Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 43

Slowly, as if pressing into the finest silk, he pushed his hips upwards. His tip parted her pretty labia, sinking inch by inch into her forbidden depths. A groan tore from his throat, unable to control his lust.

She gasped as a flood of emotions burst through her, feeling the first cock to ever enter her womanhood. His size caused a slight pain as he stretched her, both feminine thighs parted to allow him inside.

Finally, sinking deeply into her gorgeous folds, he held her tight against his chest as he claimed her virginity. A woman had been born, forged by her father's manhood.

She remained still, legs subtly twitching as she adjusted to his large girth. Long dead emotions erupted to the surface, yearning to be held closer as she enjoyed his embrace. "Oohh...Father...I-"

Carefully he began to move his hips, sliding in and out as her tightness caressed him. Together they moaned, loins burning with familial desire.

"My flower...my first..." he nearly whispered in her ear. "There is no end...aahh...to what I'd do for you..."

Silver eyes fluttering with each gentle thrust, she squeezed his hand harder. How long had she yearned to hear such words, to feel a hint of warmth from his cold demeanor?

"The world shall burn should it threaten my eldest...my treasure..." he said, sliding in and out.

Back pressed firmly against his powerful chest, every misgiving slipped into the void. She was his, finally tasting a fragment of his love. A moan passed from her graceful lips, savoring every second as if it were her last.

Moving his right hand to caress her powerful thigh, Dominax couldn't help but grin insidiously at the knowledge that he had enjoyed not one, but two of his daughters, coaxing his obsession further. The taboo pleasure taken in using Vixin felt just as strong now, connecting with his children down to their very souls. He sensed the familial connection between them, forcing his cock to strain with lust inside her.

There were noticeable differences from an ordinary human, his daughters' loins far tighter and pleasurable in a manner he couldn't quite describe. As if every inch of her vagina sought to milk his seed, just as Vixin had, he knew any of their future lovers would be more fortunate than kings to experience a mere night with either. Though impossible to tell for certain, both Cendra and her sister naturally displayed far more internal control of their vaginal muscles, as if their bodies were created only to breed. Though barely stepping a foot into the realm of intimacy, there was no telling what possibilities lay before them with proper training in such a talent.

Her soft moans echoed off the walls, no longer playing the part of the proud imperial princess. She was reduced to what lay beneath, a daughter craving his love. Her thoughts drifted back and forth, from enjoying each movement of his skillful hips, to thinking of Clin. She pictured his face, already longing for the day he would take her in such a manner.

Hands moving to explore her body, his fingers dragged up her thighs. They moved over her hips, feeling her womanly form before settling upon her belly. He sensed her womb, her fertility, feeling her young ovum waiting patiently to grant him a grandchild. "Only a mate worthy of this flawless body...shall breed you..."

She moaned, reaching up to cup the side of his face to hold his head against hers. "Yes father..."

"This gorgeous womb...the blood of my own blood...do you truly wish for Lord Clin to...ahh...sire your children?" He asked, stroking her toned belly.

"Ooohhh I do...father..." She said, her skin tingling beneath the skintight fabric.

"Good girl...you'll make me proud..." He groaned, turning his head to nibble lightly at her neck. "I shall command him to fill this gorgeous body I've sired...to spill his seed deep within your divine depths. He'll...ahhh...grant me worthy grandchildren..."

His words flared her desires, pleasure bursting within her tight loins. Each thrust pressed him against her cervix, touching where a father was never intended to venture. "I shall continue...our bloodline...father. I...ooohhh...I promise..."

Hands continuing to slide upwards, he reached her mounds, protected by her usual two armor pieces fitted to her breasts. Without trouble he unlatched the middle, pulling them away. With padding within the armor pieces to comfort her sensitive skin, nothing remained underneath to conceal her further. Her perky young breasts were exposed to the air, only for him to see.

As if his touch could damage her, he gently placed his hands onto her breasts, feeling her small pink nipples press against his palms. A moan escaped her as he held them, feeling their youthful weight. "As flawless as your sister's..."

The mention of Vixin forced a further blush of anger, yet she pushed the thought aside. The slut would NOT spoil her enjoyment, would NOT ruin their moment. If only temporarily, their father was hers.

