“I’m telling you I’m fine! If I thought having another child would be too much, I would have given up. I want to spend my life with all of you too.”

They were going in circles. Lyrica bit her lip, withdrew her hand from Lucas’s grip, and spoke. If they were worried about her health, shouldn’t they ask the person who knew her condition best?

“If Helena opposes it too, I’ll give up.”

“Really? Then tomorrow we can all call Helena and ask…”

“No, I’m going to ask her right now.”

What if they bribed Helena during that delay? 

Separate from loving them, she couldn’t dismiss her suspicions, having witnessed how the Valter brothers would use any means necessary to get what they wanted. 

Just as Lyrica predicted, Lucas’s face immediately fell, and he reluctantly nodded.

“I’ll call my brothers.”

All four of them were somewhat tired of the conflict that showed no signs of resolution. After deciding to leave their fate to Helena, they gathered around Lyrica and waited. 

Soon, Helena, who had been shut away in her research lab and suddenly summoned, arrived and opened her mouth with a bewildered expression at the scene before her.

“Why did you call me, my lady? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

“I want to ask about my health. Would it be alright for me to conceive again?”

Helena’s eyebrow twitched at Lyrica’s careful question. Isn’t that obvious? Deliberately ignoring the penetrating gazes of the brothers, Helena took her time before answering.

“Of course… the Duchess is exceptionally healthy, so you could safely go through pregnancy and childbirth several more times. However…”

“However?”

Despite Noel’s hopeful interruption, Helena’s words offered him no help whatsoever.

“For a healthier delivery, I would need cooperation from the Duke, Marquis, and Count. Moderate exercise actually benefits an expectant mother’s health, but I’m concerned that you don’t even allow the Duchess to walk alone.”

“Ha…”

“Can you take responsibility for your words?”

“Of course.”

Helena remained steadfast despite Lian’s threatening tone. She had never seen anyone as healthy or who recovered as quickly as Lyrica. 

True, she looked delicate with her small, ethereal appearance, but any physician who had worked with the Duchess would agree with her assessment. Helena would stake her painstakingly written research journal on it.

“Thank you, Helena.”

Lyrica, who had been holding and patting the sleeping Edwin, smiled brightly. Faced with her radiant expression that seemed to say “See, I told you so,” Lian, Noel, and Lucas had no choice but to sigh and nod in resignation. 

As Helena hurriedly left, muttering that the herbs she was boiling might burn, Lian, who had been groaning with his hand on his forehead, spoke with a resigned expression.

“Will you let us into your room now?”

“If you all promise to remove your contraceptive rings.”

Lyrica spoke primly, unable to fully suppress her upturned lips. Noel chuckled, took Edwin from her, and raised one eyebrow in warning.

“You should prepare yourself, Lyrica.”

That night, Lyrica had to experience with her entire body that Noel’s warning wasn’t just empty words. Seemingly having forgotten their stubborn opposition of recent days, the brothers were busy competing to deposit even one more drop inside her. 

No matter how many times one of them cl*maxed, the other brothers wouldn’t be satisfied until they had released inside Lyrica just as many times. 

Initially pleased that they seemed to want a child as much as she did, Lyrica became completely exhausted when their lovemaking continued without pause throughout the day.

“Ah, hng… enough now… mmph!”

“Haa… we’re far from done, Lyri. You need to take from everyone equally. Right?”

Her fair body shook back and forth with Lucas’s thr*sts. With no strength left to make sounds after too many climaxes, Lyrica looked at Lucas with reddened eyes, shaking her head. 

Her swollen bud had become so sensitive that even a brush of air made it tingle, and heat radiated from her puffy n*pples, constantly warming her body. 

Lyrica writhed, breathing heavily, feeling she might burst open. Tightly gripping Noel and Lian in her hands while panting, she looked so provocative that Noel growled and claimed her lips, swallowing her breath.

“Haa… nng… No-el… hnngh…”

Trembling with pleasure, Lyrica moaned while reflexively sucking on Noel’s thick tongue. The sight of three men clinging to one woman, ravishing her entire body, always evoked a sense of sinful pleasure. 

Soon Lucas reached his cl*max with rough breaths, shuddering his hips and releasing deep inside her. When his still-vigorous member smoothly withdrew from her entrance, which was messily covered with overflowing seed, white fl*id dripped from her pulsing opening.

“Hng… hic… mmm…”

Her frail body convulsed, covered in bodily fl*ids. Yet still not relinquishing her pleasure, she rubbed her cheek against Lian’s member beside her and licked it, causing Noel to exhale sharply as he entered her.

“Mmm… good…”

“You like it? So lewd. Ugh…”

Her entrance, slick with fl*ids, facilitated the insertion of his member. Her reddened inner walls squeezed around his veined shaft. Noel, quickly feeling close to cl*max, bit the inside of his cheek and moved his hips.

“Mmmh… hng! Seed, haaah!”

Lian moved behind Lyrica, who was lying on her side. When his member invaded through the tightly spread entrance alongside Noel’s, Lyrica shuddered and cried out in ecstasy. 

Lucas, who had been watching the scene without blinking, brought his glistening member to Lyrica’s lips and rubbed it against them.

“So greedy, my fairy. Still want more after being fed so much?”

“Mmm… hng… seed, mmph… aah! Aaah!”

Tears of pleasure reddened the corners of her eyes. She licked the veined pink head with her tongue before taking it in her mouth, moaning while sucking it deliciously, treating it like candy. 

Lucas also played with her hair while gently moving his hips. His red eyes darkened further at the sight of her sucking and drawing him in deeply while being rocked by Lian and Noel’s thr*sts.

“Is my c*ck that delicious, Lyri? You’re completely lost in it.”

“Mmm.. mph… hng…”

The brothers pounced on her, seemingly determined to exhaust her completely, venting their frustration from being rejected by her for so long. 

While Lyrica had wanted them too, she had rarely experienced such intense lovemaking, and it felt like her brain might melt into mush. It felt similar to when she first drank the aphrodisiac.

Her entire body felt like one giant erogenous zone. She felt capable of nothing except receiving them. 

Whether this unbearable pleasure came from the aphrodisiac or from her body being thoroughly conditioned by the three brothers, she couldn’t tell, but it no longer mattered. 

Filled with the overwhelming joy of mixing bodies with the people she loved, Lyrica wished this moment would never end.

Her weakened body swayed back and forth, and time flowed ceaselessly through their animalistic mating. The brothers’ members entered and exited her entrance, which was sticky with seed, without pause.

* * *

In the late afternoon, with sunlight stretching long shadows, tiny hands and feet moved restlessly on the thickening summer grass. With bright laughter, a baby crawled around on all fours, its blue eyes sparkling like waves on the sea.

“Be careful, Theo!”

Behind the baby was Edwin, walking with small steps, his arms spread wide. Concerned that his younger sibling might get hurt by a stone, Edwin’s gaze never left Theo.

Just as Lyrica had hoped, Edwin was overjoyed to see his newborn sibling. Every day, he would visit Theo’s room to stroke his soft cheeks and hold his hand, and during playtime, he insisted on being with his brother, quietly playing with toys in front of Theo’s cradle while the baby slept. 

The sight of him caring for his younger sibling while still being a baby himself was incredibly adorable, and Lyrica’s face was constantly graced with waves of smiles.

“There are too many pebbles over there. Let’s go this way, Theo. Okay?”

Edwin blocked Theo’s path, stamping his feet, and tried to guide his brother with a deliberately mature tone. 

Just as he was straining his small body, trying to pick up the baby, Edwin suddenly looked up at a large shadow cast over him.

“So this is where you’ve been playing.”