Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 492

Chapter 492: A Father’s Feelings

Asura woke up rubbing his eyes while smacking his lips, trying to swallow, but his mouth felt dry. However, before he could react, a warm pair of lips pressed against his. Then Spica’s warm tongue pushed his mouth open, and a cool flood of water poured into his mouth.

The half-elf with orc blood used this to sneak a kiss, her tongue coiling his.

“Mmmh… It seems that my beloved is not a morning person,” Spica groaned in a sensual voice before sucking on his tongue.

Her eyes flickered as she hugged Asura tight. His body felt warm and comforting to her, like a summer breeze and calm field. Spica lay naked against Asura’s stomach and giggled when the man she loved watched her with his charming silver pupils.

“Good morning, my dear,” She smiled warmly at him while rubbing her hands across his chest. “Are you feeling satisfied?” Spica kissed the palms of his hands before placing them around her hips and cuddling into his chest. “I feel like my legs won’t move… you were so rough after the second time… I don’t remember when we stopped.”

‘Haha~ can’t believe I’ve finally become one with him… but seven times, if I wasn’t half-orc, wouldn’t my insides be destroyed?!’ She sighed in happiness and buried herself in her lover’s scent. It was so thick, and her little nose snorted while the sound from outside grew louder.

“It seems my dad was upset… will you be okay, dear?”

Asura was silent and looked out the window at the view beyond their bed. It was a little dull and misty out, but there were still a few people walking through the village from what he could see. “It seems that we spent a long time going at it…”

“Y-You… didn’t stop, even after I said I might die!” Spica pretended to be upset, her lovely thick lips pouting, while resting her chin on his chest.

“Hmmm? I am sure you were the one screaming that you wouldn’t let me go until you were pregnant.”

“Hah?! You… forget that!” Her lovely olive skin turned bright red before hitting his chest in embarrassment.

“I’m glad that my first time was with you…” She hugged him tight before kissing his chest.

“You’re welcome.” Asura felt weird saying such lines, so he went for simplicity. Plus, he didn’t wish to make her remember anything about him, as he had been careful with

“Hey… don’t be cheeky. Was it just another fuck for you?!”

Her voice sounded a little upset and worried, but the moment his arms wrapped around her back, pulling Spica tightly against his chest. She heard him whisper in her ear, with a sexy voice that made her feel irritated she got wet.

“I enjoyed it because I’ve wanted you to be mine for a long time. Spica, you were amazing, and I hope we never part ways.”

“Bah! What are you saying?” The half-elf girl smiled and pouted at the same time. He felt Spica was like a cute cat as she snuggled deeper into the arms of her man. His heartbeat pounded at a steady pace, only increasing with each of her cute movements. The resounding beat of his two hearts made Spica relax, feeling like everything would be okay…

‘I hope my dad doesn’t get angry… hmmm, it’s strange to call him dad. If he is too annoying, I’ll beat him and become the matriarch!’

‘This little kitten seems to have some amusing thoughts…’ Asura thought to himself, stroking her silky hair. After calming her down, he suddenly flipped their positions, and before Spica could realise it, he was on top.

“S-Slow down! My legs are weak, and it hasn’t even been a few hours since the sun came up… and I am… full.” Spica’s bright red face turned away, causing Asura to chuckle. He didn’t know the biology of orcs well, but she explained last night during their last session.

Asura wondered if it was true and slipped his hand between her thighs. ‘Oh, it’s swollen…’

“Nnngh… it’s a little sore. Please be gentle~ my dear.” Spica sighed while lying flat, her chest bouncing gently with each deep breath. She coiled her legs around him, her arms grabbed onto his neck, pulling his face towards hers. As she breathed out a hot breath onto his face, Asura did the same.

“It’s strange… how does it seal so tightly? I can’t even get a finger inside, but the sticky fluid is slightly oozing out.”

“Hmm~ I don’t know, this knowledge just came to me when my mother undid the spell… all sorts of things entered my mind. It’s an instinct that only happens when both parties desire to conceive, though. So… will you be mad?”

