I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Alice froze for a moment as a memory resurfaced in her mind. While they had been tending to Julian's wounds, Regina's words from that night played in her mind.

She had taken it as a joke, but now she wondered if there was some truth to it.

"No..." she whispered. "Don't tell me... you meant what you said yesterday?"

Regina's lips curled into a faint smile. "Why do you want to know Alice?"

Alice clenched her fists. "Tell me," she demanded.

Regina remained unfazed. "No."

"Tell me!" Alice's voice cracked as she shouted desperately.

A suffocating silence filled the room, and finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Regina spoke. "Yes. It was true."

Alice felt the world shatter around her. "No... no..." she gasped, shaking her head in disbelief. "You... and Julian..."

Regina's smile widened just slightly. "Yes. Julian has fucked me too," she said casually as if revealing something trivial.

Alice could hold on no more, and she collapsed onto the bed. She clutched her chest tightly as if her heart might burst at any moment. She looked at Regina's face, but there was no change—no shame and not even an ounce of disgust.

"What do you mean, Regina? You and Julian..." She couldn't stop herself from asking.

Regina met her gaze confidently. "You want to know, don't you?" she said. "You want to know just how far we have gone."

Alice felt uncomfortable from the calmness in Regina's tone, but she couldn't pull away from the conversation.

Regina stepped closer. "You think I don't feel the weight of the taboo, the disgust others would feel?"

She let out a soft laugh. "But what they don't understand—what you don't understand—is that it's more than that. It's power, Alice. And it's a pleasure."

Alice's face flushed in embarrassment. She could not even believe that she was having this conversation.

"I am not ashamed of what I have done," Regina continued. "Julian and I, we have an understanding. He craves me, and I crave him. The way he touches me, the way he makes me feel…"

She left her sentence unfinished.

Alice felt her breath stop for a moment. Every word from Regina seemed to reach into the deepest, most vulnerable parts of her. She felt trapped, disgusted, and yet… she couldn't stop the ache that started building in her chest.

"Does it disturb you, Alice?" Regina asked softly, her tone almost teasing now. "You have been so quick to judge. But you can't deny the power that comes with surrendering to your desires, can you?"

Alice could feel her body react before her mind could catch up. She clenched her fists, trying to maintain control, but the images and feelings swirling in her mind wouldn't go away.

"You... you've lost it," Alice whispered. "This is wrong, Regina."

Regina scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Oh, shut up, Alice," she said, her voice dripping with mockery. "You act like you are any better."

Alice narrowed her eyes in slight anger. "What do you mean?" she snapped.

Regina's smile widened as she stepped closer. "Weren't you the one sucking his cock like you had been thirsty for years?"

Alice blushed even more, and she lowered her head. "I... I was healing him," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

Regina laughed. "Oh, I know," she said.

She leaned in, her breath warm against Alice's cheek. "But let's not pretend it was just about healing, dear. The way you swallowed him... I could see it in your eyes. You loved every second of it."

Alice's entire body trembled as she clenched her fists. She bit her lips, trying to regain control of herself, but her mind flashed the shameful images, making her feel even more guilty.

Regina continued. "It's always easy to judge when you're standing on the outside. But when you're in his arms, when you feel his power, his heat..."

Her eyes glowed with desire. "You forget all about what's right and wrong. Don't you?"

Alice looked up at Regina, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and understanding. "I... I was trying to help him," she retorted again, but she herself knew that she was lying.

Regina chuckled and tucked a strand of hair behind Alice's ear. "Keep telling yourself that," she whispered. "But we both know the truth."

"Remember how it felt?" she continued, her voice sultry.

Alice's body tensed. "I… I don't know what you mean," she whispered weakly as she glanced away.

"Oh, come now," Regina murmured, her fingers trailing lightly along Alice's jaw, forcing her to meet her gaze.

"Don't pretend you have forgotten." Her smirk grew wider. "The heat in your mouth as you wrapped your lips around him. The way he throbbed on your tongue. The way your body responded."

