"But… you can still lactate, right, Mother?" he whispered. "You are a mage. I'm sure you can control your body… make your breasts swell and fill with warm, sweet milk."
Olivia's eyes widened in shock.
He went there.
She had known... deep down that the moment he first mentioned lactation that he would push exactly this far. The depravity of it all made her stomach twist even as her body burned hotter.
"Kraven," she gasped, her voice laced with panic.
She tried to pull back again but his strong arms held her firmly in place without hurting her.
"Let's stop this. We have completed the deal, and you've already touched me as much as you like. You must leave now. Please."
Julian didn't pull away. Instead, he brushed his lips softly against the shell of her ear, his breath hot and teasing as he continued speaking.
