After closing the store interface, Lucas couldn’t help but want to go down and taste his stunning stepmother.
Uta was thirty-seven years old, but as a Wizard, she aged much slower than ordinary people. From her appearance, she looked no older than her early twenties.
However, Lucas temporarily dismissed the idea of making a move.
Having just arrived, he wasn’t firmly established yet. He should focus first on dealing with Sarah, whom he had already secured, to avoid alerting others.
The thought of Sarah brought the intense scenes from last night flooding into his mind like vivid movie fras, causing his cock to harden uncontrollably.
He initially wanted to barge into his Sister’s room for a second round, but considering that Sarah was probably still resting, he suppressed the urge and sat cross-legged to cultivate.
Before he knew it, the morning had passed. Since he hadn’t started fasting yet, Lucas felt hungry and was about to go downstairs to get so food when the door to his room suddenly opened.
"Sister, you’re awake."
The person who entered was Sarah. She wore a black long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, covering her arms and legs completely.
Having been thoroughly pleasured and then sleeping for a long ti, her complexion looked quite good, but her expression was unnervingly calm.
"What thod did you use to control ?" Sarah got straight to the point.
Lucas smiled faintly. "I don’t understand what Sister is saying."
"If you don’t understand, then let explain." Sarah spoke softly with extre patience.
"Last night, I suddenly lost all my Mana and strength, which allowed you to... How did you do it?"
"What do you think, Sister?"
"My blood." Sarah said. "I know you need my blood. That was the real purpose of your clumsy performance—to obtain my blood. But beyond that, I don’t know anything else."
"Sister is so smart." Lucas nodded. "But do you really think I’d just confess everything to you like this?"
"You won’t, but I have my guesses." Sarah said coldly. "My guess is that your evil technique or spell is a one-ti thing. To control again, you’d need to get my blood once more."
Lucas didn’t seem bothered. "So what?"
His response made Sarah think she had guessed correctly. A flicker of joy flashed between her brows.
"Then I can kill you."
Before the words fully left her mouth, Sarah lunged forward, her palm filled with Mana aid straight at Lucas’s head.
Lucas didn’t dodge or evade, letting Sarah attack him.
But the mont her palm was about to touch him, the Mana suddenly dissipated. The strike that should have shattered his brain turned into a soft, weak pat.
"Sister is so good, even petting Brother’s head." Watching Sarah’s disbelieving expression, Lucas unceremoniously pulled the ice-cold beauty into his lap, making her sit sideways on his thigh.
One hand pressed against her waist while the other slipped under her T-shirt, pushing up her bra and skillfully kneading her Sister’s breast.
"Seems I guessed wrong." Sarah closed her eyes in despair, neither struggling nor resisting, letting Lucas’s hands roam freely under her clothes.
"Yes, you guessed wrong. I’ve gained permanent control over your body, Sister. You can’t kill , and you can’t even commit suicide, because I’m your master now." Lucas gently nibbled on Sarah’s earlobe.
"Co on, call ’Master’ for to hear."
Sarah acted as if she hadn’t heard anything, neither speaking nor making any expression or movent.
Though Lucas’s teasing had painted her cheeks with a blush, she successfully suppressed any urge to make a sound.
Seeing Sarah determined to play dead, Lucas wasn’t angry—he had already prepared a backup plan.
Suddenly, Sarah’s eyes opened against her will. She pulled out her phone from her jeans pocket, opened the ssaging app "ssenger," and sent a voice ssage to Jas in her usual tone: "Dad, I’m going out for a few days. I won’t be ho during this ti."
"Understand now?"
Watching Sarah’s terrified expression, Lucas increased the pressure on her breast.
"I can make you do anything, say anything, even show any expression I want, without any difficulty. But doing it this way is no fun. What I want is your willingness."
As he spoke, Jas’s reply ca, "Okay, be safe."
This was followed by a transfer notification. Jas sent Sarah a large sum of pocket money.
"See? Your dad can’t wait for you to stay far away from ho, and your kind stepmother is even more eager. No one in this family likes you anymore, except ."
Lucas pecked Sarah’s lips, which had turned slightly purple from fear.
"Last chance, Sister. Be my woman, okay?"
Though the shock in her heart made Sarah hesitate slightly, she quickly steeled herself and coldly spat out two words: "No."
"Then don’t bla , Sister. Since you refuse to be my woman, I’ll have to train you into a bitch instead." Lucas wasn’t surprised at all. He knew Sarah wouldn’t agree so easily—he just needed an excuse for his next move.
Lucas activated the [Space Ring (Low Grade)], and a glowing blue portal appeared before them.
Controlling the stunned Sarah, Lucas stepped through it with her.
It was a fifty-square-ter room, empty except for five walls.
With a thought, Lucas summoned a full-length mirror against one wall.
He pulled Sarah in front of the mirror and forced her to kneel.
anwhile, he swiftly pulled out his already rock-hard, thick cock and pressed it against Sarah’s delicate lips.
"Open your mouth!" Lucas commanded harshly.
Sarah knew she couldn’t resist, but the pungent, heated scent of his cock made it impossible for her to comply.
Slap! Lucas raised his hand high and brought it down hard on Sarah’s face, leaving bright red finger marks.
"...You!" As the eldest daughter of the Everleigh family, Sarah’s status was no less than that of an imperial princess.
When had she ever been slapped in such a humiliating situation?
Beyond sha and indignation, what filled Sarah most at this mont was disbelief.
She had thought the worst would be another round of fucking like last night. She had ntally prepared herself for that, though she was reluctant to admit that last night had brought her unprecedented pleasure.
But now, Lucas seed like a completely different person—no longer the lovestruck younger
Brother who admired her despite rejection, but a violent superior treating her like a lowly subordinate he could beat and insult at will. This was a humiliation she had never experienced before.
"I said, open your mouth." Lucas said impatiently. "Do I need to slap you again for you to hear ?"
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