Gathering Wives with a System

Chapter 451: Eating The Fruit

“I’m looking forward to that,” she said, still smiling as she took another bite. Then, she turned and gave him a bite.

After finishing the cake, Isaac took out three Abyss Fruits from his spatial ring. They looked like apples from Isaac’s previous world but black in color with faint golden tint.

“These are—”

“—Abyss fruits,” Celia completed his words. “I remember them from my childhood. They taste good!”

Celia picked up one of the Abyss Fruits from the table. The fruit was dark and juicy, glowing faintly in the dim light. She bit into it, causing the juices to drip down her chin.

These fruits could strengthen the [Bloodline of Sin] of the Devils. From the information Isaac got in the past, the Seven Devil Kings each had one Bloodline of Sin.

Only the royal inheritors of the Devil Kings would inherit these bloodlines.

That meant that Celia having “von” in her name represented her as a possible heir of a Devil King, possibly the Devil King of Lust.

Though according to what Isaac knew from Vale, the Devil King of Lust—Celia and Vael’s parents—were likely dead along with their rest of the members of the bloodline, and Vale and Celia were the last members of the Clan of Lust.

As the juices ran on Celia’s chin, Isaac wiped them with his thumb before she could, and then licked it.

“It tastes quite good,” he commented. His eyes shined as he wondered if he could use these in some recipe.

Celia, who was sitting on his lap, shifted and turned to him.

“Do you want to taste more?” she asked with a smile.

“No. I’m fine. It’s better for you to have it. This will improve your bloodline, so—”

“Stop. Stop being just a killjoy. We can just grow more of them so it’s fine if you take one or two bites,” she said and then bit into the fruit and before he could reply, kissed him.

Her tongue rolled a piece of the fruit into his mouth. He tasted the sweet, tangy fruit mixed with Celia’s warm saliva.

It was salty and sweet at the same time, making his shaft twitch in his pants.

She rolled the fruit over his tongue, teasing him, not letting him return it to her. Their tongues tangled in a wet, hungry dance. Isaac tried to take control, but Celia pushed harder.

Their saliva mixed as they fought to give the fruit to each other. Finally, Isaac won. He forced the piece into her mouth.

She swallowed it with a soft gulp, her throat moving under his gaze. Their lips parted with a wet smack.

Celia’s face was flushed red, and her eyes were dark with lust. She stood up slowly, her body swaying just a bit.

Turning to him, she hopped up to sit on the edge of the table. Her skirt rode up her thighs, showing smooth skin.

She lifted her shirt slowly, revealing her bare breasts. They were full and round, nipples already hard and pink.

“Since you won’t eat the fruit, how about me? You haven’t tasted me for months,” she said in a low, seductive voice.

Her words sent a rush of heat straight to Isaac’s groin. As she spoke, he felt invisible fingers tugging at his shirt buttons.

It was her Telekinesis, undoing them one by one without touching him. The cool air hit his chest, making his skin prickle.

Isaac’s hands moved fast. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. His mouth found her nape, then he lowered his head slowly, kissing each part of her figure.

He reached her breast, and his lips wrapped around one nipple. He sucked hard, tongue flicking over the stiff peak. Celia moaned, her fingers digging into his hair.

“Yes, just like that. Bite them lightly.”

Her voice was breathy, and needy.

While she talked, Isaac felt his pants loosen. The zipper slid down on its own, then the fabric pulled away. Her Telekinesis stripped him bare from the waist down.

His shaft sprang free, pre-cum already beading at the tip.

He lifted his head from her breast and kissed her neck, lips brushing the soft skin of her nape. Celia tilted her head, giving him more access.

Then she leaned in and dove her tongue into his ear. It was wet and warm, swirling inside, making him shiver.

A spark of surprise hit Isaac, and he jerked back on instinct.

But her hands wrapped tight around his head, holding him in place. Her legs hooked around his waist, pulling him between her thighs.

She wouldn’t let him go.

At the same time, a strange, wet sensation started around his shaft.

It felt like a tongue licking him, soft and insistent, sliding up and down his length. But there was no one there.

Isaac realized it was Celia, her Telekinesis mimicking her tongue’s movements.

While she kissed and licked his ear, the same tongue’s Telekinesis caressed his cock, teasing the veins, circling the head.

The feeling was intense, like two of her mouths on him at once. His hips bucked forward, seeking more.

The phantom tongue lapped at his balls, then sucked gently on the tip, drawing out more pre-cum.

Isaac groaned into her neck, his hands sliding under her skirt to grip her ass. Her skin was hot, cheeks firm under his fingers.

He squeezed, pulling her closer so his cock pressed against her thigh. The real Celia nibbled his earlobe, her breath ragged.

“You like that? Is my tongue making you feel good?” she whispered.

Isaac could only nod, his mind foggy with pleasure.

She kept it up, the telekinetic tongue working faster now. It licked the underside of his shaft in long, slow strokes, then swirled around the head like she was savoring a treat.

Isaac’s balls tightened, his shaft pulsing with need. He was close, so close to the release. His breath came in short gasps.

Just as he teetered on the edge, Celia’s real hand moved down. It wrapped around the head of his shaft.

He couldn’t hold back. His shaft twitched hard, and he released everything into her palm. Thick ropes of cum shot out, coating her hand in sticky white.

She kept her grip steady, milking him until he was spent. Her skirt stayed clean, protected by her quick move.

Celia lifted her cum-covered hand, eyes locked on Isaac’s. She brought it to her mouth and licked it clean, tongue sliding over her fingers, sucking each drop.

The sight made his cock twitch again, even though he was sensitive.

“How was it? I learned something new for you,” she purred into his ear with a husky voice.

Isaac didn’t answer with words.

Instead, he grabbed her skirt and pulled it up in one rough motion.

The fabric tore a little at the seam—which was probably bad since they were her concert props—but he didn’t care.

Months without her touch had built up too much hunger. Now that they had started, he needed to do her, to feel her tightness around him.

Then pushing aside her undergarment, Celia spread her legs wider on the table. She was bare, lips swollen and glistening with wetness.

Isaac stepped between her thighs. He rubbed the head of his shaft against her slit, coating himself in her juices. She was so wet, dripping down her thighs.

“Fuck me, Isaac. I want your cock,” she begged, her Telekinesis brushing lightly over his chest like teasing fingers.

He thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one go. Her pussy clenched around him, hot and tight, sucking him in deeper.

Isaac groaned, hands on her hips as he started pounding. Each thrust made her breasts bounce, nipples grazing his chest.

Celia wrapped her legs around him again, pulling him closer.

His hands pinched her nipples, making her moan louder.

“Harder,” she gasped. He obliged, slamming into her, the table creaking under them.

Her walls fluttered around his shaft, gripping him like a vice. Sweat beaded on their skin, their bodies slapping together wetly.

He leaned down to kiss her, tongues tangling as he entered her deep. Celia’s hands roamed his back, nails scratching lightly.

She used her Telekinesis to make him feel like extra mouths kissing his shoulders, licking his neck.

The sensations overwhelmed him, pushing him toward another edge. She came first, her pussy spasming around him, juices squirting out with each thrust.

“Yes! Cum inside me!” she cried.

Isaac lost control, thrusting one last time and filling her with his seed. Hot cum flooded her, mixing with her wetness.

They stayed like that, panting. Their bodies were pressed close. Isaac pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak from her pussy.

Celia smiled, scooping it with her finger and licked it. The motion made him harden once again.

“You have some time before you have to go meet Selene for her bloodline evolution, right? How about you spend that time here?” she asked, spreading her pussy with her fingers.