“Didn’t you want to have a child around the same time as Celine? If you want it, I don’t mind. Most of my women seem to want children now, and I don’t have the heart to refuse; the thought of having a family with you all… it makes me feel happy.”

“Spica Bal’Tua Merigold!” A loud voice, a male’s angry voice, sounded before the door started shuddering from someone pounding against it. “Come, your father is here! If you are with that bastard, I will cut off his balls!”

“SHUT UP DAD! IT’S TOO LATE!”

“WHAT?!”

“MOTHER! TELL FATHER TO GO AWAY!”

Their shouting match lasted a while before the soft and lovely voice of Maruna, “My dear husband, please shut up.” The next moment, a pained scream echoed. The sound was like her father; after a short while, her mother called once again. “My darling daughter, are you… decent?”

“Mother… wait, we’re still naked!”

“We?!” Her father Bal’Vak’s voice echoed once again, sounding pissed.

The next moment, there was the sound of a smack followed by groans before Maruna’s voice sounded once more.

“Dear, make sure your skin is clean of any fluids. We have breakfast ready, and the Chief Shaman wishes to see you and your friend. To make sure if you’ve been ‘blessed’ or not. Fufu, see you soon.”

“M…mother… so embarrassing.”

“Haha, don’t worry, let me help clean your body, Spica.”

***

An hour later, the pair finally appeared in the village, but once again, it seemed they were preparing for a festival and feast.

‘Hmm, do orcs just like to drink and play?’ Asura thought before he noticed the females looking at him with brilliant smiles and their eyes glowing. The males also gazed at him, and some even called him a brother or brethren.

It seemed everyone saw him and Spica walking arm-in-arm through the village with approving looks. ‘I guess Spica was rather popular around here…’

He glanced towards the beautiful half-elf; she wore a similar dress as last night, only this time, her stomach was tighter. Asura thought it was a little strange, but the biology of orcs wasn’t like humans; there were over six loads still inside her… not to mention the dozen premature shots that were released mid-intercourse.

“They seem to be impressed that you can walk. It appears most males who intermarry with orcs are bedridden after mating.” Spica blushed her face gazing at the floor while squeezing Asura’s arm. “Plus, you almost killed me… hng~.”

Asura glanced down at his lovely future wife and pinched her cute green cheeks. Her cute red face looked to the side. Her thick lips pushed together tightly, with her sharp teeth biting down on them. “Your tusks are really beautiful… can I kiss them?”

“KYAA!” One of the females who heard his words suddenly turned red and ran away, speaking in a strange dialect.

The other orcs seemed to look at Asura with a warm and delighted gaze. Except for ONE man… the huge warchief sat on his throne, bruises all over his body, and a broken arm. Yet he looked at Asura as if ready to kill him!

“Spica Bal’Tua!”

“Hmmm… is that my name?” Spica leaned against Asura, knowing it made her father angry. His forehead bulged with veins while her current state became obvious, both Maruna and the other women looking and swooning.

“I won’t accept this! Asura Phoenix, you must fight me to be with my daughter!”

However, as if he wasn’t speaking, the priestess and shaman, a male and female, came to the couple and placed out their palms while chanting in orcish.

“Yamir Galu! Sula tarik!”

They continued saying the same words while placing their hands on the pair’s stomachs. A moment later, the priestess pulled Spica’s clothes up, revealing her navel region.

When the glow appeared in the shape of a moon and star on her stomach, it caused all the women to gasp, while Maruna, holding the cute little girl in her arms, made a sudden squeal.

“Congratulations!”

“Warchief!”

“Ah~ Lady, you have wanted this for so long!”

“Congratulations, child. The goddess has blessed you with a dual blessing.” The priestess hugged Spica, who looked strange, her face red, while she squeezed Asura’s hand, tears running down her cheeks.

“It seems you managed to conceive… Spica.”

Maruna’s soft voice echoed while Asura and Bal’Vak glared at each other, though Asura could see this man’s delighted eyes after hearing the news.

‘This damn old man, look how happy he is! I want to slap his face and make him accept me!’