The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

But at this moment, she felt immense joy and satisfaction.

As the two continued their actions, Bronya's voice became increasingly uncontrollable.

Those sounds that she would never normally utter now flowed out like a stream, echoing throughout the empty throne room.

“Luoning…Luoning, little brother…” Bronya’s voice trembled with tears, “You…you’re amazing.”

Chapter 155 This throne...from now on...is ours.

As Luo Ning listened to Bronya's call, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

He reached out and gently stroked Bronya's smooth back, from her shoulders and feet all the way to her tailbone, taking meticulous care of every inch.

Bronya looked tired from being too excited. She rested her head on Lorne's shoulder, her long golden hair cascading down like a waterfall, covering the part where the two were connected.

“Brother Luo Ning…” she murmured softly, “This throne… from now on… belongs to us.” Luo Ning gently stroked Bronya’s hair, feeling the warmth and softness of her body.

He suddenly remembered what this throne meant to Bronya—it was a symbol of her inheriting her mother's mantle, a sign of the responsibilities she bore.

And now, she was sharing all of this with him. This gift, more than the gift itself, moved Luo Ning deeply. "Sister Bronia..." Luo Ning whispered in her ear, "Thank you..."

Bronya gently raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears, but they were tears of happiness. She kissed Luo Ning's lips again, this time the kiss was gentler and more lingering.

After an unknown amount of time, Bronya finally regained some strength. She adjusted her posture and faced Luo Ning again, her eyes shining with an unprecedented confidence.

“Little brother Luo Ning. How about I take the lead this time?” Her tone was slightly teasing, but more so, it carried a newfound courage. Luo Ning smiled slightly and nodded.

Looking into Bronya's beautiful blue eyes, he knew that at this moment, she was not only enjoying physical pleasure, but also seeking inner liberation.

Bronya took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing and state of mind, and then resolutely began her "challenge".

Her movements were elegant and fluid, as if she had practiced for a long time, and every detail was handled perfectly.

Her gaze was focused and gentle, fixed intently on Luo Ning, as if telling him that she was ready to accept everything from him. She showed her acceptance and response to Luo Ning in her own unique way, a feeling akin to the two of them performing a tacit dance.

Their cooperation was seamless.

During the dance, Bronya and Lonnin's bodies gradually drew closer, and each touch felt like an electric current running through their bodies, captivating and mesmerizing.

At first, Bronya was able to maintain a certain composure, her movements were steady and confident.

However, as time went on, the mysterious "power of abundance" within Luo Ning's body began to gradually reveal its power.

This force, like a powerful torrent, surged through Bronya's body and mind. Her breathing became rapid, and her once graceful movements began to tremble slightly.

Bronya quickly realized that her rhythm had been completely disrupted, and her original desire to take the lead had vanished.

“Luoning. Brother Luoning…” Bronya’s voice was already hoarse, “You…you are so powerful.” Luoning heard the praise in her words and felt a sense of accomplishment.

He didn't say anything, but responded to Bronya's praise with his actions.

As the two intensified their movements, the "companion sword" within Luo Ning's body became increasingly vigorous, stronger and more robust than ever before.

The contrast between this and his boyish physique appeared remarkably harmonious and beautiful in Bronya's eyes. She reached out and gently touched the astonishing companion sword, feeling its heat and power.

At that moment, Bronya suddenly understood why her mother was so engrossed in it. It wasn't just a physical pleasure, but a fusion of souls.

During this process, she not only experienced unprecedented joy, but also a profound sense of belonging. Just as Bronya was immersed in this wonderful feeling, Ronin suddenly made a move.

She obediently cooperated with his movements, making their union even closer and deeper.

"Ah... Luo Ning... Luo Ning, little brother..." Bronya could no longer control her voice, "This... this position... is too... too sensual." Luo Ning's lips curled into a smile, and he whispered in Bronya's ear, "Does Bronya like it?"

Bronya was unable to answer verbally; she could only express her feelings through her body. That intense response gave Lonning an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

On the throne, Lonin and Bronya experimented with various cultivation methods, gaining a deeper understanding of them. Each transformation brought them new surprises and experiences.

Bronya had never imagined that her body could train with Lonnin in so many different ways, and that each way could bring...

Give her different kinds of happiness.

Perhaps due to the special nature of the setting, or perhaps due to the special nature of their relationship, the two of them displayed unprecedented enthusiasm and engagement in this interaction.

