Chapter 26: Aveline’s Love and Possessiveness

Aveline’s eyes widened again as she listened to his words. Was this really the same Vey? She could see it in his eyes. Every word he spoke was resolute and full of determination.

Aveline did not say anything for a moment. Then she said, "Take me to my room."

Veyron did not say anything. He followed her words and carried her to her room, holding her closely against his chest. She stayed quiet the whole way, as if she was thinking something deeply.

Soon he reached her room. It was on the first floor, unlike his. The room was big, though only slightly larger than his own, and it looked much the same.

A table. A cupboard for clothes. A few books that looked like techniques, along with many other important-looking documents and a handful of other books.

Her bed, however, was larger than his. Two people could easily sleep on it. As soon as he stepped inside, Aveline said, "Put me down, Vey."

He did as she asked, setting her down carefully, though he kept them close. Once she was steady, she looked up into his crimson eyes. She raised her hand and touched his face with her soft jade fingers.

"I have always liked your beautiful eyes," she said. "Not everyone in the Ignis clan has red eyes, but yours are the most beautiful of anyone in that clan."

"I’m glad my aunt likes them," Veyron replied.

Aveline nodded with a soft smile and stepped closer. Her body pressed against his as she looked up at him. Because of the continuous movement, her robes had grown even looser.

Almost half of her massive, soft breasts were revealed, pressed warmly against his chest.

"I’m glad you feel the same way I do, my baby," she said. "I also love you the most in this world." Veyron listened. He placed his strong hands on her waist, holding her possessively.

"But I never told you this," she continued. "Loving a woman of the Amoria clan is not as easy as you think. We are the enchantresses.

As you know, our most powerful weapon is our charm. And our clan does not follow a patriarchal system. We follow a matriarchal one."

"My mother is the matriarch now. She had only one husband—my father. Every woman in our clan has only one husband, and their husbands are allowed only one wife. If they want more, they would be killed."

She looked into his eyes. "So tell me, baby. Although I am not used to following every rule of my clan, I still want to know. Will this aunt of yours be the only one in your life, or will there be more?"

[Damn... I didn’t expect that.]

The System’s words echoed in Veyron’s mind. He thought the same thing.

What kind of question was that? If he answered honestly, would she be angry? If he lied, she would know. In the end, he decided to be honest. There was no point lying in front of her.

"There will be more, Aunt, but you—!"

Aveline cut him off. Her expression did not change even after hearing his answer. She kept looking at him with loving eyes.

"You don’t have to explain anything, Vey. Aunt was just testing you, to see if you would be honest with me. I’m glad you didn’t lie. If you had, Aunt would have been disappointed."

"And of course I know my baby’s charm. Xialyn already likes you. I’ve noticed. And I know that as you grow stronger, there will be more. But I want you to promise me one thing."

Her expression turned a little serious. Veyron gulped. "What is it?"

"That you will love me the most. I will always be your first, and no one can take my position in your heart as your first woman. As a member of the Amoria clan, I am ready to break my clan’s customs. So you should at least give me this promise."

Veyron looked at her, genuinely surprised. He had thought she would ask something troublesome. It was only this.

"You shouldn’t even have to ask that, Aunt. As I said, I love you the most in this world, and I always will. You are my aunt. My only family. Of course you will have a special place in my heart. Every woman who wants to be with me will have to accept that."

Aveline’s smile widened. She looked at him with clear possessiveness. Her love for him spiked in that moment.

Ding!

[Aveline’s bonding has increased by 2%.]

[Aveline’s current bonding is 98%.]

Veyron saw the notification. Ninety-Eight percent. Only two left. He knew that once he finished tonight, it would reach one hundred.

Aveline’s voice was soft, but firm. "If it’s like this, then show your aunt how much you love her." As Aveline said that, Veyron bent down and captured her lips with his.

"Mmmh..."

The kiss began softly. Her full, pink lips yielded under his, warm and gentle at first. Both of her hands rose and wrapped around his neck, her soft fingers resting against his skin as she leaned even closer into him.

He kissed her slowly, savoring the feel of her mouth against his. Aveline’s eyes fluttered shut. A small, shaky breath left her through her nose as she kissed him back. The softness did not last long.

Veyron deepened the kiss, pressing his lips more firmly against hers. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, asking for entry. She parted her lips with a quiet sound, and his tongue slipped inside.

Their tongues met. He moved slowly at first, tasting her, then with growing hunger. Wet sounds filled the small space between them.

Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~

Aveline moaned softly into his mouth, the sound muffled and breathless. "Mmmh..." Her body pressed closer. Her massive, soft breasts flattened against his chest as the kiss grew hotter.

Saliva mixed between them. Their tongues slid and curled around each other, messy and eager.

Veyron’s hands slid down. He gripped her wide, plump round cheeks and squeezed, pressing her body even tighter against him. Aveline gasped into the kiss.

He lifted her easily. Her legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, locking behind him as her soft weight settled against him. The thin robe rode higher. Her plump ass filled his hands as he held her up.

Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~

The kiss turned sloppier, more intense. Their mouths moved hungrily. Tongues tangled without rhythm now. Wet, lewd sounds grew louder between them.

Slurp~ Slurp~

Aveline moaned again, higher this time, her arms tightening around his neck. "Ahh... mmmh..." Her hips shifted against him as she clung to him, lost in the kiss. Veyron held her wide cheeks firmly, keeping her lifted and pressed close as the messy, heated kiss continued.

He kept squeezing her cheeks, then began to massage them. His fingers sank deep into the big, plump, soft, cushiony flesh with every touch. The way they yielded under his hands felt like heaven.

He gripped, kneaded, and pressed, feeling the soft weight of her ass fill his palms as he held her up. Aveline shivered against him, another soft moan slipping into his mouth as his hands worked her plump cheeks without pause.

The kiss continued, growing even hotter. Their tongues moved with more urgency now, sliding and twisting together. Saliva passed freely between them as they shared each other’s taste. Wet sounds filled the room with every movement of their mouths.

Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~

Aveline moaned into the kiss, her body pressing tighter against him. Her arms stayed locked around his neck.

Veyron’s hands kept kneading her plump cheeks as he held her up, his tongue pushing deeper, claiming more of her mouth. She answered him eagerly, her own tongue curling around his, drawing him in.

They kissed like that for a long moment, messy and deep, until they finally broke apart. A thin strand of saliva still connected their lips. Aveline’s chest rose and fell against him.

Her eyes, once soft, had turned completely pink. The Amoria bloodline stirred awake inside her, making her more passionate, more hungry.

She looked at him with those glowing pink eyes and spoke in a breathless voice. "Give me more of your saliva."

Her words were soft, but full of want. She leaned in again without waiting, latching onto his lips once more. Her mouth opened against his, seeking more of his saliva as she kissed him with renewed hunger.

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