Legacy of The Arcane Lust Mage

A short while later, he woke Oriana up.

After helping her to the bathroom, he returned and lay on his bed.

While he wanted to help her bathe knowing she was feeling weak in the knees, Oriana was too embarrassed to allow it, so she asked him to leave her be and that she could do it herself.

Less than half an hour later, Oriana came out of the bathroom, dressed in one of his loose white robes which fit her and outlined her curves perfectly.

Also, maybe because of the nourishment she received from him or perhaps it was the hot water bath she took, her face was glowing with a reddish hue which added with the shy look in her eyes, and her brownish-black wet hair draped in towel gracefully resting on her left shoulder made her look very attractive.

He almost wanted to jump her, pin her down and have his way with her again but he noticed she seemed to be a little anxious.

So, reining in his lust, he beckoned her over, made her sit beside him and gently asked, "What is it, Oriana? Something’s bothering you?"

"Un." Oriana nodded and after thinking for a moment, she said in a low voice, "The thing is Young Lord, you uh deposited your se–seeds inside every time. I tried to clean it but... nothing came out. So, I’m worried that..."

Her face blushing red in shame, she bit her lower lip and slowly voiced the words, "That I might get p-pregnant."

Lukas reached out and circled his arm around her shoulders before pulling her toward him so her head would rest on his shoulder.

Then, he playfully flicked her forehead and chuckled, "Did you forget, you are already my woman silly? So what if you get pregnant? We’ll raise the child as father and mother."