Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 715: The Son Who Holds the Power of Gods

Victoria screamed, her eyes widening in horror, her hand flying to her mouth. "DEXTER! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" she shouted, her voice raw, her body lurching forward as if she could stop the bleeding with her bare hands.

"Are you CRAZY?! Have you lost your mind?!" Her hands trembled, her face pale, her heart pounding so hard I could see her pulse in her neck.

But then—the wound sealed itself.

Right before her eyes, the cut knitted together, the skin stitching as if it had never been broken. The blood stopped dripping, the red line fading until there was nothing—not even a scar.

Victoria stared, her mouth hanging open, her mind struggling to process what she had just seen. "W-What...?" she whispered, her voice trembling, her fingers reaching out as if to touch the spot where the wound had been.

"That’s... that’s impossible..." Her eyes were wide, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Dexter... what is this...? How...?"

Before she could recover, I activated God Speed.

In a flash, I was gone from in front of her. She blinked, her head snapping around as she tried to track me, but I was already behind her, tapping her shoulder.

"Boo," I whispered, my voice right in her ear.

Victoria screamed, jumping a foot in the air, her hand flying to her chest as she whirled around, her eyes wild. "DEXTER! WHERE THE HELL—?!" she shouted, her voice cracking as she stumbled back, her heart racing.

But I was already across the room, leaning against the wall, grinning at her.

"Am I in a dream...?" she whispered, her voice shaking, her hands clutching her head as if she were trying to keep herself from fainting.

"Am I hallucinating...? Did I hit my head...?" Her eyes darted around the room, searching for me, but I was gone again—reappearing right in front of her in the blink of an eye.

"Or maybe..." I teased, my voice light, my grinning smirk taunting her. "You’re just losing your mind..."

Victoria swatted at me, her hand passing through empty air as I dodged, moving faster than she could see. "Dexter, STOP...!" she cried, her voice a mix of frustration and awe.

"This isn’t funny...! What the hell is going on...?!" Her breath was ragged, her eyes wide with disbelief, her mind reeling as she tried to make sense of the impossible.

I grabbed her hands, holding them tightly in mine, my voice softening. "It’s not a dream, Mom..." I reassured her, my thumbs brushing over her knuckles. "And you’re not hallucinating..."

Victoria stared at me, her eyes searching my face, her voice a trembling whisper. "Then... what is this...? How is this possible...?" Her fingers trembled as she reached out, touching my arm where the wound had been, her eyes wide as she felt the unbroken skin.

I took a deep breath and told her everything—my experience, my death, my time in the Stone Age, and the abilities I had gained. Her expression shifted from shock to rage as she heard about Helena and her husband.

"It’s unbelievable..." she muttered, her fingers trembling. "But that bitch Helena and her husband dare to kill my son...!" Her voice was a growl, her eyes burning with fury, her hands clenching into fists.

I nodded, my voice calm. "Mom... they’ve been taken care of..."

Victoria looked at me, her eyes narrowing, her voice sharp. "So you have a kingdom of women... and you’re living like a king there..." she said, her tone accusing, her hands on her hips.

"You even took Aunt Diana there, but you are just telling your mom now...?" Her voice was laced with hurt, her eyes filling with tears as the betrayal of my secrets hit her.

I was shocked, not knowing what to say. But then, she continued, her voice trembling with emotion.

"I have been worried sick about my company..." she said, her voice breaking. "But you had a complete world... to yourself..." her eyes filled with tears again, her voice choked. "You are so bad, Dexter... You don’t love your mom anymore..."

I panicked, my voice quick. "Okay... then I will take you and Dad there..." I offered, my hands reaching out to comfort her.

Victoria shook her head, her voice firm, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "NO... Let your dad be here..." she said, her lips curling into a smirk. "I want to be the female emperor now... ruling the entire world... he hee..." Her voice was playful, but there was a hint of seriousness beneath it.

I chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Why can’t we take Dad there?"

Victoria smirked, her voice teasing. "Who knows what he would do once he gets there..." she said, her eyes rolling. "Would he be like you... going after a bunch of women... and creating a harem...?" she huffed, her arms crossing. "Hmph. I won’t give him the opportunity..."

I laughed, shaking my head. "Poor Dad..." I muttered, my voice sympathetic but amused.

Victoria grinned, but then her expression turned serious again. "About Maya..." she said, her voice soft, her fingers tightening around mine. "Promise me you will keep her safe..." she pleaded, her eyes earnest.

"And it’s not impossible to make her my daughter-in-law..." she added, her voice thoughtful. "It’s just... you know she is a lesbian..."

I looked at her, my voice teasing, my eyebrows waggling. "Mom, you are not thinking of cuckolding your son..." I grinned. "Seducing your daughter-in-law behind your son and husband, are you?" I laughed, dodging as she swatted at me again.

Victoria glared at me, her face flushing crimson, her hand raising as if to swat me, but she stopped, her lips twitching into a smile despite herself. "You... brat...!" she hissed, her voice a mix of frustration and amusement.

"I ought to spank you for talking like that...!" She shook her head, her eyes rolling as she tried to hide her smile. "I am not thinking of anything like that...!" she insisted, her voice firm but her blush betraying her.

I grinned, leaning in again, my voice a whisper. "Then why are you blushing so much, Mom...?" I teased, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "If you’re not into her, then why does the idea of her being your daughter-in-law make you so flustered...?"

Victoria groaned, her face flushing even redder, her hands covering her face as she laughed in exasperation. "Dexter, stop...!" she cried, her voice a mix of laughter and frustration.

"You are impossible...!" She shook her head, her lips curling into a smile as she finally gave in to the humor of the moment.