Chapter 92 - Impregnate Me

He felt hand in his hair and pulled him to the side where his vulnerable neck was free for his lover to taste. Then a movement and he mewled as the thrust hit him right where his prostate was. Mouth opened and trying to participate with the tongue in him, but Wang Li thrusted up into him and he whited out.

The feeling of euphoria washed over him and he groaned bouncing faster. He arched his back and moved deeper as hands gripped him harder. Ying Yue could feel the pulsing of the thick, hard, throbbing cock inside him.

"My husband," he panted out and felt teeth grazing his neck, "Please. I want you to fill me, make me full of you," he tightened his hold, "Impregnate me."

A deep groan escaped his lover's lips as teeth pierced his skin. Thrusting quicker, he screamed loudly when he felt the cum spurt into him with each thrust over and over. He fell against his husband and whimpered when Wang Li rolled his hips. Shivering from exertion, he heard a deep laugh and a lick curling his ear.

"Impregnant you? What a lovely gift. I shall, my dear wife."

Ying Yue felt his back on the bed and moaned loudly as his husband moved once more.

"I will keep going until you are heavy with my cum."

Wang Li said darkly and Ying Yue's body trembled, like a leaf shaking in the wind.

His husband pulled his legs up to one side and moved once again into him.

"Ah, my love."

"Faster?" His lover chuckled deeply, "As you wish, beloved."

Hips smacked against his ass and he moaned. He felt hot mouth sucking his nipple as if he could lactate, milk just for his husband. He clutched his lover's shoulders and dug his nails into skin.

"Ah! Ah Li! Love you! Ah!" Ying Yue shouted as his lover's large hands gripped his hip and chin. 

Mouth sucked his gasps and moans, even the whimpers and shakes out of his mouth. His body was vibrating and his body curled biting his lips. His already hard penis was fisted around hot palm and his eyes rolled back with his mouth parted, drools slipping down his lips.

Moaning loudly, his hips bucked into his lover and he heard the breathless laugh against his ear.

"Mm, yes, beloved," Wang Li pounded into him harder, regardless of the sensitivity his wife was feeling, "Let me hear your song for me, Ying-er."

"Mm, my husband, ah, please," he whimpered and begged, moving against his lover's thrusts.

Wang Li grinned and that was all he remembered seeing, before his entire world blacked out, until all he felt was the thick cock pulsating his swollen hole.

==

Ying Yue winced as he practiced his swordsmanship. Each move made him limp and he grimaced feeling the burn. Placing his hand on his tail bone, he sighed and headed to the study to meditate. Smiling and waving at the people, they stared at him and bowed slowly.

He unconsciously pulled up his collar more to hide the bite marks from Wang Li.

Flushing from the thought of the long night full of multiple pleasures, he covered his face slightly with his palm. This was not the first time; there were many nights where he was overcome with pleasure that his entire body melted with every move of his lover. Ying Yue knew, he knew Wang Li had become less gentle and more rough, less sweet talk and more dirty talk.

The blonde sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and stared at the sky.

The weather became a bit chillier.

He shivered and wrapped his arms around himself, before he felt arms enclosed around him. Sighing, he smiled leaning into the warmth. A kiss was pressed to his temple and he turned to stare so lovingly at his husband.

"Do you feel alright, Ah Yue?"

Fingers tucked his bangs behind his ears, rubbing the tip before pulling back.

"A bit sore, but fine," He smiled and earned a kiss to his forehead.

"I might have been too rough last night. I shall be more careful."

'You've said the same thing every time,' Ying Yue thought and wrapped his arms around his husband. Whether his husband was aware of it or not, this was Wang Li, the one he married and love.

"Are you feeling well?" He decided to ask, and Wang Li hummed, "That is not an answer, Ah Li."

"I always feel good when I lay with you, my love."

Ying Yue flushed as red as the rose and snuggled closer to his lover's warmth. He heard the light laugh and fingers trailing down the back of his head.

"I do too," he mumbled and a chuckle escaped his lover's lips. He found his own lips curling into a grin.

"Ah Li, did Ye Wu tell you anything useful regarding… What is happening?"

He walked with Wang Li to the courtyard where Snow was currently lying under the large tree.

"He told me much, Ah Yue."

"Hm? Like what?" Ying Yue questioned sitting beside their pet and rubbing the head.

