บท 40: Mother's touch

When I reached Mother's chambers, I nodded at the maid as she opened the door. Inside, I found Mother standing in front of the mirror, happily brushing her hair. She looked bright and healthy, contrary to what I had heard about her being sick and sad.

When she saw me in the mirror, she turned around and opened her arms, jumping into my embrace.

"Melda~, my dear son~, I missed you so much! It was so lonely without you. Nights were cold, and I worried about you. I couldn't sleep at all; I kept having nightmares," she said, rubbing her head against my chest. Then she looked up at me with a sad expression.

"You're making me sad, Melda~. I don't want to hold you back, but please don't leave me again, okay?" Her voice was soft, yet there was a flicker of something unsettling in her eyes.

"Mother, I heard you were unwell."

"Oh, I was, dear Melda, but the moment I learned you were coming home, I miraculously recovered! In fact, I feel more alive than ever now that you're here. You must stay with me, or I fear I might fall ill again," she said, pretending to be weak, her eyes glistening as she leaned into me, making me carry her.

"Mother, I don't—" I started to say, but a shiver ran through me.

"Ahhh, it's so cold. My beloved son doesn't love me anymore," she said, her face full of sorrow. Then she sighed and went completely limp. "Oh, sweet goddess, take me. I don't want to live anymore."

Not wanting to let her continue this act, I carried her to the bed and sat down, holding her close.

If anyone else acted like this and caused me so much trouble, I would have lost my patience long ago. I would have already ripped out their spines and beaten them to death with it.

"I see a light, Melda. I believe the goddess is calling me," Mother said as she opened her eyes, which seemed empty of light, and gently touched my cheek. "You might not be sad to see me go since you always leave." She lowered her hand to my neck, resting it there without applying pressure.

"Maybe I should really chain you," he whispered to herself, stroking my neck with her thumb.

"Mother," I called out to her, snapping her out of her trance. She quickly pulled her hand away, resting her head on my chest and acting as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, Melda."

"I'm here to discuss something important."

"No."

Before I could tell her, she dismissed me.

"Mother, heed my words before you say anything."

"I know what you want to say, Melda."She said, pointing to the mirror in her room. It warped before revealing the throne room where the elders were debating who to send to the Everwinter Mountains. They clearly didn't take me seriously when I said I would go, or they think they have enough power and influence to prevent me from going.

"You look so majestic on the throne, Melda. It seems made for you. Others before you were just usurpers. Maybe it's time for you to claim the throne, hmm?" Mother gazed at me with hope and love, but I shook my head.

"It's too soon, Mother."

It wasn't Mother's first attempt to take the throne. She had been bringing it up randomly in the last decade or so she often brought it up. At dinner, she would make me sit in the main seat and say I looked like I belonged there and should be king. Or when I was at the stables taking care of my mounts, she would tell me I seemed like a kind ruler caring for his people and that I should take the throne.

And she wasn't forcing me to take the throne because it was my right or because she wanted to step down. It was her way of chaining me. Once I took the throne, my movements would be extremely limited. I wouldn't be able to act freely like I was now, since becoming king would mean losing the luxurious freedom I had as a prince. I would have to carry the responsibility of the entire city and my kin on my shoulders as their king.

"Tsk," Mother clicked her tongue in frustration and glanced at the crystal jar on the shelf.

Inside was the soul of the human hero I had tortured. After I left the human town for the city, Mother and Archon went to the town, captured the hero's soul, and placed it in the jar filled with the abyss's dark essence to torment her forever. While I was thinking that Mother finally stopped being utterly overprotective over me since she didn't do anything after my fight.

"You can't leave mommy for that long~, Melda,~" Mother said, tilting her head with a blank stare but still smiling gently. "Or mommy will lock you up until you forget about ever leaving her."

I held her head and looked into her eyes.

"Mother, pull yourself together," I said, then kissed her deeply. It calmed her, and she closed her eyes, enjoying the moment.

Breaking the kiss, I gently lifted her up from my lap and sat her on the bed, then got up.

"I need to find our people at Everwinter Mountain. As the future ruler, it's my responsibility. If our kin are truly there, I must bring them back myself so they can see how kind I am and strengthen my place in their hearts. This will be my first act as a ruler." I tried to appeal to her wish for me to become king.

Mother gave me a teasing smile, knowing my intentions, then shook her head. She produced a small mirror and handed it to me.

"This mirror is like the one in my room. It will let me see you whenever I want, and you must respond right away, even if you're busy, fighting, or sleeping," Mother said firmly. "If you take too long to answer, I will come for you and bring you back here in chains. Got it?"

"Yes, Mother," I quickly answered her, since I didn't want her to change her mind. It was the first time Mother agreed to my request without me having to try to convince her until she gave in, which could take days or months.

I turned to the wardrobe to pack for the journey when Mother called out to me.

"Melda, what are you doing?" she asked, looking confused.

"I'm preparing necessary outfits for the trip, Mother," I answered her as I looked at my clothes.

'Smack'

Mother hit the back of my head and shut the wardrobe doors.

