Cheat Awakening

"It seems like you haven't had a good time these past two decades, but try to think of the positive side. At least compared to those poor souls who became food for zombies or starved to death, you still have a place to stay and food to eat, right?" Myne comforted Olivia.

"Since you're holding onto so much pressure, let me give you a massage. You'll feel better after this."

Because Myne couldn't fully put himself in her place or imagine her suffering, he soon ran out of words and didn't know what else to say. So, he simply stopped talking nonsense and gently massaged her shoulders.

At first, Olivia wanted to stop him since there was no need for such formalities. It wasn't like they were going to become a couple or anything, and he should really start his work. But once Myne began his massage, she found it unexpectedly pleasant and couldn't bring herself to tell him to stop.

"Mmm~"

Olivia felt light as Myne's hands wandered over her shoulders, pressing gently against her skin. She hadn't felt this good in a long time, but the moment lasted only five minutes before she realised his hands were straying to the wrong places. One of them even found its way between her legs.

"Ahm~"

Feeling Myne's finger brush against her vagina, Olivia took a sharp, nervous breath and instinctively clenched her thighs. But after a moment, she relaxed and parted them again, closing her eyes and letting the "professional" do his work.

Myne chuckled softly, watching Olivia's emotional journey, full of ups and downs, as she pretended to be ignorant, like a shy girl despite being thirty-two years old. He lifted his free hand, grabbed her chin, and forcefully turned her face toward him. Under her confused gaze, he leaned in and kissed her.

For the first few seconds, Olivia was tense, but soon she seemed to start enjoying it. She parted her lips slightly, allowing his tongue inside, and soon their tongues were locked in a fierce battle.

Seeing Olivia challenge him, Myne raised an eyebrow and pushed his tongue so deep into her mouth that she struggled to breathe.

But he didn't stop there. First, he rubbed his index and middle fingers against her entrance beneath the water before sliding them inside her vagina.

Olivia's body trembled slightly—this was unexpected. She hadn't thought Myne would play so dirty. Now, two of her holes were filled, and she had no energy to complain or think straight, her mind in complete disarray.

It didn't take long before Myne pulled his tongue from her mouth, a thin strand of saliva connecting them as he withdrew.

Olivia panted heavily as if she'd climbed dozens of stairs. She didn't understand why this time it felt different, but she could feel heat boiling inside her, an urgent need for something thick and hard to fill her.

"Do you want to taste it?" Myne pulled his fingers from her vagina and showed her the thick, sticky love juice coating them.

Olivia didn't reply but obediently opened her mouth. Myne chuckled lightly and slid both fingers inside, letting her suck on them like a baby.

After feeding Olivia her own juices, Myne patted her thigh, gesturing for her to stand up and step out of the bathtub. The space was too small for both of them to sit together comfortably and have fun.

Once out of the tub, he stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist before gripping her breasts tightly—so tight that milk spilt from her erect nipples.

"..."

"Huh? Why is there milk in your breasts?" He asked, confusedly.

Hearing his question, Olivia lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered in a low voice:

"I have a three-year-old daughter..."

"Well, that explains everything. But then why do you want to get pregnant again? Isn't it hard raising children in this kind of environment? Even though we've killed all nightwalkers and normal zombies aren't much of a threat, gathering resources is still difficult, right? You've rebuilt everything with barely a handful of people—it won't be easy."

"I... There aren't many beautiful women in the Tower, and the old leader promised that if I got pregnant with the Lord's child, he would take full care of me and my children. I wouldn't have to work—just raise the child properly," Olivia explained with a guilty expression as if she were taking advantage of Myne for her own selfish motives.

"That... That... That is wonderful!" Myne exclaimed joyfully, squeezing her nipples harder and shooting another jet of milk forward.

"You might not know this, but if there's anything I love more than f*cking beautiful women like you, then it's playing with boobs—and drinking milk straight from them if they have any," He gave Olivia another deep, passionate kiss to show how much he loved her surprise.

Then, while she was lost in the kiss, he pressed his rock-hard cock between her legs, making her eyes fly open.

"Mmm…!" Olivia could feel his veiny length sliding against her slit, already soaked in her juices.

"F*ck, you're so wet. You act shy, but you're a total pervert," Myne whispered in her ear, his hot breath making her tremble.

Olivia tried to respond, but Myne squeezed her nipples again, forcing more milk out and silencing her.

"Ahhhgg…~!" She whimpered before clamping a hand over her mouth.

Should we proceed to the next step? Myne whispered.

Olivia shook her head subconsciously, then realised her mistake and hurriedly nodded.

"Hahaha, look how desperately you want me inside you. You really are a pervert," Myne chuckled before releasing his grip on her breasts.

Olivia panted heavily, fighting the urge to moan like a sex-starved harlot. But then she felt Myne's hands on her waist, positioning her, standing on her toes, ready for him to push inside.

She had never handled anything this big before, but that only added to the excitement. She'd given birth before—there was nothing she couldn't take now.

Why is he teasing me so much? I want it inside me so desperately! She thought, biting her lower lip before turning around.

The look in Myne's eyes told her as if he'd read her mind.

