Shen Nian didn’t move.
Lu Yuan didn’t move either.
The two of them held the position, frozen for about three seconds. Shen Nian’s fingers were still clamped around his arm, and the white marks she’d dug into him were already turning red.
“You really are fucking good at finding your opening,” Shen Nian ground out through her teeth, her voice tight, carrying something that sounded like anger, or something else entirely. “You can even get ideas about your own bro.”
Lu Yuan’s hand was still bracing her waist. His palm could feel the muscles at her side taut and twitching.
“You were the one who sat yourself down on it.”
Shen Nian bit her lip.
“And if you weren’t turned on by me, there’s no way it would’ve gone in.”
The words hit her square in the face, and Shen Nian’s ears flushed a deep red at once, the color spreading from her earlobes all the way to the base of her neck.
She opened her mouth to snap back, but nothing came out.
Because what he said was the truth.
Lu Yuan didn’t keep goading her. He steadied his hands on her waist, knees pressed to the ground, and slowly put strength into his legs, getting ready to lift her up and pull that half of it back out.
Suddenly, Shen Nian’s right hand hooked back and clamped onto his arm.
Her five fingers tightened hard.
“I’ve never gotten it in before. This time it’s in.”
Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible. She didn’t turn her head, just stared at the shattered glass door of the convenience store ahead.
“You fucking better finish it and let me get off first.”
Lu Yuan stopped.
He looked at the back of Shen Nian’s head. At the edge of her short hair, he could see the skin at the nape of her neck turning faintly pink. The wheat-toned skin only showed the flush a little, but it was there.
“Sure?”
“Cut the bullshit.”
Lu Yuan didn’t ask again.
He tightened his grip on her waist, his fingers slotting into the hollows on either side of her lower back, the heel of his palm pressing against the line of her hip bones.
Then he pushed down a little harder.
Shen Nian’s breath caught hard.
That thing slid in another inch, forcing apart the softer flesh deeper inside.
Tight. Hot. Clenching so hard it made his scalp go numb.
The insides of Shen Nian’s thighs tensed, her knees trembling slightly, one hand braced on her knee.
Lu Yuan paused, letting her catch up, then pushed in again.
“Hng—” Shen Nian’s back arched and her waist sank.
It was all the way in.
Shen Nian hurriedly lifted a hand to bite down on it, leaving a neat row of teeth marks. The corners of her eyes stung a little.
It was nothing like she’d imagined.
Not a girl’s fingers. Not a toy.
Hot and hard, and it kept twitching. Every time it jerked, the tender flesh inside her tightened with it, and a sour, swollen ache raced up her spine.
“Go fucking slower.”
Lu Yuan’s forehead pressed against her back. He could smell the faint scent of her skin, clean and fresh.
He pulled out a little, then slowly drove back in.
The first time, the second time, the third time, each thrust slow, but each one punching into the deepest place.
Shen Nian’s knees gave out. The two of them slowly tipped forward together.
Lu Yuan braced one hand on the ground and kept the other locked around her waist. Shen Nian’s upper body ended up sprawled over the concrete floor, her chest pressed against the cold ground, the two soft mounds flattened as her nipples rubbed against the rough cement, painful and itchy.
Her face was turned to the side against the floor, and broken, indistinct sounds kept slipping out of her mouth.
More like uncontrolled puffs of breath forcing their way out from deep in her throat.
Lu Yuan’s rhythm changed.
From slow to steady. Every thrust hit the same depth, the same angle, his hips slamming into her ass with a dull thud.
Shen Nian’s body swayed with his pace, a thin sheen of sweat breaking over her back.
“Mnng—” She let out a muffled moan, her right hand reaching back from the floor to grab the outside of Lu Yuan’s thigh.
She pinched hard.
Lu Yuan flinched, but he didn’t stop. Instead, the next thrust went in a little deeper.
“You fucking—gently—” Shen Nian’s voice broke, the end of it lifting in a tone so soft it was nothing like her usual self. “Why’re you going in so deep—”
Lu Yuan didn’t answer. His hip bones ground once against the seam of her ass.
