I reasoned that it was possible Lyra knew she has been pregnant for some time. She had been wearing baggy clothing, and she had been hiding in her room and out of view as much as possible. She also vehemently insisted that she wasn’t pregnant, and seemed to be scared and openly trying to avoid coming out after I decided to get all of the girls tested.
In a way, it was good that I forced this issue and knew that she was pregnant now. On the other hand, I wasn’t 100% sure how I felt about it. The biggest problem was that I didn’t know if the baby was really mine. Technically, it could just as easily be called Caleb’s child. I hadn’t even really been thinking about this problem up until now, but now that I knew my true origin and who I was, it was a dilemma.
When it came to Terah or Bernice, these women were natives to this country, and I was committed to creating an heir before I left. However, Lyra was someone from my old life in Amaryllis. I had just gotten open to the thoughts of making her part of my harem. When I saw her having a baby, I had always imagined the child would be mine. Then again, if the child technically wasn’t mine, then I’d have no hang ups about impregnating her when she came of age. I still wasn’t certain what I would do with my own daughters, but if Lyra’s baby was technically Caleb’s…
That all depended on the hope that she kept the baby. There was a chance that she wouldn’t. There was also a chance that she ended up Queen of this country. That was actually a scary thought. I could end up losing her forever if that was the case. At the very least, the child would be lost. To me, this was absolutely unacceptable. Therefore, I immediately started to make some plans.
I informed my guards to take the cat-masked girl and bring her to the castle and clean her up. She’d be joining my harem shortly. This was only a temporary assignment. This journey to Amaryllis was turning into something more than an assassination attempt. I needed to smuggle my girls back into Amaryllis. This is why as soon as we returned, I followed Lyra back to her room. She only noticed when she reached her door.
Without looking at me, she rested on hand on the door and sighed. “What do you want?”
“You’re pregnant.” I said.
“Congratulations.” She said. “You’ve created another baby.”
I laughed awkwardly. “Shouldn’t I be congratulating you?”
I let out a sigh, “Lyra, you’re still coming with me on this trip to Amaryllis.”
“I thought you said the point was to get everyone pregnant. I’m already pregnant.”
“Your mission is something far more important.” I shrugged. “Once we reach Amaryllis, I want you to go to my house. Seek refuge with Aunt Rose and my sisters.”
“Aunt Ro-… Clyburn’s home?” She spun around, her face flashing with anger and confusion. “Why do you want me to go there?”
“You don’t belong to anyone else. I won’t have you or your child being raised here. Nothing against this place. Since the moment I decided to go abroad, I had committed myself that I’d need to produce some children whom I wouldn’t be in their lives. This world has given me no choice in the matter. However, when it comes to you, I refuse. I don’t want you or your baby to grow up without me. Maybe it’s my own selfishness, but I just can’t.”
“C-Clyburn?” Her eyes started to widen as she stared at me.
“I’ve put you through so much.” I said bitterly. “At first, I thought you were a bit much in that pussy market and so I tried to avoid you. Then, you said you were determined to have babies with me and I started to think you were just like every other women, so I pushed you away. Then there was that party gang rape, and the trial, and then the shit with Diba. I feel like things are going south again. This trip to Amaryllis won’t be simple, and I don’t want you caught up in it. As soon as we land, flee to my house and just hold up there. I will return… eventually. Lyra… I love-“
“Just shut up and kiss me!”
“Mm? Mmm!” Her lips planted against mine, and her soft chest pressed against my body.
I didn’t push her any farther. Instead, the pair of us stayed like that, holding each other in the hallway. Finally, she let go and put her head on my chest.
“I’m sorry…I screwed up.” Lyra said, her eyes wet with tears. “I shouldn’t have given in and gotten pregnant.”
I chuckled. “I’m the idiot who pushed you down. I was just so excited to see you my brain stopped working. I don’t know if you realize this or not, but I’m not a guy who thinks about the consequences too much.”
Lyra giggled, pressing tighter against me. “Neither am I. Why does everything have to be complicated?”