She gasped as he tweaked her sensitive buds, sending tingles through her chest. His strong hands felt right, holding his property.

"You remind me...ahhh...so often of your mother..." he groaned, cock sliding in and out. He thought to Briza, wondering just what she would think to see them now. Would she understand, able to see the pure and clean connection between The God Emperor and his children? No, almost certainly not. The thought brought a hint of guilt to his chest, slowing his thrusts. "Her loss nearly destroyed me...yet we remain..."

Cendra placed her hands atop his upon her chest, her soft fingers caressing his battle-worn skin. Electricity and flame had erupted from them countless times, a power she held within her blood. His blood.

"I vowed to protect you...and so I shall." He continued, dropping his voice to a menacing pitch. "Perhaps I've waited far too long to delve into your abilities...ahhh...to spare you from what's necessary to reach your full potential. You desire my guidance? My training? So be it."

Feeling his speed increase, she closed her silver eyes and enjoyed his scent. The very words she had wished for, uttered while she held him in the deepest area of her being. She felt every inch of his cock, planted firmly into her womanhood. "Please...father, nothing would please me...ahh...more..."

Granting her neck a kiss, he moved in a steady rhythm, rocking his hips from beneath her. His vast experience brought her steadily towards her limit, forcing her into a second orgasm.

Her body seized, trembling as she held onto his hands as if she'd slip away. Pleasure flashed throughout her mind, encountering no resistance as she squeezed down on his cock.

***

"Oh, sweet sister...you reveal your true hypocrisy..." Vixin chuckled, lying upon her bed. Her hand continued to play between her spread legs, sliding her fingers in and out.

Of course, she had sensed the beginning of their lovemaking, her quarters almost resting below the tower as it poked into the sky. As even Cendra's untrained mind had detected the whispers of their lust two months ago, Vixin's keenly attuned senses felt every burst and quiver of pleasure radiating from their father's private study.

Cendra's ecstasy rippled across the fabric of reality, allowing Vixin's hand to furiously attack her soaking depths as she sensed her sister's climax.

"Ooohhh...such a little slut...cumming on father's...aahhh...cock..." she moaned before a playful laugh escaped her. She'd never DARE tease Cendra in such a way in her presence, yet she could take small satisfaction in the knowledge that her sister was just as much a deviant as herself.

Fingers working quickly, it didn't take long before she arched her back, releasing a cry of passion as she squirted hard onto her sheets. She pictured her sister, sensing each thrust into her former virgin tightness.

Momentarily calming herself, she brought her wet fingers to her lips, licking them with sensual slowness as she enjoyed the taste of her own juices. She had concealed her pleasure, as was her training, internalizing each powerful wave rather than openly emitting them through her surroundings. She could never quite conceal her emotions from her father, of course, yet a Vaid as untrained as Cendra would certainly be oblivious to the frantic masturbation occurring just below.

A moment later she slid her hand down her subtly pregnant belly, returning her fingers to their rightful place. She felt The God Emperor's pleasure, as open as Cendra's despite his skill. To not bother concealing himself surely meant he wished for Vixin to sense them.

"Ooohhh..." She moaned, resuming her teasing with a hint of jealousy. "Don't stop..."

***

Cendra cried out as his cock slammed up into her each time, moving quickly. Her breaths came hard and ragged, utterly aroused.

His fingers teased her nipples, stroking them lightly before sliding his left hand down her midriff. Wet and waiting he found her clit, a hidden jewel to crown a flawless vagina.

Her hips lightly bucked at his touch, the feeling of another's fingers far different than her own. His skillful manipulations forced a memory of the vibshir, momentarily wishing she hadn't shoved the creature back into her sister's possession. The thought was pushed aside, quivering as his fingers rubbed light circles around her clit.

To watch his daughter squirm with pleasure in his lap sent a flush of satisfaction through his body, savoring each second he slid into her depths. A goddess-like beauty, his blood ran through her veins.

As he opened his mind to send an obvious warning of his approaching climax, her faint senses felt the signal as clearly as she could manage. Every instinct screamed to accept his seed deep within her sexually ripe body, to fill her womb with familial seed. Her loins ached, as if begging to be filled.

