She is still lost in these thoughts when they turn the final corner to her chambers. The sight before her makes her stop abruptly.
The door to her room is open.
Behind her, Dalla stiffens, her sharp intake of breath barely audible. Joana's heartbeat quickens as she stares at the entrance. Jeyne and Marra would have closed it before leaving. They were meticulous about such things. There was no reason—no reason at all—for the door to be open.
Even the Emperor notices, his brows drawing together in confusion.
"I shall see what it is, Your Majesty," Dalla says quickly, stepping forward.
Joana's instinct is to follow, but the Emperor catches her wrist. She barely notices, barely registers the silent warning in his grip. She must see for herself. She wrenches her hand free and steps forward, unable to stand still and wait.
She follows Dalla through the doorway, heart hammering, every step slow and deliberate. The tension coils tighter in her chest—until she hears Dalla's soft sigh of relief.
"It's nothing," the maid says.
The room is untouched. Clean, sweet-smelling, everything in its place. And yet, Joana cannot shake the unease curling in her stomach.
"Check my allowance," she orders, stepping further inside. "And look in the nursery."
The Emperor enters behind her, his gaze sweeping across the familiar room. She turns to him, watching as his expression shifts. He has been here countless times, and yet, he, too, looks as if he is searching for something out of place.
Joana moves toward him, but she miscalculates. Her hip knocks against the back of a chair.
Strange.
After weeks in these chambers, she knows every inch of the space. She can move through it in the dark without hesitation. But now—now she is misstepping.
"Be careful," the Emperor murmurs.
He walks toward her, closing the door behind him with a nudge of his foot. Joana tries to release the tension in her shoulders, but it lingers. The unease clings to her even as he runs a reassuring hand down her back and pulls her close.
He noses the curve of her jaw, his breath warm against her skin. Joana smiles, fingers curling into the fabric of his doublet.
Dalla reappears in the doorway to the nursery, curtsying. "Everything is as it was, Consort," she says. "Jeyne and Marra must have forgotten to close the door on their way out."
Joana nods, though she is still unconvinced.
"You may go then, Dalla," she murmurs. "Take the night for yourself. The Emperor will be with me."
The maid nods, offering another deep curtsy before retreating. She does not turn her back as she exits, ever respectful.
Now, they are alone.
Joana lifts her gaze, peering at the Emperor through her lashes, a knowing smile playing at the edges of her lips. He watches her in return, his expression softer now, the corners of his mouth curving slightly. His hands rest gently against her back, warm and steady.
"When the babe is born," he says, voice quiet yet firm, "I'll tell my mother to grant your family the reward they are due. We just have to wait for the sex."
Joana tilts her head slightly. "I am not worthy of any reward, Your Majesty," she whispers.
The Emperor shakes his head. "You are." His thumb brushes absently over the fabric of her dress. "The money will be yours to do with as you please. Fifty thousand dragons for a girl. Eighty thousand for a boy."
His lips find her temple, pressing there for a lingering moment before he inhales deeply, as if committing her scent to memory. "If we have more children, the rewards will be yours as well."
A thought flickers through her mind, and before she can stop herself, she chuckles softly.
The Emperor pulls back slightly, studying her expression. "What?" he asks, curiosity sparking in his gaze.
"I just remembered something amusing I was told," she says, shaking her head lightly. "Nothing more."
He hums, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Well," he says, wrapping an arm firmly around her waist, "I suppose I shall have to work harder if you are so easily distracted in my presence."
Before she can protest, he captures her lips in a kiss. His fingers slide up her back, finding the laces of her gown with practiced ease.
Joana pushed him away. " I am pregnant. You know it right? "
Emperor paused...but then said," It hasn't been a full month yet...I knew nothing would happen... at least not yet."
Joana didn't say anything as I was thinking about something...
She wasn't actually that oppose to getting fucked in pregnancy. Her hormones were doing a perfect job of arousing her.
Emperor just eyes Joana, and when he saw anticipation in her eyes and her silence, yes. He smiled and said, " Make sure nobody found out about this ... especially Queen Mother."
The Emperor stared at his prey; the anticipation of what was to come made his rod hot and hard.
He had been pent up for Days and was aching for a release.
Release inside his favorite hole... Joana's hole.
As for his conviction of not having sex during pregnancy, well he reasoned that it was just the first month, actually just 2 weeks.
It was with such shaky logic that he decided to proceed to have his food.
"Hehe, my drink is here," Giving a vulgar smile, the emperor placed his metal goblet right in front of those hardened brown buds and then eagerly grasped one of her boobs and gave it a squeeze as if they were producing milk.
"*Mnnnn*" And the sinful nature of it, as well as having such a sensitive area knead, ed caused Joana to let out an involuntary moan.
"I..I still need to give birth for them to produce milk.." Joana whispered.
But he was more interested in enjoying these fresh, juicy globules, as he squeezed and kneaded and pressed, each time as if they were producing out a tiny jet of milk.
These tender melons felt exquisite to the touch.
Emperor would occasionally pinch these brown patches, turning them almost red and causing Joana to grit her teeth as she tried to swallow her moans.
Aside from the sensation of touch, he also enjoyed the sight, loving it.
"*Mnnnn*, *Nnnnn*, *Mmmm*" The lady experiencing these sensations could only clench her teeth and let out deep, nasal moans, clenching her teeth tightly to not give the emperor the satisfaction of hearing her moans.
'Heh, let's see how she can hold on,' The emperor, seeing this brave resistance, only sniggered in his mind, more than happy to let his dear Joana continue her struggle.
It would make the show more interesting this way, especially as he very much looked forward to seeing that hardened facade crumble and Joana started to moan under him like a whore.
With that thought, Alexander spent some time pressing them.
In the meantime, Joana simply bit down on her lips and tried to stay as still as possible so as not to spill her drink, letting out deep nasal moans now and then.
And finally, that attack ended, and he stopped.
Seeing Joana's face, the emperor said.
"You are making it seem like I'm forcing you. I'm not. If you don't have to do any of this just say it. And I will be more than happy to let you go. All you need to do is ask."
But though he made it sound simple, Joana knew she could never accept that option.
Although she wanted to stop these activities, she actually couldn't... subconsciously, she wanted to do such things... especially since doing it during pregnancy made her look forward to it.
She was also worried about the baby, but she thought, 'If it hasn't been a month yet, probably there won't be any problem.'
Joana looked ahead. "Now what my lord ?"
The emperor didn't say anything and pulled her dress.
He saw her naked body..it was as white as milk...
He pulled her and kissed her.
Joana didn't think much and responded. They fought with their toungs for a bit when she felt herself getting thrown into bed.
"Ahh..." She felt surprised and saw that instead of spreading her legs, the emperor closed them.
Her legs were touching each other.
Emperor spread her ass cheeks and saw a tiny hole and a blackish slit.
He produced some saliva and dropped it on the slit.
Joana felt something wet and cold touching he pussy. The feeling...she never felt something like that before.
Then emperor covered her body with his and whispered in her ear..." Are you comfortable?"
Joana nodded, and before she could do anything, she felt something entering inside her from between her legs and dividing her body in two.
Emperor penetrated her in one swift motion...
"Mmm~" Joana moaned..."Be gentle..."
Emperor nodded and pounded her slowly. He has to consider her well-being too. He definitely can't fuck her Brains out... at least not to the extent that she couldn't even walk...
She was pregnant after all ...