The Way of a Demon Lord

Chapter 142: Night with Mother *

Emilia untied the clothed belt that was holding her silky black night robe together. She dropped the cincture on the ground.

The two sides of the robe separated, revealing her smooth and fair abdomen. A black laced panties was right underneath it, covering her crotch. And that was the only underwear she was wearing; there were no bras or any other clothings covering her large breasts.

The nightie barely covered her nipples while the valley between the two white round mountains was completely in Adrian’s view. 

She had a gentle smile on her face as she witnessed her dear son staring at her semi exposed body. But it did not stay that way for too long.

She used her hands to push the barely hanging nightie off her shoulders. The silky robe slipped down her crystalline smooth body.

Now, her whole body, except her crotch was completely exposed to her one and only son.

Adrian scanned his mother from head to toe twice. A smile subconsciously formed on his face. The woman just ahead of him was definitely one of the most beautiful he had ever seen, and undoubtedly the most beautiful here on Ervilia.

Her silky jet black hair, her dazzling silver eyes, the motherly smile she had on her face, her body of perfect proportions- with milky round breasts, slim waist and motherly thighs- everything about her was mesmerising.

Any man would give up their entire possessions and life just to have a glance of what Adrian was casually enjoying right now.

His smile prompted the smile on her face to go grow wider. He was the only male in this world allowed to see her naked.

“Naughty boy.” She giggled. “Seen enough?”

“Nope.”

She shook her head with a smile. “Come.”

She got up on the comfy bed again and lied on its centre. She faced right with her whole body and spread her right arm forward. 

Her eyes followed Adrian as he got up on the bed and laid his head on her arm, facing her. His face was just before her right mound.

She guided her free hand- the left one- to the side of his head, caressing his pitch black hair. 

“It has been five years since you have last done it. Did you forget everything?” She teased.

“Nope. I practiced regularly on other women.”

“Hmph!” She scowled as she lightly knocked the side of head. “You can casually do it with other women but you make me run errands in return to do it with me?”

“If you don’t want it, I can leave.” He tried to get up, only to be pushed back onto her right arm.

“I was just kidding, you can start.” She said with eyes filled with love.

Adrian smiled and guided his right hand to her naked smooth waist.

Adrian parted his lips and gently enveloped her right pink nipple.

Her face remained the same, but not for long.

“Ah..” a soft moan escaped her lips as he gave gave her erected tit an erotic lick.

For the first time, her cheeks were tinted pink. She gave Adrian a scowl. “Naughty boy.” But her left hand kept softly caressing his head.

Soon, he began to suckle on her nipple.

“Mmmh.” She suppressed her groan.

*Gulp. Gulp.*

Soon, gulping sounds could be heard as her milk began to flow into his mouth. His right arm fondled her waist.

Her eyes were on his face below. The smile she had on her face had yet to run away as she enjoyed her son drinking her milk.

She had been breastfeeding since his infancy, to when he turned thirteen. And the only reason she stopped feeding him anymore was because he refused to take it. His sudden decision almost broke her heart. She began to doubt that his love for her diminished.

But thankfully, the last two years- she received letters from him with the ‘deals’. If not for his side of the deal being to suckle on her breasts, she would never have accepted his requests. She knew that he was getting into something very dangerous.

But she wanted those moments back more than anything, the moments when her son sucked her nipples and drank her own milk, the moments she felt most connected to her dear son as a mother.

“Ouch.” Pain in her teat brought her back to reality. That kid bit her nipple. But she smiled nevertheless. It was always a habit of his.

Adrian kept sucking her delicious milk in as his right hand sneaked up through her smooth skin, until it finally reached her unoccupied melon, her left one.

His action prompted her to raise her brows. He had never done that before. But she did not mind; he was allowed to do anything he wanted.

He pinched her stiff left tit.

“Ah…” She let out a moan. She did not expect something him to do such a thing. But little did she know that this was just the beginning.

“Aaaah… mmmh…” She whined and squirmed her whole body. Her left hand subconsciously grabbed his shoulder.

Adrian suddenly increased the intensity of his suckles while his right hand began to knead her bouncy left breast.

Her face flushed as her breaths became heavier. She wanted him to slow down and keep going- both at the same time. She could feel the only piece of clothing, her panties becoming damp.

“Mmmh…” Her cunt down their was tingling, wanting to be touched- to be satisfied. But she gritted her teeth and controlled herself.

All of a sudden, she felt the flow of milk in her stop and the force enveloping the tip of her right breast disappear. But her other breast was being fondled like before.

She knitted her brows and looked down, her face still red and breaths still heavy- only to see the smile on her beloved son’s face.

“What happened, dear?” She muttered between her heavy breaths. One of his hands was still playing with her left boob.

“Feel free to masturbate.”