Pregnancy for a Successor - Chapter 41

As if he had been waiting nearby, Eugen took the child in his arms. While he expertly held the baby and even burped him, Celia quickly closed her bodice. Though her br*east was soaked with milk the child hadn’t fully swallowed and what had just seeped out, she didn’t have the presence of mind to properly clean up.

Drops of br*east milk had left stains on the table, floor, and her dress. Seeing this, she blushed to her ears and hurriedly grabbed a gauze to wipe up the spilled milk.

Her movements kept going awry, perhaps due to the presence that was bothering her. When she suddenly looked back, he was focused solely on patting the child’s back to put him to sleep while holding him in his arms. That scene was so peaceful and ideal that Celia felt slightly ashamed for having been so nervous about his gaze all along.

Of course. It couldn’t be. Isn’t br*eastfeeding a child a noble act? Eugen couldn’t have had any lewd thoughts while watching it. Celia felt foolish for having such unnecessary thoughts.

Come to think of it, her husband hadn’t touched her even with a fingertip for the past four months. Just light embraces and kisses were all.

“……”

When this thought occurred to her, Celia suddenly felt empty, as if a hole had been punched in one side of her chest.

Did having a child change how he saw his wife? The days of satisfying lust and clinging to each other like beasts now seemed like just a dream. Now it felt like a tale from the distant past.

Somehow, she felt regretful and disappointed about that. The days of being passionately loved in his arms flashed through her mind. Even at that time while she was feeling anxious about being intimate with her husband’s son, at least when in his arms, she craved him to the point where her mind went blank.

She felt that way even after knowing they were a couple that couldn’t be together under the same sky. But now, she could only sense consideration and warm affection from him towards her.

It was natural since they had become a father and mother. While Celia was lost in these futile thoughts, she suddenly felt a gaze on her. When she turned her head, Eugen was already close by.

“Ah, the baby…”

“He’s sleeping.”

He pointed towards where the cradle was. Like he said, the child was sleeping soundly in the cozy cradle, breathing softly. Celia looked at him with an impressed expression at his hidden skill of putting the child to sleep so skillfully. Eugen also looked down at her with a smiling face. That’s when it happened.

Was it an illusion? His gaze seemed somewhat unsettling. The look in his eyes, which had been soothing and comforting the child just moments ago, had clearly changed. His eyes slowly moved downward, and Celia followed his gaze, lowering her head along with it.

“……”

Celia bit her lip tightly as she looked down. It was because she realized where his eyes were directed.

Milk was continuously flowing from her br*east, which she hadn’t properly covered after nursing the child. The man’s eyes began to glitter savagely as he saw the milky white liquid soaking the front of her dress and creating dark stains.

“Um, Eugen.”

Celia called out to him, moistening her dry lips. As she did so, she raised one hand to lightly cover her chest. It was because she instinctively felt where his gaze was landing and what he wanted.

The man slowly walked towards her. His eyes remained fixed on her.

Celia curled up more, trying to hide her br*easts that were dripping with milk. It was an attempt to escape his sight, but she was already completely engulfed in the large shadow he had cast.

“……”

“What are you hiding?”

She slowly raised her head towards the source of the voice that carried a strange heat. Eyes holding pitch-black darkness were shining towards her.

“Eugen.”

The man’s eyes moved to her clumsily covered chest. As if his mouth was watering just from looking, he ran his tongue over his lips once before leaning his body towards her.

“I’m a bit hurt.”

When he stretched his lips into a smile, Celia involuntarily shuddered.

“P-please go out. It’s a bit embarrassing…”

Although she managed to utter these words, Eugen didn’t seem to have any intention of listening.

“I’m embarrassed… if you could just leave for a moment.”

The more she tried to hide, the more persistent his gaze became, and the amount of milk dripping from her chest increased. Realizing that he had no intention of stepping back, Celia struggled to tie the cloth covering her chest. But it didn’t seem to mean much as it was already soaked through. Moreover, her hands kept slipping due to the strange tension flowing through her entire body.

Watching this scene intently, Eugen opened his mouth.

“Looks like I need to help a bit.”

“No… Ah!”

Before she could say anything, the hand covering her chest was removed by him. When her exposed br*easts were fully revealed under his eyes, Celia didn’t know what to do.

“Let go, let go. Get away… Nngh!”

Her br*east, dripping with milk, was suddenly sucked into the ferocious man’s mouth.

As Eugen knelt in front of Celia and burrowed between her legs, beginning to bite her br*east, Celia tried to push him away, shaking her head.

Slurp, suck.

The lewd sounds echoing in her ears and the sensation of his tongue and lips greedily sucking overwhelmed her senses.

“Eugen!”

He began to suck obsessively, clinging to Celia’s br*easts like a nursing child. The sight of her plump br*easts being sucked into his mouth was excessively lewd.

“No, ah!”

Celia cried out, gripping his hair.

“You’ll wake the baby, wife.”

He paused his sucking for a moment to speak. His breath, tinged with amus*ment, touched her sensitive flesh, making it stand even more sensitively.

“We should let him have good dreams.”

“D-don’t, this is… this is too strange…”

Celia desperately tried to pull his head away. As if the grip on his hair didn’t hurt at all, he bit her nipple even more obsessively. He even squeezed her br*easts with both hands and sucked hard.

“Nngh, ah… huh.”

It felt strange that the milk meant for the baby was being sucked by a grown man, her husband no less. What’s even stranger was the area below that was starting to get as wet as her chest.

“Don’t do this… I don’t like it. The baby, the baby needs to eat this.”

“Didn’t you intend to make me your son?”

“……”

“You called me ‘son,’ remember?”

As he smiled and gently teased her nipple with his tongue before biting down hard, Celia unconsciously let out a moan.

“Well then, why don’t you treat me like a son?”

She couldn’t gather her thoughts amidst the lewd words pouring out. He seemed determined to torment her.

“T-that’s…”

He clearly had a habit of tormenting her by bringing up past events that were embarrassing to even remember. How else could this be explained?

“Come on. Soothe and comfort me, I mean.”

As he stuck out his tongue and tapped the tip of her nipple, an indescribable pleasure surged through her.

“How can you…”

When the man who was sucking her nipple with his tongue met her eyes, Celia trembled. It was because meeting his eyes while he sucked her nipple was exactly like when she br*eastfed the child. Moreover, his eyes were the same blue as her son’s.

It felt as if a grown child was suckling at her br*east, and Celia felt like she was losing her mind.

“Nngh, don’t, don’t…”

The more she resisted, the more persistent his tongue and lips became on her br*east. The firmness of his teeth that occasionally grazed her was enough to make her n*pples visibly erect. All these reactions were so shameful that Celia could only tug at his hair desperately.

“It hurts.”

He finally seemed to feel the pain, slightly furrowing his brow.

“Then stop, you can just stop…”

Celia pleaded with him, whimpering. She resented him for clinging to her and continuing to suck her milk when he could just let go.

“I’m cherishing it.”

Celia felt dizzy at his mischievous response.

“It’s not… yours.”

“It is mine.”

Seemingly displeased with his wife’s answer, he bared his teeth and bit down hard on her nipple.

“Ah!”

As strong stimulation was added to her sensitive flesh, tears welled up in Celia’s eyes. When she looked at him reproachfully, Eugen gently licked her ar*ola with his tongue as if to soothe her. During this, her stimulated br*east suddenly gushed out white liquid. He gladly drank it up.