The feeling was like performing a sacred ceremony, both solemn and joyful.

Finally, at the climax of their actions, Bronya felt as if she saw a dazzling light that pierced through her body and cleansed her soul.

She couldn't help but call out Luo Ning's name in a low voice, her voice filled with endless love and longing. And Luo Ning, at that moment, also felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.

Not just physically, but also emotionally. He held Bronya tightly, feeling her every tremor and sharing in her every moment of pleasure.

When all was calm, the two sat on the throne. Bronya gently stroked Luo Ning's cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness. "Luo Ning, little brother..." her voice was as soft as a feather, "From this day forward, this throne is yours too..."

Luo Ning knew that Bronya was not just talking about the physical seat, but also about the place in her heart, the future direction of Belloberg.

Chapter 156 Famous Scene, A Reenactment of the Battle of the Entrance Gate? (Revised)

The cold, hard feel of the throne, transmitted clearly through the thin fabric, reached Luo Ning's skin, while Bronya's kiss instantly ignited every hidden desire within him.

It was a kiss imbued with an unquestionable possessiveness and an almost desperate, all-or-nothing devotion. Lips and tongues intertwined, saliva mingled—it was a passionate and lingering kiss.

Bronya's actions were initially somewhat hesitant, as if she was still testing Lonning's reaction. However, as time went on, her defenses were gradually eroded by Lonning's enthusiasm.

Her arms wrapped tightly around Luo Ning's neck like snakes, as if she wanted to merge herself with him.

Each adventure brought a tingling, numbing sensation to her heart, causing her to involuntarily let out a soft moan.

At this moment, Bronya forgot her identity as the heir to the High Warden, and cast aside all her reservations and concerns. She only wanted to immerse herself in this passionate kiss, sharing this passion and love with Ronin.

Ning responded almost instinctively. After all, he wasn't a real patriarch, and this sudden, supremely noble embrace gave his adult soul an unprecedented thrill.

He reached out, his hand somewhat awkward yet with an irresistible force, and wrapped it around Bronya's soft waist, pulling her even closer to him.

His other hand unconsciously slipped into her long, smooth silver hair, feeling its silky texture. "Mmm..."

She knew Luo Ning's true nature. This seemingly innocent and harmless little boy harbored a "womanizer" deep inside that even she couldn't fully see through.

Which of the sisters in the lower districts wasn't completely captivated by him? Even his own mother... Lady Cocolia, in the end...

A bitter feeling flickered in Bronya's heart, but more so, a morbid infatuation and obsession. She loved him, a love that transcended social status, age, and even societal morality.

She was willing to give everything for him, even to sink into this boundless abyss of desire with him.

She straightened her body slightly, trying to gain some initiative in this sudden love contest.

After all, she was Bellenberg's future protector, and even in such an extremely private moment, the pride and desire for control inherent in her being in a superior position were still lurking beneath the surface.

She wanted to guide him, to teach him, and to make him understand that she was the one in control of this "game".

“Luoning, little brother.” Her voice, slightly hoarse with emotion, held a strange magnetism. “Just like… just like last time, let me feel you properly.”

Her breath was fragrant, and her warm breath brushed against Luo Ning's ear, sending a shiver down his spine.

She swayed her waist slightly, using the softest and most sensitive part of her body to caress the "weapon" that was already poised to strike.

Her eyes were hazy and watery, all of her usual aloofness and majesty gone, leaving only the most primal feminine charm and longing.

However, Luo Ning no longer wanted to passively accept her sisters' "love" as she had in the past.

Especially after receiving the reward of that "thought command," the desire deep within him to control everything and to make these high and mighty older women completely submit to him grew wildly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

A wicked smile, incongruous with his age, curled at the corner of his mouth.

He held Bronya's shoulders and gently pushed her away, breaking the rhythm she was trying to take the lead.

“Sister Bronya,” his voice carried a hint of mockery, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, as if they could see through all her pretenses, “this time, I want to… try a different approach.”

Before Bronya could react, Lorne's body suddenly unleashed astonishing strength. With a swift movement, he flipped Bronya over, pinning her against the cold back of the throne!

"Ah!" Bronya exclaimed in surprise, completely unprepared for Luo Ning's actions.

