Under Paradise - The Consort

The incubi's belly swelled further, making him moan low in his throat as the weight increased again, that sense of pressure that filled him intensifying in a powerfully satisfying sense of completion.

"Thank you— oh thank you, my lord," he mumbled breathlessly as the last echoes of his orgasm faded and he reached down to run both hands over his stomach. He looked six months pregnant and the thought that he'd only grow larger as his body converted Caerophon's seed into eggs filled him with anticipation.

The great demon lingered there between his consort's thighs for a moment, watching the incubi's hands as they slid over the taut, round expanse of his stomach and enjoying the heat of his own come swirling around his cock within the vault of Malachi's womb. Eventually, however, he pulled himself carefully free of the incubus, whose breath hitched in his chest at the sensation, and stood once more, leaving his concubine sprawled on the lounge before him.

"Who will you have next, my lord?" Malachi asked with a lazy smile as he watched the great demon glance around the room for his next target. Caerophon's twin cocks had been half-soft when he'd withdrawn but as he reached out and brushed a hand absently over Malachi's belly, they were already growing hard again.

Pent up indeed.

Other concubines were already gathering at the fringes of the central room, no doubt laying in wait for their chance. One incubus in particular, with dusky blue skin and dark hair, stepped forward with a cup of wine on a tray and offered it to Caerophon.

"My lord," he murmured and dropped his crimson eyes respectfully.

The great demon took the cup and drank its contents in one go before he cast it aside and grabbed the incubus by the wrist then pushed him down onto the floor.

Malachi huffed a laugh at the concubine's brazenness and watched as he got more than he'd probably bargained for considering he'd only recently joined the harem. Caerophon always tended to be least gentle with his second partner when he settled in for an evening of carousing— though plenty of his concubines enjoyed that.

He watched as the great demon forced the other incubus roughly down onto his knees then pressed a massive hand between the concubine's narrow shoulders until his face met the rug. Caerophon took his concubine by the hips then penetrated the incubus with one hard thrust that slowed only briefly as he bottomed out then jerked into motion again when he breached his cervix on the first try. The incubus, pinned under his master's large hand, completely helpless to resist, yelled and squirmed at the sensation then gasped as Caerophon dragged his hips back far enough to withdraw all but the head of his cocks before repeating the entire motion again.

They continued like that as Malachi carefully pushed himself upright on the lounge then onto his feet, pausing briefly to catch his balance and recenter himself to compensate for the weight he now carried around his middle. He stretched as the other incubus cried out again, then wound his way along the edge of the room towards his private chambers for a long, hot bath.