"Kraven… what… what are you doing?"
She stammered, her voice a breathless mix of surprise and rising panic. She flinched and instinctively tried to pull back, but his other hand settled on her shoulder, holding her in place without force.
Julian smiled down at her with that same calm and almost boyish expression again, as if this were the most natural thing in the world.
"Nothing, Mother," he murmured. "Since we won't be doing this again… I was just touching them for the last time."
Olivia's breath hitched as he continued to explore her breast with the slow, teasing caresses.
"Kraven, please…" she whispered, but there was no real strength behind the plea. Her hands, still messy with his seed, hovered uncertainly in the air between them. "This isn't… we said one time. You just promised you wouldn't force me."