Alice's breath was caught in her throat. "I was only doing what I had to!" she protested.

Regina laughed softly. "Yes… and you did it so well. Tell me, Alice—" she leaned closer, "did it make you wet? Did you feel yourself begging for more?"

Alice's lips opened as if to deny it, but no words came. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, her body heating unconsciously.

"You remember how he tasted, don't you?" Regina planted a soft kiss on her cheeks. "Salty, thick… every drop sliding down your throat as you swallowed him whole."

Alice squeezed her eyes shut, her legs pressing together, "Stop it," she said weakly.

Regina chuckled, "Oh no, darling. I won't stop. Because the truth is, you loved it. Just like I do."

Alice opened her eyes, "You are twisted," she hissed in anger.

Regina tilted her head. "We all are when it comes to him," she whispered.

With that, Regina turned away from the bed and walked to the door. She pulled it open and spoke calmly, "Julian, come in."

Alice panicked, and she glanced nervously at the doorway. Her pulse quickened, and her fingers dug strongly into the bed.

Outside, Alden, who had been waiting patiently, asked in concern. "Regina, what is going on? Is everything fine?"

Regina turned her head slightly. "Yes," she replied normally. "Everything is perfectly fine… Just send Julian in."

Alden hesitated, his gaze shifting between his wife's composed face and the closed room beyond.

Finally, he turned to Julian, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Go, son," he said.

Julian nodded and stepped forward. He moved past Alden with confident steps and entered the room. The tension in the room thickened as his presence filled the air.

Alice's eyes locked on Julian, her body shivering slightly as memories of their shared moments burned through her mind.

Regina closed the door behind him. She turned to face both Julian and Alice. "Good," she whispered. "We are all here now."

Julian's eyes flicked to Eleanor, who lay quietly on the bed. His gaze briefly met Alice's before he walked towards the bed. He sat beside Eleanor, his presence commanding.

He rested a hand on her stomach. "How are you?" he asked, his voice filled with a tenderness that made her heart flutter.

Eleanor smiled warmly, her hand covering his. "I'm fine," she whispered. "Just a stomachache."

Julian chuckled as he leaned in closer, "Are you finally going to be a mother?"

Eleanor blushed, and she smiled shyly. She nodded slowly, her fingers tightening over his. "Yes… I guess so."

Alice watched in stunned silence as the intimacy unfolded before her. She could feel the heat rising between them, the forbidden connection they shared.

Every glance, every touch spoke of a love that defied moral intervention.

Regina stood back with a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. She didn't move, her eyes flicking between the pair on the bed and Alice.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Regina whispered seductively. "The way he loves her."

Julian's gaze shifted slowly to Regina. "What happened, Mother?" he asked with a smirk.

Regina's eyes sparkled with mischief as she folded her arms. "Alice here has discovered your little secret."

Julian turned to Alice. A slow, teasing smile spread across his face as he leaned slightly toward her. He rested his hands on her thigh before his fingers began a slow, gentle caress over the fabric of her dress.

Alice gasped, her body jerking as her eyes widened in shock. She grabbed his wrist instinctively, trembling under the sudden, bold contact.

"J-Julian!" she uttered, her voice breathless in disbelief.

Julian's smile deepened. "Yes, Aunt Alice?" smoothly.

His fingers continued their teasing. "You seem tense," he murmured. "No need to be shy now."

Alice's heart raced as overwhelming emotions began swirling within her. Her body betrayed her, and she pressed her legs tightly, trying to hide her spiking arousal.

"W-what are you doing?" she managed to ask.

Julian's fingers reached upwards, each movement amplifying the fire inside Alice. He made his way towards her inner thigh, his fingertips touching the soft fabric covering her pussy.

Alice gasped, and her body jolted as if it was struck by lightning. Her thighs clenched tightly around his hand, but it only served to trap him in place, his fingers now pressing her pussy more firmly.