"Are you trying to make me mad? You just returned from battle, and now you want to leave for a months-long journey without any proper rest. Let's not forget the most important thing—you're leaving without me having my fill of you." She glared at me, hands on her hips and a pout on her face.

"Time waits for no one, mother. I must leave as soon as possible."

Ignoring my words, she hugged me from behind and lifted me up. "It's time for you to get some proper and well-deserved rest, mister."

"Why did you have to get so damn big? I miss my little Melda that I could hug to my heart's content," Mother said with sadness as she carried me to bed and threw me onto it.

Getting on top of me, she undressed me, then she got naked herself and got on top of me, taking my flaccid dick in her hand and laying it on my stomach. Then she sat on it.

"Melda, this thing is too big, you know." Mother curiously played with my dick, flopping around as it got harder slowly. "Poor high priestess, she becomes bedridden at least for a few days and gives the feeling that she had a life and death battle after you visit her."

As my dick became fully hard mother lay on top of me, her bosom pressed against me, she began to slowly rock her hips back and forth.

"Mmmhh~, does it feel good~, Melda~? Can you feel how wet mommy is for you~?" she whispered.

Mother continued to rub her pussy against my dick, her fluids dripping onto it.

"Do you want to feel my warmth~, my love~?" Mother leaned forward, guiding the tip of my dick to her entrance and slowly rubbing it against her labia.

"Ugh," a groan escaped from my lips, not because of the pleasure that I was feeling since I had long gotten used to this kind of pleasure thanks to my frequent visits to the high priestess. What made me groan was Mother sucking the top of my ear, the most sensitive place in an elf's body, and even more so in my case since my ears were unusually sensitive.

With her sucking on the tip of my ear and rubbing the tip of my dick on her poussy, pleasure built up inside me like a volcano that was waiting to erupt at any moment. I gritted my teeth and grabbed the bed sheets as my body tensed up.

Just as I was about to climax, Mother suddenly stopped.

"Not so fast, Melda. You won't be returning to where you came from until you take the throne. The day you take the throne, you can take me as well," Mother said with a smirk as she pecked me on the cheek and straightened, sitting back on my lap.

"This is your punishment for leaving me for so long~. You won't cum unless I let you~," she said with a playful smile on her face, then she traced her finger along the half-erect shaft, slowly stimulating the other half. She was able to do this thanks to the size of my dick since even if she fully sat on it, her pussy only covered half of my dick.

Grabbing the tip of my dick, she slowly caressed the underside with her thumb, giving me immense pleasure. Shivers ran down my spine, and my dick twitched uncontrollably, bringing me close to climax once again.

But once again, Mother stopped, which irritated me. I reached to grab her by the waist to lift her up, but she snapped her fingers, and chains shot out from small portals around us, binding me.

I tried to free myself from the chains that bound my body, but no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't break free.

"You are being a naughty boy~, Melda~. Be good and accept your punishment~, hehe~." Mother planted a kiss on my lips. Then she slightly lifted her hips and put her hand under her pussy as her fluids, which were leaking like she was peeing, dropped onto her hand. After getting her hand wet enough, she sat back and grabbed my dick once again.

Grabbing the tip of my dick with the hand that was covered in her fluids, she began to slowly circle her hand around my tip while she jerked off the other half of my shaft.

"Ughhh, Mother."

Her simulating my entire dick with three different techniques brought me so much pleasure that I began to groan, something I never do. I gritted my teeth so hard that I could hear them beginning to crack, while my body tensed so much that the chains binding me began to move. My heart was beating like crazy as my body heated up, and I held my breath, solely focused on cumming. Not because of pleasure, but to relieve myself.

Seeing my state, Mother's playful smile grew wider and brighter as she once again stopped her movements. But I closed my eyes and focused on cumming.

Seeing me trying to cum, Mother lifted her hips and tightly grabbed my dick.

"No cumming without mommy's permission~, Melda~. You will only cum when I tell you to~," Mother said as she squeezed my dick tightly.

Realizing that mother wouldn't let me have my relief, I stopped trying to cum and glared at her. The fact that she denied me relief for the third time made me angry.

"Mother,realase me"

"Ahhhh, angry Melda is the cutest". Mother cupped my cheeks as she kissed all over my face for a while before she let go.

"Do you want to cum~, Melda~?" Mother asked as she grabbed my dick and began to jerk off slowly.

"Do you want to breed~, Mommy~, my beautiful baby~" She positioned the tip of my dick at her entrance as her warm juices dropped onto my dick.

"Cum~, my love~, cum deep inside mommy~. Put your seed into her~, paint mommy's womb with your colors~." She put the tip of my dick inside her as I felt her warmth, while her walls tightened around my tip. I tried to lift my hips to bury myself deeper inside her, but chains prevented me from it. With a last groan, I exploded inside her as she let out a moan and put her hands onto my chest to support herself from falling.

Wave after wave of cum came out of my dick and poured into mother's womb as her belly began to bulge. After some time, I stopped cumming and let out the breath that I was holding as mother collapsed onto me and fell asleep.