Chapter 58: Aveline’s Irritation

Gluck~ Gluck~ Gluck~

Veyron’s breath grew heavier. The fierce pace and the tight, hot suction of her mouth pushed him quickly toward his limit. His hand moved to her pink hair on instinct, fingers threading through the strands as his hips tensed. He couldn’t hold back for long.

He came hard. Thick ropes of cum spilled into her mouth as he filled her completely. Even after all the fucking from last night, his load was still big and thick.

It surged out in heavy spurts, flooding her mouth as she continued to suck him through it. Aveline didn’t pull back.

She took everything he gave her, her pink eyes still narrowed in that sharp glare as she swallowed around him, the warmth of his release filling her mouth in thick, heavy waves.

The wet sounds softened only slightly as she stayed on him, milking every last bit until he was spent.

Gulp~Gulp~

She gulped down all his cum little by little. She didn’t waste any of it. Her throat moved with each slow, deliberate swallow as she took everything he had given her, the thick warmth sliding down without a single drop spared.

Only then did she finally pull his dick from her mouth. A thin strand of saliva and leftover cum connected her lips to him for a moment before it broke and fell against her chin.

As she licked the cum around her lips that was still spilling, she looked like an alluring pink-haired goddess who had come to the mortal world just to tempt him.

Her tongue moved slowly, cleaning the last traces from the corners of her mouth and the soft curve of her lower lip. Her naked body remained pressed against his thighs, the heavy weight of her large breasts still resting on him, soft and warm.

Her pink eyes were half-lidded, yet the faint irritation in them was clear. Veyron felt the urge to grab her and take her again immediately—the sight of her like this made his body respond almost on instinct.

Yet he stopped himself. Through their eternal bond he could feel her emotions clearly. She was irritated. She was not angry, just irritated, and he knew exactly why.

Before he could say anything, Aveline spoke, her voice low. "Xialyn left half an hour ago."

Veyron gulped. Although Aveline knew Xialyn loved her Vey and that he wouldn’t stop at having only one woman—that was her, his first woman—she still felt a little irritated by the fact that he had sex with her disciple after she went out for business.

Her competitive spirit fired up at the thought, a quiet but unmistakable heat beneath her calm expression.

"When did you return?" Veyron asked as he sighed and shook his head.

"I returned two hours ago... as I saw you two sleeping in each other’s arms naked after working out the whole night..."

Veyron’s eyes widened as he realized something and was about to ask, but Aveline answered before he could. She moved closer to him, the soft curves of her body shifting against his as she sat on his lap and snuggled into him.

Her bare skin pressed warmly against his chest and thighs as she spoke. "Don’t worry, baby... I didn’t let her know... that I saw you two... she got up quickly, kissed you and left thinking I was about to come anytime."

"I will let her tell me about your relationship and we will reveal it to each other eventually."

She said it as she looked up into his crimson eyes, her pink hair spilling over one shoulder. Veyron looked back at her with a warm smile and kissed her, his lips soft against hers.

She was his aunt, but she could really be spoiled and cute. He spoke with a warm smile, his hand resting gently on her waist. "Of course... I won’t keep anyone in the dark, not in my harem."

"Naughty boy." Aveline slapped him playfully, the light sound of her palm against his chest breaking the quiet. Both of them cuddled into each other afterward, her naked body settling comfortably against his as she rested her head near his shoulder.

The morning light filtered softly through the window, casting a faint glow over her pink hair and the curves of her form as they stayed like that for a moment.

Veyron’s eyes drifted downward as she rested against him. The sight of her perky breasts so close made it impossible to hold back any longer.

Her soft, full mounds were right there, her hard pink nipples already slightly peaked from the cool morning air. He leaned in and took one into his mouth, his lips sealing around the soft, firm bud as he started sucking.

Aveline moaned as he sucked her. The sound was soft and breathy, her body shifting slightly on his lap as the sensation spread through her.

"Ahh... mmm... baby..."

Her voice was gentle, filled with quiet affection as she spoke. Yet she let him have his fill. Even though she knew no milk would come out, she didn’t pull away.

Her hand moved to the back of his head, fingers threading gently through his hair as she held him there.

"That’s it... just like that..."

Her soft moans continued as he sucked, each one low and warm. Her nipples were sweet and tasty against his tongue. Veyron sucked slowly at first, then with more focus, his tongue circling and pressing against the sensitive tip.

Her body carried an enchanting sweet smell that filled his senses every time he breathed in—soft, warm, and completely hers. The scent mixed with the taste of her skin, making it hard to stop.

He felt like he could keep sucking them forever. He moved from one nipple to the other, giving the same attention to both, his mouth warm and persistent as Aveline’s soft moans and loving words continued above him.

"Mmm... good boy... ahh..."

Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, the soft weight of them pressing against his face as he stayed there, completely absorbed.

Then Veyron’s hunger increased. He pushed her gently onto her back and started licking and kissing her.

His mouth moved over her soft breasts, down the curve of her waist, and along her stomach, his tongue trailing warm, slow paths across her skin. Soft wet sounds mixed with her breathy sighs as he continued, his hands resting on her hips.

At first Aveline wanted to enjoy it. Her body relaxed beneath him, her fingers threading lightly through his hair as she let out soft, quiet moans.

"Ahh... mmm... baby..."

"Hnn... ahh..."

She was content to let him continue, the sensation of his mouth on her skin making her chest rise and fall a little faster as the soft moans kept spilling from her lips.

Then she remembered something. Her eyes opened, and she pushed him back with both hands against his shoulders. "Bad boy, we can’t now. You have your second trial for inner court disciple selection today."

Although Veyron wanted more of her—wanted to fuck her right then—he knew she was right. The reminder settled over him, and he forced himself to stop. He controlled his urges, pulling back as he looked at her.

His breathing was still heavy, but he nodded. Aveline’s expression softened as she sat up, her hand resting gently on his cheek for a moment before she spoke again. "Get ready. We can’t afford to be late."

"Let’s take a bath together," Veyron suggested. Aveline nodded with a small smile, her pink eyes soft as she looked at him.

Veyron’s eyes lit up at her agreement. He picked her up like a princess, one arm under her back and the other beneath her thighs, and carried her straight to the bathroom.

Inside, warm water poured over them as they stepped under the stream. They cleaned each other slowly. Veyron’s hands moved over her soft curves with gentle care, washing her shoulders, her breasts, and the smooth skin of her waist.

Aveline returned the favor, her palms sliding over his chest and arms as the water ran down both of their bodies. The closeness made it difficult. Their breathing grew heavier more than once, and they barely controlled their urges as their hands lingered on each other’s skin.

Still, neither of them crossed the line. They finished washing, rinsed off under the refreshing water, and stepped out together.

Soon they were both dressed. Aveline wore her elegant fitting pink dress that outlined her figure, while Veyron put on his black robes—the same ones he wore yesterday. He had multiple sets of them. They stood ready, both of them composed as they prepared to leave.

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