Chapter - 12
Lirael looked down as our lips parted and saw my cock hardening against her stomach, twitching. She looked back up and had a radiant smile on her face.
"Oh Damon, you're so magnificent - such a manly specimen." Her hand then wrapped around my throbbing cock like a vice, her palm slick with anticipation. "Mmm, so impressive," she purred, her voice dripping with lust as she pumped my shaft. "Your future bride will be the luckiest woman alive to have this beast between her legs every day."
Our lips met in another passionate kiss before Lirael continued stroking me with increasing fervor.
"I fear for her though. The poor woman will likely be utterly broken trying to fulfill your desires and accommodating that monstrous cock of yours." she panted, her eyes wide with lust and fascination as they focused on my cock.
"You'll tear her apart," she moaned, before giving me another soul-searing kiss.
My hand went to her head, fingers tangled in her blonde locks before yanking her head back and exposing her neck. I kissed the tender flesh, inhaling her scent.
"Don't worry, she'll have plenty of others to help her in caring for her husband," I whispered to her before moving up to her mouth again. "Won't she?" I asked against her lips.
"Yes, yes she will," Lirael moaned, her strokes becoming more frantic as my cock throbbed in her hand. I yanked her head back again, the pain evident on her face a delicious contrast to the ecstasy written across it.
"You'll train those women well, won't you?" I hissed into her ear before nipping at the lobe. "Teach them to worship their master's cock like good little sluts. Just like my mother."
Lirael whimpered and nodded eagerly, lost in lustful submission. Her free hand reached down to rub herself through her dress as she worked me over with desperate fervor. "Oh god...yes...teach them all..." she gasped out between ragged breaths.
She then turned around towards Cassandra and Nimera. "Nimera, come here at once! Your master requires your... attentions," she commanded imperiously. The young woman scrambled to obey, hurrying over and dropping to her knees in front of me. She tugged her fiery red hair back, baring her throat and puckering those luscious lips for my pleasure. With a gasp, she took half my girth into that warm mouth, gagging slightly as I hit the back of her throat.
Lirael continued stroking what Nimera couldn't fit, keeping up a steady rhythm as our tongues tangled in another heated kiss. She broke the kiss with a sigh of contentment. "I love watching you take what's yours."
She then placed her hand on Nimera's head, forcing the young woman's face further down my cock. Nimera choked and drooled around my thick shaft as her eyes rolled back in submission. The queen purred into my ear, "You're everything to me, Damon... my reason for living. I love you so much," she said deliriously, all the while Nimera kept choking on my cock.
Lirael's lips sealed against mine in a passionate, almost brutal kiss as she continued to fuck Nimera's face with my cock. The younger woman was nothing more than a toy for us to use and abuse, her cries and gagging only spurring on our lust. "Mmmph...you're so good at serving your son," I groaned into Lirael's mouth between kisses, my hips thrusting forward to bury myself deeper down Nimera's throat. Lirael pulled back just enough to gasp out her devotion between sloppy kisses. "I'd do anything for you, Damon...anything..." She nipped at my bottom lip before plunging back in, all the while maintaining her grip on Nimera's head and forcing the girl to deepthroat me like a proper slave. Nimera's eyes had taken on a glazed, unfocused quality as she struggled not to pass out from lack of oxygen.
That's when Cassandra rose and moved behind her daughter. The older woman placed her hands on Nimera's head. Meanwhile, Lirael, now with both hands cupping my face, remained lost in a haze, our lips never once parting from each other's.
Cassandra was even more hard on her daughter, pushing her face until Nimera's nose was pressed against my pubes. I could feel the delightful sensation of Nimera's throat muscles clenching around my cock, milking me with each convulsion.
For a moment, concern flickered at the back of my mind - would she gag or vomit if I pushed too far? But such worries were fleeting, consumed by the all-encompassing need to empty my heavy balls into her waiting mouth.
With a guttural roar, I exploded inside Nimera's mouth, pumping thick ropes of cum directly into her stomach. She struggled to breathe and swallow around my spasming member as I continued to erupt in long, pulsating spurts.
Cassandra let go of her daughter's head as I slowly withdrew from Nimera's ravaged mouth, watching as she collapsed onto the floor in a gasping, spent heap. Her face was a mess of tears, snot and saliva - a testament to her devotion to me.
I thought I had finished cumming, but a final, lingering spurt of cum burst forth from my cock. With surprising force, it arced through the air to land with sticky precision upon Nimera's crimson locks and her black feline ears, coating them in my cum.
At that moment, the door swung open, and the knight my mother had dispatched returned, accompanied by a striking, mature woman. Her short, golden-blonde hair elegantly framed her face, and her poised demeanor was matched by an undeniable presence. Her full figure was accentuated by robes that strained to contain her ample curves. This was Celestine Ravenscar, the esteemed Reverend Royal Priest.