Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

The issue here was that Ryu didn\'t have the same disdain he had had for Isemeine in this situation. Seeing Yaana\'s body before him like this was like feeling a bomb go off in his mind, but he didn\'t have the same pride or arrogance attached to his inaction. 

Back then, Ryu had truly seen Isemeine as beneath him. If Eska didn\'t appear, no matter how much lust he felt, there was nothing in this world capable of making him take her body. He simply didn\'t care about her and was more ready to watch her die a horrible death. 

But Yaana…. 

Yaana was a woman Ryu deeply cared for. Even when he didn\'t know that she was his Nuri, he had a good impression of her. The youthful him of this life had even turned down his maternal grandfather when he suggested something as terrible as forcefully taking her as his woman. Even though he knew it would make his life easier to do so, even though he knew having Yaana\'s grandfather as a backer would ease the burden on his life, he hadn\'t cared. He would have rather suffered than hurt such an innocent, pure soul. 

But right now… Right now that innocent, pure soul was making him think of doing all sorts of devilish things. He suddenly really wanted to see what Yaana\'s expression looked like when she was lost in pleasure, he really wanted to hear what her soft voice felt like when it turned hoarse and forceful… he really wanted to feel the heat of her skin beneath his. 

"Ryu, am I beautiful?"

Yaana\'s voice had a slight hint of trembling to it. It was fairly obvious that she had never done anything like this before. She felt particularly exposed, especially since they were in the middle of a forest. Even though she knew it was nonsense, she still felt that anyone could walk in on them at any time, it left her feeling particularly vulnerable. 

"Yes."

Ryu replied instantly, his voice coming out like much more of a growl than even he expected. 

Yaana\'s shoulders couldn\'t help but tremble in response. While Ryu was almost excessively turned on right this moment, the same couldn\'t be said for Yaana. In fact, she was so nervous that it was hard to feel anything other than anxiety and embarrassment. But, there was something about Ryu\'s voice just now that sent goosebumps racing across her skin, even the small hairs dotted across her body couldn\'t help but stand at attention as blood rushed to places they had never rushed to before. 

"Then why don\'t you want me?"

\'Goddammit.\'

This wasn\'t part of the script. Having a wife should be like placing a mountain twice the size of Shrine Mountain between you and your chances of finding other women. Well, that was the case when your wife had a strong background and talent of her own, a category Ailsa most definitely fell into. 

But, what was with his wives, always trying to force other women onto him? Was there something wrong with their brains? 

First it was centuries of Elena trying to pick out concubines for him, not to mention trying to get him to accept Nuri as well. And now it was Ailsa looking for sex partners and ignoring him while he was sexually harassed by Yaana. 

"Are you not a man?"

Yaana\'s voice was a soft as a butterfly\'s wings. It was obvious to Ryu that she didn\'t even want to say these words, it was probably more of Ailsa\'s machinations pulling the strings in the background. Unfortunately… 

Ryu was ashamed to say that it worked. 

"FUCK!"

Ryu\'s roar echoed through the forest, his clothing, held together by his Spiritual Qi to begin with, vanished into motes of light. 

With a single powerful arm, he swept Yaana off of her feet, sliding his forearm beneath her thigh and grasping onto a single cheek of her bottom firmly. The feeling was so otherworldly that his fingers seemed to sink endlessly into her flesh, the rebound of elasticity combined with softness making his mind go completely blank. 

Yaana suddenly found herself looking directly into Ryu\'s eyes, the feeling of his powerful body both making her feeling more safe than she ever had in her life, and more excited than she could describe in words. 

Her heart beat wildly and out of control. Something about he unbridled lust and heat in Ryu\'s gaze made her blood rush through her body, her fair skin turning red as her breathing became rabid. The oppressive masculinity of Ryu\'s aura alone left her gaze misty and she completely forgot about any embarrassment. 

"Come here."

"Ah!"

Ailsa never expected to suddenly find a strong surge of wind wrapping around her. She couldn\'t even react in time before her dress was also forcefully dispersed into the wind, her large breasts being pressed against the side of Ryu\'s ribcage. 

Ailsa, who was still trying to pretend to be meditating, had her eyes closed, at a bit of a loss of what was happening. But, Ryu\'s meaning was clear. 

Yaana was still a virgin. Since the two of them decided to light this fire, they would have to continue until there was nothing but a pit of ash left. Yaana most definitely couldn\'t handle such violence alone, so her big sister would have to take responsibility for her actions. 

Ailsa gasped lightly, her eyes shooting open when she felt a large hand grip her bottom forcefully. She subconsciously lifted up to the tips of her toes, her body trembling and becoming akin to a small boat amidst Ryu\'s strong tide. 

Yaana didn\'t get much of a chance to register exactly what was happening either. All she heard was Ryu\'s gruff, commanding tone. And, as though an obedient little wife, she threw her arms around his neck, bringing her soft lips to his. 

She could already feel his cock hovering around her entrance, poking and teasing at it as his powerful arm held her up. The agitation in her waist and hips as she wound and grinded toward it was enough to send a flood of blood down any man\'s nose… 

Ryu didn\'t wait long to oblige. 

Yaana felt a thin veil being pierced through, a heat entering her lower belly and her toes curling as her legs locked around Ryu. 

That day… No, that week, the escapades of three Immortals would likely become a legend of the Mortal Plane. The day the Gods of Lust blessed their small little world…