He turned to leave, but Lilly tightened her grip. Her hand moved down, firmly grasping his cock. "You say that, Ethan... but it feels like you're quite ready for a celebration down here."
"Lilly!" Ethan hissed, shocked. "How can you be okay with this? This is your mother! And I'm your boyfriend!"
Lilly leaned her head against his shoulder, her voice calm and devoid of jealousy. "I have no problem sharing you with those other 'vixens' you keep around. Why would I ever have a problem sharing the man I love with my own mother?"
Ethan's heart hammered at a thousand beats per minute. He stood in a state of total paralysis, his conscience screaming about loyalty and family, while his primal desires—fueled by the Nectar and his Void Body—roared for submission.
Ethan stumbled back, his hands raised in a defensive gesture. "Martha... Lilly... I can't. Alfred is the closest thing I have to a father. I won't betray him. I won't tear this family apart for a moment of weakness."
