If I Disobey the Duke - Chapter 232

His Ability (5)

Vlad took Lily to the bathroom. She was a sack of potatoes until she immersed herself in the hot water that filled her porcelain tub.

The bathroom in the tower was as spacious as theirs in the mansion. The sleek porcelain bathtub was huge enough to fit Vlad in it. Lily eased in the water and rested her back against her husband’s big torso.

She paused. She felt her husband’s cock against her back, still hard and hot.

I don’t think I can do it anymore…

“You can be comfortable, Lily.”

His low-pitched voice was languid and sweet. It looked like he was savoring the texture of her skin. Contrary to his lustful tone, he simply placed his arms on the bathtub.

Vlad ran his fingers through her wet hair, which shone as silver spun from a spinning wheel.

“But if you press against me every time, there will be no end. You should know that too.”

Lily’s slender neck stiffened. Nodding, she moved in front of him as she sat down around his knees and slipped his arms, wrapped around her waist.

“You can learn.”

She eventually had to sit back with him as if he was the back of a sofa. His temperature was hotter than the water that filled the bathtub.

When there was no conversation, her nerves were focused only on the places where their skin touched. Trying to distract him, she gently turned her head back while keeping their lower body as far as possible from each other.

“Vlad. I want to ask you…” she trailed off.

Her husband’s wet figure was so erotic that her eyes couldn’t take it. Dark facial features, a strong jawline, and a single drop of water on the top of his neck. The memory of how they were mere minutes ago filled her head.

His arms stretched languidly across the lip of the tub, muscles on full display. He looked like a god of lust and seduction.

Just at that moment, he swept away wet black hair with a large hand. Sparkling drops of water ran down his sharp jawline and ripped arms.

Her lips were dry.

“…What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing.”

Her mind returned like an arrow. No one was listening, but she was alone with her dreadful thoughts. She looked in front of her, cooling her cheek with the back of her hand. In spite of the fact that she was already in hot water, her face became even warmer.

“Just uh…” She wiggled her fingers over her lap. “You came so much inside. What if I have a child? Not just today, but actually every time…”

In fact, for a man who didn’t want children, he wasn’t very careful.

The strange thing was that it wasn’t the only aspect. On some days, he was extremely reluctant to penetrate her. That day, as he had done in the early days of her marriage, he was one-sidedly trying to please her. He was again suspicious in many ways.

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

Lily glanced back at him at his calm assertion. She blinked as she waited for him to speak. Sinister dread tickled her back like her feathers.

The conversation pattern is familiar…

Instead of answering, his eyes darkened even more. And then, he averted his eyes. “Don’t worry, it will never happen.”

“Tell me why you are so sure.”

Vlad put his elbows on the bathtub. “…Do you really need to know?”

“…Well, shouldn’t I know?”

He took a deep breath and looked at her again. “I was born with a constitution that could make someone pregnant with my will if I ejaculated. It’s hard to explain exactly… It’s probably the closest thing to controlled fertility.”

“…Hm?” Lily felt like she was deciphering a foreign language. “So, it’s like self-contraceptive… right?”

“Yes..”

“…”

She moved her body forward, creaking like a clockwork doll in a frenzy. Confused eyes wandered through the air.

Indeed. Because he was of mixed race, he must have some superhuman ability.

But is he really like that? So, are all monsters like that? Anyway, if so…

At first glance, it was just an ability that seemed convenient. In fact, it meant that the choice of pregnancy rested solely with him.

Lily slid down and her lips were submerged in the water. It was as if someone had drawn a circle in her head with a dark-colored pencil. The bubbles that were boiling over the surface of the water stopped.

She got out of the water and turned to her husband. “Why didn’t you tell me something so important before?”

She had a really hard time.

Thinking that she suffered because of something she didn’t need to go through, an unfair resentment arose.

A child. It all started because she needed a child. How long had that child been living in her void? And him, who did not want her to give birth, tortured her while she struggled in her reality? Even after she started this marriage.

Those days when she didn’t even know her husband’s face and just slept with him. He was just a terrifying man, one she thought saw her as a procreation tool.