After making sure her stepson was truly all right, Selene slowly rose to her feet.
As she straightened, the full swell of her breasts rocked with the motion, taking a moment longer than the rest of her to settle.
A gentle, sweet smile curved her lips as she watched the relaxed, contented expression spread across the young man’s face.
It hadn’t been appropriate. None of it had been.
But it didn’t matter.
What truly mattered was that her beloved Kael was safe.
"Nghnn~~ you got Mommy all sticky..." Selene murmured, her tongue running absently across her lips. She tried to ignore the strangely sweet flavor still coating her palate.
It was like honey. Sweet and viscous, melting slowly across her taste buds.
She glanced down. Thick, pearly ropes still clung to the upper slopes of her breasts, sliding sluggishly toward the valley between them.
Her cheeks bloomed with a soft, rosy color. She shook the thought from her head and reached out, twisting the shower handle with a delicate flick of her wrist.
Warm water cascaded over the pale, full curves of her huge tits. The streams split around the heavy globes, some pouring through the deep, generous cleavage carved between them, the rest spilling off the swollen undersides in thin, steady curtains.
Droplets gathered fat and trembling on her stiff pink nipples, swelling at the puffy tips before finally slipping free, chasing one another in glistening trails down the milky expanse of her skin.
Her hands, already slick with creamy liquid soap, glided over that flawless skin in slow circles.
Her fingers sank into the pillowy give of each breast with every pass, the lather frothing white against the pale flesh as she patiently worked away every last sticky trace of her stepson’s seed.
Her palms cupped the weighty underside of each breast, lifting them with deliberate slowness only to let them go.
The sheer weight of her own flesh dragged them straight back down.
*plap*
They landed against her chest with a soft, wet smack, a plump bounce rippling through both mounds and setting her nipples quivering before the motion slowly died away.
"Are you really okay, sweetheart? Do you need anything? Does it still hurt? I can make you some tea, if you’d like..." she called out over the soft patter of the shower, her voice heavy with motherly concern.
But Kael didn’t answer.
His eyes were locked on the system notifications hovering before him, his expression brightening with every line he read.
[Selene’s Affection increases by 3 points!]
[You had oral sex with a married woman...
Calculating...
The woman is Selene Ashen, your stepmother and the wife of Luke Ashen, your father, an arrogant young master and heir to the wealthy Ashen Family of the Fallen Sword Sect...
Calculating...
Selene Ashen has a deep love for you, while the cuckold, Luke Ashen, holds great contempt for you.
Selene Ashen hasn’t been touched by her husband for at least two years.
You’ve landed a level-two critical hit!
Calculating rewards...
You’ve successfully stolen part of Luke Ashen’s talent!
You have stolen: Spear Spirit Roots (Rank E; steal more wives from targets with Spear Spirit Roots to upgrade! Otherwise, set the spiritual roots as core roots for automatic conversion (recommended).)
You have stolen: A fraction of spear talent!
You have stolen: Two years of accumulated cultivation from a spear genius!
You have stolen: Two years of accumulated attributes from a spear genius!
You have stolen: Two years of accumulated proficiency from a spear genius!
Critical hit landed! Rewards multiplied by 5x!
Critical hit landed! Extra reward generated: Rank C Mystery Box!
Warning: Selene Ashen has received your seed and will receive an equivalent share of the extracted talent and cultivation as a creampie bonus! This does not reduce your gains but increases the cuckold’s talent loss!]
[Do you wish to claim your reward?]
[Yes] [No]
Kael’s heart pounded violently against his ribs, hammering with an excitement that nearly stole the breath from his lungs.
Four full years. All that talent. All that cultivation. Ripped straight from his father and split clean between him and his stepmother.
Even considering the wretch had been cultivating for well over a century, that was still a considerable chunk torn from his foundation.
And Kael’s own share had been multiplied five times over.
For a worthless piece of trash with no cultivation and no spiritual roots, those ten years he was about to receive would be nothing short of absolutely glorious.
For a brief moment, he considered waiting until Selene left the bathroom.
But then he shook his head, a sly smile tugging at the edge of his lips.
No... it would be far better if she saw it.
Without another second of hesitation, Kael mentally clicked ’Yes.’
The very next instant, Qi flooded his body.
Ten years of accumulated cultivation crashed into him all at once, a violent, roaring eruption that thundered through every inch of his being.
Heat tore through his veins like molten iron. His bones groaned under the pressure, and a deep pull gathered low behind his navel, dragging everything toward a single point.
Selene, who had just wiped away the final sticky trace of cum from beneath her breast, froze mid-motion, her soapy fingers still tucked under the plump curve.
Her eyes widened, snapping immediately toward Kael.
A single step was all she needed.
Her body blurred into motion, crossing the few meters between them in a single heartbeat.
Her heavy tits swung with the sudden lunge, slinging water and lather across the tiles, and clapped wetly together when she came to a hard stop behind him.
Water streamed from the soaked tangle of her hair as her palms slammed firmly against Kael’s bare back.
What in the heavens was happening?
What kind of wild, untamed Qi was this?
No...
The shock on Selene’s face deepened, her lovely brow furrowing in disbelief.
This wasn’t wild Qi.
This Qi was perfectly controlled, surging into his body in an orderly flow, gathering around his Dantian and carving open the pathways that should have been his meridians.
A spiritual root was forming inside her stepson, the very boy who was supposed to be crippled, forever barred from cultivation.
But why now? Why so impossibly late?
Biting down on her full, rosy lower lip, Selene gently pulled her hands back and withdrew her own Qi from Kael’s body.
Whatever fortune had befallen him, it was best to let him handle it alone.
With her beautiful face etched in worry, Selene waited, feeling Kael’s cultivation awaken and erupt within him.
First layer of the Qi Origin Realm. Second layer. Fifth. Ninth...
In the blink of an eye, he had broken through into the first layer of the Qi Formation Realm, and even then, his cultivation refused to stop climbing. It soared higher and higher, surging all the way to the seventh layer, leaving him just three steps shy of the Qi Foundation Realm.
Not only was the speed of his advancement utterly unreal, but the density and raw, condensed power of his Qi bordered on the absurd for his level and age.
It was as if a seasoned veteran had forged and tempered his foundation, rather than a young man who had barely begun walking the cultivation path.