In Another World, All Milfs Will Be Mine-Chapter 166: [ - - ]

The first thing Leo felt was warmth.

It wasn’t the scorching heat of a dragon’s breath or the feverish burn of a battle wound. It was soft, enveloping, and smelled faintly of lavender and fresh linen.

He groaned, burying his face deeper into the pillow, trying to hold onto the last second of sleep.

His body felt heavy, pleasantly exhausted from the previous night’s activities. The memories of Belladonna in the town square, the magic trick, and the subsequent marathon in the penthouse played in his mind like a highlight reel.

"Wake up, sleepyhead."

Suddenly a soft, melodic voice that felt far too cheerful for the morning surprised him.

Slowly he cracked one eye open to look.

The room was bathed in the golden light of late morning. Dust motes danced in the sunbeams that streamed through the heavy velvet curtains of the Gilded Lily’s penthouse suite.

And there, leaning over him, was his beautiful Seraphine.

She looked radiant as ever.

Her blonde hair was pulled back in a loose, elegant bun, with a few stray strands framing her face.

She was wearing a simple white blouse that was unbuttoned just enough to hint at the curve of her cleavage, and dark trousers that hugged her hips real tight.

She was smiling down at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Good morning," she whispered softly.

Leo smiled looking at her beautiful face, "Morning, beautiful! What time is it?"

"Almost noon," Seraphine teased, "You slept like the dead. I was half-tempted to check for a pulse."

She leaned in, her lips brushing against his forehead in a soft, tender kiss.

"She must have drained you," she said, gesturing to the bedside table, "I brought you breakfast"

A silver tray sat there, laden with fresh fruits, warm bread, cheese, and a goblet of wine. The smell made Leo’s stomach growl loudly.

"You are an angel, cutie!" Leo could not help smile ear to ear, trying to sit up.

But as he pushed himself up on his elbows, the sheet slipped down, revealing the reason he had slept so soundly.

Belladonna was lying next to him on her stomach. She was completely naked. Her pale smooth skin shone in the sunlight slipping through the window.

The sheet covered her barely below her tempting, plump hips, leaving her smooth, sculpted shoulders and the curve of her spine exposed.

Her raven hair was fanned out across the pillow, as he could hear her soft snoring.

Leo looked at her, remembering the way she had screamed his name all night long. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

But just then, he felt a chill down his spine.

He quickly turned to look back at Seraphine.

Her smile hadn’t vanished, but her cheeks had puffed up slightly. Her eyes narrowed as she followed his gaze to the sleeping Bandit Queen.

"Enjoying the view?" Seraphine asked, her voice dripping with sugary sweetness that fooled absolutely no one.

"It’s a nice view," Leo admitted, not sensing the danger. He reached for a grape.

Seraphine slapped his hand away lightly. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Hey!"

"No food for perverts," she scolded. She crossed her arms, looking down at him with mock disapproval.

"Honestly, Leo. I am busy keeping your town up and running an you go around defiling the town square with your ’General’?"

"We were just... testing the structural integrity of the bench," Leo grinned, showing his teeth. "It held up well."

Seraphine rolled her eyes, letting out a helpless sigh. She reached out and flicked him on the forehead.

"You are incorrigible," she muttered. But the anger wasn’t real. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her posture slumping slightly.

"I am exhausted, Leo," she gave a dramatic sigh as she rubbed her temples.

"Do you have any idea how much paperwork I have to deal with?"

"The tax records are a mess. The grain silos were half-empty. I have been meeting with merchants since dawn, organizing repairs for the wall, soothing the fears of the local nobles... I haven’t slept in two days."

She looked at him, her eyes soft and vulnerable.

"And while I am running around like a headless chicken, trying to hold your new kingdom together..." She gestured to Belladonna.

"She gets to sleep in. She gets dates. She gets magic tricks."

"You know about the magic trick?" Leo’s eyes widened in surprise, "How...?"

"Running the city has its perks," Seraphine smirked.

Leo smiled as he reached out, taking her cold hand in his.

"Seraphine..."

"Hush," she silenced him, placing a finger on his lips, "I am not finished complaining."

She leaned closer, her amber eyes locking onto his.

"I thought once we take over the town, we would both rule it." Seraphine looked at him with a teasing smirk, as her eyes gazed at Belladonna’s exposed back, "But it feels like I am the only one doing the ruling, while you are doing the... conquering."

