Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!-Chapter 633 - I am getting fond of the outdoors (Part 2)

Just as my husband wanted, I made love to him as gently as I could. II did it willingly even though I knew that the man himself will be the first one to take back his own request of treating him gently in bed.

As expected, during the first round of naughty activities, Laerad’s complaints immediately started. He started with complaining that I was doing it too shallow or too slow. Seeing that I wasn’t moving the way he wanted me to, he started calling me lazy, boring or maybe I was just forcing myself to be with him even if I really did not want to. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

I wanted to scratch my head in confusion but I could only mutter a scoff from my mouth. Wasn’t he the one who asked me to be gentle with him? That request happened not even an hour ago so why I am being blamed like this?

I stopped everything I was doing and just stared at the man that was still in the middle of his latest complaint. He finally noticed that all my movements have stopped as he met my eyes with his confused ones, all his complaints got stuck in his throat. He softly asked, "Why did you stop?"

I raised my left eyebrow while looking at him coldly and replied, "You were complaining no matter what I did so I just stopped everything. Didn’t you tell me to be gentle with you so why are you complaining now?"

Laerad’s mouth open and closed several times but he could not find the words to explain his actions to me. It made him look like a fish trying to get oxygen and simply just looking dumb and silly.

I folded my arms across my chest with a grumpy looking face (just pretending here) while still sitting on top of him. I clenched my thighs which made him grunt but he did not utter a single complaint this time. He bit his lower lips and looked at me as if I bullied him when he was the one verbally bullying me for several minutes.

I have a feeling that besides the corny lines that he was uttering, the magic word makes him more honest since he has been giving comments in every single thing without filter. He is usually the reserved type and would not utter a single complaint unless his sanity could not take anymore. He is also usually grumpy but this time, instead of being his usual grumpy self, he became a whiny, discontent brat.

Now, I do not know if it was even worth it using the word on him. Do I like the very honest him or the very horny him? (Not that he is not horny after the word took effect though).

Seeing that I do not have any intention of moving any time soon, Laerad started to move his hips teasingly as if encouraging me to move my hips as well. I clenched my thighs further but he continued to move even if it was obviously too tight for him to continue. He was showing a hint of desperation to continue what we were previously doing.

I sighed and continued moving my hips and I swear that I swore a hint of relief in Laerad’s eyes. I never thought he would end up getting scared of me too. Did my last few weeks of being just civil with him worked to finally discipline this guy?

Laerad obediently laid on the sofa and let me do anything I wanted with him. It was not as rough and wild as he wanted it since he is still pregnant but it still satiated both our hungers for intimacy that we haven’t had since he kicked me out to use my energy "someplace else".

It did not take long for us to get to the edge given that we have not done it for some time. As we were about to reach our first climax together, the sounds we made became very noticeable as if it was being echoed back to us by a few folds. I guess this is one of the reasons why my husband didn’t like doing it here in the gazebo and in the middle of the lake. This place just amplifies every single thing: each squelch, moan, grunt and breath, just like how it is when you shout inside a cave.

We are too far into what we were doing though to care if the sounds that we make is getting out of control. My original plan was to only do it a bit like a couple of times with him but he grabbed my hips and refused to let me go. I had to remind him that he is very pregnant right now but he insisted that he doesn’t know when I will visit him again with a pouty face.

He looked at me with aggrieved eyes as if he wasn’t the one who kicked me out last time. I told myself I won’t falter with my husbands antics and dramatic reactions but that was easier said than done. I ended up promising to visit him again next week just to convince him that we do not have to do it so many times today.

We ended up falling asleep while cuddling under the warm sheets in the gazebo. I was the first one to wake up as the wind has gotten colder and the sun was about to set in this separate realm.

I carried my husband who is currently sound asleep across the lake, the garden and into the house. Surely, I can just teleport straight to the room but I want to enjoy a bit more time with him and having him in my arms before I leave this place. The guy huddled closer to my body as if seeking warmth. I couldn’t help but smile and give him a kiss on his forehead to calm him down.

As it will take a while for me to reach the room, I communicated with my babies and they told me that their father is extremely happy as of the moment even if it does not show on his face or he doesn’t say anything. I told them I have known their father long enough to know that he is indeed happy. I asked the children when are they going to meet me personally and they simply answered me with a bunch of giggles and a mysterious "Soon".