Chapter 983: Sudden Hesitation

Archer observed Isabella tense up; her body suddenly flushed with a deep crimson. A violet glow enveloped her, and she sank to her knees, emitting a strained moan that escalated into a piercing scream.
When that happened, Maeve and Nyx rushed outside to see what happened, but he explained, ''I used Aurora Healing on her, and it's repairing all the damage she's received over her life."'
As Archer said, a horrible smell radiated from the groaning woman, causing him to cast Cleanse on her as he spoke, "That was my spell kicking out all the bad stuff from her; now it will repair all the damage."
Maeve smiled, "Should we take her to a room? I think she needs to rest," she questioned while picking the older woman up.
"Yeah. Let's get some rest as tomorrow we will find my family," Archer said before walking back into the house.
He noticed Maeve was taking his aunt to one of the side rooms, so he went to the main and collapsed into bed. Archer sunk into the soft mattress as the door opened, and Ashoka stepped in with a smile.
"Husband. Your aunt is resting, but she keeps groaning in pain," the tiger woman said while walking toward the other side of the bed.
Archer watched as Ashoka slid under the covers, joining him with a sensual grace. She met his lips with a passionate kiss, which he eagerly returned, his hands exploring the contours of her toned form.
The kiss deepened as she responded with a low, throaty growl that only heightened his desire. Slowly, Ashoka undressed, her dress falling away to reveal white panties and a bare, elegant figure.
Her full, rounded breasts, crowned with dark brown nipples, tempted him closer. Archer moved forward, his lips finding one of her breasts, savoring the warmth and softness as he drew it into his mouth.
Archer's lips traced a path over her nipple, gently nipping and flicking his tongue, eliciting a soft moan from Ashoka, "Mmmgghh!" The sound sent a shiver through him, heightening his desire.
Unable to resist any longer, Archer moved between Ashoka's legs as they welcomed him, carefully shifting her panties aside. He pressed himself against her and slid inside. When that happened, he felt a vice-like grip clamp down on him.
He groaned softly as waves of pleasure rippled through him, electrifying his senses. Archer leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss before he began moving in sync with her.
Each thrust sent a new surge of sensation through their bodies, making Ashoka tremble with delight. Together, they surrendered to the rising intensity, their connection deepening with every shared breath and movement.
"Ahhh, that feels so good, Arch," she said breathlessly while kissing his neck. "I can feel you stretching me open."
Archer's hands wandered over her body, memorizing every curve, every delicate line. After that, the two of them started to make love late into the night, and he ensured Ashoka loved every second of it.
He moved her onto all fours while getting behind her and grabbed the swaying tail, which made Ashoka moan; following that, the two continued with their passionate night until she was overwhelmed by the pleasure and was fast asleep.
Isabella laughed as she spoke, "Abit hypocritical, ain't you, handsome? Why are you allowed to sleep with multiple women, but they're not allowed to do the same?"
"Yes, I always make sure they know beforehand," Archer replied, surprised at how calm he
felt despite her questioning.
She nodded, her smile more playful as she approached him. "I'm not looking for a relationship right now," she admitted with a teasing glint in her eye, "but I wouldn't mind being spoiled by you all night, handsome."
Archer shook his head, his expression serious. "If we have sex, Bel, you'll be mine for life. It's not something I take lightly. Make sure that's what you really want before making your
decision."
Isabella blinked in surprise, taken aback by his words. "Are you rejecting me?" she asked, her voice tinged with confusion. "You've been flirting with me since we reunited, and you didn't push me away when I kissed you. Why the sudden hesitation?"
"When a woman sleeps with me, they get a tattoo on their abdomen, and it comes with a lot of benefits," Archer revealed. "I can teleport you to me once daily; we can communicate."
She looked confused, but after a few seconds, she nodded with resolve, "So we're clear, handsome. You want me to be sure about becoming your bitch because, after that, there's no
going back?"
''Pretty much," Archer nodded. "Are you a masochistic?"
"Yes!" Isabella suddenly exclaimed. "But I've never found anyone who can truly dominate
me and make it worthwhile."
''I never knew you were this dirty while growing up. I thought you were the perfect aunt who did nothing wrong and was straight laces," Archer revealed, causing the older woman to
laugh.
Her massive chest bounced, and when she saw this, something clicked inside. Archer, causing him to grab Isabella by the neck before dragging her toward him as he whispered in her ear, "I will completely ravage you to the point you're in a pleasure-filled daze, Aunty Bel." Archer felt Isabella's body tremble as her thick thighs rubbed together and her blue eyes fogged. He smiled before pinning her against the bench while putting her dainty hand on his bulge. "When you want this Bel, I will happily give it to you, but just know you will forever be mine and give me children while living in my palace. Do you understand?" Isabella shuddered slightly but nodded in agreement. She looked at him with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity, asking, "Doesn't the fact that I'm a mother and soon-to-be grandmother to children older than you bother you?"
"That makes it even better, Bel," Archer answered before kissing her neck.
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