Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 390- Come on, Aren’t you a Chief

He pulled his cock out with a wet pop.

Kaira collapsed, sliding down the wall, but he caught her before she hit the ground. He spun her around and lifted her effortlessly.

One arm hooked under her knee. The other wrapped around her back. He held her suspended in the air, her other leg hooking over his shoulder.

The Standing Split.

Her pussy was displayed to the world—swollen, red, gaping open, dripping a mixture of cum, squirt, and blood. Her clit was throbbing, visibly swollen.

"Look at you," Tianlong sneered, his golden eyes glowing. "A ruined mess."

Kaira panted, her head lolling back. "Y-you... monster..."

"Your monster."

He lined up and thrust upward.

SHUNK.

He lifted her entire body weight on his cock.

"OHHHH GOD!!!"

Kaira grabbed his hair, screaming into the cavern ceiling. This angle... it hit differently. It rubbed against the front wall of her vagina, grinding against her G-spot with relentless pressure.

He began to bounce her. Not with his legs, but with his hips. He bucked upward, throwing her into the air, then catching her on his descent.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Her ass cheeks slapped against his hands. Her breasts bounced in his face—massive, sweaty, smelling of musk and arousal.

Tianlong buried his face in her cleavage, biting down on one dark nipple while he fucked her.

"Ngh! Don’t bite! It’s sensitive!"

He bit harder, shaking his head like a dog with a bone.

"AHHH!"

Pain sharpened her pleasure. Her pussy clamped down even harder.

"Tell me," he mumbled against her skin, vibrating his words into her tit. "Who owns this pussy?"

"You! You do!"

"Who owns this womb?"

"Tianlong! Only Tianlong!"

"And who are you?"

"Your... your bitch! Your breeding sow!"

He pulled back, looking her in the eyes. "Wrong. You’re my Wife. My Chief."

He slammed upward, driving so deep she felt it in her throat.

"AHHHH!"

"And wives," he growled, sweating pouring down his face, "take the full load."

He dropped her leg and spun her again, pressing her back against the wall. He lifted both her legs, hooking her knees over his elbows. Her ass hung in the air, unprotected.

He moved in close, chest to chest, pinning her against the stone.

"Wrap your legs around my neck," he ordered.

Kaira whimpered but obeyed. Her flexible, muscular legs went up, ankles crossing behind his head. She was folded in half, her pussy practically in her own face.

Tianlong grabbed her hips, pulling her open even wider.

From this position, he could see everything. The way his cock stretched her lips. The way her pink flesh turned white from the tension. The way fluids bubbled around the base.

He drove in slow. Deep. Measuring every millimeter.

"Look at it," he commanded, forcing her chin down. "Watch me disappear inside you."

Kaira looked. She watched the thick, veined monster slide into her own body. It looked impossible. Like trying to fit a log into a keyhole.

"It’s... huge..." she whispered, mesmerized. "It fills me completely."

"I’m going to fill you even more."

He began the final sprint.

Fast. Brutal. Animalistic.

BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM!

The sound was a machine-gun rhythm of flesh slapping flesh. The cave walls groaned, dust falling in sheets. The air pressure in the cave spiked, wind whipping around them generated solely by the force of their coupling.

"YES! YES! YES! HARDER! BREAK IT! BREAK MY WOMB!"

Kaira lost her mind. The sensation was too much—sensory overload. She clawed at his back, leaving deep furrows that healed instantly. She bit his shoulder. She screamed wordless sounds of ecstasy.

Tianlong felt the pressure building again. His balls tightened, heavy and aching.

"Kaira... get ready..."

"GIVE IT TO ME! ALL OF IT!"

He slammed her against the wall one last time, pinning her there with his body weight. He buried himself so deep his pubic bone ground against hers.

"DIE FOR ME!"

SPLURT!

"EEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!!"

Kaira shrieked—a high-pitched, feminine sound that shattered the remaining stalactites in the cave.

Tianlong erupted.

It wasn’t like the first time. This was a jet. A high-pressure hose of divine seed blasting into her battered womb.

WHOOSH-SPLURT! WHOOSH-SPLURT!

She could feel the liquid hitting the back of her womb with physical force. It swirled, filling the cavity, expanding it like a water balloon.

"It’s... it’s burning! It’s so hot!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.

He kept pumping. Five seconds. Ten seconds. Twenty.

He poured gallons into her.

Her belly, pressed against his, began to visibly distend. The sheer volume of semen forced her lower abdomen to bulge outward, rounding slightly as if she were already months pregnant.

"Look," Tianlong gasped, grabbing her hand and pressing it between their bodies, onto her belly. "Feel that."

Kaira felt it. Her stomach was hard. Round. Full.

"I’m... I’m full..."

"Stuffed," he corrected, giving one final, weak thrust. "Stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey."

He stayed there, panting, his forehead resting against hers. Their sweat mingled. Their breaths ragged.

Kaira’s legs slowly slid down from his neck, trembling uncontrollably. She couldn’t close them. Her pussy remained gaped open around his cock, swollen and red.

Slowly, agonizingly, Tianlong pulled out.

POP.

The sound was loud in the sudden silence.

As soon as he left her, gravity took its toll.

GUSH.

A torrent of white mixed with pink flooded out of her gapped hole. It splashed onto the floor, creating a massive puddle between her legs. But much of it—the thickest, most potent part—stayed inside, trapped deep in her womb.

Kaira slid down the wall until she was sitting in the puddle of her own fluids. She stared at her stomach—still slightly rounded.

She looked up at him, her silver eyes dazed, hair matted to her face, chest heaving. She looked thoroughly broken. Thoroughly conquered.

And thoroughly satisfied.

’I’ve fought beasts. Conquered mountains. Led my tribe for decades. But this man... he’s made of something different. Something... divine. I’ve never met anyone like him...’

"You..." she rasped, voice hoarse. "You really are... a monster."

Tianlong stood over her, his cock still semi-hard, glistening with their mixed fluids. He wiped a streak of sweat from his forehead and grinned—a devilish, satisfied grin.

"And you," he said, reaching down to stroke her cheek, "are a fantastic ride."

He glanced at the entrance of the cave.

"Rest for a minute. Drink some water."

Kaira blinked. "Why?"

Tianlong’s grin widened.

"Because that was just the warm-up. I still have about 30% of my power left to use."

Kaira’s head fell back against the stone wall. A laugh—half-hysterical, half-joyful—bubbled up from her throat.

"Fuck my life," she whispered.

"No," Tianlong corrected, stepping forward again. "Just your pussy."

Tianlong walked to a relatively intact section of the cave floor and lay down on his back, arms folded behind his head. His cock stood upright like a monument—still hard, still glistening with their mixed fluids, veins pulsing visibly along the shaft.

He looked at Kaira, who was still slumped against the wall, breathing heavily.

"While you drink water," he said casually, as if he hadn’t just fucked her through multiple earth-shattering orgasms, "ride me. Bounce on me."

Kaira’s silver eyes widened in shock.

"W-what?" she stammered, her voice hoarse. "You... you’re joking."

"Do I look like I’m joking?"

She stared at him. At his relaxed posture. At his confident grin. At his cock standing proudly between his legs, waiting for her.

"I can barely... move..." she protested weakly.

"Then use your cultivation. Reinforce your body. You’re a chief, aren’t you?"