150. Pregnancy Magic

150. Pregnancy Magic

“Nnngh…”

I kissed Claire. Soon, her soft body scent filled my lungs. I imagined the same was happening in her tiny chest.

“Claire, did you put on makeup?”

“A li-little… But wait, Skadi- Hiiik!”

Her scent was ticklish and soft, as usual, but also somewhat artificial. The scent of cosmetics. Or like walking through a cloud of perfume sprayed in the air.

It was a faint scent, so faint that I might not have noticed it if I weren’t a werewolf. It’s not like she would put on makeup on her way to a hunt, so she must have dressed up to see me.

“You’re cute.”

“Hhng…”

I whispered carefully into Claire’s ear. Perhaps it tickled her, as Claire reacted particularly strongly and let out a moan. I could feel her lower body inside her dress getting wetter.

I was a man in my past life and never cared about dressing up, so I didn’t feel the need for makeup.

I understand putting on makeup when going out, having learned it, but I can’t easily agree with doing it at home. Isn’t home a place to rest comfortably?

“I like you even without makeup, Claire.”

“Ugh…”

Claire is pretty. She’s just short. Her beauty doesn’t disappear just because she doesn’t wear makeup. And I actually liked that pure look.

I suddenly remembered Claire’s sleepy state a few days ago. Her hair was all messy, her body was limp and sprawled out, and she came into my arms half-asleep. The day before that was probably a 24-hour non-stop night of passion.

How cute she looked then.

I squeezed Claire’s tiny breasts. Sticky fluid wet her underwear and slowly flowed out. Heat was slowly spreading in the room.

At that moment, Claire suddenly pushed me away.

“Claire?”

“Th-this way it’s the same as last time! Only I suffer, and you’re fine…!”

“Is that so?”

Does that become a problem? Claire continued, climbing on top of me. Our positions were reversed.

“This time, I’m definitely going to make you cum!”

“Okay.”

Claire immediately lowered her head and kissed me. Again, my body was filled with her scent. Our tongues tangled, and our saliva mixed.

“Nnngh…”

“Pah…”

Inhale, and again. Claire’s long golden hair tickled my face. My blue eyes were reflected in her golden eyes.

I gave Claire a knowing smile. She reacted.

“You really…”

“Ut…”

Even after over a year of sex all day, I still wasn’t used to my body being handled so roughly. If anything, I felt like I was becoming more sensitive. I felt like I would lose if I just stood there, so I unintentionally ended up truly overpowering Claire.

But this time, I intended to restrain my actions as much as possible. It would be right to respect Claire’s wishes as much as possible.

My clothes were quickly stripped off. They were easy to put on, so they were easy to take off. Exposed to the world without any protection, Claire frowned at my nakedness.

“What are these marks?”

“Ah, that’s probably from Freya biting me yesterday… Uhiht?!”

Just as Freya had done to me yesterday, Claire bit my neck. The sudden action made me let out a strange sound.

“Uggh, ut…”

Claire seemed angry and began to stimulate my body intensely. She massaged my breasts, bit my ears, licked my body, kissed me again, and inhaled.

My insides were dyed with her. Her saliva invaded me, and I drank it helplessly. My sensitive body reacted even to that, and I felt a little bit of love fluid leaking out.

“Haa, haa…”

“Skadi, your tail wagging is cute.”

“It’s… instinctual.”

A beastman’s tail expresses emotions. If you feel good, your tail just wags on its own. I had shown it many times, but for some reason, I felt incredibly embarrassed.

Claire snatched my tail.

“Ut…”

“How is it?”

“It, it tickles… Hhit…”

Claire inserted her finger into my fluffy tail and roughly massaged and stimulated the main body of the tail. She applied pressure when I felt like I was about to let go, stroked it when I felt like I was getting used to it, caressed the base at unexpected times, and licked the tip of the tail. It seemed like she was trying to prevent me from getting into a rhythm.

My legs involuntarily tensed. I ended up hugging Claire, who was on top of me, tightly. Seeing this, she grinned and brought my tail to the front of my vulva.

The fissure, wet with love fluid, was swept by my tail. The sticky, slippery fluid soaked the tail fur. It felt strange to have my precious tail used like a rag for wiping water.

“Nnngh…”

“Do you know how sorry I was that only I felt good all this time? Huh? You don’t know, do you? You never did.”

“Uhhik…♡”

“Just cum to apologize!”

