Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System-Chapter 73 - 72: Final Affection Mission (2/3)

8:30 AM, Yukio’s room.

Yukio was sleeping peacefully in bed, her sleep appearing undisturbed.

Perhaps because her womb still held Roland’s "stock," the recurring nightmare that had plagued her nights had vanished, even without his presence.

If this continued, she wouldn’t need Roland by her side every night. Simply having him replenish her "stock" each evening would suffice.

It was undeniably a brilliant idea, one that made her itch to try it out. Unfortunately, putting it into practice might prove... slightly challenging.

It had been nearly 72 hours since Roland first gifted her with his "stock." Yet she hadn’t taken any precautions whatsoever, leaving those billions of dangerous entities to linger in her womb for so long.

Even though she was currently in her safe period, such periods weren’t foolproof. Even minor emotional fluctuations could trigger ovulation.

Over the past two days, Yukio’s emotions had been in turmoil. She felt an inexplicable premonition that she might actually be carrying Roland’s child...

If her belly truly began to swell, how would she explain it to her daughter?

Yukio was deeply conflicted. While she longed to bear his child, she didn’t want it to happen so soon.

Even setting aside the issue of explaining it to her daughter, if she were to carry the pregnancy to term, she would likely be sidelined from the plot for the next ten months.

Ten months! How would she endure?

Though Yukio had repeatedly vowed to keep Roland out of her bed, the thought of going without his touch for the next ten months was almost unbearable.

She was already over forty. How much time could she afford to waste?

As the saying "a forty-year-old woman is like a hungry wolf" wasn’t just a myth?

Yukio was truly ravenous, especially after hearing her daughter’s pleasure cries from the next room last night. Her pussy juices had flowed uncontrollably all night, not even Buzz Buzz could stem the tide.

After all, Buzz Buzz was too small and cold. She needed something large and hot to plug the opening.

’Yes, yes, yes! This is it! This is exactly what I need!’

She was intimately familiar with this sensation—the feeling of being filled, as if her body were being stretched open, embraced, and enveloped.

She loved it so much. She had waited all night for this, and finally, it was here again!

Yukio, half-asleep, suddenly felt an intruder against her pussy making her body feel full. As if by reflex, her body clamped down fiercely on the intruder.

Only after her legs had firmly gripped his waist did she jolt awake. Where did this thrust come from?!

Well, given this perfectly fitting shape, where else could it have come from? Of course, it was from her beloved.

That naughty boy had secretly climbed into her bed while she slept and thrust directly into her naked body!

Yukio hastily woke up, her face a mix of surprise... ugh, no, horror! She glared reproachfully at her lover in her arms. "You rascal! Who told you to come in here?!"

Without a word, Roland silenced Yukio with a kiss, his tongue plunging into her mouth for a passionate two minutes before he finally pulled back, leaving a lingering connection. "See? Aunt Yukio you let me in."

Yukio, breathless after the prolonged kiss, her eyes glazed with desire.

Indeed, she hadn’t resisted at all. In fact, she had eagerly parted her lips to meet his before he even drew close.

So, whatever her mind might say, her body had clearly welcomed him in.

Welcomed was hardly the word to describe her current state. Her body was yearning for him to enter, yearning!

"Ahh~"

Yukio couldn’t help but press against him, moaning softly in pleasure. Then, whispering into his ear, her breath warm and fragrant, she murmured, "Silly boy, of course Aunt Yukio let you in. These places were made for you to enter, you know?"

"Of course I know," Roland replied, kissing her skin. "After all, Aunt Yukio is my beloved."

"Yes, Aunt Yukio is yours. Everything about Aunt Yukio belongs to you... but." Yukio had fully accepted that she was Roland’s possession, which was exactly what she had hoped for.

But hope was hope, and desire was desire. Some boundaries simply couldn’t be crossed.

So Aunt Yukio looked at him pleadingly and said, "Look, I’ve already let you in. Can we just satisfy ourselves a little and then separate? If Haruno finds out about us, there won’t be any place for you in this house anymore."

