Got it! Here’s the revised version where Isabella explains the past soul fusion between her and Seraphina to Adrian:
Isabella's lips curved into a wicked smile as she rocked her hips slowly, her body moving with deliberate sensuality. "Oh, I know, darling," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr that seemed to fill the room.
"But it’s not just about how it feels." Her eyes flickered down to where Seraphina stood, entranced by the sight of Isabella riding Adrian with practiced ease.
"It’s about how you make it feel," she added, her voice low and dripping with arousal.
"Ahh…Ahh... See how I…Ah… move?" Isabella’s moans were mixed with breathy instructions, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles.
"Feel the way I’m using my hips? It’s all about rhythm, about finding that perfect pace that drives you both wild."
Seraphina’s eyes widened, her breathing becoming shallow as she watched Isabella’s graceful, hypnotic movements.
"Yes…yes, I see," she whispered, almost in a trance, her voice trembling with a mixture of awe and desire.
Isabella increased her pace, her movements becoming more fluid, her breasts bouncing with each upward thrust.
"And don’t forget," she continued, her words now interspersed with breathy moans, "to use your body to your advantage."
Adrian’s hands found their way to Isabella’s breasts, his fingers kneading the soft flesh, making her moan even louder. ", Mom?" he growled, his thumbs teasing her nipples.
"Just like that," Isabella gasped, grinding down harder onto him, her moans growing more frantic. "You always know how to play with my breasts so perfectly… Ahh…"
Seraphina’s eyes were glued to the scene, her own body burning with arousal. The sight of Adrian’s hands teasing Isabella’s chest sent jolts of desire through her, her fingers twitching as if she wanted to reach out and touch herself.
"Adrian has always had a thing for breasts," Isabella teased through her moans, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Can’t seem to get enough of them, can you, darling?"
Adrian’s rough smile barely masked his need. "I can’t help it," he admitted, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. "They’re just… perfect." Read complete version only at Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Isabella’s soft laughter was mixed with breathless moans, her body riding him with more urgency.
"And that’s something to remember, Seraphina," she purred, her gaze shifting to the younger woman.
"Every man has his weaknesses. Learn them, understand them, and use them to your advantage… Ohhh… Adrian… right there."
Seraphina nodded, her fingers brushing against her own chest as she tried to mimic the sensations she was witnessing. "I will," she promised, her voice thick with desire.
Isabella’s movements grew more frantic, her body trembling as she neared her climax. "Watch closely, Seraphina," she gasped, her voice trembling with effort and pleasure, "this is what it looks like when a woman gives herself completely to her lover."
Adrian groaned, his hands gripping Isabella’s hips tightly as he felt her walls clench around him. "Mom…fuck…I’m gonna…" he panted, his body trembling as he released his semen inside her.
Isabella’s orgasm followed, her body shuddering violently as she cried out, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "Yes…oh yes…" she moaned, her juices spraying as her hips ground down one last time.
Seraphina’s wide eyes took in every detail, her own body alight with need, fingers itching to touch herself as she watched them climax together, their bodies locked in a perfect symphony of pleasure.
As Isabella caught her breath, her body still trembling from the aftershocks, she cast a sultry glance at Seraphina.
The red-haired beauty stood entranced, her cheeks flushed, and her hand unconsciously squeezing at her own breast as if trying to replicate the sensations she had just witnessed.
"Come here, Seraphina," Isabella purred, her voice laced with both command and seduction.
Seraphina swallowed hard, her body moving as if controlled by an unseen force, stepping closer to the bed.
Her breathing was shallow, her eyes clouded with lust, unable to tear herself away from the sight of Isabella’s glistening, still-quivering entrance.
Isabella leaned back, spreading her legs further to reveal Adrian's seed dripping from her folds. With a wicked smile, she raised a hand and beckoned Seraphina forward.
"I want you to clean me up," she commanded softly, her voice firm but still gentle. "Lick every drop of Adrian’s cum out of me. Unlike our past, this time you’ll taste not only me but Adrian as well."
Seraphina hesitated for a moment, her body trembling with desire as she kneeled before Isabella.
Her eyes fluttered up to meet Isabella's gaze before she lowered her head, her tongue flicking out to taste the mixture of juices and semen.
Isabella moaned softly, her hand resting on Seraphina’s head as she did her bidding. Then, looking directly at Adrian, she began to speak.
"Adrian, there’s something you should know," Isabella said, her voice low and sultry as she stroked Seraphina’s hair, her other hand still guiding Seraphina’s eager tongue.
"Seraphina and I... used to have sex before."
Adrian’s brow furrowed as he tried to focus amidst the intense scene unfolding before him.
"What? You and...Aunt used to have sex?, Adrian asked, suprised to extreme with this revelation. Adrian thought he had heard incorrectly before as Isabella had commanded Seraphina to lick her.
But it seemed, it was not his imagination, but it was their reality before.
"You know about our situation due to soul fusion, right?," Isabella continued, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
"Actually the method that we used, we discovered it during the war with the demonic faction. It was never meant to be used but I could not just let Seraphina die. But that ritual required a sacrifice of virgin male and female."
Isabella paused as the pleasure from Seraphina's tongue choked her voice as she let out a moan. She stroked Seraphina's head as she beckoned her to continue, and continued her explanation.
"Though I managed to modify the ritual and successfully kept her soul intact, in essence the ritual was incomplete and we had to have sex with each other to keep our soul intact."
Adrian's eyes widened in shock. "You mean you and Aunt had to keep... having sex?" His voice was thick with disbelief and arousal.
"Yes," Isabella replied, her lips curling into a seductive smile as her fingers guided Seraphina’s movements. "In the past, it was necessary for our survival. We couldn’t risk losing our connection, and every time we were apart for too long, the urge grew stronger. It was more than just desire—it was life or death."
Adrian’s mind raced as he processed the revelation. Watching Seraphina, her tongue worshiping his mother’s glistening folds, he realized just how deep their connection had been.
His heart pounded as he took in the weight of their shared history, the forbidden past that linked the two women so intimately.
"And now?" Adrian asked, his voice tight with arousal. "Is that connection still there?"
Isabella’s gaze met his, her eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and amusement." Not in the same way, only our souls are connected with each other. Now there is no need for sex between us, but if my dear son, wants we can do it."
Seraphina’s tongue continued to glide over Isabella’s entrance, tasting the mixture of Adrian and Isabella’s fluids, lost in the heat of the moment as Adrian's mind buzzed with this new understanding of their history.