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

Chapter 726: Chapter 726 - Visiting the in-laws: Fortress City of Borg (Part 8)

Yren listened to what I said but said nothing in response. He then turned his head to look at Ezrath who is now right behind the counter. He looked pale but he still bravely met my husband’s eye. He is quite brave, isn’t he?

Eventually, the bloodlust from Yren gradually disappeared as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the missions hall. I turned back and smiled helplessly towards Crisandra and winked towards Ezrath playfully.

Yren walked aimlessly with me in tow and I just let him pull me wherever. After a few minutes, he finally stopped in the middle of some busy street far away from the missions hall and he let go of my hand. If I was a fragile human, my hand would have been crushed at the time he grabbed me by the mission hall door.

I started walking towards a different direction this time, making my way to the restaurant where we will be meeting my father-in-law later. It is the best restaurant here and the most expensive too so I hope it tastes way better than the first restaurant I visited.

Yren followed close behind me quietly. He stayed quiet even while I am already ordering our food for lunch inside the private room I reserved. We opted to stay at the one next to the private room that my father-in-law reserved for the meeting this afternoon. We both ate until we are full without speaking. Yren will speak once he is a bit calmer.

We finished our meal at around 1:30 so we are still an hour and a half away from the designated meeting time. Yren does not look like someone who has the intention of leaving so we just stayed seated inside the private room. I ordered some desserts and a pot of tea so we have a reason to stay a bit longer in the private room.

After the snacks arrived, Yren finally spoke to me but it was an accusatory series of questions. I already got used to it since I found out that he was the jealous-type after we got married.

He started with a barrage of, ”He fits your type, huh? He is a bit older but he seems to be still untouched. Is that why you were so enthusiastic in bed with me last night because you had to suppress your urges while you were camping out with him? Did you just treat me as a tool to release your sexual frustrations, my dear wife?”

I stared at him while drinking my tea while he was glaring back at me while eating a piece of fruit tart. I put down my teacup and I just started a burst of giggles. Yren grabbed a tart and threw it towards my face but I deftly avoided it.

I used magic to freeze him in place, used a table napkin to gag his mouth and lifted him up towards me using telekenesis magic. He squirmed crazily just like yesterday again but I just smiled at him. I waved my other hand to move all the things on the table to the other side and I sat him on the table facing me this time.

Yren’s eyes were wide and he’s currently glaring at me. He was groaning angrily too, most likely complaining about why I am rough handling him again. Once he is seated, I parted his legs and I pulled my chair towards him so I am right between his legs. I slipped my hand underneath his long robe and placed my hands on top of his thighs then I decided to start answering his questions.

Yren squirmed even more after I parted his legs and placed my hands on his thighs but I ignored his protests and responded, ”He does fit my type but its not like I am looking for another husband. As to whether he is untouched, I don’t know. Do you want me to ask him or do you want me to check physically?”

After my first answer, Yren groaned even more to complain but my only response was to gently caress his thighs and his hips. I then added, ”As for urges, I always have those but I don’t have them towards every single man I meet. I guess I did not tire you enough yesterday since you are still doubting that I only want you and no one else?”

Yren stopped groaning and squirming at my last response but he started shivering this time. He looked at me with a glare as if telling me, ”Don’t you dare!” but I just smiled at him in response. I have already placed a barrier around the private room to keep the sound in, the door locked while also tinkering with the time to make most of the more than one hour we have left.

With a smirk on my face, from caressing, I suddenly grabbed on his pants and it disappeared as I stored it to my space. After that I reached further underneath his robe to grab on to the waistband of his underwear and pulled it towards me. Yren ended up sliding forward, his upper back falling back on to the table with a thud.

This time, instead of groans, pleading whimpers started to come out of Yren. I ignored him as the underwear was stored in the storage as well. Without the restriction of his undergarment, his shaft sprung right up, creating a tent under his robe. I grabbed him by the hips and I dove under his robe after placing his thighs on top of my shoulders.

What followed was a series of lewd sounds as I used my mouth to pleasure him right on the table where we had our lunch. I did not remove Yren’s gag or the spell to keep him in place so he can only squirm, moan and whimper during everything. I did not stop until he was looking all helpless and gasping for air, laying on the table. This is still the best dessert ever.

After I cleaned up our little crime scene, Yren is now obediently sitting on my lap sideways, his head leaning on my shoulder like some wilted plant. I checked on the time and we only have 15 minutes left till the designated meeting time so I carried him up like some princess and made our way to the private room next door. My husband is so docile now that you wouldn’t dare connect him to the one releasing so much bloodlust in the missions hall earlier today.