Lylia's voice rang out, startling both Noan and Noralia.
They looked at each other, but as Noralia was about to speak, Noan gestured for her to remain silent, then lowered his head and continued savouring the two soft mounds that exuded the sweet scent of milk.
"Mm… Um… Noan… you… stop… Lylia is outside," Noralia tried to suppress her voice, lowering it to the faintest whisper.
Noan didn't respond, simply continuing to indulge himself with her breasts, leaving her feeling both embarrassed and anxious, unsure of what to do next.
His wet, warm tongue engulfed her in a wave of desire, making her reluctant for it to end—she only wished for it to continue.
"Mm… Noan, don't… stop, Lylia will find us… mm…" Noralia moaned, pleading with Noan.
Yet he seed oblivious, wholly engrossed in what he was doing.
"Mom!" Lylia called again from outside, "Are you already asleep?"
Noralia wanted to answer, but fear of being discovered by Lylia made her hurriedly cover her mouth with both hands, trying to stifle any sound escaping her lips.
At first, she hadn't expected that doing this would make her lose control, but lewd sounds kept slipping out against her will.
Now she realised this act was not painful—on the contrary, it was a kind of pleasure she had long yearned for.
It was so intoxicating that Noralia could no longer control herself.
But at this mont, with Lylia standing just outside the door, Noralia felt not only embarrassnt and anxiety, but also an inexplicable sense of thrilling excitent.
"UM!" Noralia suddenly gasped, letting out a louder moan, which made her hastily clamp her hand over her mouth again.
"Mom! Are you still awake? Strange… what's that sound?" Lylia said from outside, confused.
She had co because she was feeling a bit anxious about tomorrow and wanted to have a little chat with her mother.
But perhaps Noralia was already asleep, so Lylia could only sigh and return to her room.
Hearing Lylia's footsteps fade, Noralia pouted and said, "Noan, you're terrible. Do you realise Lylia almost caught us?"
Noan looked up, smiling as he said, "That would've been even better. We could all sleep together and erase any barriers between us."
"Huh! You're so greedy," Noralia pouted, but despite her protest, her body responded all too honestly.
Noan lowered his head again, capturing the pink blossom atop Noralia's breast in his mouth, teasing it relentlessly with his tongue.
"Hm… Noan… "Don't do this..." Noralia groaned.
Her voice made Noan more stimulating, not only did he enjoy Noralia's full breasts, but he also attacked below, starting to enjoy her place.
"Don't! Um... don't... Noan, I beg you... that place… It's so dirty..." Noralia is so embarrassed that she almost cried at the mont.
However, the desire inside her mind says she doesn't have to fight back, lie still and enjoy this feeling.
Noralia sensed that her body was incredibly itchy and even heated up as if she had a fever.
She's beginning to fall in love with this kind of feeling.
"UM!!!" Noralia gripped the bedspread, her legs stretched out as she sensed his tongue had co inside.
The feeling was so great that her tears ca out, her face was red, and her breasts were constantly bulging up and down as she breathed.
A mont later, Noralia's legs stretched again, realising that sothing had just sprung out that made her so comfortable that she saw a new world.
"Ha…ha… Noan... ha..."Noralia gasped, her beautiful face looked at him.
Noan was also unruly, starting to get that thing inside Noralia.
"UM… Noan… "Noralia groaned, her hands clung to Noan's back, her nails clung to his back to the point of bleeding.
But Noan didn't care, anyway, he owned the "Importal" genius, even if his body was blown up, as long as his head wasn't too badly injured, he could still revive.
That's why he and Noralia started fighting. The sound was like clapping, filled with wetness and eroticism.
Along with that cos Noralia's moan when she discovers a new world.
It wasn't as painful as it was then; happiness and the flas of desire spread throughout her body.
Noralia hugged Noan as if she didn't want him to leave and wanted to be one with him.
More than thirty minutes later, everything finally ca to an end.
Noralia could feel the searing hot liquid filling her body, a deep sense of joy and warmth blooming in her heart.
She embraced Noan, only to notice a bit of blood on his back. Startled, she rembered how her nails had dug into his skin earlier, causing her to panic.
"Noan, you… your back…" Noralia stamred, her face clearly showing her worry as tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
"It's alright. I don't feel any pain," Noan replied with a smile.
"But… but… I… I made you bleed. I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I…" Noralia mumbled.
Noan turned his back for her to see and said, "Look, the wound has completely healed. There's not even a scar."
"Ah!" Noralia exclaid when she saw that while there was still blood on Noan's back, there were no wounds, not even a trace of a scar, leaving her astonished.
However, recalling that Noan could use magic even within the city, she figured he must have used magic to heal himself.
Still, guilt lingered in her heart. She gently stroked his back and softly said, "I'm sorry, at that mont… I… I couldn't control myself."
"Are you hurt?"
Noan took Noralia's hand, pulling her closer and embracing her.
"No, but I do feel a little uncomfortable," Noan said with a chuckle.
Noralia asked worriedly, "Ah! Then… what should I do?"
Noan lifted Noralia's chin, making her face him directly.
"Help a little… so I can forget this discomfort."
Hearing his words, Noralia imdiately understood what she needed to do. Though she still felt a bit shy, thinking about what they had just done, she realised there was no longer any reason to refuse.
Instead, she easily followed Noan's lead, lowering her head and extending her soft tongue, beginning to serve him.
Twenty minutes later, Noralia covered her mouth and hurried into the bathroom.
Noan lay sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling in satisfaction.
At this mont, he had four won by his side: Vylyss, Maya, Noralia, and Lylia.
Although Noralia was Lylia's mother, he believed that one day, Lylia would accept this situation.
He wasn't too concerned about conflicts within his harem; instead, he was more worried about how to protect them.
The "anchor point" allowed him to appear in ti to protect them whenever they were in danger.
However, even that wasn't enough.
Lylia was a Landlord ranked A, possessing imnse potential, and her lifespan could increase significantly.
For most Landlords ranked B and above, living over 300 years was considered normal.
For those ranked A, it was even longer.
So even said that Landlords ranked SS could live up to 1,000 years while maintaining their youthful appearance.
Noan was fully confident that he could reach that level — but what about Noralia? She was rely an ordinary person.
Though she appeared to be in her thirties, she was already forty years old, and there wasn't much ti left.
Not to ntion, many illnesses would inevitably surface as Noralia's age advanced.
Noan sighed, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Wait! I still have that special NPC," Noan suddenly rembered, and a wave of happiness rose.
That's right, he recalled that he had an NPC who was an Alchemist Master.
In the world of Fantasy, there were countless potions with miraculous effects.
Thus, Noan believed he could find a potion to help Noralia extend her lifespan.
Moreover, Noan possessed the talent "Almighty Fusion." He was confident that he could grow even stronger, even capable of rging with other things.
This thought reassured him.
At that mont, Noralia stepped out of the bathroom, walked over, and lay beside Noan, tightly embracing him.
"Noan, thank you," Noralia suddenly said.
Noan asked in confusion, "Why are you thanking ?"
"Because you made feel warmth."
Noan chuckled. He hadn't even done much — he had reassured Noralia and ensured she was safe when moving to a new place.
He laughed and said, "Don't worry. As my woman, you will never be wronged."
"Uhm! I believe in you."
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