I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM - Chapter 237 Final Show for Regina - r18
Author’s Note: This chapter is mostly going to be in Regina’s POV.
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Regina’s eyes remained locked on him, hoping to find any sign of emotion, but he was as calm and composed as ever, giving away nothing.
The dinner soon ended, and the family retreated to their rooms. Julian stayed behind for another half hour or so, wandering aimlessly through the garden. Regina’s eyes stayed glued to Julian, her steps light and cautious as she followed him through the dimly lit garden.
His pace was calm and slow, as though he were taking in the peaceful presence of the night.
What is he doing? she wondered. Why is he out here so late?
His calm demeanor made it nearly impossible for Regina to discern his intentions and she could feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest.
She was vigilant, hoping to catch a mutter or whisper that might hint at his thoughts, but Julian remained silent. Her unease seemed to deepen every passing second.
Just then, she saw Julian suddenly change direction and head back towards the castle. Her heart raced even faster as she followed him.
She stayed a safe distance behind him, her eyes never leaving his figure as he navigated through the hallways. Her steps faltered when Julian suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned his head around, observing his surroundings, as though he suspected someone might be following him.
Regina’s breath caught in her throat, and she quickly hid behind a nearby pillar. Her hand instinctively reached her chest to steady her racing heart.
Does he know I’m here? she thought as she peeked carefully.
What is he doing? Why is he so cautious?
Her mind raced with possibilities, but she could not bring herself to guess his intentions. She gripped the edge of the pillar tightly as her curiosity seemed to peak with every passing second.
After couple of minutes, Julian resumed his steps and Regina exhaled sharply in relief. She adjusted her position and continued to follow him.
I will find out what you’re hiding, Julian. No matter what it takes.
They continued to walk through the hallways, and after what felt like forever, she saw Julian stop in front of Eleanor’s door. A chilling wave of confusion and suspicion washed over her.
Why is he going to Eleanor’s room at this hour? She wondered as her mind raced with possible explanations, but nothing seemed satisfying to her.
The more she thought about it, the more unsettling and increasingly lewd scenarios overwhelmed her mind.
It can’t be what I’m thinking, right? She questioned herself as she shook her head slightly, trying to get rid of such impure thoughts.
But her mind immediately flashed back to the conversation she had with Julian, the cold and ruthless tone in his voice when he had admitted his plans to go after everyone: Eleanor, Eva, Gregoria, and others.
Her heart beat wildly as she fought with the unsettling thought. Even if Julian harbored such ruthless ambition, would Eleanor, his own sister, truly engage with him in that way?
No, she thought desperately, Eleanor wouldn’t do that.
She carefully closed the distance and stood just outside Eleanor’s door, barely daring to breathe. The door was slightly open, and forced by the growing unease and curiosity, she peeked inside.
Her eyes scanned the room before landing on Julian. He stood still without any movements, and there was no sign of Eleanor or anyone else in the room.
Where is Eleanor? she wondered.
After a couple of minutes, Eleanor’s figure finally came into Regina’s view. She saw her step into the room, still wearing her elegant gown that she had worn the whole day.
She could see the surprised expression etched on Eleanor’s face, which seemed to make her more anxious.
Eleanor with a hint of confusion in her eyes, looked at Julian and asked, “Julian… what are you here for?”
Regina’s eyes narrowed as Julian leaned closer to Eleanor’s ear, whispering something. She couldn’t make out the words that he said to her, her frustration increasing as she saw Eleanor’s surprised face.
What is he saying? She wondered as she leaned closer, trying to hear them. Then, to her shock, Eleanor’s expression changed. The surprise faded quickly, replaced by a sly grin that sent a chill down Regina’s spine.
Eleanor leaned in and whispered something back to Julian.
Regina’s frustration grew even more as she watched their exchange, unable to discern the meaning behind it.
Why is she smiling like that? What are they talking about? she thought.
Suddenly, Julian’s hands wrapped around Eleanor’s waist, pulling her closer.
Eleanor’s eyes closed as Julian leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss. Regina’s heart pounded wildly and she felt a scream bubbling up inside her, but she swallowed it down, not wanting to alert them to her presence.
The sight was so unexpected, so disturbingly intimate, that she had to fight the urge to look away.
She watched as Julian’s hand slid up Eleanor’s back, his fingers tangling in her hair. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the possessive way he held her, and she felt a chill run down her spine.
This was not the gentle, brotherly love she had always known between them. This was something darker.
Her hand shook as she took a step back, trying to take in the sight of what she had just witnessed.
“Eleanor,” she managed to whisper, the word barely audible. “How could you do this?”
She wanted to storm in, to separate them, and demand answers, but her legs wouldn’t obey. Instead, she remained rooted to the spot, silently observing the taboo act unfolding before her.
Eleanor pulled back from the kiss and slowly lowered herself onto her knees in front of Julian.
Regina’s heart raced as she knew what was about to happen. She could feel the goosebumps forming on her skin. She watched as Eleanor, with trembling hands, reached for Julian’s belt.
With a soft click, the belt came undone, and his pants fell to his ankles.
The bulge in Julian’s underwear was easily noticeable and Regina’s eyes widened as she took in the sight.
Eleanor’s eyes remained locked on Julian’s with a sly smile playing on her lips as she began to slowly pull down his underwear. The fabric slid down his thighs, revealing the thick, long cock that was already hardened in anticipation.
Regina brought her hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp. She could hardly believe what she was seeing. Her cheeks flushed with a mix of horror and fascination as she stared, unable to tear her gaze away.
How can he be so… big? the question echoed through her mind.
Her thoughts swirled with a mix of shock and something else, something that made her feel guilty and ashamed.
Her eyes remained glued to Julian’s cock as it grew harder and larger before her.
She felt her knees weaken as her mind flashed back to all those times when she had allowed herself to indulge in the forbidden fantasy of what it would be like to be with him. But even in her wildest imaginations, she had never thought of anything so…big….so.. monstrous.
Just then, Eleanor’s chuckle startled her from her amusement. Eleanor looked up at Julian, her eyes glowing with mischief.
“Already hard for your sister’s touch,” she murmured, her voice thick with lust.
Julian smirked, his eyes locked with Eleanor’s as she wrapped her hands around his cock and began to stroke him. The sight was mesmerizing, and despite the horror, Regina couldn’t look away.
Eleanor herself felt a strange wave of arousal washing over her at the knowledge that their mother was likely watching from the shadows.
Maybe I was always a pervert. she thought in her mind If I am going to be part of this twisted performance, I might as well enjoy it to the fullest.
Her hand moved with new purpose, stroking Julian’s cock with a slow rhythm. She whispered, “Do you like your sister’s hand around your cock?”
Julian’s eyes fluttered shut, “Yes,” he murmured.
Regina’s eyes were wide with shock as she watched her children engage in such an intimate, incestuous act. Their lewd conversation only seemed to increase the intimacy, and she couldn’t deny the heat that was building within her.
Eleanor leaned in closer and her tongue flicked out to lick the tip of his cock.
“Yesss,” Julian moaned at the sensation.
Reginia watched in horrified fascination as Eleanor took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him in a way that was both mesmerizing and terrifying.
Julian’s hands tightened in Eleanor’s hair, guiding her movements as she began to take him deeper. The sight of her son’s fingers tangled in her daughter’s blonde locks was too much for Regina to bear.
Her own hand found her breast, her fingers playing and teasing the sensitive flesh through the thin fabric as her eyes locked onto the intimately forbidden scene before her.
