My CEO Harem Cultivation System

The Mermaid raised a brow at the sudden interruption, but didn't stop caressing her hands over his chest. "Right, I nearly forgot about the woman you brought during the concert—and yet you say that I'm the only member of your harem. That means she's disposable, is she not?"

Li Yang's gaze hardened at her. "Be careful with your words."

Her choice of words might have incited a flick in the man's switch, but she didn't care. It was better this way for her. Before the man could reply to the woman at the door, she raised her voice. "This place is currently preoccupied, woman. You can say that I'm healing this man from his grievous injuries so best be on your way and do not disturb us."

There was no reply from the other side, but she was satisfied that her voice could make it seem like the truth. She could even make the woman pee right outside of the door if she had wanted to. Her fingers unbuckled his belt and swiftly tore it off, appreciating that the thick fabric of his pants couldn't hide the tent struggling against it.. She toyed with his zipper. "I think it's time we release all of that pent up energy, shall we?"

His fingers swept across her hair and slowly tugged her attention up to his eyes. His body was completely honest and yet he was restraining himself, bridling back his desires in lieu of pretending to be calm and in control of such animalistic urges. "I would take it kindly if you stop using your ability on my secretary and refrain from calling her disposable."

She stuck out her tongue, too busy imagining the length of his cock to pay much attention to his words. She hadn't been able to touch herself for over three full moons due to her busy schedule, and instead she tugged at his pants, before looking up and giving him a smile. "But it means that we can continue with this, can we? You have no qualms about fornicating with me."

There was a small wobble in his throat before he nodded. "Yes. However, I want you to get naked before me, if you will. And I think this environment of ours can lead to accidents." He felt the urge to put a word in. Both the floor and the bathtub were now wet with water—

She smirked at him and stood up in the bathtub, showing off her balance despite the slippery surface. It was there and then that she motioned to her soaked shorts, the dark and drenched fabric tracing the outline of her pussy. "If you want me stripped down, then do it yourself. I'm not giving you a show."

If there was anything that spurred him on, it was his cock still restrained in his trousers, but more than that—it was the urge to see a pussy up close. His finger roamed down through the valley of her breasts, trailing down past her stomach, until it reached her soggy shorts, perhaps the only piece of fabric that prevented him from feasting his eyes on her entire body.

A soft hitch of her breath filled his ear.

He dragged the fabric down slowly and felt the heat of her bare skin brushing against his finger despite the beads of water glistening along it. And it was where the scent of arousal reached his nose as she instinctively leaned to his touch, her eyes were shut and perhaps she was concentrating on his light stroke.

"No panties?"

"Restrictive."

"Do you not wear them during concerts, then?" He asked, stopping just above the part where he would actually touch her slit, coming to know that she was completely bare and clean. He might have wondered how exactly a Mermaid gained such a body, but somehow all that mattered to him was that it worked like the real thing.

A touch of frustration reached her throat. Her hands reached out and grabbed his head, tugging his face closer to her crotch. One of her eyes snapped open, and she looked down at him, "Of course, I wear them during those times, I would not want those pigs to enjoy themselves nor cause a scandal. But will you stop teasing me around and lick me?"

"... lick you?"

"Now I can understand why you're not in a relationship with anyone—don't be shy and just do it. It's not really that bad if you haven't done it before." She was a bit kinder, if not only needier as she tugged his head forward and directly into her crotch. There was a slight tremble in her legs, as if she might buckle down, only making her grip his hair tighter.

His nose brushed against the top of her clit, and the man sunk into the surprisingly clean but distinctive scent of her slit as he flicked out his tongue and encountered a sopping wetness that was completely different from water.

There were some similarities, but the viscousness was on another level and had its own taste.

Whatever the case, he began to lick and soon proceeded to eat her out. One of his hands reached for her ass to give it a tight and deliberate squeeze. His finger brushing in between her butt cheeks, reaching and pressing close to the small and tight hole. It made her twitch and would earn a breathy moan from her, as she bucked slightly in a silent request for more contact and in effect gave more access.

His tongue deftly stuck inside her and proceeded to thrust in and out, his left thumb promptly rubbing her clit. There were new sensations he hadn't experienced before. And then he felt it. Her body already at a feverish heat began to burn up even further. Her movements became erratic, her breathing turned heavier and even more lustful.

Her fingers twisted around his hair, slightly digging into his scalp as she ground her crotch into his face, demanding and urging him for more.

And then she came.

It shouldn't have been a surprise, but when something squirted into his mouth—he coughed slightly and shook off her grasp on him. It might have just sprayed into his throat and caught him off guard. But there was a content look on her face when he looked up, as if her terrible mood had melted away in the throes and waves of her orgasm.

She sighed and squeezed her breast. "Not bad for a first timer, I suppose."

"A warning would have been nice." It hadn't actually tasted awful, but a heads-up still mattered to him.

She simply smirked at him. "Do you know what would be better?"

"Hmm?"

"Actually returning the favor for you." She gestured to his crotch. "That cock of yours trying to get out of your pants looks painful. Should I help you out?"

He raised a brow. "I think that was a given."

She shook her head in mock disappointment. "Ah yes, always a necessity." The surrounding water hadn't exactly stopped pouring out, but with a wave of her hand it pooled above their heads. She stepped out of the bathtub and dragged his pants and boxers down, pulling out his erection.

She gave him a tight squeeze and stepped towards the shower room.

She pressed her hands against the wall and looked over her shoulder. "Shall we get it done over here? A little spooning is something I don't mind."