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 imdiately 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 to, he started calling lazy, boring or maybe I was just forcing myself to be with him even if I really did not want to.

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 to be gentle with him? That request happened not even an hour ago so why I am being blad 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 movents have stopped as he t 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 to be gentle with you so why are you complaining now?"

Laerad’s mouth open and closed several tis but he could not find the words to explain his actions to . 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 ti. He bit his lower lips and looked at as if I bullied him when he was the one verbally bullying 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 comnts 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 ti, instead of being his usual grumpy self, he beca 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 ti soon, Laerad started to move his hips teasingly as if encouraging 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 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 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 out to use my energy "soplace else".

It did not take long for us to get to the edge given that we have not done it for so ti. As we were about to reach our first climax together, the sounds we made beca 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 tis with him but he grabbed my hips and refused to let 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 with aggrieved eyes as if he wasn’t the one who kicked out last ti. 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 tis 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 ti 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 to reach the room, I communicated with my babies and they told that their father is extrely happy as of the mont 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 et personally and they simply answered with a bunch of giggles and a mysterious "Soon".