My interracial harem of beautiful queens

Chapter 181 Playing with the Mother-in-law [extra]

Extra Chapter. Playing with the Mother-in-law, Part 2

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Adam sighed heavily as he lost again in rock-paper-scissors. Ignoring Sierra's giggles, he grabbed a die and tossed it into the air. Spinning through the air, it landed smoothly in his palm. Upon inspection, he found he rolled a "six."

"Oh, what luck. Mother-in-law, it's your turn," Adam said, smiling, leaning back in his chair. "Please, go ahead. I'll wait."

"Darn it, darn it, darn it! You're cheating! There's no way I lost so stupidly!" Sierra exclaimed with a furrowed brow. She wrinkled her petite nose and reached for her left stocking, slowly starting to remove it.

The stocking fabric gathered in one place as she slowly took it off. When it reached her foot, she lifted her leg up and then carefully removed it. With an elegant flick of her fingers, she neatly folded the stocking and placed it next to you. She cherished them more than her wealth in Sylvana.

Adam refrained from commenting on how enticing it looked from his perspective. He sighed and averted his gaze. His mother-in-law was undeniably appealing in terms of romantic interest. Adam cleared his throat and looked at Sierra, who tossed the die into the air. He couldn't help but admire her appearance.

Beautiful white legs, slender and alluring. Her hips were developed in the right direction, and the pleasant floral scent that emanated from her seemed to cloud the mind. She moved her toes like an excited child while wearing a gentle smile on her face. Undoubtedly, she had a charming aura, often referred to as "kawaii."

"Hey, mind if I smoke?" Adam asked, reaching for the nearby cabinet.

"Huh? Smoking... cigarettes, right? Okay, no problem! I don't mind!" Sierra replied, crossing her legs in a lotus position. She chuckled, "But don't they harm your health?"

"Yeah, smoking is detrimental to health and not recommended for individuals under eighteen," Adam replied, taking out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He ran his nail along the mark where the cigarette had to be opened and made a precise cut, removing the protective film.

Recently, Adam had taken up smoking cigarettes, although he didn't do it very often. During particularly challenging times, they helped him distract and sometimes even focus on his thoughts. However, he certainly didn't endorse or promote cigarette smoking. They were still harmful to health.

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Taking a short inhale, Adam blew out a small puff of smoke and sighed. These were special cigarettes designed for those who practiced magical energy. They helped to relax but had the drawback of slightly disrupting the stable state of magical energy in the channels.

Another round began, and this time, Sierra emerged victorious. Adam sighed as the tension increased several times. He started unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt while Sierra observed him. As a small patch of his skin appeared, a swallowing sound suddenly came from her.

"What?" Adam asked, looking in her direction, but all he received was a carefree smile. He smiled back and decided not to give in, "It's nothing, maybe I just thought I heard something."

Then he unbuttoned the cuffs that were slightly squeezing his wrists, thus concentrating magical energy in his magical channels. He immediately felt a sense of freedom and relief, which made him exhale with ease.

"By the way, I've always been curious about why your cuffs are so tight. Although it helps you concentrate magical energy, it could also be dangerous for your health. Or are you a masochist?" She asked, tilting her head curiously.

"Haha... no, I'm not a masochist. They just help me stay focused and not fall asleep during heavy work," Adam said with a laugh as he removed his shirt from his shoulders and extended his arm. "It may sound strange, but it helps. You feel discomfort, but your magical energy is always ready. Although it may lead to health problems, I try not to overdo it."

Completely shirtless now, he revealed his physique. Sierra's gaze was fixed on his well-defined muscles and developed physique, which was difficult to discern under his clothing. Adam belonged to the category of lean men whose bodies appeared skinny with clothes on, but without them, he displayed his full allure.

A whistle could be heard. It was Sierra, who admiringly placed her hand on his abs, wearing a sweet smile on her face, although her eyes sparkled strangely. Adam simply smiled, not showing any reaction, though he was slightly surprised by the close contact. But it wouldn't be accurate to say he was against it.

Adam rolled the die, and it landed on a four. Sierra did the same, and...

"Three... that was close!" she complained.

"Well, as you can see, my dear mother-in-law, luck is on my side!" Adam said, grinning and cracking his neck.

"Go to hell!" Sierra retorted and began slowly removing her mini-skirt. It was somewhat mesmerizing as the lower her skirt went, the more Adam could see. And in the end...