"Just the tip for now. Let's take it slow—it's quite big, and I don't want to hurt you..." He whispered seductively, his voice full of mock concern, before gripping her waist firmly and pulling her down.

"No—...~!" A soft moan escaped her as Myne slipped only the head inside before stopping. But this wasn't what she wanted—she needed him to bury his entire length in one thrust, sending her straight to peak pleasure.

Even with just the tip inside, Olivia's knees nearly buckled.

Myne's strong hands kept her on her toes—if her legs gave out, she'd have to take more, and he clearly wasn't going to make this easy for her.

Olivia realised what he was doing—he was teasing her, and he was enjoying every second of it.

He slid only the head in and out, never going deeper.

"F*ck! You feel so f*cking good!~" Myne groaned in her ear.

"Do you want more?" He continues.

Olivia knew if she answered honestly, he'd only torment her further. She had to stay strong—but the next moment, she felt her own hands gripping his buttocks, pushing him deeper as he thrust.

Five inches plunged inside in one motion.

"Ahmm~~"

"Oops…" Myne teased.

She tried to rise onto her toes to pull away, but he was far stronger. There was no escape.

Abandoning the game, he grabbed her hips and slammed the rest of his length inside in one brutal thrust, hitting her womb hard.

"Fukkkrrrr!~" Olivia's scream was wordless, her entire body shaking violently. She would have collapsed if Myne hadn't been holding her waist.

Knowing she was experienced and didn't need gentleness, he began thrusting relentlessly, giving her a completely new level of pleasure. After all, it had been a full year since she'd last had sex, and her body had been craving it.

She couldn't stop herself from rocking her hips, helping him drive even deeper.

She had no control. Myne could feel her inner walls tightening around him, the wet squelching with every thrust proof of how aroused she was.

"Y-You're going too deep…!~" Olivia grabbed his hands, trying to push him away, but Myne only grew rougher. He knew she didn't mean it—she just didn't want him to think she was a pervert who secretly wanted to be f*cked senseless.

"God! This hole was made for me!~" Myne praised as her pussy clenched around him.

It sucked him in so tightly that pulling out was difficult—not just because he was stretching her, but because of how desperately she clung to him.

Once eight inches were inside, she lost all restraint.

Myne met her halfway, their hips colliding with thunderous slaps.

"That's it…!~" Myne urged her on, but Olivia's mind was already blank.

She hadn't expected being f*cked like this—standing on her toes in the bathroom—to feel so good.

Myne's hands left her waist (leaving finger-shaped marks behind), but she didn't notice—she was too busy taking his cock.

She clamped down on him with such force that it was a miracle his pelvis wasn't bruised from the impact.

"T-This… T-This…!~ So good," Olivia moaned, her voice no longer controlled.

"F*ck, it is…" Myne groaned, grabbing her breasts and milking her like a cow.

"I-I'M GOING TO—!~" Her eyes rolled back as Myne pounded harder.

"You're going to cum? Where are you going to cum?" He asked loudly while giving her buttocks a hard slap.

"...ON YOUR DICK!~ KEEP F*CKING ME!~ F*CK! HARDER!~" She begged, panting wildly.

Her body convulsed as pleasure overwhelmed her.

Myne slowed his pace but thrust even harder—it wasn't speed that would push her over the edge, but raw, brutal force.

She gushed around his cock, her legs giving out—but Myne held her up by her tits.

"It's too early for you to cum. I'm not even halfway done yet..." He teased before pulling out his dick.

Under her dazed gaze, he lifted her over his shoulder and carried her out of the bathroom.

Dropping her onto the bed, he stood before her, his throbbing cock desperate to return inside.

Olivia regained her senses, her face burning red as everything they'd just done hit her like a wave.

Soaked once again, she spread her legs wide without a word—but turned her face away, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.

So f*cking cute. It seems like I'm going to spend more time with her, Myne thought to himself. But there was no way he would let her take the initiative. She was pretending to be shy as if it were her first time. He wanted her to overcome the hesitation she was feeling because of the gap in their status, so she could finally be free, and they could play with him without holding back.

Spotting a single-person couch without an armed guard in the room, he sat down, stroking his cock with one hand and gesturing for her to come closer with the other.

Olivia got up and gulped nervously. It looked bigger than she had thought. The fact that this thing had been inside her moments ago surprised her.

"Come now, don't be shy," Myne said. Olivia didn't know when she got out of bed and stood before him.

He looked at her from head to toe, then focused his eyes on her breasts, which were still lacking milk somewhat, and raised an eyebrow.

Then he noticed the mirror facing the couch—perfect for watching her ass bounce as she rode him.

"Sit on it," He ordered, his cock standing straight like a sword.

Olivia nodded, positioned herself facing him and began lowering slowly—but Myne wasn't patient.

"I think you need a hand…" Myne said, grabbing her by the waist, and plunging her down, allowing his entire length to feel the walls that would soon fill with his semen.

He placed one of her breasts in his mouth, watching that ass bounce up and down his cock with Olivia moaning like a crazed woman.

I chose right, Myne thought with a smile, savouring her breastmilk before delivering a sharp slap to her jiggling backside.