Chapter 269: Where Does It Hurt?
Somehow, Shi Lan’s brain short-circuited. She actually asked, "Where are you uncomfortable?"
Mu Tangfeng lowered his gaze, his long lashes obscuring half of his dark eyes. His expression was somewhat hazy as he stared at her blankly, too shy to speak, unable to form a coherent sentence for a long moment.
From Shi Lan’s point of view, the first thing she noticed wasn’t his face, but the alluring view revealed beneath his loose pajamas as he leaned over.
She could finally see his sexy collarbones again, and the clean, lean body and slender, powerful waist hidden beneath the pajamas.
Looking further down, the pajama top blended into the pants, so not much was visible. There was just a bulge, as if the fabric had been filled with air.
’Could this be what Mu Tangfeng meant by being uncomfortable?’ Her face finally flushed red.
Shi Lan was too embarrassed to voice her thoughts. While the young man’s body was clean and fresh, with a pleasant, refreshing scent, she was still worried about his possible concussion. She quickly averted her gaze, pretending she hadn’t noticed anything, and gave his shoulder a push. "Is it your head that feels bad? You should get some rest, then."
Mu Tangfeng was rather thin, but his tense muscles were hard as a rock. The force of Shi Lan’s push was like a mere tickle; not only did it fail to move him an inch, but it also further stoked the unquenchable fire burning inside him.
His mind already hazy from the burning thirst of desire, the man passionately gripped her hand and, as if possessed, guided it to that spot.
"N-Not... my head. It’s... it’s here... that’s uncomfortable..."
His breathing was ragged. He opened his hazy, moist dark eyes and stared straight at her, his voice so hoarse he sounded pitiful and aggrieved.
Shi Lan’s hand trembled, and she failed to control her strength. To Mu Tangfeng, it felt as if she had suddenly struck him.
His arms nearly gave out, almost making him collapse onto Shi Lan. A muffled groan that could have been either pain or pleasure escaped his throat.
"S-Sorry!"
Shi Lan apologized nervously. It was just that Mu Tangfeng’s action had caught her completely off guard. She could clearly feel the searing heat through the thin pajama pants, and in her shock, she had reacted poorly.
Mu Tangfeng’s eyes were faintly bloodshot. Perhaps it was Shi Lan’s apology and the recent "strike" that shocked his muddled brain into a brief moment of clarity.
Noticing where he had placed Shi Lan’s hand, his face turned beet red, and his entire body felt like it was on fire. He frantically released her, instinctively trying to flee the awkward situation.
However, he didn’t manage to get off the bed before Shi Lan grabbed his hand again.
Her voice sounded oddly strange. "Mu Tangfeng, you’re already like this... are you still going to endure it? Won’t holding it in be bad for you?"
With his back to her, Mu Tangfeng struggled to even his breathing. "Lanlan, I... I can manage..."
Shi Lan sounded incredulous. "But... aren’t we married? Why are you... still enduring it?"
’Since she had chosen them and come here, she was already prepared for what might happen.’
’Besides, Mu Tangfeng’s body was very attractive to her. Shi Lan always felt the urge to bite his collarbone. It looked like it would be delicious.’
Mu Tangfeng’s body stiffened for a moment. He suddenly had an epiphany, recalling what he had learned on the Star Network.
’That’s right. He and Lanlan are officially married. He’s a man with a wife. Why should he have to endure this kind of masculine physical reaction?’
’Most importantly, it was obvious Lanlan was willing, too.’
At this thought, his Adam’s apple bobbed. As if he’d made up his mind, he returned to his previous position, pulling Shi Lan down onto the bed with him.
Her cheek sank into the soft comforter. As Mu Tangfeng lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck, she still felt worried enough to ask, "How’s your head? If it feels really bad, it’s probably not a good idea to be moving around..."
Mu Tangfeng shook his head without lifting it, his wet tongue trailing down Shi Lan’s neck. His voice was thick and husky. "Lanlan, it doesn’t hurt. My body’s the part that’s uncomfortable..."
Shi Lan had no idea where he’d learned this, but after kissing her neck until it was wet and hot, he moved down and actually started chewing on the button of her shirt. He was probably too clumsy and excited, because with one bite, he tore the button right off.
With her collar now open, Mu Tangfeng’s eyes flickered with apprehension. He immediately apologized, "Lanlan, I’m sorry. I broke your button."
"It’s fine..."
’In a situation like this, who would still be worrying about a button?’
Shi Lan’s cheeks were flushed. Her body, stirred by his passion, grew soft and hot. An unbearable, tingling ache spread through her, making her wrap her arms around his neck. "D-Don’t... Don’t worry about it..."
She said it in a soft voice, which was also a silent urging.
Having received permission again, Mu Tangfeng finally lowered his head in relief. Being quite the destructive person, after breaking one button, he managed to accidentally break the others as well.
His lips finally kissed another soft place, now free of any obstruction. Shi Lan’s body was like a shelled lotus seed—pure white and flawless, fragrant, sweet, and soft.
Mu Tangfeng’s lips were crimson, and his body almost trembled with excitement. But he caught himself in time. ’The Star Network said a male’s stamina is very important,’ he thought. ’I haven’t even really started yet. If I finish now, Lanlan might actually look down on me.’
So, he bit his lip, holding back for dear life. Only after leaving a winding, wet trail on Shi Lan’s body did he continue downward.
’Even though she had experienced He Hanshi’s a few times already, Shi Lan still couldn’t help but marvel at how well-developed Beastmen were.’
’She used to hear people say the skinnier the man, the bigger a certain something was, but she never believed it.’
’Now that she had experienced it for herself, she could only admit she was impressed.’
She finally took advantage of the chaos to strip off Mu Tangfeng’s clothes. This time, he had no reason to button them back up. The young man’s smooth, clean torso was completely revealed before her eyes.
She bit down on his collarbone, her nose filling with the faint, clean scent of his body. It was as if it held some kind of magic that made her want to linger on his skin. She copied what he had done earlier, giving it a clumsy lick.
Mu Tangfeng’s supporting arms almost gave out again. He mentally calculated the time, gritting his teeth to endure.
’Just a little longer. It’s still early. I have to at least let Lanlan properly experience my masculine prowess so she won’t look down on me for being useless.’
This "endurance" turned into a struggle that lasted over forty minutes. He could have kept going, but Shi Lan truly couldn’t take it anymore. He was young and full of vigor, and his lovemaking matched his personality—impetuous, clumsy, with wide, sweeping motions. Though he had been considerate at the start, patiently kissing her for a good while, once he got going he was like an electric motor, and her back simply couldn’t take the strain.
Shi Lan left several teeth marks on his collarbone, but this only seemed to excite him more, making his movements even more intense.
Left with no other choice, she moved down and bit the peak of his chest.
Finally, the sweet rains came, bringing a long-awaited pause, but the boneless ache deep within her lingered for a long time.
Shi Lan lay exhausted on the bed, feeling as though she’d ascended to immortality, her mind wiped completely clean of all thought.
’If she had known it would be like this, she would have made him hold on a little longer. But it couldn’t be helped. He was her Beast Husband, after all, and she had been genuinely worried he’d hurt himself holding it in.’
Except... it wasn’t over yet.