I Got an Affection System in a Medieval Apocalypse!

Chapter 37: In the embrace of Ezra- (R18)


Ezra's breath hitched as Judas's lips found the soft swell of her breast. His mouth scorched her skin, his tongue tracing a slow circle that sent a jolt straight through her.

"Nnn..."

Hearing her moan, Judas lifted his head to watch his wife's calm facade crack. He smirked, taking her hardened nipple into his mouth.

He bit down with just enough force to sting, skirting the edge of pain without leaving a bruise.

"Haa..." She glared at him through the haze. "Is this how you show your sincerity?" she scoffed.

Judas suckled her as if drinking milk from her nipple. He paused at her words. "Mommy... why so serious?" he mumbled against her skin, the vibration humming through her breast.

Ezra's pulse raced as she heard him. It's too exciting, she thought, her fingers tangling in his hair to tighten her grip.

The playful control she held moments ago was melting under the heat of his attention. She had intended to tease him into submission, but Judas had flipped the script.

He was submitting, certainly, but in a way that felt utterly dominant. He surrendered to her only to devour her.

"Ahn..." Ezra breathed heavily. "Show me," she commanded, though her voice broke into a soft moan. "Show me how an expert milks..."

Judas pulled back just enough to look up at her. His eyes held a dark, predatory gleam that contradicted his pouty expression. "With pleasure, Mommy."

He shifted, hands moving to the hem of her dress. In a single, fluid motion, he lifted it over her head and tossed it aside.

The cool night air kissed her skin, yet the heat in Judas's gaze was far more intense. He drank in the sight of her, from the curve of her hips to the peaks of her breasts.

"Perfect," he whispered, lowering his head once more.

This time, he did not hold back. His mouth closed over a taut peak, and he suckled as hard as he could.

A sharp gasp tore from Ezra's lips as her back arched off the couch. His tongue swirled and his teeth grazed, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her.

"Mommy..."

"YES!"

The nickname, the act, the sheer audacity of it all was intoxicating. He moved to the other side to give it the same devoted attention.

His hands roamed her body, tracing the dip of her spine and the soft skin of her thighs. He was mapping her, memorizing every inch.

Ezra wanted nothing more than to be broken apart piece by piece and rebuilt by his touch.

"Do you like my sincerity... Mommy?" Judas asked.

He let her sink back into the cushions as he climbed over her, bracing his knees against the couch to keep his weight from crushing her chest.

Ezra looked up at him through misty eyes, aching at the sudden loss of his mouth on her skin.

Why did you stop? She gritted her teeth in silent frustration.

Judas smiled and hooked his fingers into his waistband. With a sharp rip, he tore his pants apart.

A flicker of regret passed through him as he realized he had nothing to wear for tomorrow, but it vanished the moment he saw Ezra's eyes widen at the sight of his hardness.

"I think... I can't show you my sincerity, Mommy," he sighed, feigning disappointment. Ezra reluctantly tore her gaze off his member to look at his face.

What did he mean by that? she wondered, frowning.

"So..." Judas shifted his hips. He placed his hardness between the soft mounds of her breasts, pressing them together to sandwich his length within her cleavage.

The sensation of his shaft gliding against her sensitive skin was intoxicating. Ezra arched her back, desperate to feel more of him.

The sheer length of him grazed the underside of her chin and throat with every upward thrust, the friction painting her chest a flush red.

"So..." Judas spoke again, slowing his rhythm. He pointed a finger at his member. "How about you show me how to be sincere?" He poked his tongue into his inner cheek, a lewd gesture that made his meaning clear.

Ezra's face burned as she understood.

His suggestion held a commanding aggression that compelled her to obey without question. As he thrust his hips upward again, she dipped her chin, opening her mouth to accept him.

On the first attempt, her timing was off. Her teeth grazed the sensitive head, making him grunt in pain.

"Mommy, that hurt..."

His sultry, low voice made her core clench, and she felt her own slickness begin to soak her thighs. Because he was driving her mad with desire, she wanted him to experience the same intensity.

On the next thrust, she focused entirely on taking the head into her mouth without letting her teeth scrape him.

She struggled at first, but after a few more thrusts, she found her rhythm. He rutted between her breasts, his cock sliding smoothly into her mouth at the peak of every stroke.

They were lost in a haze of pleasure and lust, the speed of his thrusts increasing as wet, sloppy sounds filled the room.