“You mean, why do I have to get blown up and then impregnate the woman I love while wearing the body of another man?”
“Sh-shut up…” She said in response, but there was no strength it.
I reached up and patted her head, and we finally broke apart. I wished her a good night and Lyra finally closed the door. It was only then that I noticed Brooke was standing at her door and watching me with her arms crossed.
“Hm… so you seem to have made up.” She said, grinning slightly.
“Yeah… well, it was just a misunderstanding, right? I knew I could get my emotions across if I tried strongly enough.”
“Cool…” Brooke turned away, looking like there was something she wanted to say, but was holding back.
“What is it? Is there something wrong with Lyra?” I asked, a crease on my brow.
Brooke shook her head. “No. I don’t care about Lyra. It’s just… she’s pregnant, and I’m not.”
Brooke shrugged, dropping her arm to her side, “I don’t know. When you started going on about getting us all tested, there was a part of me that was kind of excited at the thought that I might be pregnant. When I found out that I wasn’t… it was like… what was it all for?”
Brooke snorted and rolled her eyes. “Yeah… uh huh… with a dude? I don’t think so.”
“Oh, come on, you definitely came. I heard you panting a moaning while I gave it to you.”
“I faked it!” Brooke shot me a wry look. “I had to put on a show for the demons.”
“Is that all our encounter was to you? A show? A means of getting pregnant.”
“Yup.” She enunciated the words with her lips, raising an eyebrow as if daring me to object.
I decided my pride was better off if I didn’t push into her true psyche. I wouldn’t let a lesbian woman of all things wound my pride. I supposed it was arrogant of me to think my penis would somehow turn Brooke straight, but it was also true she had feminine desires, such as the desire to have a child. In that respect, I was still her best bet.
“When I get back to normal, we’ll have a baby. I want you to return home in Amaryllis too.”
She suddenly straightened, her eyes widening. “Leave you behind? Absolutely not.”
I bit my lip. “That damn grandfather said I had to impregnate everyone or he’d do it. Unless you want that fucker pushing you down, the best thing you can do is not be on the return flight for Matahari.”
“Do you believe he’ll follow through, even with what you’ve accomplished?” She asked.
“Do you want to take the risk?” I threw up my hands. “I don’t know what the man is capable of. However, he’s the patriarch of the royal family and he’s dangerous. I have no doubt that he might be willing to do anything if he puts his mind to it.”
She shivered for a moment, but a look of resolve appeared on her face. “That may be the case, but there is no way I can leave you like that. I’m your bodyguard. As soon as I decided I’d protect you, that went above my own safety.”
“Yeah… I know…” I sighed. “You’ve already been forced to prove that too many times. I wish my life was a bit less turbulent.”
Brooke chuckled. “At least it’s interesting. What other guy could I guard who would have me meeting demons, pirates and Queens. I’ve been in a hellish mine, a mansion, a palace… it’s been a lifetime worth of excitement.”
I looked up at her, biting my lip. “Thank you… for sticking by me. I love you too. I guess, is what I wanted to say. I didn’t say it before, and I just wanted you to know. Whatever happens… I love you too.”
Brooke reached out and grabbed me, pulling me into an unexpected embrace. Her body was warm and hard, but comforting in many ways too. Her body, her smell, and her feel were all very familiar to me. It wasn’t just the feel of someone I had worked out and practiced with, but someone who I had been through thick and thin beside. She patted my back and we held each other for a moment before she pushed me away and cleared her throat.
“That was me accepting it. Don’t get any ideas.” She sniffed. “The next time we have sex, there will definitely be a woman between us.”
“A threesome? I can’t say I have any complaints. Just let me pick the girl. You’ve picked a couple brutes in the past.”
“When I’m drunk!” Brooke protested. “I can’t be held accountable for drunk Brooke.”
“Ah… and was it, drunk Brooke who was feeling up Callie…” I chuckled, but suddenly her foot was on my foot and she was crushing it. “Ah… s-sorry…”
“You’re getting pretty ballsy if you think you can mention that. You’re the punk cross-dressing…” Her expression was turning scary.
