I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 235 Path to Arch Mage - [half - r18]

Her hands moved to cup his balls, gently massaging them as she took him deeper into her mouth.

Julian could feel it, the way she eagerly sucked, the wet rhythm of her mouth making it clear she was loving every second of it. Her movements were greedy, almost possessive, as if she couldn't get enough.

Eleanor felt his cock swell her mouth. She increased her pace, eager to taste his cum. "Cu...cum for me," she mumbled, her voice muffled around his cock.

Julian's eyes snapped open, locking onto hers with raw need. His breath came in ragged gasps, and with one final thrust, he buried himself deep in her mouth, his body tensing as he came hard.

"Take it all, baby," he growled, the words slipping from his lips as he emptied himself.

Eleanor took it all, her throat working around him as she swallowed every drop of his warm, thick release.

"Mmm..., that's it," she moaned, her voice muffled but filled with hunger. "So good..."

Julian's hand relaxed in her hair, his grip loosening as he pulled her back gently, his cock slipping out form her mouth with a wet sound.

"You suck so good, Eleanor," he said, still catching his breath as the aftershocks of pleasure rippled through him.

She licked her lips, the salty taste of him lingering on her tongue as she sat back on her heels.

"I missed sucking your cock, Julian," she said, her voice a little breathless but filled with satisfaction.

Julian chuckled, his gaze locked on her as he caught his breath. "Well, you're definitely making up for lost time,"

He pulled up his pants and adjusted his attire with a calm yet mischievous smile.

"Eleanor, it's time to trap mother," he said, his voice smooth and confident with a spark of determination in his eyes.

Eleanor was momentarily taken aback by his sudden declaration. She stood gracefully, smoothing out her dress as she processed his words.

Julian stood and began to get ready for the day. "Time to set the stage for our little show. Let's see how far mother can resist." he muttered to himself.

**

Julian made his way to the dining hall for the breakfast. At the table Alden, Regina and Gregoria exchanged conversations about Augustus' deteriorating health and various tasks around the duchy.

As Julian entered, everyone briefly glanced up. He nodded with a confident smile and greeted them calmly. "Good morning, everyone."

"Good morning, Julian," they greeted him.

Julian took his seat at the table and poured himself a glass of juice. The conversations continued and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

The atmosphere remained professional, each family member focused on their discussions and duties, exchanging updates about the duchy's wellbeing, finances, and community affairs.

Meanwhile Julian mind raced as he glanced at Regina, How should I proceed this? he thought.

He chuckled to himself as he continued The past me would have never thought that I would be scheming to manipulate my own mother.

After some exchange of the conversation and a stomach full of dishes, he went back to his room. He closed the door behind him and settled on the floor in a lotus position.

He concentrated and began his cultivation. With each breath, he absorbed the mana and focused intently on the elemental pixels. The tiny, shining fragments of energy covered his vision entirely, but now, there was no strain and no fatigue.

He could feel the pixels, their tiny flicker, their interaction with other pixels, and this time his focus was no longer held back by the strain on his eyes or their incomprehension. It simply felt natural.

"Yes," Julian said as a confident smile formed on his face. "Finally... I have gotten used to the pixels."

He could feel the qualitative change going through his body. The path to Arch Mage was no longer distant, and he could feel the overwhelming volume of mana nourishing him continuously.

The previous almost unquenchable mana absorption that he had obtained from the system was no longer necessary, as his body was now capable of absorbing the mana on its own, without Julian consciously willing it.