Rebirth As A Human Cauldron Chapter 19 Part 2

  Warning: Mature Content! Threesome! 

Chapter 19 Part 2

Qin Duan, almost instinctively, asked, “Why are you crying?”

The flush on his face had not yet faded, a watery hue veiled his eyes, and amidst the mistiness, a clear gaze emerged, surprisingly exuding a touch of gentleness.

The inner demon hesitated for a moment, then instinctively lowered its head, kissing away the teardrop at the corner of his eye.

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The legs, held in a wide-open position, began to tremble. The soles of the feet, suspended in mid-air, had their arches tightly flexed. The curled toes pressed against the broad shoulders of the man, ambiguously grazing against the black fabric. Qin Duàn squinted his eyes, forced to tilt his head back as the forceful thrusts went from wide to close, revealing his fair and delicate neck.

Unable to resist any longer, the inner demon bit onto the rolling Adam’s apple. Simultaneously, their lower abdomen surged, pushing Qin Duàn back as the powerful force pulled him back in, penetrating to the deepest point.

This action left his vision momentarily darkened. Coupled with his vulnerability being exploited, a mixture of tension and pleasure overlapped, nearly causing him to ejaculate without any defense. His erect c*ck pressed against the sweat-drenched abdomen, and the milky fluid sprayed forth, landing on his bruised and purple-colored chest.

After ej*culation, there was a momentary blankness in Qin Duàn’s mind. His gaze scattered, and his chest heaved with intense gasps. Before he could even relax, he felt a lightness in his body. In a whirlwind, he was flipped over, the erect member within him grinding against the intestinal walls. His body trembled spasmodically, he cried out with a mix of ecstasy and saliva flowing freely from his mouth.

Supporting Qin Duàn’s waist, the inner demon lifted his limp thighs to either side, exposing him fully. Wide open and vulnerable, he faced the person who had appeared by the bedside, giving them a faint smile.

“How long have you been watching?”

“…” Wu Que looked at the two figures entwined on the bed, his brow slightly furrowed. “What a mess.”

The demon uttered with a sneer, “This fake guy’s body is really unbelievable.” With another intense stimulation, he sprayed another round of s*men. Qin Duan stared at the pale face of his son.

He felt so ashamed that he almost wished to bang his head against something, burying his face in his hands, and said, “Don’t… don’t look…”

It seemed as if a quiet moment had passed. The bed beneath him shifted slightly, and someone gently pulled his wrist, revealing the face that had been tormented by pleasure.

Under Wu Que’s calm gaze, desire surged. He leaned in, joining forces with his inner demon, sandwiching Qin Duan in between.

The latter’s complexion turned pale, and there was an almost reflexive attempt to struggle, but he was firmly restrained by his sons. “Damn it… How dare you… Ugh!”

The unfinished words were swallowed by Wu Que, as he licked the existing wound on the other person’s lips and forcefully sucked in the oxygen from his mouth, as if intending to bring them to their demise.

“Ah…” 

The lack of oxygen caused his brain to slow down. Qin Duan blinked his eyes and only then realized that there was something scalding pressed against the exposed area of his thigh.

“Father…” Wu Que kissed the corners of his mouth that couldn’t close, pinched the trembling thigh, and forcefully inserted a finger into the already stretched opening.

In that place which was already filled by a c*ck, a slit was forcefully pried open. Qin Duan was in pain, his lower body numb. The wrists that were struggling incessantly were each held by one of them. His arched back pressed tightly against the demon’s chest, and his swollen nipple rubbed against the fabric of Wu Que’s garment, causing both pain and itchiness. Yet, to some extent, it distracted from the unbearable sensation in his posterior orifice.

Wu Que kissed the tightly furrowed brow of Qin Duan, his movements in his hands, however, were gentler than anticipated. His slender fingers delved into the juicy juncture, following along the swollen member, attempting to forge a path bit by bit. He lacked experience in the matters of the bed, relying solely on instinct to tease and caress. Wu Que licked the bite marks left by the inner demon, swallowing the fine sweat at the man’s temples. Slowly, but unquestionably, he slid his finger all the way in.

Qin Duan’s abdomen twitched, and due to tension, his posterior orifice tightened even more. This caused the inhale demon to inhale sharply, and with a measured touch, he lightly patted the arched buttocks twice. “Relax.”

The echoing sounds of those two slaps resonated in the relatively quiet room. Annoyed by the provocation, Qin Duan shot him a glare, only to have Wu Que grasp his chin and forcefully turn his head, sealing his lips in a passionate kiss.

The flexible tip of the tongue pried open the unguarded oral cavity, teasing the soft inner walls, gliding over bite marks, and finally delicately tracing every inch of the wounds on the lips. His actions were somewhat unfamiliar, yet the fingers gripping Qin Duan’s chin were forceful, compelling him to only look at him, to gaze into his eyes, to see him alone.

Behind him, the inner demon bit onto the trembling earlobe of the man in his embrace, engaging in a somewhat malicious teasing. Hot lips and tongue enveloped the sensitive earlobe, tracing its contour slowly along the ear, until the person emitted a slight moan. The recently spent member slowly regained its semi-hard state.

Qin Duan felt as though there was a fire in his mind that consumed all rationality, scorching his eye sockets and making his eyes ache. Consequently, liquid trickled down from the corners of his eyes, merging with the dampened locks of his hair, disappearing in an instant.

The entrance had already been stretched by one finger. Wu Que’s finger was positioned between the member and the intestines, moving slowly a few times before once again inserting a finger along the crevice.

