let out a light breath, moved her somewhat weak legs, and walked in front of Su Qian.

“Sister…”

Smelling the faint fragrance gradually approaching, Su Qian instinctively moved toward Su Xi. She raised her hand and pinched a corner of the black gauze between her fingers.

Su Xi saw the small bulge hidden under her skirt. Noticing her blurred consciousness, she squatted down and lifted her into her arms.

She placed her on a nearby unused low table. The pink-faced girl still clutched tightly at the corner of her clothes.

She would have to call someone to help her… Once they left this room, Grandmother would surely send people to her room…

“Little—”

“Sister… Qianqian feels uncomfortable.” Su Qian tugged at the corner of her slightly shifted clothes.

“Mmm… I’ll call Xiao Huan over.”

“Sister—” Su Qian grabbed her and leaned her body closer.

Su Xi turned her face slightly, avoiding the scorching breath that inadvertently came near.

“Sister… Sister…” Wave after wave of hot breath poured out from her mouth, hitting Su Xi’s face.

Su Qian’s face was flushed red as she stared at her, looking like she was acting spoiled yet stubbornly confronting her.

After a moment of silence, Su Xi gave in. She lowered her head and reached out to pull off the thin belt around Su Qian’s waist.

Su Xi hesitated briefly — a rare occurrence — then parted the layered clothes, also crossing the invisible barriers in her heart.

The process of reaching out was filled with unease. But the moment she truly held it in her hand, her heart gave a “thump,” as if finally landing on solid ground. Yet only moments later, it floated up lightly again.

A low, soft moan exploded beside Su Xi’s ear. She was startled for a moment before daring to look at the thing in her hand.

It was burning hot, the same temperature she had felt against her legs earlier. It was flexible yet hard, not perfectly straight, slightly curved upward, and tinged with pink…

Su Qian felt the softness and warmth of her sister’s hand. The unskilled but perfectly timed stroking made her see surging emotions in the eyes that were staring fixedly at her.

“Sister, do you want to kiss…?” She tilted her head, half-leaning in Su Xi’s arms.

Su Xi’s hand paused. A faint ripple appeared on her face. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

The moment she stopped, Su Qian leaned against her and panted nonstop.

Looking at her sister’s face turning pink again under the influence of pheromones, Su Qian’s pleasure felt distant, like separated by a mountain — sometimes far, sometimes near — luring her forward.

Su Xi did not dodge. The girl’s soft lips nibbled messily at her neck, leaving little marks. The tingling traveled from her jaw to her cheeks.

Su Qian lingered at the corner of her slightly pursed lips and stubbornly licked them.

The pleasure from the stroking below grew stronger. Layer after layer of peach wood fragrance spread, not overly strong but rich and lingering with a sweet aftertaste.

The inhaled pheromones felt like warm currents flowing through her body. Su Xi couldn’t help but grow weak.

The clever little tongue swept lightly, gliding over the corner of her lips, slipping into the seam, wet, soft, and pliant. Su Xi let out a soft moan and unconsciously parted her lips.

Her lips were gently sucked. Then the wet softness entangled her tongue, sucking and licking.

Su Xi trembled lightly for a moment, her fingers curling.

When her fingertips accidentally brushed across the tip, Su Qian tasted a wonderful cool moisture in her sister’s mouth. It turned into water, melting into her lungs, carrying her to the clouds in ecstasy.

Her body suddenly shuddered violently, and she spurted out.

The sweet, faint peach wood scent surged over once more. Su Xi couldn’t dodge completely. A few drops of thick cum landed on her arm. Her mind spun slightly and her body went weak for a moment.

At the moment of eruption, Su Qian’s whole body was filled with pleasure and softness. Her tightly pressed lips parted slightly, allowing her to taste just a tiny bit of that wonderful coolness.

Her tongue stirred forward lightly, touching another kind of wet, soft warmth. Like an electric shock, while Su Xi was dazed, she shot another thick load of white cum into her palm.

She had been subconsciously rubbing against the tip just now…

However, the wet softness she desperately tried to capture suddenly disappeared. She was pushed away by the person in front of her, leaving her heart full of loss. The warmth she had been embracing faded, leaving her front empty and hollow.

“Xiao Huan, take Qianqian back to her room.”

There were still ambiguous wet traces on her slightly cool lips. When she pursed them, she could still feel a hint of moisture.

The sensation of the tongue swirling was still clear, drilling into her bones like a nightmare.

A momentary throb — heart-stopping and soul-stirring.

Su Xi stood up, wiped her palm with a handkerchief. After the maid took Su Qian away and the gaze on her body finally disappeared, she slowly turned around and returned to her room.