Just as Judas felt the edge of release approaching, he stopped. The sudden stillness was jarring. Ezra gazed up at him, tears of frustration shimmering in her eyes at the denial.

He lowered his head, capturing her lips in a deep kiss before she could protest.

"Not yet..." he murmured against her mouth.

He pulled back and began to descend. He kissed his way down the slope of her breasts and over the flat plane of her stomach, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Ezra's breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation. She knew where he was going, and the thought made her core clench with need.

Judas settled between her thighs, his shoulders pushing them wider. He looked up at her from his position, his eyes still holding that shameless, adoring gaze.

That gaze alone almost made her release.

"Mommy," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You're beautiful."

Then he lowered his head and tasted her.

Ezra cried out, her hips bucking against his mouth. His tongue was skilled. He explored every fold, every sensitive spot, with an expertise that made her head spin.

He found the small, throbbing bundle of nerves and lavished it with attention, sucking and flicking until she was a writhing mess beneath him.

"Judas... ah... please..." she begged, her hands fisting in the sheets.

He hummed against her, the vibration sending another shockwave of pleasure through her. He slid a finger inside her, then another, curling them to find that special spot deep within.

The dual stimulation was too much. Her vision blurred, her body tensed, and a coil of unbearable pleasure tightened in her belly.

"Let go for me, Mommy," he commanded, his voice muffled by her flesh.

That was all it took. The coil snapped, and her world exploded in a blinding flash of pleasure. She screamed his name, her body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.

Judas didn't stop, drawing out her orgasm until she was a limp, panting wreck.

He kissed his way back up her body, his skin glistening with her essence. He hovered over her, his hardness pressing against her thigh, a silent testament to his own desire.

"Did I do a good job?" he asked, a smug grin on his face.

Ezra wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a deep, searing kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, and it was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced.

"You're not bad," she breathed against his mouth, playing along. "But the milking isn't over yet."

Judas chuckled, a low sound in his throat. "Then it's time for the main event."

He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked on hers. In that moment, the playful act fell away, replaced by something raw and intense. He was her husband, her lover, the man who would do anything to protect her.

He pushed inside her in one slow, deep stroke.

There was pain in Ezra's eyes as her hymen broke. They both groaned at the sensation. Judas kissed the tear from her face as he filled her completely, stretching her in a way that was both overwhelming and perfect.

Unlike the slow, gentle rhythm he had used with Nina and Luna, with Ezra, he was far more dominant. Without giving her a chance to catch her breath, he began to move.

His thrusts were slow at first, a deep rhythm that stoked the embers of her desire back into a roaring flame. He watched her face with an expression of love, lust, and adoration.

"Faster," she demanded, her nails digging into his back.

He obeyed, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with their shared moans and gasps.

He angled his hips, hitting that sensitive spot inside her with every stroke.

Ezra wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, meeting him thrust for thrust. The power dynamic had shifted again.

They were no longer playing a game of dominance and submission. They were equals, lost in a shared storm of passion.

Judas lowered his head, his lips finding hers in a frantic, desperate kiss. It was messy and clumsy and perfect. He was close, she could feel it in the way his movements became more erratic, in the way his breath hitched.

"Come with me," he growled against her lips.

He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing in tight, fast circles. That was all it took.

Her second orgasm tore through her, even more intense than the first. Her inner walls clenched around him, and with a guttural roar, Judas followed her over the edge.

He collapsed on top of her, his body heavy and spent. For a long moment, they just lay there, their hearts pounding in a frantic, synchronized rhythm.

The air was thick with the scent of their lovemaking, and the world outside the room ceased to exist.

Judas rolled off her, pulling her into his arms. Ezra snuggled against his chest, her head resting over his heart. She could feel the steady, reassuring beat beneath her ear.

"Shameless husband," she murmured, her voice sleepy.

Judas kissed the top of her head, his arms tightening around her. "Only for you, Mommy."

"Then what about Nina and Luna?" she teased.

Judas suddenly turned her over. She felt his member becoming hard once again as he pressed against her backside. He used his hands to spread her cheeks, and she felt his wet finger teasing her butt hole.

Ezra widened her eyes.

"Not there..." she cried out.

"Yes, there..." he breathed in her ear as he slowly pierced her tight opening with his renewed erection.

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