Chapter 58: Cum for me
The grand bed creaked softly beneath them as Moriele lay on her back, her voluptuous body still trembling from the earlier intense blowjob and face-fucking.
Deep shame burned across her sun-kissed cheeks. She turned her flushed face away from Vince, unable to meet his intense purple gaze.
Her elegant hands came up instinctively, cupping and holding her massive, heavy breasts in place, as if trying to preserve some last shred of royal dignity. Her silver hair fanned out wildly across the silk sheets, and her thick thighs pressed together nervously, though her dripping pussy betrayed her completely.
Vince knelt between her spread legs, his massive cock rock-hard and glistening from her earlier saliva.
He placed the thick, throbbing head directly against her soaked pussy lips, the swollen tip pressing firmly against her swollen clit. She could feel every powerful pulse of his heartbeat through his cock, the intense heat radiating into her most sensitive spot.
Moriele whimpered loudly, a soft, needy moan escaping her lips despite herself. Her hips twitched involuntarily, trying to grind against him.
"Put it in already,"
she whispered breathlessly, trying to hide her sultry desperation behind a mask of impatience.
"Get it over with rather than teasing me like this... you brute."
Vince smirked, his mind racing.
Her will is still surprisingly strong,
He thought.
With the mark and everything I’ve done, I expected her to be completely devoid of resistance like Elena. But I guess that’s what you get with an ancient elven queen.
Instead of giving her what she wanted immediately, Vince gripped his heavy cock and began slapping it firmly against her dripping pussy.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Each impact sent jolts of pleasure through her clit.
He rubbed the thick head along her slick folds first, coating himself in her abundant pussy juice, then delivered another wet smack.
Long, sticky strands of her wetness stretched between his cock and her pussy with every slap, obscenely connecting them.
Moriele’s body jerked with each slap, soft gasps turning into desperate whimpers.
Her pussy clenched visibly, leaking more juices that ran down to soak the sheets.
"Now,"
Vince commanded smoothly,
"guide my dick inside you."
Moriele’s amber eyes widened in fresh humiliation.
She shook her head slightly, still refusing to look at him.
"I... I can’t..."
Vince grinned wickedly.
"If you don’t do it, I’ll leave you unfinished like this—wet, aching, and empty. Your choice."
Her body was already in unbearable heat, pussy throbbing with dick-starved need after everything he had done to her.
With a broken sob of shame and lust, Moriele finally reached down with one trembling hand. Her fingers wrapped around his massive, slippery cock, feeling its incredible girth and heat. She guided the thick head to the entrance of her tight, dripping cunt, rubbing it up and down her slit once before pressing it against her eager hole.
"Good girl,"
Vince praised, his voice deep and approving.
The words sent an unexpected rush of validation and warmth through her.
Moriele found herself liking it far more than she should—her pussy fluttering greedily around his tip.
Without warning, Vince thrust forward powerfully, burying half his enormous length into her already soaking wet cunt in one smooth stroke.
Moriele cried out sharply, her back arching off the bed as her tight walls stretched obscenely around his invading cock.
The feeling of being so completely filled made her see stars.
Vince started slow, savoring the incredible heat and silky tightness of her royal pussy.
He rocked his hips deliberately, letting her feel every thick inch sliding in and out.
Then he switched up the pace, thrusting harder and faster. One of his large hands captured both of hers, pinning them above her head against the pillows.
His other hand grabbed one of her massive breasts, directing the soft, heavy mound to his mouth.
He latched onto her stiff nipple, sucking hard and flicking it rapidly with his tongue while occasionally grazing it with his teeth.
"Ahh—nngh!"
Moriele moaned loudly, her voice growing sluttier with every thrust.
Vince moved his hips with dominant pleasure, pounding into her wet cunt with deep, rhythmic strokes.
"Fuck, you feel incredible,"
He growled between sucks on her nipple.
"So tight... so wet for your new master. This royal pussy was made to take my cock."
His words only heightened her pleasure.
Inside Moriele, Vince’s cock seemed to grow even thicker, swelling as he neared the edge.
He was hitting every perfect spot deep inside her—rubbing against her g-spot with every powerful thrust. Her eyes began to roll back, her face twisting into pure ahegao bliss, tongue slightly lolling as she looked every bit the slut in heat.
They both felt his impending orgasm building.
Moriele’s walls fluttered wildly around him, squeezing his cock like a vice.
"Do it..."
She gasped desperately.
"Do what?"
Vince asked, acting oblivious even as he continued hammering into her.
"Cum in me!"
Moriele begged, her voice breaking.
"Please!"
Vince slowed his thrusts just enough to tease her further.
"Who do you belong to, Moriele?"
She hesitated, a final spark of pride flickering in her eyes even as her body screamed for release.
Vince immediately increased the speed of his thrusts, fucking her harder and deeper, his balls slapping wetly against her ass.
The wet, obscene sounds of their coupling filled the room—
plap
plap
plap
—mixed with her uncontrollable moans.
Moriele was almost mad with pleasure, her mind a swirling influx of ecstasy. Her massive breasts bounced wildly with every thrust, her pinned hands clenched into fists above her head.
Vince asked again, voice commanding.
"Who do you belong to?"
This time she didn’t hesitate.
"I belong to you, Vince!"
She cried out, tears of overwhelming pleasure streaming down her face.
"You’re my master! Cum for me, Master! Please fill me up!"
With two final, brutal thrusts, Vince buried himself to the hilt inside her spasming cunt and exploded.
Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum shot deep into her womb, flooding her completely. Load after load pumped into her, filling her royal pussy until it overflowed, creamy white seed leaking out around his buried cock.
In that exact moment, the system chimed clearly in Vince’s mind:
[Taming of the Sovereign Monarch – 100% Complete.]
Moriele’s body convulsed violently beneath him as her own orgasm crashed over her, triggered by the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed and filled.
Her pussy milked every last drop from his cock, her walls rippling and squeezing in intense aftershocks. She moaned like a broken, well-fucked slut, hips twitching helplessly even as Vince remained buried deep inside her.
For a long moment, the only sounds were their heavy breathing and the wet drip of his cum leaking from her overstuffed cunt. Vince finally released her hands and leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, possessive kiss.
Moriele kissed him back eagerly, her last resistance completely shattered.
"You’re mine now,"
He whispered against her lips, giving one final, lazy thrust that made her whimper.
"Body, mind, and soul."
Moriele nodded weakly, eyes hazy with satisfaction and submission.
"Yes... Master."
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