Julian's smile widened. He gave her breasts one final, slow squeeze before slowly releasing them. His hands then slid down her sides and he adjusted her gown back into place with surprising gentleness.
"As you wish, Mother," he murmured. "I look forward to it."
Olivia stood there for a few seconds longer, trying to steady her breathing and compose herself. Her legs felt weak, her core still throbbed with unfulfilled need, and her breasts ached from his touch.
She then turned around slowly to face him, her eyes meeting his.
"Let us finish the transfer. I need to break through before we go to the hall."
Julian nodded and stepped closer once more. He placed his hands back on her shoulders, and the mana exchange resumed with full intensity. Olivia closed her eyes again, leaning slightly against him as the powerful flow continued pushing her toward the Arch Mage realm.
