I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

He rocked his hips slowly at first, pushing deeper, letting her lips stretch around him. The warmth of her mouth, the slickness of her spit, the vibration of her muffled moans—it was all too perfect.

“Yes… so good,” Julian moaned, his voice dark and thick with pleasure. His grip tightened just slightly, guiding her movements.

Heavenly Moon was stunned—utterly stunned.

I’m… doing this. I’m actually sucking his cock.

Me. A Saint. The woman who once thought she was above all. Now I’m gagging on a man’s cock like a desperate whore.

Her eyes blurred with tears as he slid deeper. She tried to speak, to say something—but Julian cut her off with a low grunt and a sudden thrust, pushing every inch of himself.

Her eyes rolled.

Spit dripped freely down her chin, thick, trailing down the curve of her neck.

So big… it doesn’t even make sense. I can’t breathe. I can’t even think—

Julian groaned again, making her nose press against his skin, forcing her to take all of him.

Her hands clutched his thighs, nails digging in.

After few seconds, he slowly pulled back, a strand of spit connecting her lips to his cock. Her chest rose and fell in ragged gasps, her golden eyes dazed and soaked with tears, tongue still out as if begging for more.

He looked down at her, panting, and smiled wickedly. “You’re a fucking masterpiece like this,” he said. “Spit dripping down your chin, tears in your eyes, and still hungry for more.”

Her tongue flicked out without thinking, licking the taste of him from her lips.

“Look at this mouth,” he muttered, wrapping a hand around the base of his cock. “So filthy now.”

He stepped closer and pressed the tip against her cheek.

Then dragged it.

Slowly.

He smeared his cum across her skin, dragging his cock along her cheekbone, her lips, her nose, everywhere. Her breath hitched, a wave of arousal rushing straight through her pussy.

He’s marking me. Like I’m not even a person anymore. Just something he uses.

And gods help her…

She loved it.

Julian gripped her chin again, tilting her head to the side. “You’re too beautiful to leave untouched.”

Then he did it again.

“Do you like this?” he asked, voice low, taunting. “Do you like when I mark you like this, Heavenly Moon?”

Her lips trembled, but her eyes never left his.

“Yes,” she whispered.

He smirked, chuckling darkly as he cupped her face with both hands. “Say it clearer.”

She swallowed, cheeks burning with humiliation and desire.

“I like it when you… use me like this,” she whispered, her voice trembling between shame and unbearable need.

Julian smirked.

He tapped his cock against her lips.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

“Open,” he ordered.

And she did.

Without hesitation.

He slid back into her mouth—slow, deep, as if savoring the moment—and she moaned around him, the sound no longer embarrassed or hesitant.

It was needy. Eager.

Her tongue swirled teasingly around the tip of his cock, making his hips twitch in pleasure. Her movements were slow at first, and then, with increasing confidence, her tongue began its skilled exploration.

She sucked, flicked, and teased just right, each motion precise to make him fall over the edge.

Julian’s breaths came heavier, gripping her hair tighter, demanding more.

“Fuck… You’re driving me insane,” he growled. “Make me cum on your tongue. Show me how much you want it.”

Her mouth stretched as she took him deeper, throat tightening around him. Her hands roamed, gripping his hips, pulling him closer.

Julian’s moans grew louder, more desperate. His hips slammed into her mouth with increasing urgency, hips bucking in wild, frantic thrusts.

“I’m close,” he groaned. “So close.”

She hummed around him, her mouth sealing him tight as he stilled for a moment—then exploded.

Thick ropes of hot cum shot into her mouth, flooding her tongue and throat. She swallowed every drop, moaning softly around him, the taste of him so intense, so raw.

Her cheeks flushed deep red, eyes wide and breathless as he throbbed inside her, still trembling with pleasure.

“Good girl,” Julian gasped, his voice rough. “So fucking good.”

She let him pull out slowly, spit and cum dripping from her lips and chin. Her internal world spun.

I really did that.

I swallowed his thing.

But just as the moment thickened—his release still warm on her tongue —something changed. Julian’s body went tense, and his hand, once tangled in her hair, dropped.

Something was wrong.

Heavenly Moon blinked, unsure of this sudden change of events. “What happened?”

His gaze didn’t meet hers. Then, without any warning, he exhaled once, and teleported away.

He was gone.

Not just from the pavilion. Not just from Heavenly Moon’s arms. But from the entire world.

The moment his breath left him, Julian’s figure rushed through the space, and in a blink he returned to the Throne of Gods. Walking through the Castle of Magnificence, he made his way towards Eleanor’s chamber, his heart racing wildly.

Inside, his eyes landed on Isabel, seated just outside the grand doors of Eleanor’s chamber. The moment she spotted him, her posture straightened, and her face lit up with joy.

“Julian!” she exclaimed. “You’re back just in time. Eleanor’s about to deliver.”

His heart skipped a beat for a moment but then quickly calmed down, a grin forming across his face.

“Oh… that’s good then,” he said, brushing a hand through his hair. Then he glanced toward the double doors behind her. “Who’s tending to her?” he asked.

Isabel leaned closer, her eyes gleaming with a teasing glint. “Grandma Gregoria… and Aunt Regina.”

Julian froze, the smirk on his face faltering instantly. “Wait, what?”

“I really didn’t tell them about Eleanor getting pregnant,” he muttered. “Shit…”

“Did they say anything?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.

Isabel’s eyes sparkled, leaning in further as if she was about to share a delicious secret.

“Oh, they said a lot. After the initial shock wore off. I mean, it’s not every day that their sweet daughter ends up stuffed full with a child from their charming, powerful son.”

Julian exhaled slowly, shaking his head. “You’re enjoying this a bit too much.”