I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 584: Centaur - r18

He pulled back slightly—just an inch—then pushed forward again. Sera gasped but didnʼt cry out. Julian repeated the motion, a little deeper this time. Then again. And again.

Seraʼs sounds began to shift. The pained whimpers became gasps of surprise. Then sounds of confusion as sensations sheʼd never experienced began to flood her nervous system. Then—impossibly—sounds that might have been pleasure.

”Oh,” she gasped, her voice filled with wonder. ”Oh, it... Master, itʼs...”

”Tell me,” Julian commanded, his thrusts becoming slightly deeper now that her body was opening for him.

”Different,” Sera breathed. ”It feels... full. And strange. But... but not bad? I donʼt understand what Iʼm feeling.”

”Thatʼs pleasure beginning to mix with the discomfort,” Julian explained, his pace gradually increasing as her body continued to adjust. ”Your body is discovering what it was made for.”

He maintained his slow, careful rhythm—pulling back until just the tip remained inside her, then pushing forward again with steady, controlled pressure. Each thrust went slightly deeper than the last, helping her body stretch and accommodate him.

”Oh... oh gods...” Sera whimpered, her hooves shifting on the floor as unfamiliar sensations flooded through her. ”Itʼs... itʼs strange. I donʼt... I canʼt describe it.”

”Donʼt try to describe it,” Julian advised, his hips maintaining steady rhythm. ”Just feel it. Let your body learn what pleasure is.”

His thrusts continued. Seraʼs inner walls were gradually relaxing around him, the initial tight resistance giving way to something softer, more welcoming. Her bodyʼs natural responses were taking over, producing juices that made each thrust smoother than the last.

He pushed slightly deeper on the next thrust, and Seraʼs sharp intake of breath made him pause. ”Too much?”

”N-no,” Sera managed after a moment. ”Just... different. More. I can feel you so deep inside me.”

Julian resumed his rhythm, now going deeper with each stroke. His length was sliding through her passage with increasing ease, her body learning to accommodate his size and shape. Each thrust stretched her in ways that made her gasp.

”Oh,” she breathed suddenly, her whole body jerking. ”Oh! What was—did you just—”

Julian smiled, having deliberately angled his thrust to thrust against a particularly sensitive spot inside her. ”Found something interesting, did I?”

He repeated the motion, his next thrust deliberately targeting that same spot. Seraʼs reaction was immediate and dramatic—her back arching, her hind legs nearly buckling, a cry escaping her lips that was pure, undeniable pleasure.

”Master! What is that? What are you doing?” Seraʼs voice was high and breathless, confused by the intensity of the sensation.

”That,” Julian explained, his thrusts now consistently hitting that spot, ”is pleasure, Sera. Pure pleasure. Your body has places inside that exist solely to make this feel good. And Iʼm very good at finding them.”

Each thrust now brought a gasp or moan from the centaur, her sounds growing progressively louder and less controlled. Her humanoid torso swayed with the force of his movements, her breasts bouncing beneath their cloth covering. Her tail, which had been still, began to swish again—not in agitation this time, but in response to the building pleasure.

”I donʼt... I canʼt... this is too much,” Sera panted, even as her body began to push back against his thrusts, instinctively seeking more of the sensation.

”You can take it,” Julian assured her. ”And you will. Because Iʼm going to give you more.”

Gradually, incrementally, Julian increased his pace. The slow, careful thrusts became slightly faster. Then more. His hips began to snap forward with more force, driving deeper, claiming her more thoroughly with each stroke.

”Master! Master, please! I donʼt know what I need, but please!”

”I know what you need,” Julian growled, his own control beginning to fray as her tight heat gripped him perfectly. His hands tightened on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. ”You need to be claimed. Filled. Taken completely.”

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the dining hall.

”Yes!” she cried, the word bursting from her without conscious thought. ”Yes, Master! More! Please, more!”

Julian obliged, his pace increasing again. His movements were no longer careful or gentle—they were raw, possessive and claiming. He drove into her with powerful thrusts that made her entire body shake, that drew increasingly wild cries from her throat.

The servants watching were transfixed, their eyes wide, some of them touching themselves through their clothing as they witnessed the interspecies mating. The sight was exotic and erotic in equal measure.

”I can feel it!” Sera wailed, her voice breaking. ”Somethingʼs building! Somethingʼs happening inside me! Master, I donʼt understand! Itʼs too much, itʼs too intense!”

”Thatʼs your climax,” Julian managed to say through gritted teeth, his own pleasure building toward its peak. ”Your body reaching for release. Donʼt fight it, Sera. Let it come. Let yourself break.”

He reached forward, his hand finding that spot that resembled a clit. He pressed hard while simultaneously driving deep and angling to hit that sensitive spot inside her.

The combination was devastating.

Seraʼs scream shattered the air. Her entire body convulsed as her first orgasm tore through her with the force of a hurricane. Her hind legs stamped against the floor with thunderous force, cracks appearing in the stone beneath her hooves. Her humanoid torso arched backward impossibly far, her spine bending in ways that shouldnʼt have been possible. Her hands clawed at empty air, seeking something, anything to hold onto as pleasure overwhelmed every sense.

Her inner walls clamped down on Julian with crushing force, pulsing rhythmically, milking him, demanding his release. The sensation was too much for even his control. Julian drove deep one final time, burying himself completely inside her, and came with a roar that matched her scream in intensity.

His seed flooded her virgin passage, hot and abundant, marking her from the inside. Wave after wave of release pulsed through him, each one accompanied by another thrust, another groan, another spurt of seed deep inside her.

They remained locked together as the waves slowly subsided, both trembling, both gasping for air, both completely undone by the intensity of what theyʼd just experienced.