Strongest Mage with the Lust system - Chapter 791

Chapter 791: I’m Ready, My Lord~
Minutes ticked by, and before long, half an hour had passed.

During this time, Esme thought about many things, recalled many old memories, and fought many internal battles.

In the end, she managed to resolve most of her conflicting feelings, though a few knots lingered. However, she knew only time would be able to unravel them—the time she was going to spend with Max, to be exact.

Taking a breath as deep as her battered lungs allowed her to, she turned her gaze toward Max.

When she saw he seemed to be cultivating, she hesitated.

Interrupting one’s cultivation was considered a taboo because it could cause a backlash. Unless they were enemies or it was absolutely necessary, a matter of life and death, no one would interrupt someone’s cultivation.

A moment later, however, she realized he wasn’t exactly cultivating, and interrupting him wouldn’t cause him any harm.

Relieved, she softly called out, “I’m ready, my Lord.”

As Max had begun recovering his bloodline energy after pushing his reserves to the brink of complete exhaustion twice without having sex to negate the side effects, he started becoming horny.

In this half an hour, he had recovered about ten percent of his bloodline energy reserves, and each percent increase seemed to have multiplied his lust that he was barely able to suppress after recovering over sixty percent before he helped her regain consciousness.

So, when she called out to him, he had stopped recovering more energy and was instead doing his best to suppress his overwhelming lust that threatened to consume him—mind and body.

However, the moment he heard her words spoken in that voice soft as velvet and sweeter than honey, he felt his body tingle, blood rushed to his head, and his lust intensified severalfold.

Snap!

Immediately, the fragile rope of his will, barely containing his lust, shattered into pieces, and…

Swoosh!

One moment he was sitting cross-legged on the ground—and the next moment, he was above her on the bed, pinning her wrists above her head with his hands while his lips crashed onto hers, kissing and sucking on them with a raw, primal need.

Esme’s eyes widened at the surprise attack.

Of course, it was mostly because with her injured foundation, she wasn’t able to use her divine sense effectively; otherwise, Max’s lightning-fast movement would have seemed slow to her.

After her surprise ebbed away, she realized something.

‘He… has been like this, so aroused, since earlier?’ She thought, feeling bad because she asked him to give her time without thinking whether he would be uncomfortable waiting.

‘But he suppressed himself for so long for me.’ She could practically feel his lust oozing out and his stiff member poking her abdomen, which told her how aroused he was and therefore how difficult it must have been for him to suppress himself.

Her gaze turned a notch more tender. Then she closed her eyes, stayed in that defenseless, vulnerable position, and let him do whatever he wanted.

His lust had momentarily overwhelmed him; otherwise, knowing she was injured, he wouldn’t have been so rough.

After he kissed her and sucked her lips, and his tongue danced in her sweet and refreshing mouth for several minutes without a break, he somewhat regained his senses.

Realizing what had happened, he paused for a moment and looked at her before continuing to ravish her, savoring her taste properly.

Esme’s face was beet red, not only from her feeling shy and difficulty in breathing, but also because… she was feeling good, getting devoured by him like this and feeling his hot thing pressing onto her abdomen, which made her feel tingly down there.

Then she suddenly felt him stop, his gaze settling on her. She blushed even more and closed her eyes tighter.

When he continued a moment later, she felt sweet in her heart because in that moment he stopped, he shifted his legs apart so none of his weight was on her, and she wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. And although he seemed to be kissing her with the same intensity, he was being more careful and even a little gentle.

‘He is such a good man…’ She thought, but in the next moment, she felt his hard and hot thing that had just moved away once again poke her abdomen and rub up and down slowly.

She blushed, ‘…He is quite naughty too.’

After ravishing her lips and tongue for a few more minutes, Max finally broke the kiss, allowing her to breathe properly.

He then placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and asked in a husky voice, “You alright?”

Esme stilled when she felt him kiss her so tenderly on her forehead and ask whether she was alright. Numerous emotions welled up in her heart. After she calmed them down, she realized his kiss just now had resolved more of her lingering conflicting feelings.

Taking a breath, she gathered her courage and opened her eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath hitched when she saw the intense desire to ravage her in his reddened eyes.

Her pussy tingled, causing her to rub her thighs. Then, with an enchanting red face, she met his gaze and meekly nodded, “Mm, I’m fine, my Lord. Y-You can… continue.”

Max almost lost his mind once again when he saw her expression and heard her voice. Taking a deep breath, he said in a strained tone, “Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, okay?”

“Mm,” Esme nodded,

‘Fuck! How can she be so tempting? She is leagues beyond Rima, and even Bellie and Siana shouldn’t be her equal.’ He thought.

Beille—Amara’s aunt—and Siana—the auction host he saw in the auction where he bought Golden Python’s egg—were the two most seductive women he had come across. Although he hadn’t faced their full charm, he felt they shouldn’t be her match, especially because Esme was being this irresistible without even trying.

‘No wonder her husband did his best to make her stronger so she could live longer. How could he bear to see this wonderful woman die before him?’

Pushing all the useless thoughts to the back of his mind, he took off his robe, getting naked just like her, and leaned down, softly kissing her cheeks, the tip of her nose, her chin, and her ear. After blowing a hot breath in her ear, which made her tingle, he came down to her, his lips gently grazing her fragrant skin.

Esme held her breath when he started leaving a trail of kisses on her face and neck. But when he came down to her breasts, kissed them before taking her already erect, pink nip in his mouth, lightly biting it between his teeth, she exhaled deeply and let out a moan.

Ahn~

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[A/N: I have uploaded Esme’s picture in the picture section and also in comment section of this chapter.]