I Became My Son's First Love - Chapter 70

“Ah!”

“I imagined doing that, while rubbing my fully erect cock.”

Leaving his mark all over her pale skin, filling her with his seed, and imprinting his scent on her body.

“I pressed down on the tip of my cock with my nails, rubbing hard, imagining it pressing against your soft breasts.”

As Eve moaned from the thick shaft rubbing deep inside her, Azazel began to move his hips in earnest.

Thud! Smack! Thud!

The sound of their flesh colliding harshly echoed loudly. Although she knew it wasn’t real, Eve was afraid that someone might see them. The dream felt so vividly like reality. With each of Azazel’s powerful thrusts, her wet thighs began to drip with her juices, the squelching sound growing louder.

Squelch! Squish!

“Can you see your nipples standing up? Ah, and look, you’re standing up down there too, aren’t you?”

Azazel reached out and pinched the nipple he had teased into stiffness, twisting it hard. A moan escaped her lips as she involuntarily clenched her lower muscles.

“Ugh, mmm!”

But Azazel didn’t give Eve a moment to complain. He pressed his cock deeper inside her, moving his hips roughly. As the pleasure grew more intense, Eve’s weakened body was pushed against the cold window. The sensation of her highly stimulated breasts rubbing against the glass caused her body to release a sudden gush of fluids.

“Ah!”

At that moment, almost as if she had heard her voice, the illusion of Eve inside the room began to slowly walk toward the terrace. Though Eve couldn’t be seen and knew it was just a dream, she tensed up, afraid she might be caught by her approaching self.

Sensing her tension, Azazel wrapped his arms tightly around her and pressed her body more firmly against the window. Eve stifled a scream, shaking her head, but Azazel paid no mind and whispered, “Show her how good this feels. Show her who you’ll be having sex with from now on.”

“Ugh, stop it… ah!”

As Eve groaned in protest from the rough stimulation, the illusion of herself inside the window stood completely naked in front of the disheveled Eve. She was so close that it looked like they were staring directly at each other.

Eve gasped sharply, and as if he had been waiting for that moment, Azazel thrust his hips, forcing her body to slam against the window. His thick shaft continued to pound into her, crushing the tender, wet flesh inside.

Thrust! Squish! Smack!

With each movement, the wet sounds of their coupling grew louder.

“Ahh! Mmm! Ugh, ah!”

Azazel gripped her soft body tightly, plunging into her over and over again. Finally, just as the illusion of Eve reached out her hand toward the Eve held by Azazel, she tightly clenched her inner walls.

Azazel, barely holding back his climax, whispered with feigned composure, “What’s wrong, Eve? It’s not real.”

Azazel gently kissed the trembling Eve’s neck, teasing her as she bit her lip in frustration.

“Hmm? Let her watch. She didn’t know this pleasure back then, did she?”

“Shut up…”

When Eve snapped irritably, Azazel chuckled, turning to swallow her lips. His tongue explored her mouth, greedily sucking on her saliva, as Eve glared at him with sharp eyes. Only when she had stopped struggling did he pull back, pretending to surrender, and laid her down on the terrace floor.

Though she didn’t like the idea of lying on the floor, she was relieved that she no longer had to face herself.

However, her relief didn’t last long. To her shock, she realized that the illusion of herself was still standing in front of the window, watching them. Startled, Eve opened her eyes wide, but before she could say anything, Azazel thrust his cock back inside her, sending a shiver through her body.

Azazel, noticing where her gaze had landed, deliberately kissed her deeply and began moving his hips again. Eve wanted to protest, to tell him to stop, but her body was much more honest than her words. Her inner muscles gripped his cock tightly as he thrust into her.

With each movement, Azazel reveled in the sensation of her walls clinging to him.

“Mmm, ugh!”

Her moans mixed with the sound of their wet bodies and filled the terrace. The thought of herself, legs spread wide, embracing Azazel in front of her illusion, made her body flush with embarrassment and excitement. For a moment, it felt as if their eyes met, and the realization made her insides tighten.

