Chapter 250: Power Of Breasts!!! (18+)
Medusa took a deep breath as she waited for him next to the tub.
She was currently debating if she made the water too hot... and if she should open the windows for the steam but if Azel liked it then what else could she do?
"Master, the water is just how you like it," she said, her voice was barely audible over the bathroom’s misty air.
Azel smiled as he walked to the tub calmly. He felt like he was really going to enjoy it.
"Yeah, I noticed," he replied, his tone filled with appreciation.
With a casual motion, he let the towel slip from his waist, the fabric pooling at his feet as he stepped into the bathtub.
The steaming hot water, which would have scalded his skin back on Earth, felt perfectly warm, soothing his tense muscles and loosening the ache in his bones.
It was the perfect thing to have after punching through a whole damn boulder.
He sank deeper and let the heat envelop him.
As he settled, he felt a gentle pressure against the back of his head.
Instinctively, he started to turn, but Medusa’s soft chuckle stopped him.
"No need to turn around, Master~" she said, her voice was as playful as always. "These are your favorite toys."
Before he could respond, she pressed her breasts against his head, their softness enveloping him in a way that sent a shiver down his spine.
They were really soft breasts.
"Edna said you really loved playing with her breasts when you were together. You’re free to play with mine as well, Master."
Azel sighed.
This was far too tempting not to take advantage of.
He couldn’t deny it... he was a man who appreciated breasts.
Who wouldn’t?
They were succulent... wonderful... delicious... He had so many words to describe it but he could not at this moment.
But they felt just right in his hands, like a perfect gift from nature.
"She’s right," he admitted without shame. "But is there any need to push them against my head like that?"
Medusa’s lips turned into a mischievous smile.
"I’m testing something I saw in a novel Edna gave me," she said, her hands gently guiding her breasts to massage his head in slow, deliberate circles. "The protagonist uses her breasts to please her husband like this..."
’Who in the hell writes these novels man?!’
Azel had to admit, it was surprisingly calming.
The soft, rhythmic motion of her splendid curves against his scalp melted away the last of his stress, leaving him in a state of bliss.
"Did you like it, Master?" she asked, her tone showed that she was eager for approval.
"I did," he said with a contented sigh, patting his lap invitingly.
Before he could blink, Medusa had moved with grace, settling onto his lap.
She bit her lip as she felt his thick member beneath her, pressing against her folds through the water.
The sensation alone was enough to make her body respond, she was getting wet... and it wasn’t from the water.
’I can’t believe I have Master’s dick between my legs,’ she thought as her heart pounded.
She bit her lip harder.
There was a world of difference between looking at it and feeling it’s thickness.
If it entered her, she was certain it would claim her entirely, and even get her pregnant too.
It would re-shape her insides entirely.
The thought sent a tingle through her spine and she couldn’t wait to find out.
Before she could dwell further, Azel’s hands found her waist, pulling her forward gently.
Their lips met in a sudden electric kiss.
She was barely able to react as his tongue found it’s way to her’s and twirled around it.
His tongue wrapped around hers and she was being kissed like a lover.
Medusa moaned into his mouth, overwhelmed by the sudden change and gasped as his palms slid from her waist to her firm backside, gripping it tightly and spreading her apart.
The mere touch of his hands sent her body into a frenzy, her legs trembling as a wave of pleasure crashed over her.
She came, her moan muffled against his lips as her release dripped down, mingling with the warm water below.
"Master, that was amazing," she gasped as they parted, she was still trying to get her breaths in.
She wanted to savor every second of this moment and etch it into her memory... This was her first time with the man she loved.
Azel leaned forward, his lips brushing her neck before he bit down gently, drawing a soft moan from her.
"Master is... marking... me," she whispered, her voice trembling with joy. "I’m so happy."
Azel admired the faint mark he’d left on her skin.
He licked it gently, knowing Medusa could heal it with her powers but she wouldn’t... He was completely sure she would want to keep it.
True to his thoughts, Medusa tilted her head, offering the other side of her neck.
"Master, please mark here too," she said with a cute pout, her eyes were filled with desire. "So everyone can see I belong to a wonderful man."
He couldn’t resist her words.
Leaning in, he bit down again, her moan filling the air as his teeth grazed her skin.
"Master..." Medusa murmured, her voice trembled with lust as she felt his rod grow thicker beneath her, pressing against her in the hot water.
"Let me wash your body, and then you’ll wash mine. After that, we can move to the bed."
Despite the pleasure spinning in her head, this was her first time, and she wanted it to happen on the softness of a bed.
That way he would surely impregnate her.
"My thoughts exactly," Azel replied.
A bar of soap materialized in his palm. "Shall I wash your breasts, milady?"
"Yes, my good sir, I grant you the honor of washing this noble lady’s breasts," she said with her usual teasing tone.
They both laughed and Azel began scrubbing her bountiful breasts with the soap, watching them bounce under his touch.
With a mischievous grin, he tossed the soap aside and gripped them firmly.
"Ahn~ Master... not... so hard," Medusa gasped, her body reacting to his touch.
He pressed his hands against her soft mounds, marveling as they enveloped his palms like plush pillows.
Pinching her nipple gently, he drew another moan from her lips.
’We really need to move to the bed,’ Azel thought, her body was too sinful without clothes... Any more and he would take her right here.