“I repent! I’m repenting!”
She finally let go of my foot and I bid her farewell. I ended up limping back to the room while grumbling to myself. We had a moment going there. Who knew her reverse scale was hitting on me when I was dressed as a girl? It was joke! I was just joking. Brooke had no sense of humor sometimes.
When I opened the door to my room, the guards pushed forward and lowered their spears. There was a girl standing in the middle of my room. She was wearing something much like the servants, which was to say her body was pretty much exposed completely.
“Kemala?” I asked, my eyebrows rising.
“B-brother….” She eyes the guards with spears pointed at her nervously. “I came to… um…”
She couldn’t complete what she was going to say, but by the bright red on her cheeks, it was pretty clear what she had in mind. As for me, I didn’t know how to react to her sudden presence.
“It’s okay, ladies, you can go.” I gave the guards orders to leave.
The two girls looked uncertain as they exchanged looks. When it came to other women, there was probably no problem at all, but Kemala was the one who was accused of poisoning me. Well, before the guards started watching me in the castle, I had spent time alone with Kemala. If she wanted me dead, she would have had the opportunity before now. It had never made sense that she was the one to do it.
Thankfully, I didn’t need to give the guards more than a look. They’d probably inform my mom of this and I might get an earful for it tomorrow morning, but at least for the moment, I was alone with Kemala again.
“So, what are you doing here?” I asked casually.
I wasn’t dumb. I knew exactly why she was here. A woman didn’t visit a man’s room at night dressed like that for any other reason. Her young, light brown body shone through her nearly transparent clothing. Unlike Veronika, she had a little bit of hair down there. I could see it through her non existant underwear which left nothing to the imagination.
“Brother, after… after getting the test…”
I smiled wryly as her words broke off. So, it was like that, huh? I made everyone get a test to satisfy my own worries. Those concerns had been properly relieved. With four women pregnant already, I genuinely hoped that grandpa’s ridiculous decree had been dropped. Even if the man was slated to die, there was always a chance. If he had mentally prepared to have my women, he might decide to take an early sampling. It was that kind of thing.
However, my attempt to get everyone tested had hit a lot of the girl’s hard too. Brooke began to contemplate her desire to have children. Lyra finally let her guard down enough that she was willing to accept what I said. Now, it appeared, Kemala had decided that she wanted to have a chance at a baby too. I wanted to say she was too young, but now that Veronika was pregnant who was even younger than her, there was no reason I shouldn’t. I had already impregnated Kemala’s older sister too, but she didn’t know that.
“You’re concerned about getting pregnant?” I finally interrupted the girl’s stuttering and hopefully got to the heart of the matter.
Kemala lowered her head and nodded. “Yes… you have gotten many girl’s pregnant, but to date, I’m still a virgin.”
I nodded thoughtfully. “Then, you wish to go further?”
I couldn’t say I hadn’t thought about playing with Kemala, especially when she came out in her swim suit that showed practically everything. It wasn’t like I wasn’t interested.
“P-please teach me.” She responded nervously, looking down shyly.
If her erotic outfit didn’t do it, then that expression on her face did. Kemala fell in the same camp as her sister and Veronika. I’d only be doing her a favor by getting her pregnant. Well, If I had to have sex, I might as well enjoy the experience.
“Remove your clothing.” I gave the order in a princely and assertive manner.
At least one thing I had gained since I had come to this country is that I could talk more assertively when making demands. Even as Clyburn, I always felt a little nervous. When I made requests for sex from the girls around me, I was always a little off, and seemed more perverted than I wanted to. Now, I could demand a woman service me with a haughty and clear expression. Women liked assertive men. I think.
I watched as she shed the translucent garments she had on. She had to be very careful removing them, because they were so thin, they’d likely rip if she made any movements that were too violent. Looking her body up and down, little was lost or gained with or without the garments. In fact, if it came to sex, pushing them aside and having her wouldn’t have even been a problem.
After admiring her body until she blushed a bit, I removed my robe and pulled down my pants, revealing myself just as nude as she. This caused her eyes to dart to my erect penis a couple of times, followed by more blushing.
