Page 98 of The Soulbond and Her Beloved

Chapter twenty-two

IMPOSSIBILITIES 2

Daemonikaistoodoutsidehischamber, alone with the healer.

"So, uhm, I know you have had children before, but you may have forgotten some things," she began carefully. "It is my duty to remind you of them."

Daemonikai gave a small nod, signaling for her to continue.

"First and foremost—rest. While Emeriel must remain active, she also needs plenty of rest. It is essential for both mother and child."

He listened intently.

"Sexual intimacy is very important during this period. Your semen is needed to help keep both the mother and child healthy. Even when the pregnancy progresses into the later months and becomes uncomfortable for her, you will still need to find a way to make it happen," the healer added matter-of-factly.

Daemonikai winced. A significant obstacle lay in their path. Emeriel was not ready yet.

"If you are… well endowed." The healer’s cheeks colored slightly, but she remained professional. "She may not be able to accommodate you as she once did. That is normal. Listen to her and adjust accordingly. Reaching her womb, or even near it, will cause discomfort, or outright pain. Avoid that, but you may…” she cleared her throat. "If she is climaxing, you may coat the surrounding areas with your… uhm…”

Daemonikai lifted a brow.

"Your semen." The healer regained composure. "As for feeding… unless she finds it pleasurable, avoid drinking from her. As she is not a host, the experience will start to cause discomfort once the pregnancy advances. If you must take from her, do not drink much—only sips. And ensure you flood her with pheromones before and during."

He gave a short nod.

The healer glanced at the chamber door. "I will have my apprentice deliver the herbal mixtures she will require. Ensure she avoids stress and eats well."

Daemonikai stored every instruction like scripture as she went on and on.

Finally, after she had covered all grounds, did she bow and take her leave.

A throat cleared behind him. "I wish to speak, Your Grace."

Daemonikai turned and regarded Faiwick. Then, waved a hand of approval.

"It is essential you satisfy the basic instincts. Sexlust, especially. We must prevent another feral episode at all costs."

Daemonikai's heart sank.What if I lose control and attack her again?

He growled, banishing the thought. "I cannot allow that to happen."

Faiwick regarded him. He was one of the few who knew of his madness' return... what happened with Emeriel.

"You truly cannot, Your Majesty," the male said gravely. "Something must be done. Even if it means taking other females to bed."

Daemonikai gave him a sharp, lethal glare. "Never.”

“Your Majesty…”

"I feel no desire for another," he said, voice cold as iron. "Even the thought of itenragesme."

"I apologize, Your Grace, but you may have to, especially as she is unable to engage in intimacies." Faiwick grimaced. "It is all for the greater good. If you were to have another episode, you would greatly endanger her life—"

"Shut the fuck up, Faiwick," Daemonikai gritted. "I would never endanger them."

"I apologize, Your Majesty." Faiwick’s eyes lowered. "It is my duty as her healer to remind you. I believe we both want what is best for her and for the little one."

Daemonikai’s jaw locked so damn hard it ached. He looked away.

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