Chapter 370: Side Story — Pregnancy (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 370: Side Story — Pregnancy (3)
“Ahem.”
Merlin cleared her throat, regaining her composure.
“As I mentioned before, this place is completely soundproof. With Lord Isaac here, Princess White will be safer than ever.”
“Merlin…!?”
“Enjoy yourselves, you two.”
Squeak.
Click.
Merlin discreetly slipped out of the room.
Only Isaac and White remained in the silence. White looked bewildered, her eyes darting around as she struggled to process the situation.
“Senior Isaac, this is so sudden…”
“It’s not that sudden. Haven’t we already crossed that line once before?”
White flinched, her gaze dropping to the floor. The memory of the night she could have spent with Isaac—only to waste it in a deep, unintended sleep—flashed through her mind. A self-deprecating smile played across her lips.
“You already knew… No, it would be more absurd if you hadn’t…”
White’s eyes flickered toward Isaac before darting away again.
“Have you been… waiting for me?” she asked cautiously.
Isaac simply offered a leisurely smile, silently encouraging her to continue.
“I-I’m ready whenever you are… But it’s just so sudden, I’m nervous… Mmph!”
Suddenly, Isaac leaned in and captured her lips. His kiss was firm, a clear declaration that he would no longer tolerate any ambiguity between them.
White’s eyes widened. As her arms flailed in the air, unsure of where to rest, Isaac caught both of her wrists in a firm grip.
Thump.
He showered her with kisses, pressing her firmly against the wall. The muffled sounds of their breathing and the wet heat of the kiss filled the small space. White felt a surge of warmth radiating through her body and involuntarily closed her eyes.
Isaac forced White’s hands upward, pinning them against the wall. She didn’t offer a hint of resistance.
I can’t breathe…
She was breathless, her body pinned and unable to move as she pleased. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to refuse his sweet, demanding kiss. Following her instincts, White’s lips moved softly against his, exploring him in return.
Suddenly, the air hummed.
Kugoong.
Rock magic surged. Stone handcuffs formed around White’s wrists, shackling her to the wall.
White gasped, her eyes snapping open in surprise.
Chuu.
“Haa.”
Isaac broke the kiss, his warm breath ghosting over her skin. He looked at her with a playful, knowing smirk.
“You like this, don’t you?”
White’s face flushed a deep crimson as she swallowed hard. “N-no, I don’t…!”
“You do like it. You little deviant,” Isaac teased.
In that moment, White was reminded of the joint practical evaluation during her first year. When she had been defeated and restrained by Isaac back then, she had been forced to suppress a sudden, surging desire. Isaac spoke now as if he had seen through her wavering heart even then.
“N-not really…”
“You’re my woman, White.”
Isaac’s low whisper, laced with a hint of a chuckle, sent a shiver through her. His voice seemed to penetrate her very soul, leaving her head spinning. White was momentarily speechless.
Then, it clicked.
There was no need to feel shame before the man in front of her. He was her man—the man she was going to marry. As a strange, thrilling pleasure rose from her bound wrists, White lowered her head slightly, a small pout forming on her lips.
“You knew all along… That’s mean.”
This time, White was the one to lean forward.
Chuu.
Their lips met again. Isaac pressed his body against hers, wrapping his free arm around her waist as they lost themselves in each other. The heat in the room rose as they shared a deep, lingering kiss.
As they held each other, the past years flashed through White’s mind like a panorama.
Entering Märchen Academy full of anxiety. Having Isaac as her mentor. The days spent learning from him and training until she was exhausted. Finally, she had reached this point.
The fact that the man she was pouring her desires into was her senior and mentor evoked a subtle sense of forbidden pleasure. Strangely, that realization only fueled her excitement.
When Isaac eventually pulled back, a thin silver thread of saliva connected them.
“…Senior Isaac,” White whispered, her voice thick with longing.
Her eyes met his deep red gaze, glowing with a mysterious aura. Her face was flushed, but it wasn't the usual shyness. It was a gaze of pure, unadulterated sincerity and desperate affection.
Finally, White mustered every ounce of her courage.
“Please… take me as I am.”
She had finally voiced her deepest desire. A wave of intense shame swept over her, but it didn't matter anymore. Her expression was one of total vulnerability.
With beads of sweat on her brow, flushed cheeks, and pleading eyes framed by strands of pure white hair, she looked breathtaking. Isaac was momentarily stunned by her enchanting expression and swallowed hard.
A slow smile spread across his face.
“You know what?”
“What?”
“You look incredibly sexy right now.”
White’s face turned as red as a ripe apple. “M-me…?”
“I love you.”
