Illucia was still happily chatting with Calia, the princess of Lordaeron. She found the princess to be very kind and easy to get along with. It never crossed her mind that her mother was getting fucked in her room. Her mother, who had always been gentle, virtuous, and intellectual, was now panting under Arthas's crotch like a bitch in heat, wagging her ass to accommodate the fornication of a youth around her own age. This was simply a disgrace!
Feeling Arthas's fierce thrusts, Lady Jandice even felt like she was young again. Her husband could never compare to this level of intense sex. An unprecedented impact swept through her entire body. Every inch of her jade-like skin was moaning in pleasure, every cell was crying out. Her ten slender, pink toes tensed up, and her pussy tightened with every pump, clamping down hard on the violently thrusting rod. A large gush of hot fluid erupted from her core. Her red lips parted unconsciously, her beautiful eyes wide, as she enjoyed the indescribable pleasure of orgasm!
Arthas stood on his tiptoes, wishing he could stuff his balls inside as well. Their sexual organs were in negative-distance contact, the slick juices at their junction churned into a white foam.
"I'm going to cum!"
"Mmm… ah… no… don't cum inside… I'll get pregnant…" Lady Jandice had just finished speaking when she felt a hot torrent surge inside her, pouring into her uterus and warming her entire lower abdomen. The man's semen was scorching hot. The searing temperature, coupled with the powerful impacts, made her let out a muffled groan. Her beautiful legs clamped around Arthas's powerful waist, and her two fair, jade-like feet tensed up, responding with waves of her own warm fluids! Her uterus had just been filled, but before Margaret could even catch her breath, Arthas resumed pumping his cock, vigorously ravishing the lewd and wanton duchess.
"Mmm… ah… so rough… you're fucking… so hard… ah… gentler… ah… Your Highness… ah… how could you… cum inside… ah… I'll get pregnant…" Lady Jandice panted, accommodating him while chiding him in a seductive tone for coming inside her.
"If you get pregnant, then give birth to it. Jandice, I'm telling you, you're mine now! I'll use any means necessary to have you. Be my woman, and I'll protect your two useless sons!" Arthas's true nature was exposed. Such a lewd and wanton mature woman was a top-tier prize even among all the women he had fucked.
"Oh… ah… you bad boy… ah… gentler… ah… too deep… I can't take it… ah… Your Highness… ah… you have to… keep your word… ah… ah… gentler… ah… yes… be good… to Illucia… oh… it feels so good… your cock… is too big… inside… it feels so good fucking my little pussy… my slutty cunt's… pleasure… is all being fucked out… by your big cock… it feels so good… so amazing! The feeling of your big cock… inside my pussy… feels so good… I'm so full… so hard… how… are you so… long-lasting… ah… you're going to fuck me to death… ah… and you already came so much!!"
Arthas didn't know how long he had been fucking her, only that in the end, he couldn't even cum anymore. Looking at Lady Jandice, her legs were spread weakly, her two plump labia majora were everted from the prolonged intercourse, red and swollen. The honeyed opening between them couldn't even close, leaking semen. Paired with her dazed, unfocused expression, she looked for all the world like a woman who had been conquered and broken!
"Ding! Triggered chain quest: Mating Machine."
"Mating Machine (Part 1): You are a born lecher. You yearn to reproduce with more members of the opposite sex, to stick your filthy big cock into their slutty holes and churn. Whether they are young maidens or married women, humans or non-humans, nothing can stop your determination and desire to copulate with them. Content: Jandice Barov. Raise her Loyalty to 100 and Affection to 100. (Each copulation that can produce Essence of Life will increase Loyalty and Affection by five points.) Reward: Ability to spend extra Essence of Life to make non-spouse females conceive."
"Jandice Barov: Duchess of the Barov family, Kingdom of Alterac. Age: 45. Profession: Archmage. Affection: 70. Loyalty: 60."
Arthas stared at the message that popped up, a little stunned. He never expected to get a quest like this. His actions certainly seemed like those of a lecher. It was their first meeting, yet he insisted on keeping both mother and daughter, then proceeded to fuck the mother and keep the daughter as a handmaiden. And what was a handmaiden? Naturally, someone to take care of one's daily life and everything in bed. Generally, a nobleman's handmaiden was responsible for initiating them into the wonders of adulthood.
"Lick it clean." Arthas placed the Essence of Life on his finger. Its shining light made Lady Jandice ignore her aching body. She crawled up, naked, opened her mouth, and took Arthas's finger in, even using her tongue to scrape and lick it back and forth, like a greedy little kitten.
As the Essence of Life entered her body, Lady Jandice felt a sensation like being bathed in a spring breeze. It was as if her whole body was moaning. Unlike the tingling numbness from sex, this pleasure was all-encompassing, like an upgrade. Even her long-dormant font of magic was stirring, showing signs of a breakthrough! This astonished her. A mage's breakthrough required accumulation over time, constructing magical circuits within the body, filling those circuits, and shaping the font of power. In addition, one needed to constantly study magical knowledge to broaden one's horizons and understanding. Only with all these factors combined could a breakthrough be achieved.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so few human archmages. All of this required a mountain of gold. Talent, money, effort, and luck—not one could be missing. Someone like Khadgar could only grow because he was exceptionally talented and had received Medivh's legacy. So-called commoner mages simply didn't exist. Even if the restrictions on learning were lifted, it would be very difficult to learn.
From this, one could see just how precious the Essence of Life was. So much so that Lady Jandice disregarded her image to please Arthas. This dog-like posture was hard to reconcile with the elegant, intellectual, high-society lady of her daily life. They were like two completely different people. Who would have thought that the high and mighty Duchess would be fawning over a young man like a bitch in heat?