Chapter 543: 543. When I’m Done Impregnating Her Mother... He’s Close To Death!**
Rex leaned forward, his chest pressing against her trembling back, his mouth hovering near her ear. "He’s right here, Amelia..."
"He’s dreaming of a beautiful, holy life, while you’re here, screaming like a common slut for me. Tell me... tell him in your heart!"
"HE’S NOTHING!" Amelia screamed, her voice cracking as a massive orgasm began to take hold. "HE’S JUST A DREAM! YOU’RE THE REALITY! YOU’RE THE ONE FILLING ME! AHHH! OH GOD, REX! FUCK ME! FUCK ME UNTIL I CAN’T BREATHE!"
She was a vision of pure, unadulterated depravity. Her hair was matted with sweat, her skin was flushed a deep crimson, and her cries were a symphony of sin.
She was moaning, screaming, and sobbing all at once, her body a playground for Rex’s relentless, powerful thrusts, all while her husband lay inches away, smiling in a lie that was about to be shattered by the sheer volume of her pleasure.
"I-I LOVE YOU, REX~! I LOVE YOUUUUGHHH~!" Amelia keeps screaming while showing her devoted love.
"Call me god, like a good worshipper!"
"M-MY GODDDDDDGGHH~! HNNGGHHHNN~!"
"You’ve been cumming so much that your body smells like pussy! Hats off to you as the high priestess who’s a complete slut right now!" Rex laughed.
The bedroom had become a temple of pure, unholy ecstasy. Amelia was no longer a woman; she was a creature of pure sensation, her voice raw from the constant, high-pitched wails of pleasure.
"GOD! YOU’RE MY GOD! REX! OH, MY GOD!" she screamed, her head tossing wildly as her vision blurred into a kaleidoscope of white light.
She wasn’t calling upon the deities of her belief; she was worshipping the man who was currently ravaging her soul. "You’re the only one... AHHH!... the only one who can make me feel this! REEEEEEX!"
Rex let out a low, triumphant growl. He reached down, his massive hands clamping onto her buttocks with bruising force.
His fingers dug deep into her flesh, anchoring her so he could deliver the most violent, uninhibited thrusts of his life. He wasn’t just fucking her; he was pounding her womb, his massive cock striking her cervix with the rhythmic force of a war drum.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"Then worship me MORE, Amelia!" Rex roared, his muscles bulging and glistening under the dim light. "Worship the man who actually claims you!"
"AND YOUR FUCKING PUSSY IS SO JUICY RIGHT NOWWW!!!"
He reached his limit. With a primal, earth-shaking groan, Rex surged forward one last time, burying himself so deep that Amelia felt her very insides expand.
He unleashed a volcanic eruption of semen. It wasn’t just a release; it was an onslaught. The sheer volume of his seed flooded her womb, and because she was already so full from before, her pussy simply couldn’t hold it.
"I’M GOING TO KEEP CUMMING INSIDE YOU UNTIL YOU’VE GIVEN BIRTH TO A STRONG CHILD FROM MY GENES!"
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLUURTTT! SPLUUUUUUUURRTTTTTT!
The white, thick liquid burst out of her in a continuous, frothing stream, splashing against the sheets and her own thighs in a grotesque, beautiful display of his virility.
"AAHHHNNN~! HNNNGGGHHH~! YESSHHHHHHH~! I LOVE YOUR SEMEENNNNN~!"
Amelia collapsed forward onto her hands and knees, her body twitching in the aftershocks of a climax so intense it felt like her heart might stop. She was completely "fucked up"; her eyes were rolled back, her mouth hung open in a silent, breathless gasp, and her expression was one of pure, mindless bliss.
Rex didn’t let her rest. He watched her with a dark, satisfied hunger.
He reached down, his hands moving to her hips, and began to "flip" her, shifting her position slightly, tilting her pelvis even more aggressively to expose her completely. He wanted to see the wreckage he had made.
He stared at her pussy, which was still pulsing and twitching, leaking a constant, messy trail of his semen. Even in her state of near unconsciousness, her hips were still shaking uncontrollably, a rhythmic, involuntary tremor caused by the sheer neurological overload of the pleasure he had inflicted.
"Not yet, my slut," Rex whispered, his voice a dark, velvet caress. "We aren’t done until you can’t even remember your own name."
"I can still see that your hips are shaking like crazy!" Rex laughed. "I’ve never seen a mother be this horny!"
"N-no... I-I’m just..."
He didn’t wait for a response. He drove himself back into her, his massive cock sliding into her swollen, dripping heat.
PLAAPPPPPPPPPP!
The sensation was even more intense than before; her walls were hypersensitive, practically screaming at the touch.