She was wearing a thong. It was somewhat surprising, considering that she usually liked to wear simple panties. However, considering her age, it was a normal choice. The thong was red and reminded Adam of the ones Amarantha used to wear.

"Hey, this belongs to Amarantha, right?" he asked, chuckling.

"O-o-oh? Did you recognize it so quickly? Yes, it's hers," Sierra replied, giggling. "I was rummaging through her clothes, and I found it, so I decided to try it on. It looks cute, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it suits you," Adam nodded, smiling at her.

Although he was very curious to see Amarantha's reaction, as she had experienced the disappearance of her clothes several times.

There was rustling. Adam raised an eyebrow as Sierra suddenly climbed onto his lap. Her slender buttocks pressed against his groin, and things were starting to get risky. Adam swallowed and put his arm around her waist.

Sierra didn't say anything; she just leaned her head on his shoulder. She slyly grinned and teasingly wiggled her hips, trying to arouse him. Adam didn't remain passive either, lightly running his fingers along her younger sister, separated only by a thin layer of fabric.

"Ha-ah..."

Sierra involuntarily let out a heavy sigh, and goosebumps ran across her body. Still, in Adam's embrace, she tossed the die into the air, and when it landed in her open palm, she saw the number "six."

"So, my dear son-in-law, you've lost. How about this... can I take off your pants?" she whispered to him with a seductive and soft voice.

"Heh? You're quite daring, my dear mother-in-law," Adam said sarcastically, wrapping his left arm around her waist and using his right hand to stroke her cheek.

Sierra felt strangely. She had a slight feeling of dizziness and lightness as if she were weightless. Unexpectedly, even for herself, she realized that her body had become warm, and her breathing became irregular as if Sierra had run a marathon.

She stood up and turned to Adam. Kneeling, she reached for his belt and started unfastening it.

Clank. She tossed the belt aside and unbuttoned his pants, then began to pull them down. Her breathing stopped when she saw the boxer shorts with a bulge.

Gulp.

She swallowed hard, her face blushing with excitement. She was full of curiosity, but sudden anxiety in her brain helped her snap back to reality.

Standing up, she tried to step back, holding Adam's pants in her hands. She plopped into her chair, took a deep breath, and pinched her cheeks.

"What am I doing, damn it?" she asked aloud, looking at her appearance. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Adam realized that she had disappeared from the room.

Silence fell. Adam nonchalantly picked up his pants lying on the floor and put them on. Sierra's belongings were still there, but he didn't touch them.

Inspecting the room, which was cluttered with clothes, he merely smiled and looked at his wealth.

"Yeah..."

Yawning, Adam lay down on the bed. Today, there was a special arrangement among his women, and now he slept alone with Gaia.

"You look upset. Did something happen?" Adam asked, hugging her by the waist and pulling her closer. Kissing her forehead, he inquired, "Maybe something is bothering you? Or are the servants not to your liking?"

"Huh? N-no, I'm not upset, don't think that! It's just..." She pressed herself against his chest and shyly averted her gaze, avoiding his eyes. "I'm just a bit embarrassed. We don't usually spend much time alone. So, it's unusual..."

Adam chuckled when he heard her explanation. He gently stroked her cheek and lifted her head, kissing her lips. Their kiss was passionate and even involved their tongues.

Surprisingly, the seemingly composed Gaia turned out to be quite assertive. Her hands clung tightly around his neck, pulling him closer.

Thanks to their unique physiology, neither Adam nor Gaia needed to breathe often, so they kissed continuously for twenty minutes.

"Ahh..."

Gaia let out a seductive sigh as their lips parted. There was a bridge of saliva between them, and the woman's face blushed, her eyes showing ripples. She had thoroughly enjoyed it.

She sighed in relaxation and nestled against his chest, closing her eyes. After a few minutes, Adam could hear her delightful and sweet humming.

"What a sweetheart. Perhaps the most modest among my nymph women," Adam thought, smiling.

Usually, on such occasions, his women demanded hot sex, but Gaia was content with a kiss and fell asleep, feeling tranquil. It seemed that even Elyra would seem perverted compared to her.

"Anyway, we'll take it slow. We have all the time in the world to develop our relationship, so there's no need to rush."

Adam looked out of the window and saw a beautiful starry sky. He sighed, realizing that to achieve his dream, he would have to work hard, but it also required spending a lot of time with his women. Although it was problematic...

"But I'm still incredibly excited. A harem of women who love you... what could be better in my life?"

To be continued...