Depraved Primordial King and His Degenerate Family

He gripped her hips and slammed back in—thwap!—her cry of pleasure bordered on slight pain as he came hard in her again.

His penis sproued jets of smelly sticky cum and filled her already swollen belly even more.

"Nnngghh~~Aaahhnn~~ F-Full—so full—!"

Her belly expanded further and looking near ready to burst like a fully nine months old pregnant woman as he pumped another thick load into her.

The glug-glug of his cum flooding her womb was obscenely audible and her cunt struggled to accommodate him.

Helena collapsed forward, and her cheek pressed against the cool marble. As she panted, her body trembled.

Alaric smirked and ran a possessive hand over her swollen stomach.

"Good girl," he purred. "Now let's see how many more heirs you can take."

Behind the pillar, a faint, shuddering gasp went unheard—or so his young, innocent daughter believed. 

But the great and almighty Primordial King heard everything.

Yet, for now, he allowed her the illusion of concealment.

Alaric knew that if she had been mature enough in age she would have realised that there was no hiding from her father emperor.

Helena, his newest bride, lay trembling against his chest and her breath was still uneven from their earlier union. 

She did not protest his words and only mewled softly as she nuzzled into the heat of his body with her fingers tracing idle patterns across his skin. 

His touch was possessive yet tender as he stroked the curve of her spine and soothed the lingering tremors of her spent pleasure.

 He caressed her back but his soft cock instantly grew hard once again.

Helena's eyes widened with fear on feeling this. Seeing her cute expression, he smiled and pulled out his rock hard ten inch penis.

Seeing her flustered expression, Alaric smirked and guided her hand downward and let her slender white fingers brush against his penis.

She gasped.

Ten inches of rigid and throbbing flesh greeted her touch.

It still glistened with the evidence of their coupling—his seed mixed with the faint red stain of her innocence.

She looked at her now deflowered pink pussy sticky cum from which a mix of his cum with her virgin blood started flowing out.

A delicate whimper escaped her lips as she watched it spill from her and her voice started trembling with sudden distress as she pleaded to her lord.

"M-My Lord… your sacred seed… it's—it's leaving me."

Alaric's thumb traced her lower lip, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. 

"You wish to keep it inside you, my wife?"

Helena nodded fervently, her cheeks flushing.

"I don't want it to waste but I want to cherish it within me and nourish our baby girl in it for some more time."

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. Such devotion pleased him.

He expertly amplified her soft voice, which even Helena didn't realize herself, and let his young daughter listen to every word of their conversation including Helena's pants and the sounds of their steamy sex.

He wanted to teach her expertly about all this beforehand.

With a mere brush of his fingers against her swollen pink pussy, golden light flared and a shimmering seal forming over her delicate folds.

It ensured that not a single drop of his cum would escape.

 Helena shuddered at the sensation and her body clenched instinctively around the phantom fullness.

"There," he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. "Now my seed will remain where it belongs—inside you and nurture our daughter in a sea of our shared pleasure."

He said flowery words in his signature hoarse voice and Helena started crying with happiness as she uttered,

"Ohh, how many years, I dreamed for this, my Lord. You fucking me hard and impregenating me with your child is this young concubine's greatest honor."