Ming Tao completely hates my gut, Mira thought as she paced in a room. One that had beco hers since she mated with Jia Hao. It was always hers, the old owner of this body just never stayed here long enough to live in it.
Mira sighed, her brows narrowed as she rembered Ming Tao’s last, quiet words to her before simring away. Winning Ming Tao over would be a lot of work. She sure was in for a problematic ride. What she hated more was they she must do it to survive. It won’t be long till system brings up a new task, whatever it may be and she was already dreading it.
One thing Mira knew for sure was her pregnant self was not ready to mate with a leopard who abhors her very soul.
At least, not yet. She had read about angry sex in manhwas and novels back in her ti on earth, maybe, just maybe, she may finally get to experience what one felt like.
[Lion King Jia Hao approaching!]
A masculine scent filled her nose as the fur curtains which secluded her room was brushed aside to let an abled, drop-dead gorgeous body in. Mira was unsure if it was her pregnancy hormones, but Jia Hao appeared to be sexier than before. His entire being begged to be worshiped and he had done nothing but stand.
So, it is true what people say about pregnancy hormones, it is sothing else. She cleared her throat. She really wanted Jia Hao in her mouth. All of him.
Jia Hao had a bowl in his hand. His expression softened when he locked eyes with Mira. "How do you feel?" He asked, walking in.
Mira put a hand on her stomach. "I feel fine. Am I supposed to feel any other way?"
She noticed the ends of Jia Hao’s lips curl. He handed her the wooden bowl. "It’s herbs that help with pregnancy in the tribe. Drink it."
Mira took the bowl and looked at it. It was green. And looked like so concoction made out of leaves. If there was sothing she knew from her world, it was nothing green ever tasted good.
"No, thank you." She handed it back.
"It is good for lion babies."
"I am a fox."
Jia Hao moved closer. "Bearing a lion baby." He said. Sothing in his tone made Mira know he would be persistent so she took it and drank. She put a hand on her mouth imdiately to stop herself from puking. It tasted as disgusting as it looked.
Jia Hao sighed, relief written across his face.
"Next ti, make it sweeter or I do not want it at all." Mira sat. She still could not believe she was pregnant.
"I want you to move in with ." Jia Hao said. Mira raised a brow.
"I am already in your ho."
"I ant to my resting place. I don’t want you out of my sight."
There it was. The protectiveness of this lion. "You can’t possibly be always where I am at every hour of the day." She murmured.
"I will be." He answered imdiately. "I do not want you to even breathe when I m not there."
The fuck? That was only hot in books, not real life.
"If I cannot breathe, I cannot live and if I cannot live, our baby cannot survive. Do you want to not carry your babies healthily?"
Jia Hao’s eyes widened. "That’s not what I ant." He scratched the back of his head, shyness creeping in. "I want to be by your side at all tis to keep you and our child safe. We’ve not had a future of the pride for a long, long ti Mira. I would be devastated if anything happened to stop that."
Mira pouted. She’s the one pushing the baby out and HE is worried? Should she smack his head for what he said? But this protection may be to her benefit. "Sure." Mira agreed.
Jia Hao’s ears twitched. Mira reached her hand out to pet him. His tail wiggled.
"But I get to have my space and freedom when needed." She worded, still cuddling the sweet spot that made Jia Hao purr.
Jia Hao growled. "Done."
Her hand road lower down his face, stroking lightly. "And I get to eat only the food that I please. Only cooked at."
"Cooked?"
Mira’s brow twitched. So, all that ti she spent cooking a mass steak for the pride, he thought she was just waving her hands in the air and setting fire below the at??
"Well spiced at that is not raw. And fish. And fruit. And no more of," she lowered her finger to the empty bowl in his hand. "That. Never that."
Jia Hao frowned. She had so many rules. "But this herbal mix-"
Mira waved her hand, her finger in the air gesturing a no. "My body, our baby, my preference." Besides, why would lions have a PLANT BASED mix anyway? Since when did those carnivores eat that?
Jia Hao made a face. "You’re using our baby as leverage to control ."
Mira poked his nose with a lazy finger. "Can’t I, husband?" Jia Hao’s cheeks reddened.
[Lion King Jia Hao is pleased with host.
50 system points!]
"I will have the pride mbers hunt for your al and bring them to you. You won’t have to lift a finger to do anything while you’re with child."
Really? And add a few tons? Hell nah. This would’ve been her dream if she was on earth but not here. There is nothing entertaining in the beast world to while ti away but now was not the ti to argue that. Mira faked a smile. "That is very kind of you, husband."
She stood. Her eyes feasted on the beast man before her. Could she get it while being pregnant?
[ Yes you can, host!]
Mira used a hand to push Jia Hao’s weight to what she referred to as a bed. He fell hard, his ass pressed on the massive layer of fur. She flaunted her behind in his face, doing what she assud was animal seduction. I an, I have seen cats do it before, Mira thought.
"And maybe you would give so of that at as reward." Mira purred.
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