Emma had a few flings outside, though she hadn't gone far with any of them
With Malacai's ultimatum, she knew she needed to cut off all those relationships.
Nerissa tapped Malacai's shoulder, seeking his attention with pleading eyes.
"Malacai, I can't explain if Mara suddenly lives with us too. Do you have a good reason?"
"I also need one if you want me to move. But please don't use your ability on Mother."
"I don't want her to know anything about this. Let her live her life peacefully."
Malacai placed his palm caressing Nerissa's cheek. "That depends on your actions."
Nerissa gulped, her gaze fixed on his dark eyes, which seemed to consume her whole.
"What do you want me to do? I am already yours. You mentioned my heart before"
"I will try my best to give it to you, if you can give a peaceful life for my mom."
Observing her determined blue eyes, Malacai's lips curled into a slight smile.
However, before he could respond, the sound of a door opening captured everyone's attention.
Mara, having just finished bathing, appeared with her soft white skin still damp and her jet-black hair slightly wet.
She wore only a white bathrobe, tied with a single knot.
Malacai could smell her alluring fragrance even from a distance.
As Mara walked closer, swaying her hips gracefully, he couldn't help but gulp at her beauty.
Mara's otherworldly aura emerged as she knelt in front of Malacai, her soft, warm hand grasping his.
"Hubby, I can feel your desire. You've been waiting for me, haven't you?"
"Take my virginity; we should have time now."
With their invisible connection, Mara was able to sense what Malacai wanted; they could even communicate telepathically.
Malacai had the same ability, but his energy was still recovering after transforming Mara.
He also used it to issue orders, even though it had barely recovered.
This was one of the reasons why he had ignored Emma earlier; he was waiting for his energy to replenish first.
Malacai's gaze shifted to Nerissa. "We will talk later," he said.
Then, he glanced sideways at Emma.
His gaze snap them out of their daze, as they were mesmerized by Mara's otherworldly beauty whenever it come out.
Understanding his wish, Emma quickly stood up.
"I will take a bath too; I haven't had a proper one in a week," she said and hurried to the bathroom.
Nerissa quietly stood up, start dressing up, and then sat on the couch, her head filled with tough thoughts about what she should do next.
Back on the bed, Malacai was already resting on the pillow.
Mara knelt above him, her eyes filled with love.
"You know, when Darius's gang did that to me, deep down, I wished I should have been with you first. Thank you for this chance you've given me, Hubby."
"You earned those opportunities with your sacrifice. There's no need to thank me."
Feeling Malacai's impatience, Mara's rosy lips curved upwards.
She moved her face closer, her skin so smooth that, even up close, Malacai could barely see a pore.
Her fragrance grew stronger, filling Malacai with desire.
Her soft lips pressed against his. After a brief peck, she pulled back. "This is Mara's first kiss. This body and soul are only for you, my hubby."
She leaned in again, this time slipping her tongue inside. Their tongues intertwined.
Malacai could feel the softness and warmth on his tongue.
Her saliva tasted indescribably delicious. Each time he tasted and swallowed it, his body felt rejuvenated.
For Mara, her passionate kiss brought waves of pleasure and enjoyment to the highest degree. Her soul felt soothed each time she brought pleasure to him.
After ten minutes of kissing, Mara broke away.
Malacai's dark eyes remained dazed with pleasure, the lingering taste still on his lips. "Your kiss is the best, Mara."
"Of course, I am your wife," Mara replied with a beautiful smile, making Malacai's heart beat faster.
She then pulled off Malacai's shirt, revealing his bare chest.
Tracing her fingers over his old wounds, she placed her palm above his heart. "I can feel the scar in your heart, hubby. Let me fill it as best as I can."
Through their connection, she knew the scar in his heart was deep, so deep that he didn't even realize it was there.
He had carried it almost his entire life, to the point where he thought the scar and pain were part of his heart.
Mara began kissing his body, each kiss sending jolts of pleasure through Malacai.
Malacai placed his hand on her damp, jet-black hair, which felt as soft as silk. He started combing through it.
Watching their gentle and loving actions, Nerissa felt a pang of bitterness.
She began comparing her experiences, thinking, 'Will he treat me the same if I really can give my heart to him?'
The thought lingered only for a moment before Nerissa shook her head, reaffirming to herself, 'What matters is my mom. As long as she can be happy, that's all that counts.'
Her eyes lingered on them for a while before she diverted her attention to her phone.
Nerissa could feel her body heating up, and her pussy started getting wet from seeing what they did.
She inwardly blamed Malacai, as her body's reaction was a result of what he had done to her.
Deep down, she also wondered if Mara was still Ms. Reina.
She had seen with her own eyes how her body was destroyed and reborn. Was she a completely new person with Reina's memories, or was she Ms. Reina in person?
The only ones who knew the truth were Malacai and Mara, and Nerissa didn't dare to ask.
She believed it was better not to ask about anything related to his powers. Nerissa doesn't want Malacai to feel suspicious of her.
Malacai was now naked on the bed, aroused.
The roles had reversed, with Mara now lying on the bed.
Malacai began kissing her body, savoring every part. Her skin was as soft as cotton yet firm and so smooth that he couldn't stop licking it.