Chapter 177: Woman

Chapter 177: Woman

In the morning, the weather wasn't as good as it was rainy, yet even if the weather wasn't good, Miya's mood was good, and her body was as good as ever, which was rare.

Was it due to him?

The transformative power of love was evident in Miya's physical being. It was as if her body was being rewound, the years melting away, leaving her feeling youthful and vibrant. Love, it seemed, had the power to turn back time. Her withered body became rosy and moist because of his care. Moreover, instead of being exhausted, her weakened body also became stronger as she was constantly being held by him.

Yes, she might be a little old, and with her age, it wouldn't be weird of her to be Isao's mother, yet in his arms, such a problem known as age was just a minor problem.

In his eyes, she was the most attractive woman, and he ravaged every part of her body in a way that she had never imagined. Yet, instead of hating it due to how vulgar it was, she also let herself fall into his embrace, letting him play with her body as he wished, forgetting her identity and only focusing on becoming his woman. It was also fortunate that all of her clothes appeared reserved, hiding most of her skin so her children couldn't see the marks that had been left by Isao.

Yet, the thought of pregnancy made her hesitate.

It wasn't because she didn't want to be impregnated by him, or she knew how wrong their relationship was as they had an affair, or even including her children.

The hesitation in her mind came from the origin of her family.

As a magician and a member of a certain powerful magician family, it was impossible for their child to have a normal life.

At the same time, she didn't want to trouble him, especially when she knew that she didn't have a long life. She could tell that her death was near, and she thought of treating their meeting as her memory at the last moment of her life.

In her monochrome-like life, where she constantly made mistakes, Isao came into her life, bringing color into her world.

This time, she wouldn't make the same mistake, but then, the thought of his raw cock entering deep into her ripened crack, ejecting his thick white juice, causing her womb to spread open, wishing to be impregnated.

While she didn't realize it, her expression was rather lewd.

Still, as she sipped her morning coffee brewed by Isao, she listened to the conversation between Isao, Miyuki, and Tatsuya.

"Is black coffee delicious?" Miyuki looked at Isao and Tatsuya, who drank the bitter coffee with ease.

"You are a child, so it is normal that you don't think it is delicious."

"I-I am not a child! I want one, too! Let me try it!"

Miyuki puffed her cheeks, showing her annoyance.

"No, you might waste my coffee if you don't drink it." Isao then glanced at Tatsuya and said, "Tatsuya, share some of yours with your little sister."

"Do you want to try it, Miyuki?" Tatsuya asked, ready to try the cup of coffee prepared by Isao. While it tasted bitter, he didn't hate it, and frankly, it was quite delicious, with many hints of chocolate and roasted almond.

"Is-Is that okay?" Miyuki asked with a blush, looking at Tatsuya's cup, thinking that she would have an indirect kiss.

"...it was all your fault." Miya clung to him tightly, biting her lower lip as she thought about what would happen after this.

"Then, let me take responsibility."

Holding her in his arms, Isao carried her to the room, ready to start their lovemaking.

Only—

"Do you want to try it here~?

"Here? In the living room?"

"Um~!"

"How about in the kitchen?"

"Pervert~!"

As there were only two, no one could stop them from their affair. Their bodies were scorching, wishing to be together once again, feeling the joy that came when their genitals connected.

"Don't pull out..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." With her white, plump legs wrapped around his waist tightly, she whispered softly, "Pour everything inside. Make me pregnant."

At that moment, something snapped within him, and he poured everything inside her.

"Ahnnh~!"

Her sweet cry was like an animal; her body was tense, feeling his semen entering her womb, realizing how he had impregnated her.

This shouldn't happen to her, especially for a woman of her position, yet even if she tried not to, it was impossible, especially when this young man had conquered her.

As her soft hands rubbed against his soft hair, Miya bit his earlobe lightly, obsessively, licking his neck with her tongue, and whispered sweetly, "I love you..."

This feeling when she felt protected, safe, peaceful, and excited... she was going to treasure every moment with him.

"Me too, Miya."

Gazing into each other, his pitch-dark eyes drowned her in the rapture of flesh before starting another adult, obscene kiss.

Such days continued, and whenever they had a chance, they held each other and never parted away until a warning about the possible war was coming.