Shen Nian’s grip tightened at once, her ten fingernails dragging several red scratches across his thigh.
“Fuck…” She buried her face in her own arm, shoulders shaking. Whether from pleasure or anger, she couldn’t tell anymore. Probably both.
This was nothing like being with a woman.
Before, when she’d been with her girlfriends, she’d always been the one in control. She was the one giving pleasure, the one on top, the one setting the rhythm.
Now a man had her pinned to the ground and was fucking her, grinding a hot, hard length back and forth inside her, and she couldn’t even hold onto the initiative. All she could do was take every passively.
The most fucked-up part was that she was shaking from how good it felt. The roots of her thighs were trembling, and deep in her lower abdomen a ball of heat was sinking downward, getting heavier and tighter the further it fell.
Lu Yuan’s hand slid forward from her waist, and his fingertips brushed that spot below her lower belly.
Shen Nian’s whole body jolted.
“Don’t touch tha—”
Too late.
The heat coiled in her lower belly exploded all at once.
The insides of Shen Nian’s thighs snapped shut, her whole body tightening into a bow, her back arching up, head thrown back, and a sound she didn’t even recognize burst from her mouth.
Short. Sharp. Squeezed out from deep in her chest, carrying a trembling sob.
The tender flesh inside her contracted like mad, spasming around Lu Yuan in wave after wave. He nearly blew right then and there from how hard it clamped down on him, but he gritted his back teeth and held on.
Shen Nian’s orgasm lasted for several seconds. By the time she came back to herself, she was limp on the ground, chest heaving violently, fingers still shaking.
“Fuck…” Her voice was hoarse, her head buzzing.
This was completely different from before.
Not even on the same fucking level.
Lu Yuan was still bent over her, not yet pulled out.
“Where do you want it?”
Shen Nian had just gone through the fiercest orgasm of her life, and her mind was still spinning. She froze for a second when she heard that.
“Fuck wherever the hell you want, don’t ask me.”
Lu Yuan remembered the reproduction protocol.
All attributes increased.
The highest reward for the first pregnancy.
He didn’t hesitate. He drove his waist forward one last time, shoving into the deepest point.
The moment he released, a panel popped up in his mind.
[Ejaculation volume - critical hit triggered -]
[Critical multiplier: x10]
When the scorching liquid flooded into her, Shen Nian shuddered all over again.
Too much.
Way too much.
Ten times the critical-hit amount was nowhere near a normal person’s load. Shen Nian felt like her belly had been pumped full until it swelled, a small bulge rising in her lower abdomen.
Her legs clamped instinctively, but it still couldn’t hold it in. White liquid spilled out from where they were joined, running down the inside of her thighs all the way to the backs of her knees.
“You fucking…” Shen Nian’s voice was shaking, her fingers digging into the ground, her nails scraping out a white groove. “Are you a fucking faucet…”
Lu Yuan took in two rough breaths and slowly pulled out. The instant he withdrew, even more liquid gushed out, pooling into a small puddle on the ground.
Shen Nian squatted on the floor, legs spread, her forehead pressed against her wrist as she waited for the remnants inside her to finish leaking out.
The insides of her thighs were sticky, the wheat-toned skin hanging with white streaks that ran from the root of her thigh all the way down to her knees.
Her shoulders were still faintly trembling.
Two minutes later, she stood up.
Lu Yuan was standing a step away, watching her.
Shen Nian turned around, expression blank, lifted her right foot, and kicked him in the ass.
Not hard, not soft.
“When we head back, you walk in front.”
Lu Yuan stumbled forward from the kick, but didn’t fall.
“Okay.”
The two of them walked back along the same road they’d come from.
Lu Yuan was in front, Shen Nian behind him.
Neither of them said a word.
When they reached the middle of the main road, Shen Nian spoke up.
“Don’t tell anyone when we get back.”
“Mm.”
“If you do, I’ll kill you.”
“I know.”
Shen Nian didn’t make another sound.