I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Her cheeks flushed slightly. However, there was no revulsion. Instead, she felt strangely calm, almost as if his hands were meant to be there.

Julian himself was aroused behind her.

Her breasts were truly a thing of beauty. He could feel her hardened nipples pressing against his palms through the gown, begging for attention.

Drawn to it, his fingers reached closer to her nipples. He felt her flinch for a brief moment and with a faint smile, he held the sensitive peaks between his two fingers and rolled them slowly.

“Ahhh…”

A deep, throaty moan escaped her at the sensation. Her back arched sharply, pushing her chest more firmly into his hands. The pleasure was immediate and intense, shooting straight down to her core and making her thighs press together tightly.

He was being bold today.

He repeated the same motion with his other hand, rolling the nipple of her other breast between his fingers with the same slow rhythm. Olivia’s breathing turned ragged. Soft, helpless whimpers spilled from her lips as the dual stimulation overwhelmed her.

Then he twisted them both.

Gently at first, then with a little more pressure, flicking and rolling them in tandem. His thumbs joined in, brushing over the stiff peaks before pinching them lightly, sending fresh sparks of pleasure through her body.

“Ahhn…! Kraven… there… mmmph…!”

Olivia’s knees weakened further. She leaned more of her weight against the edge of the bed, her hands flailing helplessly at her sides. Her head tilted back slightly, her eyes half-lidded as wave after wave of sensation crashed through her. The mana flow continued steadily between them, amplifying every touch, every squeeze, every flick of his fingers on her sensitive nipples.

Julian did not stop.

Her moans grew louder, less controlled.

“Haa… ahh…! Your fingers… they’re… mmmh… so much…!”

She could feel herself getting wetter, the heat between her thighs becoming almost unbearable. Her core throbbed in time with the mana exchange, each pulse of power making her body ache with need.

The shame was still there, buried deep, but it was being drowned out by the sheer intensity of the pleasure.

Julian leaned in closer.

“You are so sensitive here, Mother,” he whispered, his voice low and chilling. “They fit so perfectly in my hands. Does it feel good when I play with them like this?”

“Ah—mm…?”

Olivia whimpered.

She was completely taken aback by his words. Kraven had never been verbal in their past sessions. No matter how many boundaries they had pushed, he had done everything in silence. And that silence had been a small mercy for her.

She had always wondered what would happen if he started speaking, if he started describing what he was doing to her, if he started asking her how it felt. She had feared that moment.

And now she was witnessing it firsthand.

“They fit so perfectly in my hands. Does it feel good when I play with them like this?”

The words replayed in her mind again and again, clouding her thoughts like thick fog. Her own son was speaking to her like this. He was holding her breasts, groping them possessively, and asking her directly if it felt good.

The shame burned hotter than ever.

How could she possibly answer that? How could she admit out loud that yes, it felt good?

So she remained silent.

Her lips pressed together tightly, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reply.

Seeing her silence, Julian leaned in closer. His lips brushed against her ear as he whispered, his warm breath washing over her flushed skin and sending a delicious shiver racing down her spine.

“Should I stop?”

The question was soft, almost gentle, but Olivia could hear the teasing edge beneath it. He was playing with her. Pushing her to admit what her body was already screaming.

She knew she should say yes. She knew she should pull away right now and end this before it went any further. But her body refused to obey. It was all too much.

“No…” she murmured instead, her voice barely audible. “Continue… You need to heal.”

She knew that was a lie.

She needed this as much as he did. Perhaps even more.

And that was when everything changed.

Julian finally closed the last remaining gap between them.

His body pressed completely against her from behind, flattening against her back. Olivia’s breath nearly stopped at the sudden contact. She could feel every inch of him — the solid wall of his chest, the heat of his body seeping through her gown, and most noticeably, something hard and thick poking insistently against the curve of her ass.

Is that…? she thought, her mind reeling.

The realization hit her like a thunderbolt. That was his arousal. His cock, fully hard and pressing right against her through their clothes.

The size and heat of it made her thighs clench together instinctively. A fresh wave of wetness soaked her undergarments as her body reacted with shameful honesty.

Julian’s hands never stopped moving.

His hips shifted slightly, pressing his hardness more firmly against her ass, letting her feel exactly what she was doing to him.

Olivia’s knees buckled. She had to grip the edge of the bed harder to keep herself upright.

“Ahhn… Kraven… you’re… haa… so hard…”

The words slipped out before she could catch them. She immediately regretted speaking, but the damage was done.

Julian’s breath grew heavier against her ear, and his hands squeezed her breasts more strongly in response.

“Do you feel that, Mother?” he whispered, his voice dark and thick with lust. “That’s what you do to me. Every moan, every tremble… it makes me this hard.”

Olivia whimpered again.

Her mind was a complete mess. Everything was happening so fast and so unpredictably that she was utterly overwhelmed. The gentle beginning of the mana exchange had quickly spiraled into something far more dangerous and intimate.

Every bold move Kraven made, every time he pushed the boundaries further, the mana responded in kind. It surged stronger, hotter, flooding her body with even more intense sensations and raw arousal. It was as if the mana itself reacted to the growing intimacy between them.