Who a King Must Do Ch. 43

Her pussy continued to twitch in near-climactic ways, but the proper spasming from the unloading pleasure was missing. Obedient in mind and body, Jaina could not act against his command unless she truly desired too and, because he was the perfect master, he would never give a command she did not want to follow. All he brought to her was immense pleasure, something her usable body returned to the dominant man.

Groaning in deep tones that were drowned out by the high-pitched cries of the blue-eyed arch mage, Anduin indulged in the fantastic feeling of the folds inside her cunt gripping and grinding on his cock with every repeated thrust. His tempo was intense from the get go, using the entirety of his superhuman strength to absolutely ravage her pussy with repeated penetrations that made the entire bed shake. The only time he stopped was when her legs gave in, causing her to lay flat under him. It forced him to reposition somewhat.

"Can't even keep your ass raised," he scolded, pulling her head up and forcing her spine to arch until she looked at him upside down. Long training had made Jaina flexible enough to sustain such a position without discomfort. "You truly are only useful as a hole to give me more heirs."

"Yeshh, I'm shorry, mashtaaaah," she panted, while her pussy got continuously penetrated. Her now raised tits jiggled magnificently, the pink nipples at the tips lactating. White drops of doubtless deliciousness got scattered about as the impacts of every thrust rippled through her massive breasts.

"I don't care for your apologies," he grunted, feeling his pleasure rise to the breaking point. "You - will - be - bred - again!" With every word, he thrust into her with enough power to make the entire bed shake. He stopped balls-deep inside her, his shaft tensing and the seed pumping out of him with intense pressure.

Jaina's eyelids fluttered, hiding most of her upwards rolling eyes. Mouth wide agape, the occasional orgasmic rattle escaping from deep within her throat, her face was a display of raw ecstasy. A wet spot quickly grew on the sheets, where her squirting cunt was pressed into the bed. "Yes... Yes!" she managed to gasp at the feeling of more and more of her Master's seed flooding her womb.

She could feel the virility and how the quantity drowned the entirety of her babymaker. Although the magic of Anduin's cum sent pleasurable torrents through her body, it was knowing that she was getting impregnated again that was truly sending her into the realms of heavenly lust. Be it intense magic, intuition or a mere conviction, Jaina knew that his seed immediately found her ovum.

Anduin, in his eagerness to guarantee what even a single blast of his powerful cum made very likely, continued to fill her up with a truly gargantuan load. The last drops of cum were getting massaged out of his shaft by her tight cunt, when he bowed down to her ear. "I hope you don't think we're done now," he whispered, "I'll ingrain every pleasure you may have forgotten over the last three months into your body tonight."

Jaina shivered with wordless glee in response.