This time, it was somewhat easier compared to before, and the sensation of pain wasn’t as intense as earlier. Qin Duan half-opened his eyes, sweat dampening his eyelashes. His slightly trembling back rested against the demon’s chest, his front pressed against Wu Que’s torso. The sound of his rapid heartbeat resonated through their skin, synchronizing in a rhythm that felt as if they were becoming one.

Even if their souls were torn in two, they were still ultimately one person.

Qin Duan blinked and shook off the sweat from his eyelashes. Suddenly, he had a strong urge to see Wu Que’s face.

But before he could get a clear view, the finger within him suddenly withdrew. His relaxed flesh constricted instinctively, pulsating a few times, only to be met by another scorching intrusion. Wu Que gripped his own member, rubbing it against the entrance a few times before gradually pushing into the tight interior.

All three of them emitted simultaneous moans.

Qin Duan’s vision blurred, and uncontrollable tears slid down his eye sockets. He weakly lowered his unfocused gaze, observing a bulge forming on his flat abdomen. Vaguely, he could discern the outline of the internal organ.

His body started trembling involuntarily, and fragmented moans flowed from the depths of his throat. Hoarse and tinged with a hint of sobbing, there was no strength left even for struggling.

His insides felt overly full, as if the slightest movement would result in being punctured.

Unconsciously, Qin Duan tilted his neck back, gasping for air in big gulps.

He felt like he was on the verge of death.

A sensation of moist warmth spread across his nape, as the demon’s tongue licked away the thin sheen of sweat. Delicate kisses landed on the undulating butterfly bones, brushing against the sunken vertebrae in between, igniting a surge of electric-like pleasure.

Wu Que pressed his lips against Qin Duan’s bare neck, his tongue tracing the hollows of his collarbones, infused with tenderness and caution. Their hands rested on Qin Duan’s abdomen, occasionally toying with his semi-erect member. Driven by sensations, his intestines instinctively quivered, the stretched entrance devoid of any wrinkles. It pitifully accommodated the two intruding objects, and even his perineum blushed a shade of crimson, marked by droplets of blood.

“Dad…”

“… Father.”

They called out, one after the other, with the same voice but different terms of address, varying tones.

Qin Duan instinctively shivered.

He closed his eyes and cursed under his breath, calling them little pups.

As the pain gradually turned into numbness, the two Wu Ques, one in front and one behind, gripped the waist and abdomen of the person in their embrace, and began to move slowly.

Being the same person at the core, their mutual understanding was unparalleled. Their sizable phalluses took turns penetrating the soft abdominal cavity, occasionally brushing against each other, and collectively being enveloped and sucked by the moist, heated inner walls.

Qin Duan leaned against the demon’s chest, his unfocused gaze slightly turning white. Amid his unconscious whimpering, saliva dribbled from his slightly open mouth, only to be gently licked away by Wu Que.

They left various marks on his body—some shallow, some deep. The deepest marks were on his chest and the nape of his neck, the places often visited by these beasts.

“Ah… Mmm…”

Intermittent gasps were mixed with the sounds of their movements, the mingling of their fluids creating tiny white bubbles within. Around the swollen an*l opening, a ring of moisture formed, exposing the slightly protruding insides to the air, pushed in and pulled out as they toyed with it…

Qin Duan’s legs trembled, spasming, causing his lower abdomen to contract. The c*cks inside him emitted fluids, yet there was nothing left to ejaculate.

“Please… stop…” he pleaded intermittently, his eyes reddened as if dripping blood, his trembling voice carrying a hint of sobbing, “Enough… my son… I… Ah ah ah!!”

Wu Que pushed forcefully, the strength so great that it even made Qin Duan think he had penetrated into his stomach.

“I beg you… to stop…” he pleaded in broken intervals, his eyes appearing as if they were shedding tears of blood, his quivering voice carrying a tremble of sobs, “That’s enough… my son… I… Ah ah ah!!”

With a firm thrust, Wu Que pushed forcefully, the strength so intense that it even made Qin Duan mistakenly believe he had penetrated into his stomach.

“We too… once pleaded with you like this,” came the voice of the inner demon from behind in intermittent fragments, but Qin Duan could no longer discern it clearly.

“…Yet you still abandoned us.” Wu Que before him slowly began to speak, his eyes shimmering with a glint of blood, as if something was about to flow out.

Yet in the end, nothing flowed out—mercilessly, it was as if he wanted to thrust his very soul into Qin Duan’s body, “Father…”

“Daddy… I… we love you.”

“I never dared to say it, because this feeling brings me pain, and I don’t want you to feel the same as me…”

“But we regret it now, Dad. We should have told you…” The voice of the inner demon began to quiver. He buried his face in Qin Duan’s hair, silently weeping.

Qin Duan’s heart trembled. He listened to the faint sobbing in his ear, suddenly feeling a bit sad.

He had never truly harbored hatred towards anyone, he merely…

He just couldn’t linger.

The force of extreme emotion relentlessly propelled him forward, traversing mountains and rivers, crossing the ebb and flow of human sentiments, passing through the bustling world.

A millennium’s worth of time passed in the blink of an eye, and he deludedly believed he had grasped the will of the heavens. In reality, however, apart from those joyful memories of companionship, he possessed nothing.

“Don’t,” he said in a barely audible voice. 

The c*cks inside him jerked, and a torrent of heat brushed against his insides as if it was about to destroy him. Qin Duan moaned and fainted defenselessly. 

At the same time, the small hole at the tip of his c*ck opened and a transparent liquid shot out, and sprayed on the bed sheet.

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