Chapter 5: A Name on Her Lips
The room was quiet—but Lin Mu's chest thundered.
He stood at the foot of the bed as Jin Rui stripped off his outer robe, muscles rolling beneath his bronze skin. He didn't speak to Lin Mu. He only glanced down at him once, smirked, and said, "You'll want to stay close, husband. You wouldn't want to miss what your wife really sounds like."
Lin Mu said nothing.
He only lowered his eyes.
Xue Lan lay on the silken bed, her sheer lilac robe already loosened around her shoulders. Her long black hair spilled over the pillows, and her jade-like skin glowed under the lanterns. But what drew Jin Rui's eyes—and Lin Mu's—was how her body reacted.
Her breathing was already shallow. Her legs fidgeted. Her nipples, soft pink and stiff, peeked through the sheer fabric, begging to be touched.
She was ready.
Jin Rui climbed onto the bed behind her, kneeling between her spread thighs. He leaned forward, hands gripping her hips. His cock—thick, veined, heavy—slapped wetly against her ass. Lin Mu felt the shame rise like a tide in his throat. He dared to look up once and immediately regretted it.
He couldn't compare.
Not in length. Not in thickness. Not in anything.
Jin Rui lined himself up. Xue Lan bit her lip. And then—