Chapter 762: Another session with mother - Olivia - r18

The vortex inside her spun faster and faster, greedily drinking from the deepest parts of her being.

Every vessels, every drop of her rich mana was being forcefully drawn out through the connection of his hands on her breasts.

"Kraven—! Ahh...! It’s— it’s sucking me— mmmph—!!"

Her back arched sharply, pushing her overflowing breasts harder into his possessive grip. Her nipples were rock-hard that scraped against his palms with every desperate movement.

The pleasure was no longer building, it was exploding through her in relentless waves.

Julian’s hands tightened instinctively, squeezing her breasts even more strongly as he felt the sudden surge. His fingers dug burningly into the soft flesh, kneading and massaging them with raw hunger while the mana vortex continued its devastating work.

Olivia was losing control completely.

Her thighs shook uncontrollably. A flood of wetness soaked through her undergarments and began to trickle down her inner thighs. Her hips jerked forward on their own, seeking any kind of friction as the vortex inside her spun faster.

"Haa—! Ahhn—! Kraven... I can’t— I can’t hold it— mmmph—!!"

Her moans grew louder, more broken, more desperate. Tears of overwhelming pleasure streamed down her flushed cheeks. Her mind had gone almost entirely blank, filled only with the sensation of her breasts being groped by her son and the violent, ecstatic pull of her mana being sucked out of her.

*snap*

The orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt.

It started deep in her core - a sudden, violent contraction that made her whole body seize up. Then it exploded outward in a blinding wave of ecstasy that ripped through every nerve in her body.

"AAAAHHH—!!"

A raw, guttural cry tore from her throat as she came hard. Her eyes rolled completely back, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream before another broken moan escaped.

Her breasts bounced and jiggled in Julian’s firm grip with every violent shudder of her body. Her nipples throbbed painfully against his palms, sending fresh sparks of ecstasy through her with every squeeze.

She was coming apart.

However, it did not stop there.

Wave after wave of devastating pleasure crashed over her. The mana vortex continued sucking greedily from her, amplifying the orgasm until she felt like she was shattering into pieces. A fresh, hot gush of wetness soaked her completely before dripping down her legs beneath the gown.

"Mmmph—! Haa—! Kraven... I’m— I’m cuming— ahhn—!!"

She couldn’t stop moaning. Couldn’t stop shaking. Her hips jerked and rolled helplessly as the orgasm dragged on, longer and more intense than anything she had ever experienced.

Julian didn’t let go.

His hands continued kneading and squeezing her overflowing breasts throughout her climax, as if he was determined to milk every last drop of pleasure and mana from her trembling body. His own breathing was ragged behind her, clearly affected by the intensity of her orgasm.

Olivia’s orgasm seemed to last forever.

By the time it finally began to subside, she was a complete mess.

Her body was trembling uncontrollably, covered in a thin layer of sweat that made the red gown cling transparently to her skin. Her chest heaved with ragged, desperate breaths. Strands of her once-neatly pinned hair stuck to her flushed cheeks and damp neck.

A part of her was aware of how ruined she looked.

But another... larger part of her simply didn’t care.

All she cared about were the stars still exploding behind her eyes — brilliant, blinding bursts of pleasure in a realm she had never imagined she could reach, and certainly not from her own son’s hands.

For those long, shattering minutes, nothing else existed. Not guilt. Not shame. Not even the weight of her title or her responsibilities. Only the devastating ecstasy that had torn through her body like a storm.

Finally, after nearly five minutes of complete silence, the vortex inside her faded into nothingness.

One moment it was there and the next it simply vanished, as if it had all been a fevered dream. The sudden absence left her feeling strangely empty.

And it was then that the reality began pulling her back.

Her senses slowly returned.

First came the sound of her own heartbeat. Then the feeling of cool air against her overheated skin. The faint creak of the bed beneath her.

The realization hit her like a slap.

Did I... she thought to herself, horror blooming in her chest. Did I just have an orgasm... from my son’s hands?

A new, crushing wave of shame crashed over her. It was so intense that it nearly made her dizzy.

How could she have let this happen? How could she have moaned like that? How could she have cum so hard while her own son was groping her breasts?

And yet... she could still feel his hands on her.

Even now, after everything, his palms remained cupping the sides and undersides of her heavy breasts, fingers slightly curled as though reluctant to let go. The realization made her flinch violently.

As if suddenly waking from a trance, Olivia hurriedly pulled back.

She created distance between them in a frantic scramble, shifting away on the bed until his hands finally slipped off her chest. Her breathing was still ragged as she turned slightly, pressing one arm over her breasts in a belated attempt to cover herself.

"Kraven..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and trembling.

She couldn’t even look at him. Her eyes were fixed on the bedsheet.

"What... what have we done?"

Her hands were shaking as she tried to adjust her gown, pulling it up and smoothing it down over her chest.

But the fabric was damp and clung to her hardened nipples, making the evidence of her arousal painfully obvious.

"..."

She finally dared to glance at him, expecting to see that dark, hungry look in his eyes.

However, he wasn’t even looking at her.

Kraven sat completely still, cross-legged in the center of the bed, his eyes closed in deep concentration. His expression was calm, almost serene, but the air around him had begun to change. A powerful wave of mana suddenly surged outwards from his body like a storm breaking free from its confines.

Olivia’s eyes widened in panic.

"Kraven! What is happening?!" she screamed, her voice cracking with fear.