“Do you want to lie down, or do you want me to throw you onto the bed?” I asked, a mischievous look in my eyes.
I liked seeing the flustered look on her face. Naturally, she didn’t know how to progress and was looking for me to guide her, but giving out options like that certainly had a satisfying effect too. She leaped on the bed, but still didn’t spread her legs. Her hands were on her chest and she still seemed as frightened as a kitten.
I flopped down next to her, and she looked over at me with interest. My penis was touching her leg, and she seemed to squirm wherever my skin contacted her own. I reached out and touched her cheek. Suddenly, I felt wetness and pulled back. She was crying!
“Kemala…” My brow furrowed. “We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.”
“Brother…” She said softly, closing her eyes and then grabbing my hand and pulling it to her cheek. “I had always dreamed of this.”
“What do you mean?”
“Since the day I was born, I was always prepared to be brother’s woman. I eagerly waited for the day that I would officially be in your harem. It was my very important dream.
“Then, when you turned 12, you didn’t produce any children, and you grew angry and started to treat your women harsher and harsher. I saw some of them. Crying. Hurt. I began to see my dream start to crack and shatter. I still held out hope that we could be together like this, but I also feared you. You’ve had such anger. When that doctor declared you infertile, you… well… I remember the screams. It was the last time I saw you genuinely smile. After that, it was only cruelty that seemed to bring you pleasure.
“Even then, I thought that might be enough. If you were cruel to me, then at least I could make you happy. So, when you struck my face, even though I was fearful, if it could make you smile even for a moment, at least my purpose was fulfilled. Since I could never bring you a child, at least you could use my body for your enjoyment.
“When you were poisoned, I saw my dream shatter. Everything I was had no meaning anymore. I was lost, and lifeless, but then… my brother came back to me. Now you have the thing you had been wanting all these years. You have children. A dream I thought dead is now a dream I see unfolding in front of me. I’m not crying because I’m sad brother… I’m just so happy… please… please enjoy me. Please make me pregnant.”
I moved my lips torward hers, and even though she tasted a bit salty, the warmth was all I could feel. My hands fell on her small breasts, and I rolled on top of her, spreading her legs with my knees. We continued to kiss as I carefully lined up my cock. I pushed the head inside her. Kemala wasn’t extremely wet. She likely didn’t have enough experience with sex to get particularly aroused. However, I continued to work my way inside her. Meanwhile, she clung tightly to me, kissing me, as if afraid this moment would end.
For her, this was something she had been waiting almost 13 years for. This was literally her reason for being, just as my reason for being was to make babies with women. This was a harsh reality I had rejected for some time. When I had sex, it was always for enjoyment. Even when I got women pregnant, it was mostly by accident. It was only during this last week that I had truly started to act as the breeder this world had wanted me to be.
In many ways, I had fought this fate of mine. I told myself I wanted to take care of every child and every woman, no matter how unrealistic that request was. Perhaps, if half of them were male, I could make that desire a reality. However, I also realized that simply doing my duty to make babies also wasn’t bad.
It took about a minute to get my cock inside her tight pussy. Even then, it was only about two thirds in. I didn’t want to push it in any farther. She was really tight, and it felt great. I finally pulled my lips away from her mouth, and Kemala gasped for breath.
“Brother…. is inside me… I feel… so complete.”
“You feel amazing.” I said, patting her head softly.
She closed her eyes and smiled. “Keep going!”
I nodded and started increasing my movements in and out of her. I steadily began to pick up speed, although I still couldn’t get much more of my dick inside her. She started making moaning noises, but she also clung tightly to me, as if she wanted to hold me as closely as possible. Her smile also didn’t falter no matter how fast I went. I finally reached my limit and my cock swelled insider her.
“I’m going to cum!” I declared.
“Yes, please! I want your baby!”
My seed finally erupted, and although I wasn’t deep, I could feel it shooting deep inside her. As cum filled her womb, she finally opened her eyes and looked up at me, her smile widening even more.
“I love you, brother!”