Inside the warm tub of water, the ger is bouncing up and down on his husband's jade stick, trying to impaled himself on it as hard and as fast as he can. But his husband's, taking notes on his bride's pregnancy, holding his waist tightly, preventing him from doing so.

"Ahhhhnn... Xue Er... please..."

The ger's sensitivity has been enhanced, thus making him unable to bear the impending itch that starts to spread on his body. Like ants crawling on his skin, he crave for some relief. His husband can't bear to hurt their child, thus he control himself from ramming his meat stick roughly as he always does. All he can do is make shallow trust, barely leaving his bride's hole while pulling out and directly thrust in, hitting the bundle of nerve repeatedly, to satisfy the latter.

"Ahhhhnn... Ahhhhnn... Xue Er... Ahhhhnn... more... Ahhhhnn... coming... Ahhhhnn... Ahhhhh!"

The ger is currently oblivious to his husband's suffering, as he was chasing his own heaven, riding on the sudden climax. Poor Prince, he still haven't come, as he still trying to contain himself. But that doesn't last very long as his bride clench his hole, gripping the hard stick, as if a child holding on his candy, refusing to let go. He burst into his bride's, filling the awaiting warmth with burning seed, as the latter mutter weakly on his shoulder.

"Love you."

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It is in again.

I love the feeling when his thick meat is plunging deep inside me. I crave how the throbbing hot stick brushes along my wall. And I'm crazy about the warm spurt that he would always splayed inside my needy hole, as I clamp his stick inside me.

I love him. I just do.

Tonight it feels a bit different. It's like, our role has been reversed. No... not that. He still the one that top me. I can't imagine if somehow I'm the one that been doing him. It seems so wrong.

What I mean is... this time, I'm the one that was eager to get it rough and he seems to be... careful. Don't mind me... I like it when he manhandled me in bed. I like his overbearing side when he take me, again and again, until I fell to oblivion. I feel loved, wanted by him. Today, tonight... He's holding himself back. Why?

Is it because of my pregnancy? Is he worried about me?

After bath, he dries me up and help me with my clothes, as usual. He carries me to the front chamber, sit me on his lap by the table and proceed to feed me. My mind start to wander, if I get on further with my pregnancy later, would he have to suffer?

Or... would he crave for another?!

This can't do!!!

I need to help him get his release in one way or another, and... the only way that I can't think of is...

"Xue Er..."

"Yes, my dear?"

I clamber off from his lap, after I make my decision, forcing him to stay seated as I wave away our maids. His handsome features gave out a cute confused look. I didn't know this man have a cute bone within him.

"My dear?"

He asked, tilting his head in confusion, when he hear me chuckle. Oops, I can't help myself. As soon as the room is empty, I straddle on his lap, sitting on the edge of his knees, locking my arms around him. I drop a kiss on his jaw, and another on his lips before prying his lips open.

I smiled sensing how startled he is, but it only takes a moment before he gain his bearing, dominating the kiss, as always. It was a bit hard to keep my focus on what's I'm trying to do, as his kiss is heaven, and I'm in another heat.

Smirk.

I lowered one hand, trailing it down to his arm, which are by now holding my waist. I slip to his front, slowly, until I reach his pant, untying those string, letting the barely sleeping meat out.

"My dear... what..."

I'm biting my own lips, trying not to moan hearing such s.e.xy voice. I slides off his lap, kneeling in front of him. Pumping his thick length, awakening it to its full potential, I gaze back at his already hazy eyes.

This is my first time.

I've never had any relations.h.i.+p before and I didn't really like to watch... adult video. But I've read an ample amount of fiction, in Wattpad, so...

Here goes nothing[¹].

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While our pregnant ger is trying his hand on... pleasuring his husband, with his none-existence skill, another lady, the one that pretends, is sitting on a large tree trunk, watching, with a soft smile hung on her lips, on a handsome man, that was grilling some meat over the open fire.

The two sit among themselves at the south corner of the camp, while the lady's entourage were enjoying their dinner at the center. Once or twice some maid and servant would come to check on their 'princess', offering to help them, but they were denied. After a while, they notice this as a sign for them to leave the two alone.

"Mr. Shen, how far we are from Tian Mo?" The lady asked.

"Princess Jia Ru, by horses it will take another two days, but by feet like this, it will take another five." The handsome man sweetly replied.

The journey from the last kingdom is peaceful, as they crosses the thick forest with a strong handsome man. Since the winter have ultimately ended earlier than usual, their outdoor camping/resting adventure has been pleasant to all.

"Mr. Shen, can you tell me more about the royalties of Tian Mo Kingdom? I hope I can give out my best impression towards them, so it won't bring disgrace to my family." Her lips continues to smile, while eating the freshly cook venison.

The handsome man eyes flash dangerously, but it swiftly disappear. He turns his attention to the lady, disclosing everything that he knows, even some unspoken secrets of his kingdom's royalty, under pretext that the 'princess' wouldn't stumble upon it accidentally.

"Are all the n.o.ble man in Tian Mo able to speak English, Mr. Shen? Or only a few? Does the Forth Prince and the Crown Prince are able too?"

The handsome man observes in pure jealousy when he sees a flash of excitement when she enquire about the Fourth Prince and the Crown Prince. He balled up his fist on his side, while his left hand almost break the twig that he holds, the one that he was using to poke the fire.

"It seems like Princess Jia Ru is interested in those princes. Did you wish to catch their eyes, Princess?"

His tone is soft as willow, but it come out from his greeted teeth. The lady, sporting a blush before answering, solemnly.

"This lady wouldn't dare to wish such thing. I'm just a princess in name, dispensable. No one would even ask for my hand, Mr. Shen."

Seeing such sad expression on the peerless beauty next to him, the handsome man's heart start to bleed, from a tiny little scratch. As if it was clawed by a kitty. He push back, slightly, all his thoughts on using this 'princess' for his revenge, sincerely wis.h.i.+ng he can have her for himself.

Little that he knows, those paws that claws are not from a kitten, but from a seductive fox.

Unaware of each others thought, the night continues as one man have a change of heart and the woman laughing her heart out, celebrating her small success in baiting the other.