As he began to thrust again, the friction was incredible. He wasn’t just making her feel satisfied; he was pushing her beyond pleasure, into a realm of sensation that was almost painful in its intensity.
"You’re all mine now! You can’t have sex with your husband anymore... and of course... no more worshipping that fraud Goddess of Life other than me!" Rex laughed.
"Y-YES! I WON’T HAVE SEX WITH HIM...! AND I WON’T WORSHIP ANYONE OTHER THAN YOUGGHH~!"
"Well said... here’s your reward!"
Every lunge sent a new wave of electricity through her, making her hips jerk and her cries turn into broken, melodic whimpers. He was relentless, a dark god of lust, driving her deeper and deeper into a sea of pure, unadulterated sin, right there in the shadow of her dreaming husband.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"YEESSHHH~! UUHHHNN~! YEESSHH~! THAT’S SO FUCKING GOOD~! UUHHNNN~!"
The rhythm in the room became a violent, unrelenting percussion. Rex was a machine of pure, dark desire, his thrusts so heavy and deep that they seemed to vibrate the very foundation of the bed.
He wasn’t just fucking Amelia, but he was colonizing her, claiming every inch of her internal landscape.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Amelia was trapped in a loop of endless, cascading orgasms. There was no reprieve, no "valley" between the peaks. Each time her body tried to settle, Rex’s massive cock would strike her cervix, triggering a fresh, explosive release.
She was a fountain of sensation, her voice a continuous, broken stream of a single word.
"Cumming... cumming... AHHH!... cumming... cumming..."
"You started squirting the second you became my worshipper and a slave, hahaha!" Rex laughed. "Get yourself together!"
"It feels too good...! Too gwoooodddgghhhh...!"
"I CAN’T STOP CUMMINGGGHH...! AHHHNN! HELP MEEGGHH~! HNNAAAGGHHHHH~!"
"It’s really easy to get sluts like you addicted to cumming!" Rex grinned. "You just need to bump their bellies up from the inside!"
She was teetering on the edge of total physical collapse. To keep from falling face-first into the mattress or collapsing under his weight, she reached out blindly, her hands grasping the edge of the bed near Cassius.
She used the furniture to stabilize herself, her legs trembling violently. Her thighs and her glutes were locked in a state of constant, muscular tension, acting as pillars to support her as Rex pounded her from behind.
This allowed him to have a perfect, unobstructed angle to drive his cock even deeper into her womb, making every lunge feel like a divine invasion.
Rex saw her struggle to maintain her balance and decided to take total control of her movement. He reached forward, his large, powerful hands wrapping around both of her wrists, pinning her hands down near her husband’s side.
Now, she was completely anchored to him. She couldn’t move an inch without his permission; she was a captive to his rhythm.
"Don’t fucking disappoint me now!"
"I-I’M CUMMINGGGHH~! AHHH~! CUMMINGGGH~!"
SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT!
He leaned in, his chest pressing against her sweat slicked back, his lips grazing her ear as he spoke words of dark, triumphant malice.
"Forget about Apollo," Rex growled, his voice dripping with contempt for the child Cassius so dearly loved. "That weak, pathetic little boy is nothing."
"When this is over, when you are heavy with my seed, you’ll realize that the child you carry will be a king compared to him!"
"My son will be a god among men, while Apollo is just a footnote in history."
He gave her a particularly brutal thrust that made her scream, his grip on her wrists tightening.
"And don’t think you’re safe, Amelia," he whispered, his eyes glinting with a terrifying, murderous intent. "Once I’ve finished breaking you and claiming Mireya, once I’ve planted my legacy in both of you..."
"Cassius won’t be able to protect his precious little world anymore..."
"I am so close to killing your son. By the time he realizes what’s happened, it will be too late," Rex laughed. "He’ll be a dead man walking, living in a house built on my lies and my blood!"
Amelia didn’t care about the threat to her husband or the insult to her son. The sheer, brutal honesty of his dominance was the only truth she knew.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
As he hammered into her again, her only response was a frantic, desperate repetition of her state of being, her soul lost in the endless, beautiful storm of his lust.
"CUMMING! REX! CUMMING! AHHHH!"
"Ohh~! I’m going to give you some of the really thick stuff here! Some good quality shit of the best semen I’ve produced!"
’OHNN~! I-It’s coming... it’s going to be different...!’
Rex keeps pounding her hard with extra power. "Keep it in!"
Both of them start to kiss again while licking each other’s tongue. "SLURRPGGHH~! MPRRRRGGHH~! GLURRGGHH~!"
’If he cums inside me this time... I...’
’I won’t be able to go back anymore...’