Without another word, Isaac cupped her chin and pulled her back into a feverish kiss.
*
“Senior Isaac…”
In the quiet dark of dawn, White murmured my name in her sleep. She clung to me like a large pillow, her soft, bare skin pressed against mine. She was using my arm as a headrest.
Chuu.
I kissed her forehead and gently brushed back her snowy hair.
It would have been a disaster if I hadn’t used soundproofing magic.
The moment Merlin left, I had carefully masked my mana and deployed a soundproofing barrier around the room. Thanks to that, White’s unrestrained cries hadn't leaked outside.
Six hours after our reunion, White had finally run out of energy and passed out in my arms. Even then, she had kept moving her hips with such fervor that I hadn't realized she was at her limit.
I should apologize to her when she wakes up.
“Hmm…”
I groaned softly, staring up at the ceiling. My own desire still lingered like a persistent aftertaste.
I’m still not completely satisfied.
I’d noticed this ever since my first time with Dorothy. It was becoming difficult to fully satisfy my needs with just one wife at a time. My stamina seemed to have no upper limit—likely a side effect of becoming a demigod.
…It’s not like I can’t control it, though.
Having a high libido didn't mean I lacked self-control. Restraining myself was easy enough. However, for true satisfaction, it seemed I would eventually need the cooperation of several wives at once.
My biggest concern regarding that was White. She was the shyest among them. Moreover, since she was the "weakest" in terms of cultivation, she might feel self-conscious or overwhelmed by the others. I worried that a group setting might be too much for her.
But looking at her now, she seemed to have truly opened her heart. She was sleeping with a peaceful, satisfied expression. As we spent more time like this, I was sure she would blend into the harem without any issues.
At that moment—
“Hmm?”
I glanced toward the window. I felt a familiar ripple of mana. Suddenly, a plump, purple-furred paw popped up over the windowsill, waving as if in greeting.
Thump.
A fat purple cat hopped up and settled on the ledge, a tiny fedora perched jauntily on its head. The magic beast made eye contact with me and grinned, baring its teeth.
[Isaac, were you having a good time?]
It was the Phantom Cat, Cheshire. Its smile was as grotesque as ever, but I was used to it.
“Cheshire?”
I carefully slid my arm out from under White’s head and sat up. As the blanket slipped down, the cool morning breeze brushed against my bare chest.
[I came by because I heard you were here. Wow, White is completely knocked out! And there’s a… distinct smell in this room. Hehe.]
“Why are you looking for me?”
[Alice told me to check on you.]
Alice?
[Alice has been reorganizing the kingdom at breakneck speed lately! I think she was a bit… motivated after seeing you last time!]
It was likely because of what happened during our reunion.
[Our Alice has a cute side too, doesn’t she?]
“Ah…”
So that was why she said she could return so soon. It wasn't just that things were going well; she was overworking herself.
“Tell her not to overdo it. She can come see me whenever she has the time.”
[You know Alice. She wants to spend some uninterrupted, high-quality time with you, Isaac.]
“I’d like that too, but she shouldn't push herself…”
[Anyway, Alice told me to give you a message. I’ll add a bit of my own flair to it, so listen closely.]
The Phantom Cat cleared its throat, rubbed its front paws together, and struck a "cute" pose.
[“I’ll come see you soon. I love you, Darling~!”]
Oh my god…
Goosebumps erupted down my spine.
[…What’s with that look? Was I not cute?]
“I’ll save my breath…” I replied with an awkward smile.
Suddenly, I felt a wave of sympathy for Ella, the white magic beast. Ella had to put up with Cheshire’s constant flirting and "cute" antics every day.
When I get back to Düpfendorf, I need to make sure I take extra care of Ella.
“Senior Isaac…”
White murmured in her sleep and snuggled closer, her arm draping over my lap. I composed myself and looked down at her. Even in her sleep, she seemed to seek my warmth. I gently stroked her hair.
[Heeee.]
The Phantom Cat grinned and prepared to leave.
[Message delivered! This handsome cat will be on its way now.]
“Is that so?”
[Have a good time with White.]
“Right. Tell Alice she’s welcome whenever she’s ready. Have a safe trip.”
[Will do.]
With a final mischievous smile, the Phantom Cat hopped backward, dissolving into mana and vanishing like smoke.
I should get ready to welcome Alice soon.
I lay back down and pulled White into a tight embrace, cradling her as if she were something precious and fragile. To me, she was. I had to cherish her.
White murmured “Senior” once more, her breath fluttering softly against my skin. A peaceful smile spread across her lips. I kissed her forehead one last time, closed my eyes, and let sleep take me.