Breeding System:My Five Beast Husbands Want Heirs

All day, non stop. Mira did not know when the time ran out. The room was their sinful playground to do whatever with their bodies as it belonged to each other to claim and mark over and over till their bodies got accustomed to each other’s teeth. Till their bodies knew the definition of every single vein inside and out. Till the world was nothing but a pleasurable bliss that centered around the two of them and till the reward of their own sinful desires was the tremble of their naked, sweaty bodies against each other.

Mira could perceive him. Ming Tao oozed with so much pheromones that it calmed her and made the living being in her stomach leap. This was new to Mira, she never knew a foetus could move in reaction to feeling its father.

Or it was all in my mind and his dick shifted something in my body while he rammed into me and that was the cause of the shift I felt in my stomach, Mira said to herself. She did not rule that possibility out, that seemed logically reasonable at this moment and her spent mind could not think about anything further, nor did she even want to think. Mira just wanted to exist in her spent bliss while enjoying the scent of their love making.

It filled the room. Now this was sex! Mira exclaimed in her mind. Her eyes were weary and getting shut on their own accord. Ming Tao was still on top of her, he was not inside of her but she felt him poke the lower part of her stomach. Mira’s chest heaved against Ming Tao’s. She could feel and hear his heartbeat at this proximity with him. It felt nice as it hammered against her chest. The only problem was that, Ming Tao had been laying on top of Mira for quite a while and he was larger than she was. Mira was starting to run out of the breath she was barely able to catch.

"Ming Tao, honey," Mira called in a strained tone. Ming Tao shifted on top of her. He was panting, heavy and loud. Mira squirmed underneath him, she felt his body squash hers and he had a leaner build. Maybe it was because she was exhausted. She could not tell, but one thing she knew was that if he stayed on her much longer than now, she may pass out.

"Yes, darling?" Ming Tao answered in a heavy, breathy tone.

"You’re about to kill me." Mira groaned underneath him. Her voice lowered into a yelp. "I cannot breathe." Mira managed to say. It was then it clicked in Ming Tao’s head that he was indeed laying on top of her.

"Sorry." He said as he shifted to the side of the bed. Ming Tao felt his entire body quake and he knew he too needed to rest. They had been mating for hours. Non stop. This body ache was bound to happen at that rate and intensity, although he was not complaining. If there was any reason for his body to be this spent and sore, he wanted it to be because of Mira. Over and over again, he would choose this pain as long as it was with Mira. Ming Tao let his hand move to the side and pulled her to his side. "I would love to clean you up and give you an after care right now, but I. . ." Ming Tao started.

Mira hushed him nicely before he could finish his statement. "I know. My body can feel it too." She said to him. "Although I cannot deny, in all of this," Mira brought her lower lip between her teeth. Her mind replayed all the things that transpired between them. The different poses, ones she never knew would ever work till he made it possible, the number of times they went at it, over and over and over, sometimes, after taking a pause to catch their breath, the times they decided to push through their sensitivity and the times her body gave up, quivering underneath and in front and behind and on top of his. It was surely a day she would never forget even if she was somehow diagnosed with dementia in her old age. A grin caught in Mira’s face and she could not help but blush. She cleared her throat before completing her statement: "I would still do it again if I had the chance to."

Ming Tao pulled her form onto his body, cuddling her from the side. They were both sweaty but none of them seemed to care. It was nice to exist in their most vulnerable form. It showed trust and Ming Tao could not help but feel a part of him get healed again at this. He needed this more than anything and Mira had no idea why.

He needed to have her all to himself without any distractions or worry on his mind. He wanted to rebuild the bond he felt had been broken or ripped into pieces during the time he was hypnotised and away from her. Mira might have forgiven him and accepted him right after, but he could not help but feel weighed down by it. And that was why he needed this.

What they did surpassed his own expectations but filled him with a feeling he could not put a name on.

"If?" Ming Tao panted against Mira’s back. "Why is there an if when it is something the two of us are capable of doing again?" There was a playfulness in his tone that made Mira’s brain scream danger.

He sure talked like he was out of breath but that thing poking her behind was saying something else. Her body could not take any more. Not right now at least. "At this rate, you would have me bearing children right after this one." Mira teased.

Ming Tao laughed. He placed a kiss on Mira’s neck then twined his hand tighter around her body. He ensured his grip was free enough to allow her to breathe and move if she needed to but firm enough that it would not let her go out of his reach.

"Let us not talk about having more children. You would only get me tempted." Ming Tao said in a husky tone. Mira raised a brow, after her first child birth, she was not planning on having more but system task needed to go on and she was the only key so she decided to stay quiet.

Mira laughed nervously. A thought immediately sprung to her mind. "The next one having babies between us would be you, if you like, do not hold your cock between your legs!" Mira charged in a breathy whisper. Her eyes were coming shut now and she knew it would not be long better she dozed off.

Ming Tao blinked at her words. "Why are you uttering strange things?" He asked Mira. Never had he heard of a man carrying a baby in his stomach. In fact, men had no wombs to make that possible but Mira just said something that left a very vivid image in his head and he could not help but speak it out.

"Strange? How strange? Scared of a little bit of cubs in your belly? Living and feeding off what you eat and about to push right out of your hole?" Mira asked. She was joking of course but Ming Tao did not see it as a joke. Out of the many things he had in mind that they would speak about after having so much time alone mating, this was the last thing that came to his mind. He swallowed, his mind still processing what she said.

It scared him. If at all, it made him value her even more. She was such a lovely being carrying another lovely thing in her stomach. It was even more mysterious how she could do that.

"If I was to have children of my own," Ming Tao murmured. "By my self," he added. "As obscure as it sounds," he stated. "I would not mind because then, it would be children that I had with you. I would love to relieve you of the pain and carry our children in my belly as long as it would mean that you would not have to suffer."

Wow. This man was saying the right things. Mira could not help but smile. Now she wished she could get him pregnant so that she would witness him keep to his words.

"That is a sweet thing to say to me, Ming Tao, thank you." Mira cooed. The sleep was closer than she thought, both of her eyes were shut now. Ming Tao moved his other hand to stroke her hair after he heard the sound of her voice. She sounded so sleepy and he wanted to induce her into it even more.

Ming Tao did not say a word and placed a kiss on her head. He began to hum a melody to put her to sleep faster.

He just wanted to be with her, that was all he ever needed. No matter where he would be, he would be there as long as she was there with him.

The flapping of wings caught Ming Tao’s attention and he directed his head towards the direction it came from. It was a bird. The same one that brought that message for him that night.

Wei Jie had responded.