It was time for the ceremony. Again. The streets buzzed with music and decorations and the night was ridden with high life.

Mira and Jia Hao spent these past two days entangled in the arts of love making. Anywhere. Everywhere. Whenever they were together, the best was magnetic and it was difficult to resist. Like her body called to breed with him and she did not resist the urge. And this very night, when they should be seated on the thrones, they were hidden in their rooms, bodies sweaty and stained with each other’s essence.

Mira’s face sank into the fur. Her torso collapsed and her ass was tilted up, held firm onto Jia Hao’s groin with a hand on her waist. He was still inside her and just railed her as she was on all fours, giving her her fifth orgasm.

Her pussy pulsed. It was sore, swollen with their beastly act of love making and her breaths were heavy. Jia Hao’s hand rested on the wall which served as a bed stand, supporting his knelt down pose on the bed. He was panting hard. Naked. His cock trapped in his wife’s hole. Completely used.

"Let’s do that again." Jia Hao panted. His gaze lurked at her bare behind lunged up for him to see. Her small form made him feel so terrible sometimes when he pounded into her. She looked so fragile and vulnerable but she matched his freakiness. It was insane.

"This was how you got me pregnant." Mira breath. She was sure she would not be able to walk after this. Jia Hao slid out in a careful pull before slamming back into her. Mira’s body writhed, her breathing quickened and her toes curled.

"We need to be somewhere yet the only place I want to be in is you." Jia Hao worded. He drew his hand from her waist up her body till it landed on the softness of her breast and he crouched down, leaving his length in her. Jia Hao placed a gentle kiss on the nape of her neck and Mira quivered. "But yes. We have somewhere to be." He whispered into her skin.

Jia Hao pulled out. That gentle movement left Mira gasping. Her body slouched to the bed. "I feel weak." Mira breath. "And sleepy." She added.

"Do you want to rest alone, my love?" Jia Hao asked. He was not on the bed anymore.

"No." She breathed. "Not alone."

Jia Hao sat down by her side, still naked.

"Stay with me, let’s go out together. And a cuddle will be nice." Mira panted. He knew why she did not want to be alone.

"How could I refuse when you ask me like that?" Jia Hao got onto the bed, repositioned her properly and glued to her side. Her body pressed into his, their legs interwove and they could feel each other’s raging heart beats. "Take your time, the world can wait." Jia Hao murmured. Mira felt so frail in his embrace and he knew she was about to sleep.

"I love you, Jia Hao. Thank you for always understanding me." Her voice lowered into an almost unbearable whisper as sleep closed in on her. Jia Hao ran his hand through her hair as he let the other pull her closer into his skin.

"I love you too."

**

"Late to your own cubs’ naming ceremony? I wonder what you were doing, Jia Hao." Wei Jie said the moment Jia Hao stepped out and into the party. He had sent messengers to pass out verbal invitation of the ceremony but he did not expect any of the clan leaders to make it, but here Wei Jin was, the only one outside Ming Tao who was present.

Mira made her way forward, searching the crowd for someone. Jia Hao noticed her and raised his hand up for her to notice him. She headed his way. "What I was doing is about to make an entrance." Jia Hao responded to Wei Jie.

Wei Jie swayed his glance past Jia Hao to look at who he was referring to and it landed on the one person he barely wanted to see. His mood immediately became sour. He did not want to be on the same ground she was.

"Do me a favour and hide your repulsion when she arrives. I do not want the mother of my children feeling uncomfortable." Jia Hao said when Mira got closer to them.

Wei Jie sighed. "That woman has you completely under a spell. But sure, I respect you that much."

"Jia Hao." Mira called when she approached him. She put her hand in his and stayed by his side. She looked elegant. Face pure and innocent and dressed in fine fur linen fitting for a queen. Mira’s eyes darted up to see the man standing with Jia Hao. She gulped. "Wei Jie. It’s a pleasure to meet you again."

Wei Jie looked at her with a superior gaze that made her feel like an ant. Jia Hao knocked his elbow and he dropped the look. "Mira." Wei Jie stated. "Congratulations on your birth and the namingh." He said. It was obvious he didn’t want to speak with her. This made Mira’s stomach churn.

"Thank you." Mira said. "It’s nice to have you witness the naming." She had a smile on her face that disgusted Wei Jie.

How could a demon look so pure and innocent like she had never hurt a fly? Wei Jie thought. He was trying so hard to hide his true feelings towards her. He hummed his reply.

"Would you like to-" Mira began.

"That will be all for now, Jia Hao. I will be with you shortly when there aren’t any unpleasant interruptions." He lowered his gaze to meet Mira at the end of his statement. This made Mira shut up.

[You will have a tough time breeding with that one, host. I can’t wait!] System chimed.

Shut. Up. Mira replied in her mind.

"Sure. I will be with you shortly." Jia Hao said. With that, Wei Jie excused himself and blended with the crowd.

"He absolutely hates me." Mira said to Jia Hao.

Jia Hao turned to face her and bent to reach her head level. Mira had obvious love bites on her exposed skin. It was all over her neck and shoulder and drew down to her collar bones till her clothed skin. Jia Hao knew there were more. He plastered her body with his love bite to declare she was his and she did not have a single clue. Jia Hao put both his hands on both her arms and spoke. "When he gets to know this version of you, trust me, just like I like I did, he will fall madly in love with you. Don’t let that bother you, love."

This made the ends of her lips curl. "Thanks. I needed that."

Jia Hao pulled Mira in for a hug. "This attire suits you. I love how good you look in it." He broke the hug.

"Me too." Mira twirled for him, checking herself out. "And it has got people staring at me too."

Jia Hao nearly laughed. He was sure they were staring at her for the wrong reasons but she would get to find out when they took a bath later that night.

"And after the first one I had got ruined, I love that I have another." Mira stated.

"Did you love the first one?" Jia Hao questioned.

"Absolutely. It had style and was different. Then it had a slit. It was gorgeous." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"I made that for you." These words made Mira’s lips drop. "That time you caught me sewing in our chambers, I was making that outfit." Mira’s heart melted. "Knowing you liked it makes me so glad."

"How did you get the perfect fit?" There were no measurements in the beast world, yet he made her a dress. With a slit at that!

"I have explored all your angles and curves, Mira. I can sculpt you even with my eyes closed."

Mira bit her lower lip. "Hearing that makes me want to reward you like a good boy."

Jia Hao tugged her body to his in a sharp movement that made her gasp. "Reward me. I wonder how that will be." He had a dirty look on his face as he said that, one that burned into her eyes. His smirk made her knees wobbly. Mira’s cheeks flushed red. She did not know what to say. Jia Hao leaned in for a kiss. Mira shut her eyes and let him.

Jia Hao’s lips tasted warm. Like temptation itself. It was soft and yearning with need. Every nib. Every sway. Every clashing of his tongue in her mouth was deliberate and calculated. It made her want more of him. Jia Hao broke the kiss. "Oh, what I would do to live in your lips forever." He whispered into her mouth before closing the distance again. His hand secured the back of her head and he devoured her. Unashamed and in the midst of his people.

Jia Hao parted his lips away from hers. "I am glad I could share this moment with you." He said.

"Me too." Mira panted heavily in his mouth. Jia Hao pulled her in for a hug again and she just stood there enjoying the feel of his body. That was when she saw him. At a distance in the cheering crowd, his eyes fixed on the two of them. Lonely eyes.