Family Stealing System: your wife, mother, sister, all mine now!
Chapter 7: Satisfactory Servant

Chapter 7: Satisfactory Servant

Kian woke up deep in the night, a low groan escaping his throat as he stirred from sleep.

Fragments of his dreams still clung to him—vivid memories of Earth, its bustling cities, endless noise, and that soul-crushing grind that had defined his old life. But those days were gone now, left behind like a shed skin. Earth and its suffocating existence were no more.

That desperate life was in the past, now, he was Kian, a promising young cultivator with a second chance at true power.

As awareness fully returned, he noticed the small, warm weight pressed against his chest. A girl had somehow nestled inside his loose inner shirt during the night, using the fabric like an extra blanket. She was curled up tightly against him, sleeping soundly like a koala clinging to its favorite tree. Her soft breathing tickled his skin, and her hair spilled messily across his collarbone.

Kian smirked inwardly at the sheer absurdity of the situation.

Just as he shifted slightly to get more comfortable, she stirred and snuggled even closer, her face pressing more firmly into his chest. In a sleepy, mumbled voice, she said, "Don’t wake me up... I’m so tired. I haven’t slept like this in months."

She was too cute.

After a moment, he quietly looked up and waved his hand, summoning the familiar glowing blue screen of his system.

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Status

Cultivation Realm: Qi Building Stage 2

Qi Sparks: 30 [+]

Fortune: 50 Points

Shop: (Locked)

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After stealing Hua Mia from Hua Shulong, he had gained a whopping 50 fortune points.

With a single mental command, he allocated all the points to Qi Spark.

The number jumped smoothly from 30 to 80.

Immediately, a warm surge flooded his meridians as one Qi Spark after another ignited within his body.

Each new spark felt like a tiny star blooming to life inside him, sharpening his senses. The dim moonlight filtering through the window became clearer, the faint night breeze carried crisper scents, and even the subtle rhythm of the girl’s heartbeat against his chest grew more distinct.

Was it a placebo? He didn’t know, but this was no doubt growth in the right direction.

A quiet smile touched his lips.

Progress. Real, tangible progress.

He shifted slightly.

"Hmm..." Mia hummed, almost waking up.

"Wait, Mia let me remove your clothes okay?"

She sleepily shifted slightly, allowing him access.

Gently removing Hua Mia’s upper clothing so that he could feel her better, he played around with her ample chest and closed his eyes.

Mia hugged his neck, practically dead asleep.

Tired, he followed her to sleep quickly.

...

When Kian woke up once more, it was already morning, and there was a small bustle outside his room.

"Hey, arrange the juices on the table," Hua Jia said. "Not there, I told you to do it here!"

"So... Sorry," said Jiao Yin. "Should I put the apple juice here? What about the orange juice?"

Right then, the girl hidden inside Kian’s clothes stirred awake as well.

She was stunned at first, then shyly poked her head out of his collar without leaving the clothes.

"Seems like your sister is bullying my servant," he said groggily.

Hua Mia poked her tongue out. "Sorry, she might be worried about me. She probably hates you a lot as well. I’ll talk to her!"

She tried to leave his clothes, but she could not. He had hugged her waist.

"Just stay there," he said.

She suddenly stiffened.

Something was poking her right in between her legs. And she was apparently only in her panties.

Hua Mia’s fair face flushed like a tomato. "Hey!" she said. "It’s morning now."

"So what? Men get hard in the mornings."

"Really?"

She really didn’t know that.

He blinked. "Yes. Can you help me a little with it?"

She blinked back. Then sid shyly, "I really can’t right now." Her face was so red, so stiff, it was absurdly cute.

"Hm? You don’t like this?" He asked, a bit dissappointed.

She blushed even more. "... I swear I’ll let you do whatever you want tonight. Is that okay? I already have you in my heart anyway."

Kian already knew that. He chuckled.

"Sure. Good heart, but what will I do about my little guy?"

She could feel it in between her thighs. She gulped.

With a deep breath and a quick move, she sneaked out of his clothes, then quickly jumped away with a chuckle.

He watched her in amazement; her naked physique was a sight for the sore eyes. His eyes was blessed so early in the morning.

She quickly began wearing her clothes.

"Wait here, I will send your servant over."

With that, she ran away like a spooked white rabbit.

Kian blinked and looked at the doorway in wait, and as he watched, a curious Jiao Yin walked in soon enough.

