Depraved Primordial King and His Degenerate Family

Aelara's tiny arms clung to his neck as he lifted her effortlessly, her gasp lost in the thick, heated air between them. 

Alaric didn't bother to cup her little ass as his monstrous cock wedged snugly between her soft cheeks did the job for him.

It propped her up as if she were nothing more than a doll made for his pleasure and supported her from not falling.

A dark smirk played on his lips as he strode toward the bathhouse and said in a low and hoarse voice,

"Time for a bath with my little princess. Daddy's missed washing every inch of you."

Aelara giggled and hooked her snow-white legs around his waist as her small body was held aloft by nothing but the rigid thickness of his shaft. 

Opening the gate of the bathhouse, it lighted on its own. The warm light, the steam curling, and the huge bathtub created a perfect and luxurious bath.

He raised his hands, and an invisible wave of power radiated from them. 

Under the shocked gaze of the beautiful little princess, the bathtub was soon filled with warm water that appeared out of nowhere. 

He smiled and turned to his little daughter, who was wearing a shocked expression and had her pretty little mouth open. He then said something in a whisper,

"Now, let's get you out of this dress, little princess."

She nodded, and with a smile and an unconscious, shy expression, she raised her arms high in the air. 

Alaric held out the hem of her dress and slowly yanked it out of her head.

He peeled the fabric off her and revealed creamy, untouched skin that was smooth as silk and started blushing under his doting gaze. 

His calloused hands started mapping her, from her dainty wrists to the delicate hollows of her armpits and down to the soft swell of her shoulders.

His fingers traced her waist and then climbed higher till they reached her chest.

With deliberate slowness, he circled the faint rosy buds of her chest. 

He thumbed them down and said in his voice thick with affection and something else she didn't understand. 

"Such pretty little nipples… but they will grow even prettier if Daddy tends to them every day. 

Nice and plump, just like Mommy's. Little Aelara, I will have to tend to them every day from now on, don't you think so too?"

He said this seriously, and she bit her lip and nodded shyly, her face flushed as she pressed and rested her small white palms against his chest.

Sinking into the water, he kept her perched on his cock with her tiny body still cradled by his hardness.

One hand teased her rosy nipples and pinched them just enough to make her squirm while the other slid lower down her smooth skin and cupped the smooth, hairless mound between her thighs.

Her mons had not developed fully, but he caressed the mound and cupped his hand over that triangular region. 

She carefully looked at his activities, and the king said smilingly,

"This sweet little pussy needs some cleaning too as it can get dirty during daily activities," he murmured softly and traced her faint pink slit with a thick finger. 

"Daddy will make sure it's spotless… every single day."

Saying that he traced his hand across that beautiful hairless pink slit and rubbed it slightly as if he was cleaning it. 

The little princess rested her head on his chest and hugged his neck.

She breathed softly, but he could sense a bit of hurriedness in them. 

Smilingly, he then turned her around and now she sat on his lap with his ten inch hard penis, in front of her legs.

Her fingers barely wrapped around his girth as he showed and guided her how to stroke him, up and down, his precum slicking her movements.

"You see, little Aelara, Daddy also needs to clean his little stick daily, and this is how we do it. Daily activities cause it to store a fluid in this..."