Chapter 32: Another Man Already Waited
The walk back to their home was silent.
Lin Mu trailed behind her like a shadow, his head low, heart pounding. The thick silence was broken only by the whisper of his robes brushing against his legs, and the soft echo of her barefoot steps on the stone path. The shame still burned in his chest, but so did something else—*need*. Raw, humiliating, overwhelming need.
His cock hadn't softened since the arena. It pressed against the inside of his robe with every step, drooling precum into his underlayer. He could feel it—warm and wet, a constant reminder of just how aroused he was. Not from fighting. Not from victory.
But from watching her choose another man.
Watching the crowd laugh.
Watching her compare their cocks.
By the time they reached their residence near the cliffs, Lin Mu's thighs were damp with his own slick. He swallowed his pride and stepped through the door after her.
"Xue Lan..." he said, voice hoarse.
She didn't answer. She walked ahead, slipping off her outer robe in a fluid motion. It hit the floor without a sound, revealing the soft, naked sway of her hips and the gentle curve of her lower back. Her body was flushed with heat, and though she hadn't been touched since the arena, she still glowed as if she had just been fucked.
He watched her walk into the main room and turned to follow.
"I... before Zhao Wei... I want to..."