Every ounce of willpower gathered within her as she attempted to picture Clin's face, certain of her decision as she thought of his blond locks. Gold must be her children's crowns, not Silver.

"Outside..." she forced herself to moan, her body nearly despising her words. "Please...ahhh...father..."

Confirming her choice, he nodded as his fingers and cock continued on expertly. A princess of House Vaid would be granted her selection, the outcome mattering little to him. He'd get his desired grandchildren in one form or another, moaning as he thought to Clin's seed spurting within her.

Such a night of perfection could not last indefinitely, despite his wishes, as his inevitable climax approached like a gathering storm. Every second felt as if an eternity, looking down to take in every flawless detail of her body. The seed of The God Emperor produced only perfection, proven in both Cendra and Vixin. Gorgeous daughters, the aim of every father.

His thrusts grew frantic, shedding any resemblance of a carefully maintained rhythm as his sensitivity flared. Inward he concentrated, sensing the spiritual line connecting father and offspring. The sensation overtook him, forcing a deep groan to rip from his lips as he wrenched his cock free from her warm embrace. His hand dashed from her breast, holding his shaft firmly against her labia as uncontrolled ropes of seed wildly burst from his tip.

Watching his orgasm, Cendra began to shake as her own climax claimed her, her clit erupting into bliss as his finger continued to torment her. She felt his cum spurt onto her belly, leaking over the water resistant chimira silk.

Hips bucking lightly, his manhood glided over her lower lips in mutual ecstasy. As his orgasm slowly faded, he positioned his oozing tip to lightly press against her labia, allowing potent sperm that had knocked up thousands of females to leak over her precious flower petals.

The sensation of his warm seed coating her most intimate area forced her vaginal muscles into several faint contractions, as if desperate to drain the viscous fluid inside and seek the consequences for their taboo act. Whatever strength remained allowed her to resist fingering the divine substance into her, instead clasping his hands lovingly as she pulled them to her coated midriff. He embraced her, holding her close in the afterglow.

"You...did well, Cendra." He said through his recovering breaths. "You shall have what you seek, for a woman has been born this night. Lord Clin shall receive a mate any would gladly kill for."

She closed her silver eyes, basking in his presence. "Did you speak the truth...when you said it? My training?"

An insidious chuckle echoed off the stone walls. "Of course, my child. The path ahead is difficult, though it's time to begin. As Vixin has Rosila to prepare for her coming duties, you'll continue with Clin. Each a teacher, while both of you shall be trained under my hand."

A smile crept across her features, unable to accept any feeling but joy and satisfaction. For too long she had sought such words. For too long she had hungered for his attention. Now she had received both, a prospect she nearly feared would slip from her fingertips as she lovingly caressed his hands.

"Clin is yours, child. Do not fail me." He said, far gentler than his usual forceful tone.

A thought of her future lover seeped into her mind, wishing for him to stand before her. Both would hold a place within her, a mate and a father. No other arrangement would do.

"Breed with him, Cendra, when I permit it. A royal womb possesses a responsibility." He said, kissing her neck before whispering into her ear. "Yet remember always...you shall forever be my little flower..."

***

The sun remained well below the horizon when she found him, not daring to bring forth the morning for at least another hour.

"Can't sleep?" Cendra asked, stepping from the doorway onto the flat roof of The Stronghold.

"Same nightmare as always." Clin replied wearily, resting on his back to gaze into the night sky.

She smirked, moving to his side with confident steps. "Someday I hope to hear its details, though I won't push."

Turning his head with a tired smile, he watched her gracefully lower herself to lie down beside him. The air felt far more temperate and cooler than Domani, inciting a faint longing for home even as it now lay inches away.

"You know, father speaks of tales from The Creator's original universe. A night sky full of tiny, unreachable lights." She explained, peering into the empty darkness above. "I believe they called them 'stars', odd little things."

Clin chuckled. "If such a thing were true, how did anyone sleep?"

She parted her lips in a sly grin, listening to the near silence of the besieged city as if every living being feared to utter a sound. The only noises echoed quietly from beyond the walls, faint cries of distant creatures.

