I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Julian’s grip on her hips tightened as he picked up speed, fucking her harder. The lewd, wet slapping sounds of skin meeting skin filled the room, mingling with her broken moans and his low, satisfied grunts.

”You’re taking me so well, Sera,” he growled, voice rough with lust.

Her moans soon became nearly continuous. She pushed back against him desperately, meeting every powerful thrust.

”Young lord… ahhhh… I’m going to cum again… Your cock is making me cum again… mmmhh!”

Her pussy clenched tightly around him as another devastating orgasm ripped through her. Fresh juices gushed around his cock, soaking his balls and running down her thighs in warm rivulets. Julian kept thrusting through her climax, drawing out every shiver and every cry until she was a trembling, sobbing wreck beneath him.

Only then did he allow himself to let go. With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself as deep as possible and came hard, releasing spurts of hot cum deep inside her. Sera moaned weakly and her inner walls milked him greedily, drawing out every drop.

After few moments, Julian finally collapsed on top of her, his chest pressing against her back. Their breathing was ragged and heavy, filling the quiet sunlit room. Sera seemed utterly spent beneath him, almost drifting in and out of consciousness. Her body continued to tremble with the lingering aftershocks of her intense orgasms and a soft, broken whimpers still escaped from her lips.

Julian stayed buried inside her for a long moment, savoring the warmth of her body and the way her pussy continued to flutter and clench around his cock. He inhaled the sweet, musky scent of their passion, a faint smile playing on his lips. Then, with a reluctant sigh, he gathered his composure and slowly pushed himself up.

He pulled out carefully, watching as a trickle of their combined fluids leaked from her swollen folds. Straightening up, he fastened his trousers and adjusted his clothes. His gaze lingered on Sera’s disheveled form—her dress now bunched messily around her waist, her panties still tangled around her ankles, and her glistening pussy exposed and leaking onto the rumpled sheets. Her eyes were half-lidded and a thin trail of drool glistened at the corner of her mouth as she lay there, thoroughly used and blissfully satisfied.

Without another word, Julian turned toward the door, opened it quietly, and stepped out, leaving her to recover in the afterglow.

Outside, the castle was far more lively than usual. The visit of Count Azmed, one of the kingdom’s most powerful nobles, had transformed the duchy into a hub of elegant activity.

Servants hurried through the corridors with armfuls of fresh flowers, gleaming silverware, and the finest linens. Banners bearing the proud Astran crest, subtly interwoven with Azmed colors, hung along the main halls. The air was rich with the aroma of freshly baked bread wafting from the kitchens and the delicate, soothing scent of incense being prepared for the formal reception.

Julian walked through the bustling corridors with measured, confident steps, his mind already shifting from pleasure to politics. The upcoming meeting with Count Azmed and Lady Elara was crucial, and he needed to be fully prepared. He made his way toward the main hall, but just as he reached the grand staircase leading to the lower floor, a familiar voice called out behind him.

”Young lord!”

Julian paused and glanced back. Commander Aldric was waving as he approached at a hurried pace. The commander was slightly out of breath.

”Young lord, Lord Astran has summoned you,” Aldric said as he reached him.

Julian raised an eyebrow. ”Is it something serious? You seem rather winded.”

Aldric smiled and shook his head. ”No, young lord. I simply ran all the way from the Duke’s office.”

Julian returned the smile with a slight nod. ”Lead the way.”

**

Inside the Duke’s private office, the Duke stood before an ornate cupboard, carefully inspecting various decorations placed inside. Upon hearing the noise outside, he turned to the door with a stern expression.

Julian and Commander Aldric entered.

The Duke dismissed the commander with a curt gesture. Aldric bowed deeply and quietly closed the door behind him, leaving father and son alone.

The Duke studied Julian for a long moment, his sharp, assessing eyes taking in every detail.

”Kraven,” the Duke said at last, his voice low and serious. ”I know you have changed. You are a different man now. I want you to make that clear to Count Azmed as well. He has always been a steadfast supporter of our family, even during our most difficult times. Show him the same respect you show me.”

Julian nodded slowly, listening with careful attention. The Duke moved to his desk and sat down, motioning for Julian to take the seat opposite him.

”This meeting is important,” the Duke continued. ”House Azmed has been one of our strongest allies for generations. They stood by us when others turned away. The Count is a man of honor and principle. He gave you, gave us, a chance despite the scandals of your past. Do not take that lightly.”

He leaned forward, locking eyes with his son. ”I have heard the rumors that reached him regarding you. But those are not just rumors anymore, those are reality... you have proven yourself. Use this opportunity to demonstrate it. Be respectful. Be the son I know you can be. Lady Elara is an excellent match—talented, intelligent, and from a powerful house. Treat her with the dignity and honor she deserves.”

Julian remained silent for a moment, absorbing his father’s words. There was genuine hope in the Duke’s eyes—hope that this ”new Kraven” would not repeat the mistakes of the past. It was both touching and strategically useful.

”I understand, Father,” Julian replied finally. ”I will not disappoint you. Or the family.”

The Duke nodded in response. He was silent for a long moment as if something heavy was running through his mind. Finally, with a slightly apologetic expression, he spoke.

”I know I am placing a burden on you, Kraven,” the Duke said, his voice lower now, almost weary. ”I also know that you are not ready to bind yourself in this marriage.”