Chapter 142: Qida's Mom??? (*)

I stared at the face of the crying woman and suddenly got a chill. My spine shivered while my body shuddered.

It was an extremely familiar feeling. Just as I was going to step back out of the chamber, the ghost woman pounced on me.

"Sniff.... sniff... Qida... you left me locked here for such a long time. Sniff... I will not let you get away again."

Oh my...

"..." A silence like never before was present in the wedding room.

I looked down at the shining two golden orbs looking at me infatuated unlike that one would possess.

In the entire room that was slightly illuminated by the light of the moon, those two eyes looked stunningly beautiful and yet dangerous.

The person who owned these eyes was looking at me with a dangerous smile, enough to send shivers down one's spine.

"Ah. Qida. You can't run away now. I will finally get to dry your essence out completely."

What....? Is going on...?

Looking at the woman in front of me, who was wearing a thin nightgown that barely did anything to hide her devilish charming body in the moonlight.

Her two proud breasts with small and yet delicate cherries stood erect like two proud peaks.

Her curvy and hourglass figure, perfectly round buttocks, and that small slit that was completely visible behind her violet nightgown that reached till the end of her hips.

I was utterly speechless. She said Qida... and this is clearly a wedding bed.... is this woman... his wife?

The woman got on the bed and crawled her way towards me, her beautiful breasts that looked so soft to touch hung freely and would move every time she advanced.

Her translucent butt was raised high and her thighs and skin had a healthy color of pink.

Her hand was placed on my chest as she leaned down, her face buried in my neck as she took one long breath and started to suck it.

I know what everyone is wondering... how is a ghost able to touch me.... even I don't know how. I am pretty sure all ghosts could use was non-physical powers and couldn't touch the real world.

Probably because I am Death itself that ghosts can touch me.

Basically.... a soul is now r.a.p.i n.g. me..... why am I always the one to get r.a.p.e.d.?

Not that I hate it.... just that the first time I was kidnapped which was in my first life... I had gotten a huge trauma.

My grandmaster.... the one who kidnapped me... was a bit too kinky.

Her hand placed on my chest as she leaned down, her face buried in my neck as she took one long breath and sighed in containment.

"Mmhh~! Qida's smell. It has become more intoxicating..... a bit too much..."

Thanks for the compliment. Good to know that I smell better than Qida. I have been thinking of opening a perfume business. Selling my sweat.

I was discussing this with my soon-to-be wives before and we decided to cross the idea of selling my s.e m.e.n. Don't want people randomly experimenting with a liquid more precious than any other divine elixir.

But yes.... soon the market will have the perfume, every beautiful girl embraced by my sweat while on a date with her man.

Anyways back to reality...

I could feel the erect tips of her soft and elastic breasts touching my naked chest as her hands roamed all over my upper body as her nose kept on taking a sniff out of his body smell.

Smell more! Smell more!!! I know you love it.

One could easily see a crimson blush appearing on the lady's face as she sniffed me more and more. She whispered softly.

"Your smell....mmmm..."

I tried to move my body only to be shocked. Space and time literally had frozen my body still. I couldn't move a finger.

Bruhhh... Qida's wife is too strong. Maybe stronger than Qida himself.

I tried using my Pure Death Energy still it was useless. This meant that the woman in front of me was a high-level person with the authority of Space-Time.... or maybe the embodiment of Space and Time itself.

The other reason I was shocked was because I could feel the entire space around me cut from reality.

Before, I had vaguely guessed that the domain I had arrived to was the Dimension of Death, where all the souls would go after death but now... I am not sure what the f*ck is going on.

Although I am still in the dimension... it feels as if the space around me has been cut, making her the absolute ruler of it.

If I survive this ordeal... I have to go and check on Akashik and Qida.

Why and how did I arrive in this dimension... all I wanted was a good night's rest.

Suddenly a voice broke me from my thoughts.

"You will be mine Qida. You shall belong to me."

She sweetly smiled as her hand drew circles on my chest and placed her ear onto it, hearing my heartbeat. With closed eyes and a sweet smile, she said.

"I will take your first time and you shall take mine."

I wonder what Qida's reaction will be if he found out that his wife took my non-existant virginity and lost hers in the process.

Her hand reached my cheek as she caressed it infatuated, looking into my abyssal violet amethyst eyes.

"Ever since you were a child... I have groomed you to be my perfect husband. Since the time you were an infant. In a way, I can be called your mother."

Really??? And wtfff Qida was groomed!! What is wrong with you woman?!

I looked into her eyes and didn't know what to say but the corners of my mouth were indeed curving. Now I no longer mind getting r.a.p.e.d.

No. Now I will honorably ask her.

"Mommy... r.a.p.e. me."

She giggled coquettishly as she whispered into my ear.

"Sure I will... Son."

I was over the moon. Just some days ago I had made a stepfather joke on Qida... and now it is coming true.

My Dao of Foreshadowing... really is fully comprehended!!!

Although the woman in front of me seemed to have a twisted personality... I didn't care. After all, I am a sucker for the twisted women.

The good thing is that the room is dark so she can't make out that I am not Qida or else I am not sure what would happen to me... taking into account that I can't even move an inch.

Her pearly fingers roamed around my navel as she muttered.

"Don't worry Qida. It wouldn't hurt. I will be gentle."

Don't worry Qida's mom. You can be gentle... however I will be rough.

After staring at my lips for some time, she leaned down before sealing my lips with her.

Her kiss was sloppy and amateur as she had no idea of how to proceed. She bit my lips and licked my tongue as if trying to replicate something read from a book.

Seeing her trying hard was fun to see. She couldn't make me feel even a bit of pleasure from that kiss.

I could feel my excitement increase as I started to release my Lust powers.

My eyes twinkled in the darkness similar to two brilliant stars as I whispered into her ears as she tried kissing me.

"Let me show you a real kiss."

I quietly started to acknowledge her passionate yet clumsy kiss by opening my mouth slightly and letting my tongue twirl around hers.

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Happy New Year and Diwali to my Indian readers.