"My mother used to say we are but flickering candlelight within the abyss, merely delaying the inevitable darkness." He said, swallowing hard. "I've peered into this empty void more times than I can count, wondering if she's right."

"And? Is she?"

Folding his hands across his chest as he pondered, he eventually nodded. "Sometimes I believe so, though other moments, when I feel your sword against mine...not quite."

She turned her head to face him, studying the side of his blond beard. As her legs subtly adjusted to a more comfortable position, she felt the slick remnants of her father between her thighs, having only cleaned his seed from her belly minutes ago. She had made herself a woman, a mate fit for her beloved. "I've...made a bargain this night."

His eyebrow raised in question as he turned to meet her gaze.

With her mouth opening to speak, she cleared her throat before beginning again. "The day I apologized to you in the training yard, I spoke of our future, a possibility that lingers before us to this very day. I've...ensured that such a future shall become a reality."

Unable to hush a slight quickening of his heart, a kind smile crept onto his face. "I'd like nothing more. A fate...truly worthwhile, as you said that day."

"Worthwhile indeed." She repeated, matching his grin. "If your mother was correct, if we are little more than flames within a void, we should burn together."

For a moment he paused before chuckling lightly. "Truly, I am fortunate you are my student in swordplay, not poetry."

Cendra's lips parted in mock surprise, only to laugh. "You're no better."

He grinned, taking in the sight of her mystical silver eyes as they lay in a lingering, joyful silence. Yet the question remained, given form when he next spoke. "What is this bargain? One a single-legged man can withstand?"

Her eyes traveled down to his bandaged thigh as she leaned over to her side to face him fully, no longer seeing hints of red seeping through the cloth as he steadily healed. "Nothing is required of you, only that you fulfill my father's wishes when the time comes. I've...we shall discuss my part in this on such a day, for that day will require quite a long discussion. For now, know that I would do...anything for you, Clin. There can be no denying it now. No more wasted days, pointless nights. Deci has shown our time may be limited, cut short at any moment. I can weather it no further. I...love you..."

Chest hammering, he instinctively moved closer and placed his hand upon the side of her pretty face. For a moment his lips approached hers, hesitating as if a misstep would shatter the night air before he closed his eyes and made contact.

Tasting her lips, his hand moved from her face to slide down her slender yet toned arms, feeling the silk-like skin of her shoulder. Then, caressing the edge of her round breast above her armor piece for a moment, he suddenly pulled away. "Apologies, Princess..."

She chuckled. "Are you really so polite you'd refuse the obvious? Come, it's alright."

Feeling her take his hand in hers, she guided him closer, nearly catching his breath in his throat as his fingers slid beneath her armor piece to cup her breast. Firm and young, his lips parted as he felt her supple nipple against his palm.

"They shall be yours, Clin." She said softly before biting her lip. "Have patience...and my father shall grant us his permission after Vixin has given birth."

Little else mattered as he held her. Not the surrounding army at their walls, nor the revelation that Vixin was pregnant. Not the low throbbing pain ever echoing through his damaged leg. Not even the whispers of memory that tugged at his awareness, leftover from his nightmare. Only her silver eyes peering back into his.

"My sister may have her day, for we shall possess the night." She nearly whispered, kissing him a second time. Her loins, robbed of virginity and aching from her father, hungered once more.

They remained together, watching the first hints of orange pour across the sky as the sun began to peak over the horizon, hardly more than a sliver. Their lips parted, allowing her to press her forehead against his and close her eyes.

"I...suppose I should rest, for a while at the least." She said quietly, dreading leaving his side. "There is much to prepare for."

As if in a haze, Clin pulled his hand from her breast, his fingers tingling with longing. "Indeed, rest, princess. I'll oversee the men along the wall in your absence."

Nodding in response, she gracefully moved to stand before reaching down with an offering hand.

He chuckled kindly, patting the wooden cane beside him. "No need. I'll remain here a while longer, as I like to watch the sunrise. Please, Cendra, get some sleep."

"Very well." She said, her smile unable to fade from her lips. She began to walk to the doorway, yet as she glanced up to the nearby tower, she almost froze, seeing two glowing silver eyes peering through the glass of the gapping window.