Kian simply pushed away the blankets and revealed his throbbing member hidden by thin silk pants.

She understood the assignment and came to sit on the bed beside him.

Pushing the pant open to reveal it, she stroked it as she said: "Young master Kian, it seems you had a lot of fun yesterday. But she doesn’t seem to have satisfied you!"

"If you have the time to talk, use that mouth for better things."

"Yes, young master!"

She parted her lips with a quiet breath and took him in, her soft mouth stretching around his thick cock as she sank down, slow at first.

"Hng!" Kian groaned, struggling to stay still. He sat up quickly, one hand sliding into her hair and pushing her head down firmly onto him. "Good girl... just like that."

She was naturally skilled, despite her technique still being a little clumsy and inexperienced. Her mouth was pure perfection—hot, wet, and incredibly tight—sucking him with eager, sloppy devotion. Her tongue swirled awkwardly but enthusiastically along the underside of his shaft as she took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with effort.

Soon his cock was buried halfway down her throat, and she stared up at him with wide, moist, obedient eyes.

Looking at her large eyes stirred him even more.

"Wait, lay on the bed!" he ordered, voice thick with lust.

She pulled off his cock with a wet pop, a thin string of saliva still connecting her lips to his glistening tip.

Confused but obedient, she laid back on the simple wooden bed. Kian stood, towering over her as he grabbed her slender legs and spread them wide apart. He hooked one over his shoulder, exposing her completely.

"Y-you’re going to do it? Right now?" she asked timidly, her face burning crimson, voice trembling with a mix of fear and arousal.

Without answering, Kian tore her remaining clothes away in one powerful motion.

Her beautiful, smooth, freshly-shaved jade was revealed—lovely, glistening, and dripping with slick nectar.

The sight made his cock throb painfully.

"It’s so fucking wet," he murmured, running two fingers along her slit before pushing one finger inside.

Her entire body jerked violently, a sharp moan escaping her throat as her neck arched back against the pillow.

Kian’s eyes burned with hunger. He lined up the swollen head of his cock against her thin entrance and pushed forward gently.

The moment his tip slipped inside, her walls clamped down hard—almost painfully tight.

"Eh... I can’t move in further than this?" he muttered, breathing heavily.

Her eyes widened in horror. "It’s not fully in yet?"

He pushed deeper.

She choked on a cry of pain and pleasure, her slender hands flying to his chest. "Wait—ahh!"

Even with how soaked she was, her virgin-tight pussy resisted.

Kian’s own cock ached from the intense squeeze, but the slick heat was addictive. Inch by inch, he forced himself deeper, stretching her open until finally, with a low groan, he buried every thick inch inside her.

"Mhnggh! Arghh!" she cried out, her body shaking, nails digging into his arms.

Kian stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust, his cock twitching deep inside her spasming walls.

Sacred blood slid down his shaft.

"Are you okay?"

She gulped. "It doesn’t hurt as bad as I thought, it’s similar to my periods."

"I am moving."

Then he began to move—slow, deep thrusts at first, grinding against her with every stroke. The wet, obscene sounds of her jade sucking him in filled the small room.

She cried, tears leaking at first, but soon enough...

She began to moan.

He reached his hand out, pushing hair away from her face. Her moans grew louder, more desperate. Her hips started bucking up to meet him clumsily, chasing the pleasure.

"That’s it... cum for me first," he whispered hotly against her ear, thrusting harder, faster, angling his cock to hit that sensitive spot inside her with every stroke.

Her breathing turned into sharp, broken gasps.

Her walls fluttered wildly around him, squeezing tighter and tighter.

"Young... Nghh... Kian... I—I’m—ahhn!"

Her entire body tensed, back arching off the bed as a powerful orgasm rippled through her. Her jade gushed around his cock, hot juices squirting out with every brutal thrust as she came hard, crying out his name in a broken, ecstatic sob.

Her legs shook violently, toes curling, eyes rolling back as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her.

Her squirting lasted for seconds, making his own waist wet.

Only after her climax started to fade did Kian let himself go.

"HNGGGG!"

He rammed her through the aftershocks with raw, deep strokes, chasing his own release until he finally buried himself to the hilt and flooded her clenching jade with thick, hot spurts of cum.

"Young Master!" she moaned.

"Still want more?"

He came even more inside her.

"...!"