The hard back of the throne made her back ache a little, but what alarmed her even more was the strong, undeniable aggression that Luo Ning was displaying at this moment.

She saw the flames of conquest gleaming in Luo Ning's bright eyes.

His youthful face now carried a kingly domineering and majestic air.

This stark contrast made Bronya's heart pound uncontrollably. "Brother Luo Ning, you..."

"Didn't my sister say she could do anything I wanted to do to me?" Luo Ning leaned down, his nose almost touching Bronya's.

He lowered his voice, his tone seductive, "So now, let me properly... make it up to my sister."

Before he could finish speaking, he sealed Bronya's lips with his own once more.

Bronya's body suddenly went limp, as if it had lost its support.

She stared wide-eyed at Luo Ning in front of her, her face filled with shock, a strong sense of powerlessness welling up inside her.

She desperately tried to resist and regain control of her body, but Luo Ning's offensive was as fierce as a raging storm, leaving her completely defenseless.

Every struggle she made was easily thwarted, and every act of resistance was futile.

Gradually, Bronya's consciousness began to blur, and the originally clear thoughts in her mind gradually became chaotic.

Her body completely lost its autonomy, instinctively responding to Luo Ning's movements, sinking into his rhythm. (PS: Please join the full subscription group for the uncut original text; the uncut version is available there.)

Just as the atmosphere in the throne room was gradually heating up, the sounds of travelers' panting and the rustling of clothes intertwined, composing a forbidden melody, when a slightly flustered voice came from the entrance of the hall at an inopportune moment.

"Lady Bronya! Brother Ning! You...you...it's Pella!"

She was ordered to prepare a guest room for Luo Ning, but she felt uneasy and uneasy, as if something was not right.

Especially the obvious abnormality of her younger brother Luo Ning and the meaningful look in Bronya's eyes made her feel uneasy.

Her alternate personality was constantly clamoring in her mind, urging her to come back and see the "good show."

In the end, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and a secret anticipation, and made an excuse to hurriedly return. But she never expected that upon entering the hall, she would witness such a... such a sensual and stimulating scene!

The usually noble and dignified Lady Bronya was now disheveled, pinned down on the throne symbolizing the highest power of Beloberg by her younger brother, Lorning, in the most primal and intense "battle"!

That's right!

The iconic scene of the battle at the entrance has erupted!

At that moment, Pera saw the expression of both pain and pleasure on Lady Bronya's face, as well as the focused yet somewhat fierce look on her younger brother, Lorning's face. Pera felt as if all the blood in her body rushed to her head, and her cheeks instantly turned so red they could bleed.

Her glasses slipped off the tip of the glass in shock and nearly fell to the ground.

She instinctively covered her mouth to prevent a gasp from escaping, and the two people on the throne were also interrupted by the sudden sound.

Luo Ning paused slightly, raised his head, and looked at the dumbfounded Pella at the door. A hint of displeasure at being disturbed flashed in his eyes, but more than that, there was a playful, mischievous look.

Bronya, after her initial panic, quickly regained some composure.

Her cheeks were still flushed from lovemaking, and her eyes were somewhat dazed, but there wasn't much shame in her gaze as she looked at Pera. Instead... there was a hint of understanding, or even a hint of... a hidden invitation?

After all, according to Hook's theory, everyone was "one of us," sisters who were supposed to "share" the "goodness" of their brother, Lonning. "Pera..." Bronya's voice, heavy with breaths, sounded particularly alluring, "You...you've come at the perfect time."

Chapter 157 Pella's Fall (Revised)

"Huh?" Pera was completely disappointed.

She glanced at Bronya, then at her brother Luo Ning's still proudly held sword, and at the undisguised desire in his eyes. A sudden "boom" went through her mind, as if something had exploded.

“Come here…” Luo Ning beckoned to Pera with her finger, her tone carrying an undeniable command, “Sister Pera, come and play with us too.” Pera froze.

Her reason told her that she should turn around and run away immediately, as far away from this place of trouble as possible. However, her legs felt like they were made of lead and wouldn't obey her commands.

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In her mind, the seductive voice belonging to her alternate personality was excitedly screaming, "Oh my! This is fantastic! My dear Pella, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Hurry up! Go and serve little brother Luo Ning well with Lady Bronya! Just imagine the feeling. *sizzle*"

And her body gave the most honest response at that moment.

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Pera's breathing became heavy, and her eyes began to glaze over.