The refined dress and undergarments of Milerva Oie littered the ground. Her erotically voluptuous body was exposed bare for Edrick, who took his time appreciating the sight.

The mature woman squirmed in discomfort under his predatory glare, but Anoteros eventually undid his shirt and belt, revealing his own naked form.

Due to his impressive height and body proportions, no matter what, the noble scion always looked somewhat intimidating, but with his toned, prominent muscles revealed in their bare form, that impression was only enhanced.

Milerva disliked having to admit it, but the young man was indeed well-built. Some of the more lecherous noble women she frequented would drool before such a sight, and would qualify him as having been ‘sculpted by the gods’. Such praises were a bit much, but it was a fact that Anoteros was more than just a little bit attractive. There was literally nothing unappealing about his looks.

To the regular female cultivator, there was nothing more attractive than a big, strong man like him--Not only powerful in body, but in cultivation, status, and wealth as well. Some would kill to have a mere second of his attention…

“Urgh… Stop staring at me like that, just do what you have to do” she urged him, wanting to get this over with.

“Eager for it, are we?” he stepped forward. His erect rod poking against Milerva’s stomach as he reached out and squeezed one of her breasts. His face nearing hers.

“Get to that desk and bend over for me” he nearly whispered. Milerva closed her eyes with a frown as she followed his command, placing both hands against the desk after clearing what lay upon it. This wasn’t her first rodeo in that sort of position, so her movements held no doubt. She leaned forward against the desk, head low, backside raised.

She stared ahead blankly, only the sound of his heavy footsteps clued her in on his approach. And then, his one-headed hydra began to rub in between her cheeks. She could feel the veins adorning his sceptre alongside the powerful warmth emanating from his potent manhood.

Following that, she felt his rough hands, calloused from relentless training, grasp at her sizable butt, squeezing them momentarily before spreading them apart. A low huff escaped Edrick’s lips as he rubbed Milerva’s entrance, using two fingers to get her wet.

Using Magic Fingers, the effect was immediate.

An involuntary grunt escaped the noble lady’s throat. She had not expected such a powerful sensation to wash over her. She had been stimulated plenty of times by Galdon in such a way. It shouldn’t feel so much more potent now... Yet, it did.

Within just a few moments, her pink cave moistened. Edrick wasted no time, using Balls To The Walls. He thrusted powerfully, his hips slamming against Milerva’s behind with loud slaps. The noble woman had no time to recover from the effects of the first innate ability used by Edrick, and he was already using another, causing his gargantuan tool to easily slip completely inside effortlessly.

‘Oh… Oh gods…’ Milerva tried to focus as Anoteros began to relentlessly pound away, his girth stretching her up like never before. His durable tip slammed against her cervix repeatedly, something that made no sense--As with his size--He should be well past that point, but questioning the physics of the situation was not really on her mind right now.

Every one of his thrusts echoed throughout the study with sharp slaps. His strokes were well-practised, each motion unimpeded, his hands and body in perfect harmony as he made sure to keep Milerva in place, allowing for deep penetration every single time, without fail.

His virile hands were still grasping her backside. He could feel the ripples the strikes of his hips sent through them. Indeed, Milerva was a woman of delectable attributes, although he could once again compare them to his first wife’s, it was meaningless. Fanqia was well beyond the usual limits in that regard. Still, Milerva, barely taller than Jania, had proportions that were far from being beyond what one could imagine, but she was on the higher end of what one could expect nonetheless.

You would be hard-pressed to find another woman with such impressive assets. Indeed, Galdon was a very lucky man.

He had chosen himself a single wife, and he had picked wisely…

Anoteros grunted, his movements accelerating, his grip tightening. The strength poured into every action increasing. Milerva was being pushed forward with each stroke, the desk shaking under the strain of having to accommodate Edrick’s bestial style of mating.

His thrusts kept on getting more powerful, more rapid.

As his fingers dug into the soft flesh of Milerva’s bottom, he poured attention into using Magic Fingers. And with it, a small sound began to ring out from the noble woman. A savage grin formed upon his lips as he once again increased the tempo.

“You like that, don’t you?” he said, letting go with his hands, causing Milerva to be pressed up against the desk as his movements did not cease. With both hands free, he reeled both arms back and delivered successive spanks unto her, each enhanced with Magic Fingers. His strikes caused Milerva to start moaning, and once it began, it prompted Edrick to go even harder, leading the proud noble lady to moan without stop under his care.

“Yes… That’s it… Let me hear you”

The study had grown loud and warm.

The noble scion roughly seized hold of the thoroughly spanked butt with his right hand, while the left continued to deliver strike after strike, drawing deep moans of pleasure every time.

Outstretching his thumb on the grasping hand, without hesitation, he shoved it inside her back entrance, eliciting another strong reaction from Milerva. Never had she been so thoroughly stimulated. Each of Edrick’s touches was simply perfect, and this one was no different. It triggered the strongest climax Milerva had ever experienced, making her howl like a feral beast, without a touch of the refined nobility she usually demonstrated.

And as though prompted by that action, the noble scion gave one last thrust. Endless Spring worked overtime as he unloaded an outrageous amount of his milky white elixir directly into her womb. The power of Cleansing Elixir was used to its maximum, in unison with Pixie Blessing and A Succubus’s Dream. Milerva was not only treated to the most pleasurable amorous session of her life, but also to a most wondrous substance that filled her body with newfound sensations. This brought a deep feeling of satisfaction to wash over her.

Due to his excessive releases, when he pulled out, a great amount of his juice flowed out. It hit the ground with a sound more akin to a wet towel being thrown against a wall than what should be expected from a man’s seed.

The best part was that he had yet to stop Endless Spring. Even after pulling out, he continued to spurt out his dew all over her back and hair for a few more seconds before the surge ceased.

“Aah…” he exhaled, feeling quite content with himself, giving one last slap to Milerva’s backside.

“You know what? I am convinced, I’ll marry Jania and Tylia- I’ll just need you to help me polish my cock before I leave…”