Retired S-rank father becomes a teacher

The alarm clock showed 4 am, the time Evelyn finally found sleep in a bed that she desired for years. Soft pillows, silky sheets, a warm blanket. Yet the most warmth came from the two people watching her sleep, their gazes filled with kindness and comfort.

Sitting on a chair, holding Elizabeth in his lap, Silas was playing with her silver hair, twirling the strands in between his fingers. Liz was leaning against him.

Both of them looked at Evelyn with gentle smiles. Liz’s breathing was a melody to his ears, her scent like a drug. How lucky was he to have her as his wife. Yet a feeling snuck up on him, a feeling of guilt. Because of Evelyn. Not for his actions to her but rather the feeling he still had lingering in his chest.

Why did he still feel a pull to her despite everything?

“I can feel your thoughts buzzing like a bee hive,” Elizabeth giggled and he hugged her from behind.

He nuzzled into her neck. “Are you sure you’re not a hybrid? Mind reading isn’t one of your magic types is it?”

Liz shushed him with her finger. “Shh. Don’t blow my cover. I’m actually an alien princess sent to observe the Earthlings.”

A snort escaped him and he couldn’t resist squeezing her soft body closer.

“Is that right? Should I call you my space princess then?” he kissed her cheek.

The silver-haired woman pretended to ponder for a minute, tapping her chin, a smirk on her face. “Hmm yes, I think so. And I demand a tribute to show your love for me.”

Silas glanced at the sleeping blonde on the bed.

“Maybe somewhere else?” he whispered.

Elizabeth nodded, slipping away from his hold. With a cheeky grin, she grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom, closing the door quietly.

The bathroom was big, with white marble walls and a large luxurious tub. The steam from the warm water filled the air and his wife started to strip in front of him. Her green eyes sparkled with excitement and her body was as gorgeous as ever.

His member throbbed in his pants but he didn’t move, enjoying the view too much. His eyes lingered on her soft breasts and her cute pink buds.

Then she stepped into the tub, the water reaching her chest and she patted the spot next to her, a come-hither look on her face. A siren in human skin.

He obliged, stripping his clothes off and getting into the water. As soon as he did, she was in his arms, her legs around his waist and her lips on his. In the warmth of the water, she kissed him from his lips to his jaw and down to his neck, leaving marks on his skin as she sucked and nibbled.

Silas groaned and his hands went to her hips, pulling her closer. A giggle left her mouth as she continued her assault on his sensitive skin, her tongue tracing his collarbone.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he asked in a husky tone.

She nodded against him, her green eyes meeting his purple ones with a mischievous glint. “Yes~ humans are very easy to tease, so responsive in very nice places,” she whispered.

Her hand trailing down to his bulging member.

His breathing got heavier as she stroked him slowly, her delicate fingers wrapping around his length.

“Liz...” he moaned. He leaned back against the tub wall and watched her go up and down.

The water moved with their movements, splashing onto the tiled floor, but neither of them cared about that. She increased the pace of her hand, her thumb rubbing his tip and spreading his precum. It felt good, too good.

“Do you like that honey? Do you like it when I touch you here?” She asked in a sweet voice, her lips brushing against his ear. She squeezed his balls.

A groan and a nod were his only answers.

Elizabeth smirked. The sight of him so turned on and under her control was exciting. Her most special place trembled.

She kissed him again, her tongue dancing with his as she moved her hips to line him up with her entrance, the tip of his cock touching her lips and rubbing her clit.

“Are you ready for me?” she breathed in his mouth.

He gripped her waist tightly, his eyes dark with desire. “Always,” he replied and entered her.

The hot walls of her flower enveloped him like a glove as she slid down slowly, her gasp mixing with his grunt. But she didn’t move further, she just sat there, savoring the sensation of being full and feeling his thick rod throb inside her.

“Mmh~ you fill me so well,” Liz moaned.

Her hands were on his shoulders for support and her breasts pressed against his chest.

“You’re not moving.”

Silas pointed out the obvious, his voice strained while his heart beat faster.

A chuckle and a playful nip on his neck.

“Why don’t you tell me what you were thinking of earlier,” she teased, her hips moving in small circles.

The pleasure made his brain foggy.

“This is unfair,” he protested, his hands caressing her soft skin.

But Elizabeth didn’t budge. She kissed his chest and looked up at him with her emerald orbs, waiting patiently.

He sighed, surrendering to her demands.

“I was thinking about...how I still have lingering feelings for Evelyn,” he confessed.

The sound of dripping water filled the silence for a moment, then Elizabeth burst out laughing. He blinked.

This wasn’t the reaction he was expecting, anger maybe, or hurt. But a laugh?

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

Silas raised his hips, making his length slide deeper into her womanhood, earning him a gasp. She bit her lower lip to stifle a moan. Her slick walls tighten around him. He repeated the motion, thrusting in her slowly but firmly.

“N-Nothing~ Ah~” Liz closed her eyes. This was unfair. He was playing dirty.

He smiled, knowing he had the upper hand now as he sped up, the water sloshing around them as their bodies joined together.

“It’s your turn to speak now, space princess,” Silas found her spot, the one that made her go wild and he kept pounding at it, the sound of their skin slapping against each other echoing in the bathroom.

“Ah! Haa~” Elizabeth’s voice rose in pitch, her nails digging into his shoulders. She tried to form words but it was hard when pleasure took over her mind.

“Okay~ I give. I get it, I get it~” she moaned out.

Silas held her tighter, his movements becoming deeper and slower. She buried her face in his neck.

“You want another flower in your garden...” she managed to say between pants. The smile mixed with her pleasure, her lips curling up in delight as she spoke, “That’s what I laughed at. The thought of you collecting women like flowers.”

He was close, the tension in his balls unbearable as his climax approached.

“I didn’t mean that... Just... just that Evelyn still has my affection,” he whispered.

Her walls clenched around him as his seed shot inside her, coating her insides white and she followed a second later, her body shaking in orgasm, a cry of his name on her lips.

For a few minutes they stayed like that, connected and catching their breath. The water in the tub was slowly cooling but they didn’t notice, their hearts beating in sync. They shared a kiss that was tender, conveying the love they felt for each other.

Eventually they got out of the tub, drying each other off with towels. He was drying her hair with a small towel when a warmth settled on his chest. He stopped.

Elizabeth looked up at him with curious eyes. Those eyes that he could lose himself in every time. She was so beautiful to him.

His lips parted. His voice low, his eyes searching her emerald ones.

“I want to keep Evelyn close, to watch over her, protect her,” Silas confessed, his words hanging in the air.

A soft smile lit up her face, her hand caressing his cheek. “I know my love.”

She kissed him softly on the lips, a peck.

“If that is what you want then that’s what we will do,” she said.

He felt his throat tighten and pulled her in for a hug, his arms wrapping around her body and her warm, soft skin pressed against his. “Really?” he asked in a whisper.

His wife had her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, the steady sound soothing her and she said, “You know, ever since you saved her, she’s always been a part of our story.”