Lyra hesitated initially when she saw Orion's expression but eventually nodded in response. She was determined to find out what had led her daughter to enjoy such an act, no matter what.
Witnessing this scene, Celeste couldn't help but shake her head and frown. She could tell that Lyra had fallen into a trap set by her son; however, she didn't interrupt. After all, it wasn't a lie to say that they were all curious about the reasons behind Ingrid's and Ursa's behaviour that night.
So, she merely observed to see how this was going to unfold. The others shared the same idea and did the same, observing.
Orion extended his hand toward Lyra and raised an eyebrow before proceeding to lightly pinch her nipple.
"… Hee!" Lyra flinched as she felt Orion's fingers graze over her sensitive nipple.
It's worth noting that after childbirth, their breasts had undergone a significant increase, accompanied by a slight increase in sensitivity, which was natural as they had already started producing breast milk.
Suddenly, drops of clear white milky breast milk spilt from her pinched breast, staining her fingers and thighs. Surprisingly, it didn't take long before her other motherly breast released several drops of breast milk. Orion raised a brow in surprise as he watched this scene.
He had only intended to divert Lyra's attention towards something else since there was no way he could explain how Ingrid and Ursa had awakened their dominant sides during kushi. He had chosen to play along that time to see how far their new tendencies would influence their kushi together.
Surprisingly, it made the experience even better.
Orion slightly increased the amount of force he applied to her breast, causing Lyra to moan loudly.
"Did I say that you could moan?" Orion asked with a harsh tone and a deep, displeased expression.
Lyra's eyes widened at Orion's odd tone, immediately thinking she had done something wrong. "Sorry," she said, biting her lips.
Strangely, after her apology, the milk leaking from her breasts increased.
Orion shifted his gaze toward her thighs, noticing the subtle shivering.
Seeing this, Orion gulped and increased the pressure of his grip from all angles on both her breasts. He noticed Lyra getting wetter from her dripping breastmilk and wet patches spreading on her tulga.
Witnessing this scene, Orion withdrew his hands. Though he had always suspected it due to Lyra's tendency for rougher kushi, he had never explored it further, unwilling to inflict pain on his women.
However, seeing Lyra's reaction to the pain, given her sensitive nipples, Orion realized he had uncovered another hidden tendency of his woman.
Orion immediately withdrew his hands and patiently waited for Lyra to catch her breath.
Firstly, it was Ayla who seemed to like anal to the extent that she always felt like their Kushi was amazing whenever he finished in her ass, or even better, used her ass from the beginning till he finished, to his mother and Celia, who always enjoyed bathing in his semen, and Ursa, and Ingrid who had both awakened some kind of dominant trait and now to Lyra who seemed to enjoy pain and pleasure mixed together, which meant that she was a masochist.
"Is that all?" Lyra asked, doubt obvious in her eyes as she struggled to see the connection between Orion's previous actions and understanding what Ursa and Ingrid had done that night.
Orion leaned in and whispered something into her ear, prompting Lyra's eyes to widen, piquing the curiosity of all the women in the room.
"What are you two discussing?" Derry asked, narrowing her eyes at Orion and Lyra as soon as he pulled back.
"Don't worry, it's nothing important. Come on, let's continue with the meeting," Orion said, swiftly redirecting the conversation toward the other matters at hand.
Derry was about to respond; however, Celeste intervened, "He's right. We need to wrap this up quickly so we can get some sleep and be ready to handle the kids tomorrow," Celeste said. "Whatever secrets they're keeping is their business. We all have secrets, and I'm sure none of us would appreciate someone digging into them."
Orion acknowledged his mother's adept handling of the situation, mentally giving her a thumbs up for maintaining order among the women.
In recent months, her leadership role had become firmly established, dissuading anyone from causing trouble in her presence to avoid her wrath. Crystalia and Elysia, however, remained exceptions.
As a former princess unaccustomed to obeying rules, Crystalia retained a rebellious demeanour, leading to occasional clashes with his mother. Meanwhile, Elysia supported Crystalia and only stepped in to correct her when she felt she had crossed some boundaries.
Despite Orion's efforts to mediate and prevent physical altercations, they insisted on handling the matter themselves, asking him to stay out. He had no choice but to observe how they would resolve the issue.
Derry sighed deeply and nodded in response. She was already at odds with Greta and Vivian and had the necessary backing to go against Celeste, so she chose to remain quiet.
Lyra sighed but continued to look at Orion throughout the meeting, pondering the meaning behind his words.
Although she was worried about whether Orion had discovered her secret, she chose to wait and see what he had in mind.
During the meeting, Orion learned that his women had been discussing the Orion Cities. They proposed managing it as a family business, an idea he didn't object to as long as the cities operated efficiently.
In fact, Orion had previously shared details about how he managed the city with one of them, highlighting the screened villagers and Prismerions providing him with a complete report of everything going on with each city every week, which he had to constantly check.
When he mentioned their considerable payment, they were surprised and even joked about doing the work and keeping the wealth for themselves instead of always using the family wealth as they pleased.
Apart from Anara, whom the women had called for advice because she was the only one overseeing a territory and several hundred individuals for the longest time, Celeste was present out of curiosity, interested in ensuring the home was in order.