Depraved Primordial King and His Degenerate Family

Aelara’s delicate lips parted with a wet pop as she released her daddys thick cock from her mouth and strands of sticky cum and saliva still connected her glistening red lips to his swollen tip.

Her budding chest rose and fell with quick, excited breaths and her small fingers trembled against his thighs.

"Well done, little princess. Now help your daddy in cleaning his rod too."

Alaric murmured and stroked her silky hair with one hand while the other guided her chin up to meet his gaze.

His eyes burned with dark pride as he watched her—his perfect, obedient daughter licking his penis clean and her tiny belly already full of his semen.

A sinful thought flickered through his mind.

Ahh, how much sweeter it would be when her tight little womb, too, swelled with my semen. But for now, she iss still too small and too pure.

With a snap of his fingers, the remnants of their sin vanished and her mouth became clean and her chin dry.

Yet the taste of him lingered in her memory and in her very blood.

Aelara blinked up at him, her wide, adoring eyes reflecting his power. "Daddy…?" she whispered, her voice soft and trusting.

Alaric smiled. There was one thing he hadn’t done yet—one act of intimacy he had withheld.

With a wave of his hand, she floated gently into his lap, her slight weight pressing against him.

He cupped her chin that was so delicate, so much like his own as he tilted her face up.

She looked at him with adoration while her small snow white hands rested on his chest.

"My perfect princess," he murmured before claiming her lips.

The kiss was slow, possessive. Aelara gasped as his mouth moved over hers, her small hands fluttering against his chest. He sucked gently on her lower lip, coaxing her to part for him, and when she did, his tongue slipped inside and tasted her sweet saliva.

She whimpered and her body trembled as his hands explored her.

One of his hands teased the tight bud of her nipple while the other rubbed her bare and tight pink pussy.

Her sweet and girlish moans were muffled against his mouth while her hips squirmed as pleasure sparked through her tiny frame.

Soon, he parted her teeth and found her small lilac tongue. Their tongues intertwined as he kissed her passionately.

Once Aelara understood the process, she also responded eagerly.

Alaric drank her sweet saliva and also let her drink his, though he was careful to remove his divinity from them; otherwise, she would burst from the sheer energy in such a small amount of his saliva.

Their chin became wet, and saliva dripped down, but neither cared.

When they parted, Alaric was okay, but his little daughter panted as she looked at him with hazy eyes.

Her small and budding chest heaved and strings of saliva connected their mouth.

In that moment, though Aelara didn't understand what they were doing, she could understand that she would one day become like her mothers.

Feeling that, she quivered with excitement as she wanted to be one with her daddy. To be sure, she finally calmed down and spread her little white legs.

Alaric looked at her curiously and wanted to see what she would do. Pointing at her bare pink pussy with her one hand and then holding his ten inch hard penis, she asked with shyness in her eyes.

Her face and whole body was flushed as she asked,

 "Daddy," she asked, her voice laced with innocent curiosity, 

"does your big pee-pee go inside my little pee-pee too? Like Mommy’s does?"

Hearing her, his eyes lit up and he cupped her pussy. Caressing her slit, he answered in a gentle voice,

"Yes, my little princess. Daddy's rod which is called a penis will go inside your pee pee which is called a pussy."