Kara sat curled on the bed, cheeks still flushed, refusing to meet her mother's gaze.
Melina lowered herself beside her, smoothing the folds of her dress with trembling hands. For a long moment she only looked at her daughter—her baby, who was no longer a child but not yet wise enough to understand the dangers of the world.
"Kara," she said finally, her voice steady but heavy with unspoken fear. "Do you realize what you've done?"
Kara flinched at the question, her lips parting. "I… I couldn't help it, Mother. Being with Leon—"
Melina gripped her hand sharply, forcing her to stop. "No. Listen to me." Her eyes softened, but her tone carried a quiet urgency. "This isn't just about feelings. You are promised to Harold. If he, or worse, his father, discovers what happened here today…" She trailed off, her jaw tightening.
Kara's eyes widened, tears threatening to spill. "They wouldn't… kill me, would they?"
Melina's chest ached as she squeezed her daughter's trembling hand. "I don't know. But at the very least, your life would never be the same. Your engagement, our family's standing—it would all collapse. And Leon…" Her eyes darkened with worry. "They wouldn't forgive him."
Kara buried her face in her hands, shoulders shaking. "But I… I wanted it, Mother. I can't explain it, but with him—I feel alive."
Melina closed her eyes, her heart torn. She understood too well the dangerous pull Leon had. But this was not about desire—it was about survival.
"I know, baby," she whispered, brushing her thumb over Kara's damp cheek.
Kara's lips trembled, her voice soft, almost innocent. "Mother… It felt so good. Does Father make you feel good too?"
The words froze Melina in place. For a moment, her mind drifted back—back to the nights with her husband. The memory was all the same: the weight of him pressing down, the hurried movements, the silence. Bland, mechanical, empty. Nothing at all like the fiery passion she felt with Leon.
"No… not like Leon," Melina confessed absentmindedly, the words slipping out before she could stop them. Her voice was soft, almost wistful, as though she had spoken to herself more than to her daughter.
"Then… how does Leon make you feel, Mother?" she asked softly, her voice threaded with curiosity rather than judgment. "Is it… is it the same as what he did to me? "
Melina's breath caught. Her cheeks flushed hot as memories she had fought to bury resurfaced, unbidden. For a moment, she couldn't meet her daughter's gaze, torn between shame and the truth.
Taking her mother's silence as admission, Kara's lips trembled into a shy smile.
"He… he made me take my dress outside," she whispered, almost embarrassed to recall it aloud.
Her gaze drifted downward, cheeks burning. "I was embarrassed, but my body was hot"
"I know, he did the same to me too," Melina confessed to her daughter. "He made me do humiliating things. I thought it was bad at first but I ended up liking it." She continued.
That was what Leon heard as he neared the door. A mischievous smile tugged at his lips.
With newfound confidence, he pushed the door open and stepped inside without so much as a knock.
Both women froze. Kara's cheeks were flushed, her hands still clutching at her lap as though she could hide the truth of their conversation. Melina stiffened, her eyes snapping up, wide with a mix of shock and dread.
"So you liked it…Uhh!?" Leon asked with a teasing lilt, his smile curling into something more dangerous than playful.
Kara's lips parted, but no words came out—only a faint, strangled breath. Her eyes darted to her mother, as though seeking rescue, but Melina was just as trapped, her jaw tight, her hands twisting in her lap.
"Aunt," Leon said, his voice firm and unwavering, carrying the weight of command rather than plea. "I need your help again."
Even though he did not say it, Melina understood it. Her eyes locked onto the obvious bulge between his legs.
"Not now, Leon," Melina replied, her tone firm, laced with the authority of an elder. But Leon only stared back, unshaken. The system's awakening had shifted something inside him; her authority no longer carried the weight it once did. In his mind, both women already belonged to him.
"Do you remember your promise?" he asked, his voice calm but edged with quiet dominance.
Melina's breath caught, her eyes flickering. Looking in her eyes he knew he had cornered her.
"Not in front of Kara," she said, her voice softer now, almost meek. The firmness she had tried to wield a moment ago slipped, betraying hesitation.
Leon's lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. A devious idea sparked in his mind, dark and thrilling. He let the silence stretch, watching Melina squirm under the weight of his gaze.
He crushed her against him in a hard embrace, her heavy breasts flattening against his chest. His hands slid down without hesitation, seizing the lush curve of her ass, fingers kneading greedily as if staking a claim.
He crushed her against him in a hard embrace, her heavy breasts flattening against his chest. His hands slid down without hesitation, seizing the lush curve of her ass, fingers kneading greedily as if staking a claim. He spread her cheeks wide, grinding her hips tight to his, forcing her to feel the thick, unyielding press of his cock straining against her belly.
Melina's hands pressed weakly against his chest, a protest on her lips, but Leon silenced it with a bruising kiss. His fingers found the edge of her dress, tugging it up inch by inch, baring the softness of her thighs to his touch. The fabric bunched at her hips, leaving her vulnerable, and he slid a palm between her legs, cupping her pussy.
"Why not let Kara watch…" Leon's voice was smooth, laced with mischief. His eyes flicked toward the younger woman before returning to Melina. "…she can learn a thing or two from her mother." He whispered in her ears.
From the corner of her eye, Melina caught Kara watching with a tentative curiosity. Her stomach lurched, heat rising in her chest—not from Leon's touch this time, but from the humiliation of being seen. She tried to turn her face away, but Leon caught her chin in his hand, forcing her eyes back to his.
"Kneel." he commanded her in a ragged voice, this scene was too much. He was playing with a woman while the daughter was watching, this was a dream come true even for earth standards.
Melina, knowing what he wanted, did not put up any fight and already accepted her fate.
She kneeled and pulled down his trousers letting the monster out of its confines.
Leon felt her breath ghost against his dick, making his dick twitch in anticipation.
First she sucked the precum from the tip of his cock before proceeding to lick his entire shaft up and down.
"Ahh~~Ahh~~Ahh!" Her actions made Leon groan with pleasure. He took hold of her hair and gently guided his cock to her mouth.
Melina opened her mouth wide as she could. Seeing her with an open and inviting mouth in front of his huge dick, Leon was disappointed that he could not capture this moment.