The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 423 Next step

Qingyi reached down, grasping the edge of Isabel's panties and pulling them to the side. The translucent fabric, soaked with moisture, clung tightly to the soft, plump lips of her vulva.

For a brief moment, Qingyi paused to admire the erotic view.

Taking hold of his cock with his left hand, he lined the reddened tip up with her pussy and thrust his hips forward.

"Aghnn~~ hubby!" Isabel cried out, her lips parting as a surprised moan escaped her.

Qingyi’s cock slid deep into her tight, wet pussy, slamming against the walls of her womb. The force of the impact made her entire body tremble, causing her massive breasts to jiggle violently against her dainty chest.

Her eyes fluttered shut for a second before snapping open, now hazy and overflowing with pure lust. Although she hadn't anticipated such an abrupt start from Qingyi, she certainly wasn't complaining.

A flushed smile graced her lips as Qingyi reached for her hands, interlacing their fingers and pulling her firmly against his frame.

"Mghnn~~" Isabel moaned once more.

The way her arms were positioned forced her enormous tits to squeeze obscenely together. She had no way to stop the swaying of those incomparable mountains of dark, chocolatey flesh.

Qingyi slowed down, using one hand to pin both of Isabel's delicate wrists. His other hand moved to her hips, gripping them for leverage as he pulled back.

His cock glided through the constricting walls of Isabel's pussy, withdrawing until it nearly reached the tip. Then, he lunged forward again, his groin meeting her buttocks with a wet smack.

The impact made her body bounce, her breasts hitting her own face before settling back against her torso, swaying wildly.

It was a stunning sight. Qingyi took full pleasure in the view as he established a steady rhythm, fucking Isabel's pussy without mercy. He reveled in the lewd moans falling from her lips and the rhythmic sound of their flesh colliding.

"H-hubby~~ aghnnn~~ f-faster hubby~~ show no mercy to your Isabel's tight little cunt~~ aghnnn!~~"

Isabel's cries became increasingly scandalous as Qingyi ramped up the speed, her pussy clamping down even tighter around him.

"As you wish, my love," Qingyi said with a smile, finally letting go of her wrists.

Immediately, Isabel’s hands flew to her own chocolatey, soft tits.

She squeezed them firmly, causing a jet of hot, creamy milk to spray from her pink nipples. The white liquid trailed down her perfect, dark skin.

"Good girl..." Qingyi leaned in close, his tongue sweeping over her breasts to taste the mixture of milk and sweat.

After swallowing, he grinned, grabbed her hips, and resumed his thrusting. This time, he moved with even more power, vitality, and speed.

He could sense that Isabel was rapidly approaching her limit.

Her coherent words and naughty talk dissolved into nothing but muffled gasps. Her body shook uncontrollably as her breathing turned shallow and quick.

Qingyi maintained the intense pace, watching her facial expression shift as the climax neared.

"H-husband... I'm coming, hubby~~ Come with me, nghnn~~ fill me with your hot cum! AGHNNN~~"

Isabel's voice cut off abruptly. Her eyes went wide and she shuddered violently as a massive wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Her pussy pulsed and squirted around Qingyi’s cock just as he reached his own release.

The first surge of hot, thick cum flooded Isabel's womb, followed by several more bursts until she was filled to capacity.

"Ah..." Qingyi exhaled, letting his exhausted frame collapse onto Isabel.

With a smooth motion, he rolled over, pulling her body on top of his.

"Aghnn~~" Isabel whimpered. Her voluptuous, perspiration-slicked body melted into his embrace, the soft skin of her heavy breasts pressing into his chest.

Qingyi simply pulled her closer and kissed her.

"Hm... what is my hubby's next move?" Isabel asked, a soft blush coloring her cheeks. "You won't be staying here much longer, will you? Now that things are stable and my father is recovered."

"I cannot remain here; I must continue my Cultivation and grow stronger," Qingyi replied, giving Isabel's butt a playful pat.

"Hm..." She let out a sigh, feeling a bit let down.

Deep down, she understood the nature of the man she loved. Qingyi was not the type to be satisfied playing the role of a prince in a small, secluded kingdom.

His ambitions were far greater, and she knew no power in this world could hold him back. "So, where is my ambitious hubby heading next? Hehehe~~" Isabel inquired, making herself comfortable beside him.

She draped a thigh over his waist while his hand rested on her thick, shapely hip.

"To the Rose Empire," Qingyi answered at last.

He realized he hadn't yet mentioned the pendant he had acquired. Not that he expected her to recognize such a specific item.

Margareth only knew its significance because she was a dedicated mage who had studied hundreds of magical artifacts of that nature.

"And after that?" Isabel pressed, causing Qingyi to pause and reflect.

"Perhaps the territory of the dragon elves," Long Qingyi said, rubbing his chin as he recalled an essential task he had yet to complete.

He still held a promise to Elize and her sibling, Seraphine Vaeldrinn.

He had sworn that he would bring them back together one day.

Since the Grand Duchy of Vaeldrinn—the ancestral home of the dragon elves—was located just north of the Rose Empire, it was the perfect opportunity to travel there.

However, one worry lingered in Qingyi’s mind: the strength of the dragon elf patriarch, Elize's father.

Qingyi knew the man had to die, but he also realized that a figure of that status would likely possess power at the Astral Body Realm or higher.

Even though his strength had surged tremendously upon breaking through to the True Immortal Realm, Qingyi was not yet invincible.

With every new stage of Cultivation, the gap between levels grew wider.

The advantages of his bloodline were becoming less dominant, and the sheer power difference made crossing realms to fight much harder. After all, the path of the Dao was never meant to be easy.

With a quiet sigh, Qingyi turned his attention back to Isabel, loving her repeatedly until she was drained of energy. Finally, she closed her eyes and let sleep claim her.

Tomorrow promised to be a grueling day for both her and Long Qingyi.