Chapter 267: Competing with her mama

Norelia’s soft tongue and the hot velvet of her mouth coated his shaft in a slick bath of warm saliva. With steady, greedy rhythm, Norelia began bobbing her head up and down, taking him in and out while her hand firmly pumped the thick base her mouth couldn’t reach.

Her tongue swirled around the veins, repeatedly flicking against the ultra-sensitive slit at the tip, delivering agonizing jolts of pure pleasure.

Beneath the heavy blanket, the dim cocoon echoed with lewd, wet sounds

Slrrp. Gluck. squelch

The sound of her mouth working relentlessly over his stone-hard cock.

"Fuck... this is honestly peak," Eren groaned, his hips giving an involuntary twitch against the mattress as his knuckles curled tightly into the sheets.

Norelia didn’t let him off the hook. Her throat hummed, a muffled, broken voice vibrating straight through his rod: "Mmgh... bwt nwo gurl... cwn evwr gwve ywo... lwk thws..."

Eren let out a strained chuckle, gasping through his teeth. "Can’t understand a single word, professor. The acoustics are a bit crowded."

Norelia paused her bobbing, keeping the thick rod firmly anchored behind her lips, her large red eyes glaring up at him through the dark of the blanket.

"I said," she puffed out around his dick, spit glistening at the corner of her lips, "I bet none of the other girls could ever beat me at giving you head."

Eren’s lips curved into a thoroughly wicked, unrepentant grin.

"Nah," Eren replied casually. "Carolynn definitely gives me the absolute best blowjob."

The name landed like a thunderbolt.

Norelia’s eyes went wide with shock and instant outrage. She instantly tensed, ready to rip her mouth away and launch into a furious tirade, but Eren was already two steps ahead of her. His hand shot forward, his fingers tangling firmly into her brown hair, anchoring her head in place before she could pull back.

He didn’t let her retreat an inch, gently guiding her right back down along the shaft.

"Now, now," Eren murmured with playful menace. "No backing out in the middle of field work, Miss Norelia. You started this, and there’s no way you’re abandoning the demonstration halfway through."

Hearing her mother’s name didn’t break her spirit—it threw a whole barrel of fuel onto her pride.

Norelia’s crimson eyes narrowed dangerously into blazing, lethal slits. If that milf demon woman thought she could claim first place in Eren’s bed, she had another thing coming.

She declared total war.

Determined to obliterate every lingering trace of her mother’s taste from his memory, her crimson eyes flared with an unhinged intensity. She relaxed her throat completely, opening wide and taking him down to the absolute hilt with an aggressive, suffocating vacuum.

SCHLUCK. SLURP.

The wet, obscene sounds echoed. She hollowed her cheeks, creating an agonizing suction that pulled at the tip while her tongue flicked furiously in tight, rapid spirals around his frenulum. Her hand worked the root in flawless synchronicity, twisting and pumping with frantic, desperate speed.

Eren’s breath was ripped entirely from his lungs.

"F-Fuck—Norelia—!" Eren choked out, his voice cracking into a jagged rasp.

His hips bucked clean off the mattress. The casual, teasing smirk was instantly wiped off his face. This wasn’t a sweet morning favor anymore; it was an execution. The friction was so hot, so tight, and so completely merciless that his vision swam with blinding white sparks.

"Norelia... wait, seriously—I’m gonna—"

Norelia didn’t flinch. She heard the panic in his voice, felt the violent, rhythmic shudder running through his thighs, and smelled her imminent victory. Looking up through her brown bangs, her tear-filled, glassy red eyes locked dead onto his, burning with fierce, triumphant madness.

Instead of slowing down, she clamped her lips tighter, hollowed her cheeks to maximum pressure, and took him all the way back into the depths of her throat.

That was the final blow.

With a ragged, strangled curse, Eren’s entire body locked rigid. His chest heaving as the dam finally shattered.

Deep in her mouth, his thick shaft gave three violent, savage pulses, and he erupted—firing hot, thick white cream straight down her throat.

Norelia’s throat bobbed automatically. Her jaw locked around, taking every single drop, her eyes rolling back slightly from the intoxicating, musky heat flooding her senses. She didn’t spit a single drop. She swallowed every ounce of his pent-up energy until the violent twitching in his hips finally subsided into weak, trembling aftershocks.

Slowly, she slid her mouth off his softened, glistening length.

PLOP.

A heavy, lewd string of thick saliva stretched from his weeping tip to her lips.

Norelia slumped forward onto his thighs, her chest heaving for oxygen, small coughs wracking her throat as she wiped her mouth with the back of her trembling hand.

She looked up at him with a smug, completely exhausted, thoroughly wicked smirk spreading across her face.

"Now..." Norelia rasped, her voice deliciously ruined, husky, and dripping with smug superiority. "Tell me again, Eren... who gave the best service? Me or my mama?"

Before she could bask in her glorious triumph or let another word of her victory speech, Eren’s hands clamped onto her shoulders.

The boast died instantly in her throat. Her red eyes snapped wide in startled surprise, a small squeak escaping her mouth.

In one movement, Eren hauled her up the mattress until her face was inches from his. He rolled onto his side, his scarred chest pressing against her delicate frame, his blue eyes burning with a dark, hungry, unhinged heat that sent an immediate, electric jolt straight down her spine. The raw intensity in his gaze was so thick, so completely overwhelming, that her trembling thighs clamped together on pure instinct.

His hand slid down the curve of her back, cupping the soft cheek of her ass, pulling her hips flush against him with zero hesitation.

"You talk a lot for someone who just emptied my soul into her stomach, Professor," Eren murmured, his hot breath washing over her lips. "You were good. Ridiculously good. So good that my heart nearly gave out halfway through."

Norelia blinked, her chest heaving, the smug smirk faltering as she realized the monster below was already rebooting. "E-Eren... wait, you just—"

"You won. An absolute, undisputed, total victory over your mama," he whispered with a wicked smile as his eyes glittered with pure mischief. "And when my brilliant little genius wins first place... she deserves the grand prize. You wouldn’t reject it, would you?"

Without waiting for her to debate the terms, Eren hooked his forearm beneath her top knee, hiking her slender thigh up over his hip to pry her defenses wide open.

His hand drifted to the hem of her thin silk nightgown, bunching the fabric past her waist in one fluid sweep, completely exposing her smooth, pale skin. His fingers caught the elastic waistband of her adorable cream-and-blue panties—already damp with anticipation at the center.

"Now let’s see," Eren breathed against her ear, tugging the panties sideways to bare her dripping, petal-pink folds, "how well this magnificent victor can handle her reward."