Leo opened his mouth to defend himself, to say that he had handled Volkov, that he had secured the letter to the King. But in front of her, the words died in his throat.

Seraphine smirked. It was a triumphant little expression. For the first time since they met, she had managed to render him speechless.

"Cat got your tongue, My Lord?" She teased, as she stood up from the edge of the bed and moved.

She didn’t walk away. She climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips, settling her weight directly over his groin.

Leo’s breath hitched.

"Since you are so well-rested," Seraphine whispered, her hands resting on his chest, "Maybe you can help me relieve some stress."

She leaned down and captured his lips.

It wasn’t a wild and devouring kiss like Belladonna’s.

This was slow, and deliberate as she tried to taste his lips. Her tongue swept into his mouth, exploring him with a confident rhythm, demanding his submission.

Leo groaned into the kiss, his hands coming up to grip her waist.

Seraphine pulled back slightly, breaking the kiss but keeping her face inches from his. Her eyes were filled with overflowing desire.

"Don’t move," she ordered softly, "Let me take care of you."

Her hands moved to her own blouse. With practiced ease, she undid the top buttons, spreading the fabric open. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her breasts spilled out, pale and perfect, the nipples hardened into pink peaks.

She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against chest, skin on skin. She rubbed herself against him, the friction sending sparks through his nerves.

"You feel warm," she murmured against his neck.

Her hands moved down his body. She traced the lines of his abs, her fingers trailing lower, over the waistband of his trousers.

She found the bulge.

Even through the fabric, he was hard. The morning wood, combined with her presence, had him straining against the cloth.

Seraphine smiled against his throat. She rubbed her palm over the length of him, teasing the head through the layers.

"Someone feels impatient," she whispered.

She sat up, reaching for his belt. Her cold, slender fingers made quick work of the buckle. She shoved his trousers and boxers down to his knees, freeing him.

His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, twitching in the cool air of the room.

Seraphine looked down at it. She licked her lips.

"Magnificent as always," she breathed.

She wrapped her hand around the base. Her skin was cool, a stark contrast to his burning heat. She gave a firm squeeze, testing his hardness.

Then, she began to stroke.

"Oh..." Leo hissed, his head falling back against the pillow. "Seraphine..."

She moved her hand up and down, slow at first, spreading the pre-cum over the head to lubricate the motion. She used her thumb to rub the slit at the top, circling it maddeningly.

"Does that feel good, my dear?" she asked, leaning down to kiss his jawline.

"Yes," Leo choked out, "God, yes."

She picked up the pace. Her grip was firm, confident. She knew exactly what she was doing. She twisted her wrist at the top of each stroke, adding a delicious friction that made his hips buck involuntarily.

She moved her mouth to his neck. She sucked hard on the sensitive spot just below his ear, her tongue lapping at the skin. She bit down gently, leaving a mark to match the ones he had given Belladonna.

"I am willing to share you," she whispered against his skin, echoing his words from the night before, "But you belong to me, too, Leo. Don’t forget that."

She sucked harder, leaving a dark hickey on his neck.

Her hand moved faster. The wet sounds of her stroking filled the quiet room.

Schlick.

Schlick.

Schlick.

Leo arched his back, his hands gripping the sheets. The pleasure was building rapidly, focused entirely on the sensation of her cool hand and her hot mouth.

"I am close," Leo gasped, his voice ragged, "Seraphine... I am going to..."

She pulled back. She looked at him, her eyes shining with triumph, "Don’t hold back dear... Let me have it."

She didn’t stop stroking. Instead, she leaned down.

She opened her mouth and took the head of his cock inside.

"FUCK!" Leo roared, his entire body seizing up.

The warmth of her mouth combined with the motion of her hand was too much. She swirled her tongue around the tip, sucking hard as his hips jerked upward.

He exploded.

Hot, white ropes of seed shot into her mouth. She didn’t pull away. she kept sucking, swallowing every drop, milking him dry with her hand and her throat.

Leo collapsed back onto the pillows, his chest heaving, his mind completely blanked out by the intensity of the release.

Seraphine pulled off slowly with a wet pop. She licked her lips, cleaning them off, looking incredibly satisfied with herself.

"Good boy," she purred, patting his cheek.

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