Chapter 3: Can I mark you?

The man leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub, letting the girl lie on his chest; one hand supported her outside the bathtub while holding the inhibitor, and the other supported her to prevent her from choking on water.

"This should be able to hold out until Laiboli arrives..."

Luka looked at the bathroom ceiling, feeling the long-lost, vigorous desire beneath him.

He couldn't remember how long it had been; he had no desire for any female. At first, he felt ashamed, but later, after seeing the Empire's top doctors, he only heard similar answers.

—"Colonel Sikesaisi, all your body functions are fine; we truly cannot find the cause."

—"Colonel, all kinds of treatments have been tried; we have done our best."

—"Respected Colonel, this letter is to express our apologies. After multiple expert consultations, we are unable to provide treatment for you."

Besides mental power, beastmen also awaken talents; different races have different talents.

The Sikesaisi family is the purest lion lineage, their talent is teleportation; the authority of the family head is passed down from generation to generation, passing not only status but also talent.

Originally, the calls for Luka to be the heir were the loudest, but his frigidity undoubtedly brought shame to the family. How could he convince people if he let a male who couldn't reproduce take over the family? This was also why he had delayed inheriting it.

But just today, when he smelled Qiao Suisui's scent, the desire in his body seemed to be awakened...

Luka lowered his head and gently lifted her chin.

The light was too dim before; only now did he see her completely. Her contours were soft and slightly youthful, her mouth was small, her brows and eyes were exquisite; when she opened her eyes, she looked like a kitten drenched in rain, her black pupils staring at you, making one's heart melt. And at this moment, her brows were furrowed into a small mountain, making one's heart ache along with her.

"... Are you still uncomfortable?"

The only answer was a delicate, soft moan, a volume almost too weak to hear, yet it hooked Luka's heart, an unusual itch.

He didn't want to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state, and besides...

He took a deep breath, leaned his head back against the bathtub, and tried hard to think of unrelated things to distract himself. But the person on him clearly didn't know what kind of 'tense' situation she was in.

Qiao Suisui felt like there was a fire burning in her lower abdomen, pulling and aching in waves, and it was very itchy. She wanted to scratch, but no matter how she reached around, she couldn't reach it. She imagined herself as a lazy cat in the afternoon, lying on the ground exposing its belly, and it would be best if someone came to scratch it at this time. So she moved around, but felt a force on her back constantly pressing her down, preventing her from turning over.

She was a bit irritable and began to struggle.

She slid and slid like a loach, attempting to break free from the force that was restraining her.

But the more she slid down, the tighter that force held her; she didn't give up, twisting and twisting, when suddenly her body stiffened.

"Stop moving."

The man's low, hoarse voice came, and Qiao Suisui slowly opened her eyes.

She saw herself sitting on the man's lower abdomen, her two legs clamping his waist.

The corners of his eyes were flushed, his brows tightly furrowed, his gaze unnaturally shifted to the side.

"You..." Before Qiao Suisui could finish asking who he was, she was lifted out of the water by his hands under her armpits.

The sound of splashing water echoed throughout the bathroom.

Qiao Suisui was soaked through, the spaghetti-strap dress clinging to her body, making it almost as if she were wearing nothing. Her gaze lacked focus, clearly not yet awake.

"Are you the prince I saved?"

Luka couldn't understand her language, but knew she was asking a question, so he just gave an 'um' to respond. This response was a mistake, and the two began talking at cross-purposes.

"Then let me tell you, I saved you, don't marry another princess, otherwise I will turn into foam!"

"Um."

"You really remembered, right?"

"Um."

"You repeat it."

"Um."

"I knew it..."

Qiao Suisui waved her small hands to grab him; Luka sighed and let her lie on his chest again, only this time he supported her buttocks with his hand, and she was held on his body like a baby.

Qiao Suisui: "Did you trade your voice to the witch?"

Luka: "Be quiet for a while, I don't want to do something I'll regret."

A perfectly good prince speaking bird language.

She stopped talking because after the brief relief of the cold water, her body temperature had adapted to the water temperature, and the cold water was no longer effective.

The system began to prompt every minute: 【Please seize the opportunity, Host, and conceive as soon as possible, otherwise the energy supply will be insufficient, and you will be erased in this world.】

Her body began to burn again, and the three words 'be erased' were like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Qiao Suisui hugged Luka's neck, began to breathe against his neck, then bit his Adam's apple, and then rubbed and held his earlobe in her mouth. She thought she was using a lot of strength, but in reality, that soft and slow force, that moist and warm oral cavity, made Luka's reason, already on the verge of collapse, crumble completely.

"Don't."

Luka's breathing grew heavy again because of her, his heart beating like a drum, hurting. The entire bathroom was suddenly filled with an alluring atmosphere.

"Can I mark you?"

One of his hands pinched her waist, the other cupped the back of her head, his voice already so hoarse he could barely make a sound.

"Answer me..."

"... Can Luka Sikesaisi mark you?"

Six hours later.

Inside the room, Laiboli put away his hand that was emitting healing power and smiled lazily, teasing: "Sikesaisi, you are too reckless."

"Is your brain at home? This is a rare female who should be protected by the Empire, she belongs to the Empire, not to you personally. What were you thinking? Daring to bring her back without reporting it, and even doing that to her..."

Luka didn't answer, habitually biting onto a cigarette he wanted to light, but after looking at the bed, he crushed the cigarette in his hand. "So, what is her condition now?"

"The effect of the aphrodisiac is gone, but she has no mental power, she is even more delicate than an artificial female, and her physical condition is a mess." Laiboli looked at the sleeping girl, his gaze flickering, and asked him: "However, what do you plan to do?"

"What?"

Laiboli crossed his arms, looked at him with an incredulous gaze, and pretended to be exaggerated: "Eh? Someone is going to hold a ceremony with the Princess next month, right? And now you've marked this little female; could it be that you're tired of being the interstellar ideal type and want to imitate me, becoming a morally corrupt scumbag male?"

"I didn't mark her."

Luka looked at the small depression on the bed, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Ha." Laiboli looked like he had heard a joke; he frequented places of pleasure and knew well that this kind of aphrodisiac couldn't be resolved by the female herself.

"That's even worse; you did everything that should be done, but didn't mark her. What? Don't want to take responsibility?"

This time Luka didn't deny it again; after a long silence, he said: "I can be her guardian, provide her with the best life, but other than that, I can't give more."

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 4 =====