I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM-Chapter 358 Gregoria round 2 - r18

She sucked in a sharp breath, her hands flying up to shove at his chest, but he was immovable.

"You're delusional," she snapped, her voice rising despite the tremble in it. "This isn't love—it's control, you twisted boy! Let me go, or I'll scream—I'll wake the whole damn house!"

Julian chuckled as he pressed himself closer, his hips grinding subtly against hers, making her gasp.

"Scream, then," he taunted, his lips brushing her jaw now, teasingly close to her mouth. "Who are you going to call? Mother? Maybe Alice, or perhaps Eva or Eleanor? They're all mine, and they all know it. Go ahead—let them come."

Gregoria's eyes widened, a fresh wave of horror crashing over her as his words sank in. "You… you've even gone after your sisters? And Alice?" She uttered, her voice cracking with disbelief and revulsion.

Her hands clawed at his robe, pushing harder. "You're a monster—worse than I thought!"

Julian chuckled. "Monster, huh?" he murmured, his lips grazing her ear now. "They didn't fight me half as hard as you're trying to. Maybe they saw what you won't admit."

His hand on her chest slid lower, brushing the curve of her breast, testing her resolve. "Stop pretending, Grandma—you're no different."

"Stop it," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Julian, please—just stop."

He paused, his face inches from hers. "Please?" he murmured, mocking her softly. "That's new." His grip on her shoulders loosened slightly, but he didn't pull away. "Say it again—beg me, Grandma. Maybe I'll listen."

Her lips trembled, her heart fluttering as she stared into his eyes—dark and possessive.

Augustus lay silent behind them, a pawn in this sick game. She was cornered, her defiance crumbling under the weight of his presence.

"Please…" she whispered again, barely audible, hating herself for it. "Just… let me breathe."

Julian's eyes glowed wickedly as Gregoria's plea hung in the air. "Let you breathe?" he murmured, sliding his hand away from her shoulder.

Before she could react, he gripped her wrists and yanked her forward with brute strength. She barely had time to gasp before he spun her around, her back slamming against his chest. Her mind blanked, her breath catching as she felt the hard press of him against her ass.

Then, with a firm push, he bent her over the bed, forcing her down until her palms flattened against the sheets.

"Julian—what—" she stammered, her voice trembling in shock.

"Stay right there, Grandma," he murmured, pressing his weight over her. "You want to breathe? Then do it while I take you again—right here, right now."

Gregoria's breath hitched, a shiver running through her as his fingers slid down her spine, teasing and taunting. She tried to twist away, but he had his hands on her back, holding her down.

"Julian—please—" she moaned softly, her hips trembling as he bunched her nightgown higher, exposing her bare skin to the cool air.

"Please?" he mocked, his lips brushing her ear. "You didn't beg like that when you were riding me, dripping all over my cock."

His hand slid between her thighs, fingers gliding through the sticky evidence of their last encounter. He groaned at the feel of it, deliberately smearing the mess against her inner thighs before teasing her folds.

"Still soaking, Grandma," he whispered, full of satisfaction. "You can pretend all you want, but this pussy knows who it belongs to."

"Mmhh...." A desperate moan escaped her as his fingers pressed against her clit, rubbing slow, cruel circles. Her body twitched at the sensation, betraying her once again.

"No—Julian, not here—" she gasped, trying to push up, but he shoved her back down. His free hand slid up to wrap around the back of her neck, holding firm yet gentle.

"Yes, here," he murmured, grinding against her ass, letting her feel just how hard he was. His cock twitched, hot and demanding, as he spread her legs wider. "Right in front of him."

Her eyes darted to Augustus, his chest barely rising, his face pale—completely unaware of the scene unfolding before him. Shame crashed through her, but so did something darker, something she hated herself for.

"Ohh—God—"

Julian chuckled, lining himself up, dragging the thick tip of his cock along her slick entrance.

"Look at him," he ordered, his grip tightening on her neck, his tone commanding. "Keep your eyes on your husband while I fuck you."

Gregoria squeezed her eyes shut, but a sharp slap to her ass made her jolt.

"Don't make me repeat myself, Grandma."

With one hard thrust, he buried himself inside her.

"Ahh—!" She cried, the sound loud and free as he stretched her wide, filling her completely. Her fingers clawed at the sheets, her body jerking forward from the force of his thrust.

"Fuck, you're tight," Julian groaned, his hips snapping forward, setting a brutal pace. "You squeeze me like you don't want me to stop."

"Ahh—Julian—ohh!" She moaned with every thrust, her breath breaking into needy gasps.

New n𝙤vel chapters are published on novelbuddy.cσ๓.

His grip on her neck loosened, sliding up into her hair. He yanked her head back, forcing her back to arch and meet Augustus's unconscious face.

"Tell him, Grandma." His voice was thick with pleasure, each thrust slamming deep. "Tell your husband how good I make you feel."

"Nngh—no—ahh—I won't!" She gasped, but her traitorous hips moved with him, her walls clenching around his cock.

Julian laughed, planting a kiss on the side of her neck before biting down, hard enough to make her whimper.

"Sick, am I?" He whispered against her skin, his pace quickening. "Then why are you dripping down my cock while I fuck you over his bed?"

Her cheeks burned, the words slicing through her resistance. She hated him for saying it—hated him more for how much it turned her on.

"Say it," Julian growled, tugging her hair harder, making her moan sharply. "Say you're mine, or I wake him up and let him watch you cum all over me."

Panic spiked through her.

"No—don't!" She pleaded, her voice breaking. "I—I'm yours—damn you, I'm yours!"

Her confession only made him rougher, his thrusts turning savage.

"That's my girl," he growled, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing fast, relentless. "Cum for me, Grandma—cum with him watching."

**