The Goddess' Champion

As it turned out, Constantine had saved Caroline and her entourage from some bandits with his group, he confessed later that they planned to steal the loot, but after realising Caroline's astounding beauty, he couldn't.

Caroline was merely trying to convey her gratitude, but Nova, after living thirty-ish years of Isabella's life, was no longer ignorant in the matters of love, that gaze that she was throwing her son wasn't that of a lady in gratitude.

It burned something in her, especially when Constantine also seemed to be equally thrilled.

Her motherly feelings came loose, this was his chance... a nice lady with a great background that could help him out of this hole that he lived in, this town was too small for Constantine and she didn't have the means to give him any better, but this girl could.

Yet why does this hurt so much?

The young princess of the Castille Dynasty departed that night but not far off; saying that she'd stay in town for a while to sightsee. Lies, she wanted to spend some more time with her saviour.

It hurt so much that all he talked about once she left, was about that girl, how beautiful she was and how much wealth she likely possessed, 'we can go to a better place' he said while smiling, thinking about the possibilities.

That night he went to sleep with a smile, yet she wasn't smiling.

'What if I don't want you to leave me? have you thought about that?' The Goddess' mind deviated between her woman's side and her mother's side, she found herself taking the exact same route that Isabella had, even when she said... it would be different.

She crawled from her bed that night and into her son's.

Men had a particular weakness, they would be erect every morning... something that gave her an excuse to play with him under the pretext of 'calming him down'. It was a bond of sorts that they shared.

But her mind was in disarray and today she didn't feel like using her hand or mouth would be enough, she wasn't relieving his stress, but her own.

Constantine moaned like always in surprise, she'd usually crawl into his bed before he fell asleep, not deep into the night, still, he didn't reject her and showed her the usual love and attention that they shared during this bonding.

Her tongue did miracles as ever, but once he finished, she didn't do the usual, leaving him panting to crawl back into her bed silently, instead, he felt how her tongue drew a line along his abdomen until she reached his mouth.

!!!

A kiss, he gasped.

Even when having done this for perhaps a month or so, every day. There were no kisses involved.

"M-Mother, wait-"

"I won't wait."

Nova/Isabella, discarded her underwear and tore his ones apart with a strength he didn't even know where it came from, it was her policy, her rule... that they had to take care of clothes even if things were better recently and they could get more, she just went against her own rule.

When he felt something soft and moist touch the end of his glans with her panting on top, Constantine knew tonight was not going to be like other nights.

Nova descended, biting her dress to give him a nice and broad view of her body, she gasped when she felt her insides engulf him for the first time, he held her waist instinctively, his gaze and shivering eyes telling tales of what he was feeling.

It was a primal connection that couldn't be denied.

Without any explanation or even a word, she began rocking her hips back and forth, basking on this pleasure she had been deprived of for billions of years... moans and grunts indicated their pleasure, taboo unrestrained.

Constantine's eyes were fiercely glued to her body, her hair fell on his face, smelling like flowers and fragrances, her insides couldn't compare to anyone he ever had before, she was on a level of her own... and she was his mother.

The pleasure quickly reached a crescendo and that was when the two exploded, Constantine grit his teeth, pushing her away, she was tightly glued and despite how good this was feeling he knew he needed to do it outside or it would be dangerous.

Sadly for him, Nova didn't have that plan, she just experienced the greatest pleasure a woman can feel, and she wouldn't get a half-assed experience, hence when she felt him push her away, she pulled with greater strength, constraining her body against his and feeling how those jets of hot liquids entered her womb.

"Hmn!~"

Constantine gasped again, his hands instinctively held her butt and pulled it, nestling him deep inside as he bit on her neck, it was done... there was no going back now.

For several seconds he kept coming, feeling the spasms and impulses, letting out a load at a time, their crotches had become a mess.

Nova planted a last deep kiss on his mouth, his mind blown with the experience they just had before standing up and allowing her dress down, her womb filled and spilling, with a smile she staggered back to her bed, having gotten what she wanted... she had marked her son as her own, and had been marked in return as well.

The beauty slumped on her bed, still feeling brief spasms of her orgasm, her first ever orgasm with her son. After thirty-ish years, after billions of years.

However, that night wasn't fated to end just yet.

Also with silence, a panting Constantine crawled from his bed, into his mother's bed... there was no way just once would be enough, he needed to feel that again.

When she felt his embrace from behind, she didn't know what to say or do... except for feeling happy, what else was there to feel?

Spooning her, he lifted her dress up, taking one of her breasts just for the sake of it, they were his so he didn't need an excuse to take them... then her leg raised and he aligned himself with her entrance once again, she was dripping so much, clearly, the amount he left inside, the sheer volume was too much for her to hold it in.

That didn't stop him from silently inserting himself there once more, the first one deep, making sure to knock on her cervix before beginning a piston, Nova's moans began yet again, this time more intense since her vagina was quite sensitive from the previous intercourse.

His cum served as a lubricant that only stimulated both of them further, creating the sloshy noises that her memory would never forget, that dubious and debauched scent was drawing the two to a deep abyss.

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The next day Nova woke up, fulfilled and brimming with love in her son's arms.

The sun woke her up and she realised that she needed to prepare breakfast for the two of them as he had already left all of his energy inside her.

Humming and even singing the goddess first washed her body since it was coated with cum and juices from yesterday, she made sure to do so thoroughly as once her son/lover woke up, he'd surely want to see her in her best light, her crotch was particularly slimy... having gone through this once before, she wondered if she was pregnant... the goddess didn't seem to care, but Isabella was filled with apprehension, there were certain potions that one could take to prevent this although they weren't a hundred per cent certain so she deemed it necessary to get one from the town's pharmacy.

Little did she know Nova could easily prevent this and she did.

When she felt his embrace that morning, Nova couldn't describe her happiness. They greet each other normally, like mother and son... like what happened the night prior had been a dream, but they knew very well it wasn't.

That girl was so confused when she came back, Caroline de Castile... the boy she was crushing on and that previously behaved so flirty... he was still a gentleman but there was this layer of indifference in his eyes, she was a princess and knew very well that she couldn't be with this boy even if he saved her life, but... she wanted to at least get to know him more, his mother, that woman was so astonishingly beautiful, her silver hair seemed to reflect the very stars.

That day she invited him away from the house and Constantine accepted, wanting to take her around the town as well... Caroline and Isabella threw each other a deathly glare before going on their own ways.

She still needed to get a job and taking advantage of this opportunity she departed their 'nest of love'... still smiling, so what if she took Constantine? there had been love in his gaze when he looked at HERSELF from start to finish.

The bunny was in the bag.

Sadly, a few weeks later, reality would dawn on her once again.