Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 529 Mother's Erotic Warmth [R-18]

On the opposite side, Vritra found himself caught in a state of restless boredom and confusion, with even Yasmine unable to provide much comfort at the moment.

Recognizing that a window of time remained before their departure for the Ford realm, he resolved to seek out the one person who had stood by him and offered support from the very start, second only to Yasmine.

As he stepped out of his chambers, Vritra halted to instruct the guards: "Inform the monarch that I will return within a few hours… or at least before the wedding ceremony begins. Should I be delayed, just proceed to the Ford realm ahead of me."

"B- But Young Master, regarding that…" the guard attempted to protest, but Vritra vanished in the beat of a heart.

With a heavy sigh, the guard watched him go. He couldn't help but suspect that the Young Master was actually attempting to flee the upcoming marriage.

He didn't truly blame Art, yet he had no desire to be the one delivering such troubling news to the higher-ups.

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Vritra took to the sky once more, heading toward the City of Charms, though he chose not to summon his other women this time.

For the time being, his only desire was to share some private moments with Vanessa.

He intended to gather all his wives together once Yennefer was finally found.

Nevertheless, it brought him a sense of pride to see how much his women had achieved; they had grown significantly in Cultivation and established massive armies.

Had it been left to him, Vritra would have focused solely on his individual strength. To him, engaging in political maneuvering and territory building felt like a waste of effort.

Yet, those things were vital, and he felt fortunate to have such talented wives to manage those burdens for him.

Furthermore, Maeve’s organization, the World Information Centre, was expanding at a breakneck pace.

It already rivaled many of the great powers, possessing an immense wealth of data and knowledge, while its martial strength was also rising rapidly.

Rumors were already circulating that the WIC might soon eclipse even the Star family in the realm of intelligence gathering.

Since everyone was managing their roles so effectively, Vritra had no reason to worry.

His role was simply to provide support, though right now, he felt a deep need for Vanessa’s presence.

Upon reaching the City of Charms, his entry was effortless.

Under normal circumstances, his Lost skill would keep him from being noticed, but his fame was such that no one would dare obstruct his path now.

Vanessa was currently occupied, presiding over a meeting with several representatives of the succubus race and various other tribes.

While it appeared to be a standard business exchange on the surface, these were actually factions seeking to resist the Golden Moon and shield themselves from the Twilight.

KNOCK KNOCK

The sound of rapping on the door cut through the report Vanessa was reviewing.

"What is it?" she inquired. She wasn't truly irritated, but she understood that only something vital would warrant an interruption.

"Empress, the Emperor has arrived," the female guard announced from outside.

"Oh…" Vanessa was caught off guard, yet a wave of joy washed over her. She had already been planning to finish her tasks quickly so she could spend more time with Vritra soon.

"We shall conclude our business here; we will resume this meeting at a later date." She dismissed the assembly and promptly exited the room.

As she walked away, the hushed gossip of the departing women reached her ears.

"Did she say Emperor? Is the succubus empress actually married? Why hasn't there been any word of this?"

"Forget that, I’m more interested in knowing who her husband is."

The group soon faded into the distance.

'I wonder what brought him back so soon.' She truly yearned for the days of old when they were rarely apart.

Even though Vritra still had to depart on peculiar adventures occasionally, they always found their way back to each other in the end.

All of his women were currently mentoring one or two specialized subordinates who could take over command during their absences.

Vanessa, for instance, was grooming Layla and another woman, all so she could finally enjoy some genuine freedom.

She soon reached the entrance of her bedroom. Vritra was already waiting inside, having been escorted there by guards who had found it impossible to look away from him.

"Honey!!" Vanessa cried out as she swung the door open and saw Vritra sitting on the bed.

In an instant, she flung herself into his embrace. Finally, she could drop her guard; maintaining the cold, strict persona required of an empress was exhausting.

"Haa Mom, you look exhausted." Vritra pulled her soft form tightly against him, breathing in her pleasant fragrance.

The sensation was immediately soothing.

"Yes, I’ve been pushing myself so I can take some time away from this place soon," she whispered, cuddling into his chest.

"Hmm," he responded with a soft hum.

"So, did you come here to—" Before she could finish her thought, Vritra cut her off.

"I just wanted to be with you for a while."

A radiant, beautiful smile instantly lit up her face at his words.

"Alright, just give me a moment to change into something more relaxed—" she started to pull away, but he stopped her again.

"Mom, is there really any point in wearing clothes? Just take them off and come to me," he said, releasing his hold on her.

"Mmm, alright…" she agreed with a nod. She was more than happy to comply.

It had been far too long since they had shared a private moment, just the two of them alone.

"But it hardly seems fair if I'm the only one exposed. You'll be fair to your mother, won't you?" Vanessa teased, her expression turning piteous.

Vritra let out a soft laugh; his mood was already improving. Seeking her out had clearly been his best move.

Vanessa quickly discarded her lavish garments and jewels, and Vritra followed suit, throwing his own clothes aside.

As he looked upon her naked form, Vritra felt a surge of excitement. As a succubus, her physique was peerless, looking as though she had been crafted specifically for his pleasure.

The pair slipped beneath the covers. As their warm skin met, a soft, low moan escaped Vanessa’s lips.

Vritra pressed his face against her breasts, the warmth and softness spreading across his skin in a wonderful sensation.

It was more effective than any therapy could ever be.

They clung to each other tightly, their bodies pressed close without a gap.

"Honey, do you want mommy’s milk?" Vanessa whispered with a seductive lilt, pulling his head closer with gentle force.

She could feel his lips against the curve of her breast and his hardness pressing against her thigh.

Vritra lifted his head slightly to meet her playful, mischievous gaze. The mere suggestion was enough to spark a deep thirst within him.

How could he possibly refuse his favorite drink?

Chuckling softly, he played along with her suggestive game: "I do, mommy."

The simple words sent a jolt of thrill through Vanessa.

She wasn't entirely sure why it provoked such excitement—perhaps because it made the entire encounter feel more forbidden.

Regardless of the reason, her body felt as though it were on fire, aching for his touch and passion.

She felt a rush of heat deep within her, as droplets of her nectar began to slick her skin, rubbing against his leg.

"Good boy, then here is your prize." Vanessa cupped her breast, guiding her nipple to his lips, which opened for her immediately.

Vritra took her into his mouth, feeling the visible tremor that shook her entire frame.

SLURP

He began to suckle, his tongue swirling and pressing against the tender pink peak.

"Mhmmm~ haa, that's it, haa... do it harder..." Vanessa urged, arching her chest toward him as his mouth hungrily devoured her.

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