If there’s one common sense I learned after coming to the North, it’s that apologies can be made with one’s vulva, not just kisses.

Claire unhesitatingly inserted her fingers into me, and my shyly closed lips were roughly rummaged, giving way helplessly. Fishy, transparent liquid gushed out around her fingers.

The uterus tattoo on my belly pulsed and glowed. Every time I inhaled, every time I gasped, the tattoo reacted. Claire covered my mouth, which was open to breathe. As my airway was blocked, I began to suffocate.

“Uggh…!”

There was no oxygen. I was suffocating. But even at this moment, my vaginal walls writhed, resisting the foreign object that was rummaging inside. My breathing grew more intense. But the only air I could inhale was from Claire’s lungs. If she didn’t allow it, I couldn’t even breathe.

All of that seemed to turn into pleasure. Being violated, that naked sensation, traveled up my spinal cord and consumed me. Love fluid gushed out, wetting the bed and Claire’s hands, and finally, as she forcefully pushed her fingers in-

“Ughh…?!♡”

Sparks flew in my head. My muscles contracted involuntarily, arching my back like a bow, and Claire’s body became wet with the grand gush. Only then did she seem satisfied and pulled her mouth away. I gasped for air.

“I won… Huh?”

“Now… Hoo, it’s my turn, right?”

Our positions were instantly reversed. She was underneath, and I was on top of her. Claire tried to resist, but our weight difference was too great.

“Wait, wait, shouldn’t it end here?”

“We haven’t done the pregnancy yet.”

Claire’s uterus tattoo was still an empty heart shape. It was glowing a little, but because I climaxed first, not enough magic was collected. So, I needed to finish the job.

But now that I think about it, Claire wanted to impregnate me, and if Claire’s uterus tattoo is filling up, doesn’t that mean she’s getting pregnant?

I don’t know if I’m getting pregnant or if the other person is. I should have asked Freya for more detailed instructions, but I’ll reflect on that later. I covered Claire’s lips.

“Nnngh…”

This time it’s the opposite. I breathe into her, and she takes my air. If I stop, her breath stops too. If I breathe, she breathes too. It’s like we’ve become one.

“Ah, right. This is possible too.”

“What- Oggok♡”

I remembered my sister’s words that the uterus tattoo before pregnancy amplifies pleasure. I pressed Claire’s soft belly, and just by doing that, Claire came, spurting out her fluids.

The tattoo glowed, indicating that enough magic had been collected, but seeing her with a question mark above her head, not understanding why, made me want to tease her a bit longer.

“Okay, one, two, three.”

“Wait♡ Uggh, hek♡?!”

Claire climaxed exactly three times when I pressed three times. Tears welled up under her golden eyes. I stuck out my tongue and licked them. They tasted salty.

“Uggh-♡”

“You felt good earlier, so it’s your turn now, right?”

I insert my tail, which was wet with my love fluid, into Claire’s body. The tightly closed fissure instantly opened and swallowed my tail. The feeling of being sucked in made me feel good too.

I thrust my tail forcefully. Water gushed out from between the cracks, and when I pulled my tail out again, a strange squelching sound filled the room.

“Yap.”

“Hhikk♡?!”

As I roughly stroked the tattoo in that state, the sensation transmitted to my tail was immense. Claire’s insides convulsed and stimulated my tail, and I felt that new sensation as I kissed her one last time.

“Nnngh…”

“Hhiit…♡”

When both above and below were filled with squelching sounds, I activated the ring on my left hand. White light slowly flowed from the gem, mingling with the golden light emanating from Claire’s uterus tattoo to form a single sphere.

A light golden sphere. I moved the sphere close to Claire and showed it to her. Claire, still connected to me by a silver thread, instinctively realized what it was. Gasping for breath, she opened her mouth.

“This…”

“Yeah.”

Without hesitation, I inserted our baby into Claire’s tattoo, and her uterus, as if this were natural, sucked the sphere in and cherished it within.

The empty golden heart tattoo was filled.

“C-Claire? Are you sleeping?”

…At the same time, Claire fainted. She seemed very tired.

Finally, I buried my nose in her neck and inhaled her soft body scent. Then, I covered her with a blanket. She might catch a cold if she slept naked.

At that moment, the door burst open.

“Claire! Her tail is mine!!”

“Ah, Priscilla. Want to have sex?”

“Yes!!”