Kyrine, entirely naked now, approached the tub, leaning down to pick a washcloth from the stool beside the tub. She came behind me, climbed over, and lowered herself onto the edge of the tub. She placed her legs to either side of me, and I felt the slick, intimate warmth of her sex touch my back through the heat of the water. With the washcloth, she proceeded to massage my back and shoulders.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. Curiously, it wasn’t just my body which was responding to her efforts, but also my chi. I could feel my pathways aligning, and the various dead ends that every cultivator worked their entire lives to repurpose became completed links.

“Are you prepared for more?” Kyrine whispered in my ear, the heat of her breath bringing rolling waves of pleasure.

“Yes,” I managed to answer.

She dropped the washcloth and moved round in front of me, immersing herself fully into the tub. The water lapped against the sides as she opened her legs and lowered herself onto me. She took my cock in her hand and pulled it toward her. A gasp escaped her lips as I entered between her folds. Her insides clenched around my member, spasming a few times before my entire length was hidden within her sex.

Slowly, she started to grind on me, her rhythmic movements causing the water to ebb and flow like the tides of an ocean. As she leaned back, her breasts were on full display, and I eagerly took them in my hands and fondled her nipples. She bucked and groaned in undulations of pleasure as she spun on my cock.

I gripped her waist in my hands, holding her ass firmly as she rode herself toward ecstasy. Her breasts bounced as she sped up, and then she leaned forward to engulf my mouth in a devouring, hungry kiss.

Keeping one hand on her hip, I moved my other hand up to hold her left breast and run my thumb around her nipple. She threw her head back and moaned, pressing her hands on my chest to brace herself as she bucked up and down on me.

She was close.

I tweaked her nipple and gasped as I felt her clench around me, her rhythmic pulses letting me know that she had tipped over the edge.

“We are one!” she cried out as she climaxed, and I felt my own release spring from deep within me.

My centermost being, the meridian that held all my magical power, crashed into hers. In an explosion of light and clarity, I knew Kyrine. Every fiber of her being merged with my own, and there wasn’t an internal pathway or meridian that wasn’t exposed to my mind in this single, climactic moment.

A chime sounded, and it might as well have been the bells from a heavenly orchestra.