"Have you spoken with your master? Ye Wu said he has the answers to why I am this way… Why I have been hurting you."

Silver eyes looked sad and remorseful at him, but Ying Yue only kissed his husband's lips, as if he could kiss away the pain.

"You are right, Ah Yue. He has taken a liking to your master."

"I knew it! That was why he kissed him."

"…"

"Did you not know?" The blonde grinned and giggled, "He had all of us caught and all he asked was for my master to kneel and beg to him. My master did and Ye Wu kissed him."

He laughed seeing the surprised face on his lover's face and he pecked that handsome face. Wang Li laughed and cupped his face to deepened the kiss.

"My wife is quite intelligent. I feel honored to be your husband."

"You sweet talk," Ying Yue blushed and nuzzled their nose together. Sighing happily, he heard a meow and turned to the big cat. What he received was a long wet tongue going across his face. Wang Li laughed hard as Snow continued to lick him.

"Snow! I love you, but please, no more kiss-ah!"

The snow leopard only felt more zeal to crawl onto his lap and lick some more. He turned his golden eyes to ask for help from his husband, only to see the raven-haired man laughing happily. His eyes softened and he decided he would sacrifice his entire face to be slobbered for his husband to be happy.

'I will speak with my master and find out how I can help you, Ah Li. I will want you to always be happy.'

==

Madame Yun had her eyes closed, taking in the smell of jasmine. The calming aroma swift around her nose and she inhaled, but she was not relaxed, far from it. What was happening with her nephew? Tightening her hand on the teacup, she pinched her lips.

"Sister?"

The silver-haired female breathed out of her nose and opened her eyes. Her little sisters, not true sisters, yet she cares deeply for them. Taking a sip of the tea, she sat it down and offered a smile.

"Do not worry, little sister."

"Not worry? Ah Yun, did you see the way he looked? It was like… like he was a monster eating up Ah Yue. It was scary and mesmerizing and-"

"Ah Chu," Yun spoke up and looked at her tea, "That is enough."

She knew her sisters were scared, worried of their king and she was too.

"His wife is not afraid, so why are you?"

"He is afraid, eldest sister," the blue haired female stated, "Right, Ah Hien?"

"Sister, I worry Ah Yue will get hurt. If Ah Li acted as such from just kissing…"

She rubbed at her temple and hummed. It had been many nights since that day and she had not witnessed anything extreme as such from her nephew again… but she will have to speak with the boys.

"Let us go eat," she offered a smile and hoped it sufficed a bit until she learned more.

As they headed over to the eating area, gossip caught her ears.

"He was screaming so loud, like he was crying."

"I heard Suna cleaned up broken items in the room."

"Yes and the blood! There were blood there again."

"This is happening a lot lately. I worry for Madame Yue."

"I agree. He was wincing a lot when he was meditating."

"Yes. When he was practicing his swordsmanship too."

"Are you done gossiping?" Madame Yun spoke up coldly and the servants turned sharply to her. They bowed lowly and reddened from getting caught.

"Apologies, Madame Yun," they said and she narrowed her eyes.

"I suggest you focus on your duties. You do not want to be punished by my nephew, would you?"

They shook from the threat and went to their knees asking for forgiveness. Sighing inwardly, she was really feeling her age. Walking away, the twins followed and they finally sat down at the table.

"Elder sister," the blue haired female started with a whisper, "I have also heard Ah Yue crying sometimes as well."

"Do not gossip, Ah Chu. It is unbecoming of you."

Lips pursed, her sister sat back with a pout. Was she too harsh?

"Ah Chu," she started with a sigh, "If there is an issue, he will tell us. Let us ignore it for now."

"My apologies for arriving late," the blonde smiled as he walked closer.

"Where is my nephew?"

"Ah, he left. I am sure he will return tonight."

The meals came out and they ate. They spoke, smile, and laugh as if her nephew was not an issue. Her eyes drew to the bandaging around the blonde's wrist as the chatter continued. A servant came up to them and handed a letter to Shen. The boy stared at him confused and the servant left them alone again. Purple eyes blinked confused and looked around him.

"Go on, open it! Who is it from?" Chu said excitedly and leaned closer to eye the letter.

"My king," Shen answered and opened to stared at the paper confused.

"Ah Shen," Ying Yue  laugh, "What did my husband write to you?"

"He wants me to…" the white-haired boy glanced at the brunette beside him, "… hold him."

"…"