Eve clung to Azazel’s body, and with a quiet groan, he pushed his fully engorged shaft deep into her. As her inner walls squeezed around him, Azazel gritted his teeth and thrust even harder.

Thrust! Squish! Smack!

With each motion, her walls clamped down, leaving no room for Azazel to hold back any longer. He gave one final, forceful thrust, spilling his seed deep inside her. The intense feeling of his release against her womb sent Eve over the edge once more. Even as he ejaculated, Azazel continued to move his hips slowly, savoring the feel of her body as it convulsed around him.

Gasping for breath, Eve tried to push his face away, but he kept kissing her, swallowing her shallow breaths. It wasn’t until her vision began to blur from lack of air that Azazel finally pulled away and whispered, “So, how was my first masturbation?”

His first masturbation? All this time, she had been watching herself, not him. Even though it wasn’t real, the fact that she had been having sex in front of herself, in such a perverse way, left Eve trembling with both shame and excitement.

As she shivered in the aftermath of her climax, trying to calm her still-quivering body, Azazel gently took her wrist and began to soothe her again.

“Look at me, Eve. Hmm?”

His soft voice, so gentle after being so rough, made Eve more irritated. She glared at him with sharp eyes, but Azazel smiled and said, “You still have some energy left. After all, it’s a dream, so no harm will come to you if we play a bit longer.”

Realizing what he meant, Eve tried to pull her wrist free from his grasp, but it was no use. Azazel, his eyes flushed red with desire, yanked her close. The sudden motion caused his cock, still buried inside her, to slip out, and thick white seed began to drip from her opening. Azazel gazed down at the fluid running down her thighs with regret.

Panicking, Eve closed her legs tightly, trying to block his view. Of course, it didn’t completely hide anything, but Azazel obediently raised his eyes to meet hers. Seeing the wary look she gave him, Azazel’s heart swelled with affection. He chose his words carefully, making sure not to overwhelm her.

“Thank you for loving me.”

Taken aback by his unexpected words, Eve blinked, then nodded arrogantly. “If you know that, then treat me well.”

Resisting the urge to kiss her beautiful face, Azazel replied, “I’ll follow you in whatever way pleases you most.”

“How long do you think it’ll take?”

Though she pretended to be indifferent, the concern in her eyes was clear.

Unable to suppress the smile tugging at his lips, Azazel answered, “As soon as possible.”

“Tell me an exact date.”

Muttering under her breath, Eve hesitated for a moment before adding, “…Come back as soon as you can. Don’t leave me bored.”

Azazel, unable to resist any longer, showered Eve’s face with small kisses.

In fact, the traces he left weren’t only on her lower body. As he touched Eve’s flushed face and the red marks on her white skin, Azazel subtly slipped between her legs.

***

In the dream, Eve’s entire body felt sticky, her nipples and the area between her thighs swollen red, covered in Azazel’s kiss marks. She had no idea how long she had been with him in the dream, but it had been an intensely passionate encounter.

However, it was just a dream, so Eve woke up feeling light. The only evidence of their dreamlike encounter was the dampness in her underwear.

As a result, Eve left the Seratine mansion in perfect condition. Given the situation, with the young duke still severely injured and unconscious, there was no reason for Eve to remain at the estate now that she had recovered. Besides, with her home nearby, there was no need to burden herself by staying in someone else’s home.

After returning to her estate, Eve spent some time comforting the worried Gina and Lina, which left her a bit tired. Still, nothing beat resting at home. Ignoring their nagging, she began preparing to leave the capital. Thanks to her earlier preparations, she was able to take her time tidying things up at her own pace.

Eve’s departure from the capital was uneventful. Since Azazel had yet to wake up and Aeshath remained secluded, even Dane didn’t come to see her off.

However, Dane sent a magnificent bouquet of flowers, twice as large as the one Eve had given him, as a farewell. While gazing at the large bouquet swaying inside the carriage, Eve unfolded a letter from Aeshath that she had received before leaving.