A Peacock Husband of Five Princesses by day, a Noble Assassin by Night

"Mmm~" "Mmm~" "Mmm~"

Shiera tightly zipped her mouth and even went as far as biting her lips to control expressing the pleasure she was feeling as Kael continued to massage her stiff back. She never experienced this feeling in her body, and the season of "flux" only amplified those hormones inside her.

Kael could feel the heat rising in his body, her responses fueling a growing arousal.

His own breathing grew heavier, his heart pounding in his chest as he continued to massage her, his touch becoming more intimate with each passing moment.

"Oh, god!"

Not being able to control her voice anymore, she let out a sultry moan, only arousing Kael further. Shiera's mind was enveloped by just the feeling of relaxation, and she no longer held her breath. To give them some privacy, Mia led the other two away from there. Kael, with a bulge in his pants, getting his own stimulated by her moans, continued to massage her.

Shiera's moans grew more intense, her body arching slightly as Kael hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Right there... oh, right there," she gasped, her fingers clutching the edge of the bench. The sensation was too intense, too overwhelming.

Kael, trying desperately to keep his composure, kept going—but every new sigh or soft groan from Shiera made it harder to ignore the heat climbing up his own neck. His hands slowed. He wasn't doing anything inappropriate, but her reactions were stirring something primal in him.

After what felt like an eternity, Kael's hands slowed, his touch growing gentler as he brought her down from her heightened state. Shiera lay there, her body limp and satisfied, a relaxed smile on her face.

"That was... incredible," she murmured, her eyes still closed.

When Kael finally stood, his face was stiff. "I… I'll go check the supplies," he muttered, turning away a bit too quickly, his steps a little too fast.

Shiera didn't say anything at first. She lay there on the bench, her breathing steadying, eyes half-lidded in a daze of both comfort and internal confusion. It was then that something hit her. She slapped her forehead in resignation. "Today is the first day of the flux, and I'm already like this? It's never happened in the past 4 years. Ugh… I need to maintain distance from him from now onward. Or else, at this rate, I will lose my virginity. No, I should warn him in private to keep his hands away from me, later. But, God… his hands are magical, I should say…"

From the corner of the palm tree shade, Vampire Sith licked her lips, her lusty gaze was on his lower body. She muttered. "It looks like Master indeed is in need of sexual release… I need to keep showing him that I'm available on his side, all the time. Then, one of these days, he will take me… he transforms into that magnificent demonic form… Aaah…" In her imagination, a half-naked, muscled Kael was seen in his demonic form. She was on the floor. He grabs her chin and raises it to meet his eyes and says, "Sith, would you like to…"

Blushing hard on her cheeks, Sith went into her imagination world again on her own, shaking her body left and right, "Oh, Master…"

*

Meanwhile, Kael slipped into the tent, exhaling sharply as he dropped onto the makeshift bedroll.

Covering himself with a blanket, he quickly lowered his pants, taking out his erect shaft, his hand wrapping around his length as he began to stroke himself, his mind filled with images of Shiera's responsive body.

It's been a while since he also had an intercourse with any of his wives and Shiera's sultry moans just woke up the beast and unless he does something about it, it doesn't seem like calming down.

His self-pleasure act was disturbed by the tent flap, and Mia walked in with a mischievous grin on her face as she watched her brother.

He adjusted the blanket to cover himself fully, his face reddening in embarrassment.

"Well, that's a guilty look if I've ever seen one." She commented with a smirk.

"Mia!" Kael muttered. "Don't just barge into my tent, alright?"

She giggled and sat down nearby, completely unfazed. "Relax, we're not strangers. C'mon, we bathed together many times naked. What's with this shyness? You weren't so shy back then."

Kael groaned, his face flushing in embarrassment. "That was when we were kids…"

"What kids? We bathed together even until you were 17…" Mia huffed, crossing her arms.

"That's just you, alright… You were the one who barged into the shower every time I was bathing, just because I slipped once and hurt my neck." Kael shouted back at her. Whatever was left of his arousal just vanished into a poof in the meantime. "Moreover, I'm married now. We can't act the same way as we were kids…"

Mia didn't take offense at his words and instead tilted her head with a teasing smile. "And you remembered you're married, after all. Then, why are you out here stewing alone instead of being with your wife? Won't she be able to help you out?"

As Kael looked away, Mia gasped with her eyes widening. "You didn't actually consummate your marriage, did you?"

Kael continued to avert her gaze as he replied. "She's young. Not like her older sisters. Moreover, she is an adventurer, a free bird who wants to roam. I don't want to put her in a cage or something."

Mia's smile softened at that. "What, young? She's 18 years old. I have seen nobles with kids at her age. And if she marries you out of her own will, then she should also compromise on her profession of being an adventurer. Both of you need to find balance."

"Yeah, you first marry someone, and then we talk about having a balanced work/family life? You were already 22 now." Kael snorted, crossing his arms. Then, something clicked in his mind, and he looked at her, adjusting his posture. "Come to think of it, I heard that Duchess Ragnar's third son is an Elite warrior, he's a year younger than you, and also a Tier-7 swordsman. He had many suitors, but he rejected them because he wanted his wife to be stronger than him. What do you think about it? Originally, our Moonstone House didn't match the status of Ragnar House, but we are in-laws of the Flamehart House. I'm the lone son-in-law of the Queen. That should elevate our status, right? And we are also not in debt anymore. So…"

At this, Mia suddenly became silent. "I… uh…" She hung her head down and quietly said. "I can't… I don't want to marry… I mean, I don't want a political marriage. I want to find someone I love."

"Uhh… Is that so…" Kael cannot say anything to that. In fact, it was his dream too. He wanted a love marriage, not a political one. But it happened anyway. And he doesn't want his sister to go through such a thing. "Forget it then. I also don't want you to do things that you don't like. Moreover, you just came back from that suffering. I don't want to get separated from you."