Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!

Chapter 184: Chapter 184 - Melodramatic Lark

I looked at him for a few seconds after he said his last statement with full conviction. As the seconds ticked on, he looked paler and more nervous. He must be overthinking things again. I smirked at him and gave him a quick smack kiss on his lips, stood up from the bed and started walking towards the door to exit the bedroom. He looked stunned at my next actions and didn’t move from the bed for a few seconds. After he realized that he still did not get a definitive answer and I even left him naked and well... with a hard on, he shouted at me, ”LUNA! WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT KISS?! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!” I laughed at his sudden anger. I stopped walking and turned to look at him again. My only reply to his questions was, ”I’m hungry. I am going to cook something since it is almost dinner time anyways. As for the kiss, hmm... Can I call it an appetizer of some sort? Your lips taste sweet as always.” I winked at him then turned around to leave the room. I went to the kitchen immediately to start the meal preparations.

Lark came out of the room after about half an hour. He must have tried to calm that tent between his legs and dressed up. He simply walked like a zombie towards the dining area and slumped on to one of the seats. He placed his chin on his hands and stared at me while I’m working in the kitchen. Out of the blue, he suddenly asked, ”Do you find me unpleasant or perhaps dirty? Is that why you never bothered to go further than a hug or a kiss with me?” I looked at him with one of my eyebrows raised. I then shook my head and answered, ”You do know that Kayden works in the same place as you were. I am not judging or anything but just so you know, I am sponsoring some men back in the red light district right now. If I found you dirty, I would have never let you come near me or any of those men for that matter. You would have never had the chance to accompany me here in Sklavryet too. Quit that negative overthinking habit of yours.” I rolled my eyes, turned around and continued cooking.

He went quiet for quite several minutes and then I heard him utter a heavy sigh. I thought he has stopped but he said something utterly filterless as if he was talking about the weather or the price of bread in the market. He simply asked nobody in particular, ”Why is it so hard to seduce you into fucking me?” He then sighed again. I guffawed at his comment and almost cut myself with the kitchen knife. He then asked angrily, ”What is so funny? You don’t understand how frustrating it is. There are so many women who wanted a piece of me back in the entertainment district while here I am, begging for you to touch me. I have been trying to convince you for several months now. I feel that all my self-confidence and pride have already crumbled to dust but I am already too deep into this that I’d rather die if anyone else wanted to touch even a tip of my finger. I am utterly and devastatingly hopeless and I hate it. I love you too much though to even consider leaving. What have you done to me, huh?” I scoffed and answered, ”Did I ever force you to like me? Did I ask you to pursue me? Did you say no when I asked you if you could accompany me here?” He looked at me in surprise and then pouted again. I then heard him say, ”Hmpf!” He then shouted all of a sudden, ”You did not even answer my question this morning!” I pretended to be surprised and uttered, ”Ouch!” I then held my hand and healed my cut finger but I pretended that I was gravely hurt. He suddenly stood up and almost ran into the kitchen. He then grabbed my hands and said, ”Let me see it. I’m so sorry! I did not mean to startle you and make you cut yourself. I... I will get medicine. I... Wait...I will buy some-” Before he could leave I cupped his face with both my hands and then kissed him more passionately than the plain smack I gave him from the room earlier. He ended up leaning back as I continued pushing him out of the kitchen while kissing him until we were near the dining table. He ended up sitting on the dining chair he was using a while ago as we continued kissing. Once I felt he was already at his limit, I stopped the kiss and then kept my forehead to his. His eyes were dazed and he was panting. I looked into his eyes and said, ”I am preparing dinner so you can eat well. You need a lot of energy to handle me tonight. Is that a good enough answer for you?” His eyes suddenly cleared up and then showed realization of what’s to come. He then blushed furiously and then nodded in understanding. I never heard a single sound or complaint until I finished cooking. He even ate more than usual for dinner and he looked somewhat excited? Did he want it that much? Men of this world are so weird and funny at times but I find them endearing even more. He even volunteered to clean up the table, cookware and eating utensils. As for me, I went inside my room to work on some paperwork that was sent to me over the shared storage with my people. I also got some love letters from my three husbands. Umm. I am not sure if they are all love letters. There might be some angry letters and death threats too since I got a letter from that prince as well. I also got a reply from the guy I am keeping at the Noir headquarters. During these times, I miss my laptop and my phone. It was so much easier to read and respond to correspondences and text messages than oldschool letters like these. I’ll read them later when the guy outside falls asleep.

After about a quarter of an hour, I heard some hurried footsteps outside and then Lark came in rushing to the door as if someone is chasing him. He then quickly removed all of his clothes then laid on the bed just like how he looked like before we ate dinner. He then looked at me and said with a serious tone and face, ”I’m ready. We can start.” Why is he saying it like we are starting a company meeting of some sort.

I stood up from my seat, walked slowly towards the bed and sat beside the guy that was too excited for his own good. I simply stared at him and did nothing. He looked at me and I saw how he swallowed nervously contrary to what he said that he was ready to start. I placed my hand on top of his womb and placed a birth control seal on there. I can be too excited at times (well, most of the time) and unlike Ioannis or Makisig, this guy isn’t converted yet. His body won’t survive carrying a child from me. I’ll have to deify this guy gradually just like the others. He gasped at the sudden heat and I’m quite sure the bit of pain the seal gave him when it marked his skin. He looked at me in confusion and I simply smiled at him. I think we need to talk about serious matters before doing the deed.

I started our quick talk with, ”I think you already had an inkling that I am somewhat not your typical human, right?” He simply nodded at the question. I continued, ”I’m a mystique but I’m pretending to be a human most of the time,. I converted Ioannis to be like me. The other two are currently undergoing the same process. It is better to call it deification of some sort. That’s the only way they could carry my child without their body breaking and dying. As for the guy that I got knocked up, that was by accident. I put a seal on him but it didn’t work. He was like me but from a different race and he was in heat at that time, too. I can’t abandon him since he has my children.” He furrowed his brows as he thought of the things I just said. After a while he spoke, ”Is there a way to be converted faster?” I looked at him in amusement and said, ”If your body receives my mana and life essences continuously for some time and with your permission, you would be deified eventually. If I make a conservative estimate, it can take up to 6 months if we do it once in a while. It also depends on tohow much your body is able to absorb my essences. Some have faster conversion than others.” He then asked, ”How long did it take for Ioannis to convert?” I responded, ”He has the fastest conversion rate out of the three back home. He completed his deification in a little over two months but that is because he is always with me too.” His eyes widened and he carefully asked, ”We are talking about having intimacy between a man and a woman here, aren’t we? So... You are saying that the more we do it, the faster the deification is. Doesn’t that mean we just have to do it more times per day?” I giggled at his thought process and said, ”That is technically the idea but you must understand one simple fact. I can keep doing it for a week and still have energy to spare. As for you right now, you’ll die by around the third day at most if we do it my way. I don’t have plans of breaking you or killing you. That’s the reason why Ioannis have no qualms of me accepting more people in the family. If he has to handle me on his own and he’ll give birth to the number of children I want, he’s going to suffer for sure. He’d rather delegate the workload to several useful people.” He nodded in understanding and responded, ”That much is understandable. I can’t imagine myself giving birth to children every single year for the rest of my life.” I laughed at how he said the exact words that Ioannis said when I told him I wanted as many children as possible.