"Wouldn’t that be even better? Then we could move out together, just the two of us, and live together, doing whatever we want."

"Are you suggesting we run away together?"

"I am. Aunt Yukio could come live at my place, stay in my room, and be my hidden treasure."

"That sounds tempting, but as a mother, I can’t abandon my daughter and my home, you know?" Yukio said, her heart moved but her resolve firm.

According to Roland’s plan, she would go to his house, live in his room, be locked up there for life with no hope of escape, and endure his daily and nightly sexual hunger and humiliation.

That kind of decadent life was undoubtedly what she craved most right now. She wished Roland would stay inside her forever.

But as the saying goes, wishing is one thing, reality is another. As a mature adult, she couldn’t only consider her own desires.

At the very least, she couldn’t betray her daughter again.

"But Aunt Yukio, I’m already inside. We can’t separate without lowering the temperature. What do you suggest we do?" Roland retorted, finding her logic sound.

As for what would happen if Haruno found out...

Laughable! Haruno already knew about their affair. Why would he worry about being discovered?

What else could they do? Drag Haruno into it, of course!

Roland was in Yukio’s room precisely because Haruno had instructed him to be there. It was all for the sake of the show’s entertainment value, and she’d forbidden him from telling Yukio.

Besides, Roland wasn’t particularly eager to reveal the truth. Seeing Yukio’s conflicted expression—both wanting and fearing—filled him with immense satisfaction.

Compared to the feeling of being able to act recklessly without restraint, the constant tension of potentially being discovered was undeniably more irresistible. This fear is making Yukio pussy gripped on his dick tightened.

"Didn’t you just finish with Haruno? Still not satisfied?" Yukio asked, her voice tinged with fear as she watched Roland’s unwavering determination. This little rascal better not actually do anything rash.

"Exactly because I just finished with Haruno, I want to claim you even faster."

"You little brat... what exactly do you want to turn our mother-daughter relationship into?"

"Then, is Aunt Yukio willing?"

"Aunt Yukio has already said, for you, she’d do anything, but....Mmph!"

Yukio’s eyes widened mid-sentence. She had intended to refuse, but the moment she uttered the word "anything," that mischievous boy silenced her with a kiss.

The familiar sensation returned—her lips parted without resistance, welcoming his soft intrusion, and then began to entwine with her tongue with his.

Accompanying that tenderness was the familiar, insistent pressure. Mixing their saliva with each other and trying to suck the soul of each other is simply too intoxicating.

He’s trying to break through my defenses, to turn my pussy into a flowing river.

Yukio’s body trembled. She knew the boy could no longer wait to possess her.

The problem was her legs—they refused to obey, clamping tightly around him, unwilling to release their grip. She couldn’t even run away.

This was dangerous. Haruno and Yuki were still home. If they kept this up, they’d definitely be discovered.

They couldn’t do this. They really couldn’t. Roland, stop!

But Yukio made no movement to stop Roland she could only take Roland thrust and feel his deep desire to make her his.

But as soon as it started, Yukio quickly lost her composure under Roland’s relentless advances, transforming into a merciless cumming machine that filled the room with the Yukio moans and Roland groans.

[Final Affection Mission: Home Run! (2/3)]

Surprisingly, the Final Affection Mission remained incomplete, even after their wild, chaotic night together.

The mission’s progress wasn’t measured by duration, but by frequency.

As long as they remained intertwined, even if they stayed fused for an entire year, it would only count as one instance.

But Roland no longer cared about the mission. In his mind, its completion was inevitable. Right now all he could think of is fuck this beautiful milf until her pussy couldn’t handle his dick.

When it came to "home runs," there were only two possibilities: zero times or countless times. Unless Yukio resolutely refused to be with him, once she gave in, there would be no stopping her.

After all, if she had already surrendered the most important and difficult decision—her first time—what challenge could the second or third time possibly pose?

Forget the second time—this was already Yukio’s umpteenth cumming session. Her belly’s reserves had been replenished once again, brimming full with Roland virile semen.

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