After spending a few more hours chatting, laughing, and getting to know one another, the moon had long since risen.
It had been an exhausting day.
One by one, yawns spread throughout the room.
"I think it’s finally time for bed..." Yin Suyi smiled as she led everyone upstairs.
The Shen Family mansion had more than enough guest rooms for everyone, but after Chu Mei’s earlier declaration, the heroines insisted on sharing the same room.
Shen Tian trailed behind the group.
His steps were noticeably less steady than usual.
Throughout the evening, he had allowed himself to drink without using his cultivation to neutralize the alcohol.
For once... He simply wanted to relax.
By the time everyone reached the bedroom, Shen Tian’s thoughts had become pleasantly hazy.
The enormous bed was somehow just big enough to fit everyone after a great deal of shuffling, complaints, and laughter.
"Move over a little."
"You’re stealing the blanket."
"I am not!"
"Xu Ning, you’re taking up almost no space at all."
"I don’t move in my sleep."
After everyone finally settled down, Yin Suyi smiled from the doorway.
"Good night, everyone."
She switched off the lights before quietly closing the door behind her.
Within minutes... Soft breathing filled the room.
Nearly everyone had fallen asleep.
Shen Tian, however, suddenly frowned.
"Bathroom."
Carefully... Very carefully...
He slowly untangled himself from the sea of sleeping girls, doing everything he could not to wake anyone.
After what felt like an impossible mission, he finally escaped the bed.
He quietly made his way to the bathroom.
A few minutes later...
His throat felt dry.
"Might as well grab some water..."
Still half-asleep and thoroughly drunk, he wandered downstairs, poured himself a glass of cold water, and emptied it in one go.
"Much better."
Without thinking, he slowly climbed the stairs again.
His vision was blurry.
His mind was foggy.
Relying entirely on instinct...
He opened what he believed was the correct bedroom door.
It wasn’t.
Completely oblivious, Shen Tian stumbled inside, walked over to the bed, pulled back the blanket, and climbed in.
The sudden movement caused the person sleeping there to stir.
Yin Suyi slowly opened her eyes.
"Hm?" She blinked in confusion. Looking beside her...
She saw Shen Tian already lying there, fast asleep, breathing evenly as if nothing in the world had happened.
"..." Yin Suyi stared blankly for several seconds.
Then she pinched the bridge of her nose.
"This silly boy."
One look at his flushed face and the faint smell of alcohol told her exactly what had happened.
He had simply walked into the wrong room.
The darkness in Yin Suyi’s room was absolute, broken only by a sliver of moonlight.
She lay rigidly beside her son, the heat from his body a furnace against her side.
Every rational thought screamed at her to wake him, to push him away, to put an end to this insane situation.
But her body, starved of touch for years, betrayed her.
Then, Shen Tian shifted in his sleep.
He rolled onto his side, his arm draping heavily across her stomach, pulling her flush against him.
His leg slid between hers, his thigh pressing firmly against the apex of her thighs.
Yin Suyi’s breath hitched in her throat.
The sheer, masculine heat of him was overwhelming.
A low, guttural groan rumbled in his chest.
His hips began to move, a slow, undulating rhythm.
His hardening length ground against her through the thin barrier of their clothes.
Each deliberate thrust sent a jolt of liquid fire straight to her core.
Her silk nightgown, once cool, was now a source of tormenting friction, the fabric gliding across her suddenly sensitive nipples, making them pebble into hard points.
"Shen Tian..." she breathed, the name a plea and a warning.
He was lost in a drunken dream, unaware of anything but the instinct to seek pleasure.
His hand, which had been resting on her stomach, began to roam.
It slid up her torso, his rough palm cupping her breast. His thumb found her nipple and brushed over it, then again, circling the sensitive peak until she was biting her lip to stifle a moan.
Her body arched into his touch, a silent, traitorous plea for more.
Emboldened by her response, his hand journeyed downward.
It slipped under the hem of her nightgown, his calloused fingers tracing a path of fire up the inside of her thigh.
Higher and higher he went, until his thumb was stroking the damp, soaked fabric of her panties.
Yin Suyi gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily.
He took that as an invitation.
With a sharp tug, he ripped the delicate lace aside.
The sound of tearing fabric was shockingly loud in the silent room.
Yin Suyi’s mind went blank, consumed by a wave of pure, unadulterated lust.
This was wrong, a forbidden line being crossed, but it felt too good to stop.
He shifted, his weight settling between her thighs.
She could feel the thick, hard heat of him probing against her slick entrance.
He fumbled with his own trousers, freeing himself.
The hot, velvety skin of his cock brushed against her inner thigh, and she whimpered.
He positioned himself at her opening.
For a moment, he paused, as if savoring the moment even in his sleep.
Then, with a powerful thrust of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt inside her.
"Ahhn!" A sharp cry tore from Yin Suyi’s lips.
He was huge, stretching her painfully, exquisitely.
It had been so long, and the sudden, complete fullness sent her senses reeling.
Her inner walls clenched around him, a spasm of pure pleasure.
He didn’t wait for her to adjust.
He began to move, establishing a deep, punishing rhythm.
Each withdrawal left her feeling empty, each thrust filled her completely, the head of his cock brushing against a spot deep inside that made stars explode behind her eyes.
"Ohhhhh!? Ehhhhh!?"
(Author’s Note: IMPORTANT!)
SEND POWESTONES!!!
ALL SUPER GIFTS (Magic Castle, Space Ship, Golden Gachapon) = MORE ChapterS!

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