On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

Chen Tian's mouth was fully claimed by Baihu's as she pressed her lips against his with insistent force. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, exploring with a mixture of aggression and hunger.

Chen Tian's eyes widened in shock, but he found himself unable to break free; Baihu's grip was strong, her hands firmly holding the back of his head in place.

He felt a whirlwind of sensations—Baihu's warm breath against his face, the taste of her lips, and the firm pressure of her body pressed against his. His heart raced, a conflicting surge of confusion, desire, and resistance overwhelming him.

"Something is wrong! I need to stop this," he thought, trying to muster the willpower to push Baihu away.

But who was Baihu?

He didn't have the strength to push her away. As the intensity of the kiss deepened, Chen Tian's mind struggled to process what was happening. Baihu's actions were bold and assertive, unlike anything he had expected.

Her hands moved from his head, trailing down his neck and resting on his shoulders, pulling him closer, her lips demanding more. Chen Tian's breath quickened, a flush creeping up his neck.

The kiss was relentless, offering no escape, and momentarily engulfing him, his resolve faltering under the surprising intensity of Baihu's approach. Baihu's face was completely red, and her breath was fast and uneven as her body pressed tightly against Chen Tian's.

The wet robe clung to her skin, outlining every curve, and Chen Tian could distinctly feel the softness of her breasts pressing against his chest. The sensation sent a jolt through him, his mind a chaotic mix of emotions.

Baihu's eyes remained closed as she kissed him with fervor, her lips unrelenting, leaving Chen Tian no chance to regain control. His hands instinctively moved to her shoulders, intending to push her away, but the strength to do so seemed to elude him.

Her bold moves left him bewildered, torn between wanting to halt this and the irresistible allure of the powerful physical bond.

He could feel her fingers moving, one hand sliding down his back, the other brushing against his cheek as if she was trying to comfort him amidst the storm she had created.

Her body seemed to move on its own, pressing against him more, her hips shifting slightly, which made Chen Tian's breath hitch. A low sound escaped from his throat, somewhere between a groan of protest and a sigh of surrender.

As the kiss continued, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the heated exchange between them.

For a fleeting moment, Chen Tian found himself responding to her touch, his lips moving against hers, his hands gripping her shoulders more tightly. But the shock of the situation returned, and he managed to break free, gasping for air as he pulled back slightly, his eyes wide with confusion and shock.

"What's happening!?"

"Baihu," Chen Tian breathed, his voice barely more than a whisper. "What… what are you doing?" Explore more at empire

Baihu slowly opened her eyes, a mixture of emotions flickering within them. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath still ragged. She blinked, as if coming to her senses, and a flicker of realization crossed her face.

"Chen Tian…" she murmured, her voice soft but filled with a strange intensity. "I… I couldn't stop myself."

Chen Tian stared at her, still trying to process what had just happened, his heart pounding in his chest. Before he could speak, Baihu leaned in again, her lips brushing against his.

Chen Tian's mind went blank as he felt a surge of emotion flood through him. The kiss was electrifying, sending shivers down his spine. For some reason, Chen Tian also felt that something was wrong with him.

He felt heat rising in his cheeks as Baihu's touch lingered on his skin. His body reacted instinctively to the sensation, a mix of desire and confusion swirling through him.

"Dragon bloodline!!!"

Yes, it was his dragon bloodline that was reacting to Baihu's touch, a primal instinct that he had never experienced before. It was only then that Chen Tian remembered that if tigers were known for their lustful nature, dragons were famous for their insatiable desires—a primal urge deeply embedded in their very essence.

Chen Tian had inherited a powerful dragon bloodline, but he had never fully understood its implications—until now.

The intense reaction he felt was not entirely his own; it was the ancient, wild instincts of his lineage awakening in response to Baihu's touch. It was like a dragon wanting to dominate the tiger, to assert its dominance and remind the world of its power and strength.

Baihu's breath mingled with his, her lips hovering just inches away. Her eyes were half-lidded, filled with a strange mix of determination and vulnerability.

"Chen Tian… please," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "I can't help it. You're the only one who can… can quench this fire inside me."

Her words sent a shiver down Chen Tian's spine. He could feel the heat rising between them, the undeniable pull of his dragon instincts clashing with his rational mind. He struggled to maintain control, his body aching to respond to her touch, but his heart and mind were in turmoil.

Was it right to do that? What if Baihu wasn't in her right mind, and he ended up making a mistake?

Many questions raced through his head as he tried to make sense of the situation. However, when he looked into Baihu's eyes, Chen Tian made a decision. He reached out and gently took her by the waist, pulling her closer to him.

The warmth of her body against his was intoxicating. His hand started roaming over her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingertips.

Baihu's eyes widened in surprise, but there was a spark of understanding and longing in them.

"Aannnnngghhh!!"

Baihu moaned out loud, her eyes widening in surprise. Chen Tian's right hand slowly trailed down from her waist to her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. Baihu gasped at the unexpected touch but didn't pull away. On the contrary, she pressed herself closer to Chen Tian, her movements becoming more urgent as she rubbed herself against him.

Her excitement was clear since her cave was leaking with desire, soaking through her panties, though it couldn't be noticed since Baihu was already soaking wet.

The heat between them was palpable, desire coursing through their veins as they lost themselves at the moment.

"Wait!" Chen Tian breathlessly whispered, pulling away slightly to look into Baihu's eyes. This time, he didn't stop because he didn't want to continue—Chen Tian took out a bed from his storage ring and put it down on the ground.

The bed wasn't just any ordinary bed, though. The material used to make this bed could not break easily. The more the cultivator's realm increased, the stronger it would become, which is why normal beds were not suitable for cultivators like them.

Chen Tian had purchased this bed in his free time, since on Earth such beds didn't exist.

He gently laid Baihu on the soft surface, their eyes locked in a passionate gaze.

Without saying a word, Chen Tian leaned in and captured Baihu's lips with his own, igniting a fire within both of them.