Chapter 247: Chapter : 247 : Thristle Wants To Be Knocked Out!

Aiden had Thristle bent over the edge of the massive bed, her thick red thighs spread wide, ass high and presented like an offering.

His hands gripped her wide hips hard enough to bruise as he slammed into her from behind—deep, punishing strokes that made her whole voluptuous body jolt forward with every thrust.

Her slick, greedy pussy swallowed his cock to the root each time, wet squelching sounds echoing obscenely through the candlelit chamber.

“AAAAHHH~! My King—yes—fuck—ram that fat cock deeper—stretch your naughty hobgoblin slut—nnngh~ nnngh~ nnngh~!”

Thristle’s voice was raw, shameless, dripping with desperate lust. Her long hair whipped across her back as she shoved her hips back to meet him, chasing every brutal inch. “God—your dick is so thick—feels like it’s splitting me in half—love it—love being your breeding bitch—ahh~ ahh~ ahh~!”

Aiden growled low in his throat, one hand sliding up her spine to fist her hair and yank her head back. The new angle let him drive even deeper, battering her cervix with every stroke.

“You’re dripping everywhere, Thristle,” he rasped. “This greedy cunt is begging to be knocked up again.”

“YES—YES—knock me up, My King—please—fill me—breed me like you bred Luna—Lyse—Nyxion—nnngh~! I want your baby so bad—want my belly swollen with your heir—want everyone to see I’m yours—aaaahn~! Fuck a kid right into me—pump me full—don’t pull out—ever—oh fuck—oh fuck—!”

He released her hair only to reach around and grab one of her massive, swaying breasts—squeezing hard, fingers sinking into soft purple flesh. He pinched it roughly between thumb and forefinger, tugging.

“Eeee~! My tits—My King—squeeze them harder—milk your desperate whore—nnngh~! They’re aching, ahhn~ ahhn~ ahhn~!”

Aiden ducked his head and latched onto the other nipple—sucking hard, drawing the sensitive bud deep into his mouth with greedy pulls.

He hollowed his cheeks, sucking rhythmically while his hips never slowed—pounding her relentlessly from behind.

“AAAAAHHH~! Sucking my tit—while you rail me—My King—fuck—my boobs are so sensitive—every suck shoots straight to my womb—nnngh~ nnngh~! Bite it—bite my fat nipple—mark me—claim me—oh god—aaaahn~!”

He obliged—teeth grazing the swollen bud, then clamping down just hard enough to make her scream in bliss.

Her pussy clamped down like a vice in response, fluttering wildly around his pistoning cock.

“YES—BITE ME—HURT ME SO GOOD—MY KING—MY PUSSY’S SQUEEZING YOU—TRYING TO MILK YOUR CUM—NNNGH~! BREED ME—PLEASE—I NEED YOUR BABY—NEED TO BE FAT AND ROUND WITH YOUR SEED—AHN~ AHN~ AHN~!”

Aiden switched breasts, sucking the other nipple deep while his hand continued to maul the first—squeezing, kneading, milking.

Her tits bounced and jiggled with every brutal thrust, nipples glistening and swollen from his mouth.

Thristle reached back, grabbing handfuls of her own ass and spreading herself wider—shameless, desperate.

“Look—My King—look how your cock disappears inside me—stretching my slutty hobgoblin cunt—nnngh~! See how wet I am? All for you—all for your baby—fuck—fuck—fuck—gonna cum—gonna cum screaming for your seed—aaaah~!”

Her orgasm hit like a storm—walls spasming violently, gushing slick in violent pulses that soaked his balls and thighs. She screamed his title over and over, voice cracking.

“MY KING— CUMMING— CUMMING ON YOUR COCK— BREED ME— BREED ME— NN NGH~! AHN~ AHN~ AHN~! FILL THIS WOMB— MAKE ME PREGNANT— OH GODS—!”

Aiden fucked her straight through it—harder—faster—using her convulsing cunt like it existed only to take his cum.

“Not done,” he snarled against her breast. “You want my kid? Then take every drop.”

He pulled out suddenly—cock glistening with her juices—and flipped her onto her back. Thristle immediately spread her legs wide, hooking them over his shoulders, hands grabbing her own thighs to hold herself open.

“Put it back in—My King—please—don’t make me wait—fuck your seed right into my womb—nnngh~! I need it—I need your baby—look how empty I am without you—aaaahn~!”

Aiden slammed back inside in one brutal stroke, bottoming out against her cervix.

“AAAAAHHHH~! DEEP—SO FUCKING DEEP—MY KING—HITTING MY WOMB—YES—YES—BREED ME—NNNGH~!”

He leaned over her, caging her completely, and crashed his mouth down on hers.

The kiss was filthy—open-mouthed, tongues shoving deep, teeth clashing. Thristle moaned straight into his mouth, sucking on his tongue greedily while her hips rocked up to meet every punishing thrust.

“Mmmph~! Mmm~! My King—kissing me dirty—while you ruin my pussy—fuck—love your tongue—love your cock—hnn~ hnn~! Taste how desperate I am—taste how bad I want your baby—aaaahn~!”

He broke the kiss only to bite along her jaw, then down her neck—leaving dark, possessive marks across her purple skin.

“Mine,” he growled against her throat. “This womb is mine. Gonna fill it till it takes.”

“YES—YOURS—ALL YOURS—MY KING—BREED YOUR NAUGHTY HOBGOBLIN—PUMP ME FULL—MAKE ME SWELL—NNNGH~! I WANT EVERYONE TO SEE—WANT LUNA—LYSE—NYXION—TO SEE MY BELLY GROW WITH YOUR HEIR—AAAHH~!”

Aiden ducked his head again, latching onto one leaking nipple and sucking hard while his hand squeezed the other—milking her roughly in time with his thrusts.

“Eeee~! Sucking—squeezing—while you fuck a baby into me—My King—my tits—my pussy—everything’s yours—nnngh~ nnngh~! Gonna cum again—gonna cum begging for your seed—ahh~ ahh~ ahh~!”

She shattered—walls clamping down frantically, gushing around him in violent pulses. Her scream was pure animal need.

“MY KING— CUMMING— CUMMING FOR YOUR BABY— FILL ME— BREED ME— NN NGH~! AHN~ AHN~ AHN~! PLEASE—PLEASE—GIVE IT TO ME—!”

Aiden slammed in deep one last time—burying himself to the hilt—and erupted. Thick, scalding ropes flooded her womb, painting her depths, overflowing instantly and leaking down her ass in creamy rivers.

“YES—YES—HOT—MY KING’S CUM—INSIDE—SO MUCH—FLOODING MY WOMB—OH GODS—AAAAAHHH~! KNOCK ME UP—MAKE ME PREGNANT—NNNGH~! LOVE YOU—LOVE YOUR COCK—LOVE BEING YOUR BREEDING SLUT—AHN~ AHN~ AHN~!”

Thristle convulsed beneath him, milking every last drop with desperate clenches, her own orgasm rolling right into another—back-to-back, relentless. Tears of bliss streamed down her cheeks; she didn’t care. She just clung—arms around his neck, legs locked behind his shoulders—holding on like she’d never let go.

When the last pulse finally faded, Aiden stayed buried deep, letting her feel him soften slowly while still stretching her abused walls.

Aiden didn’t pull out. Not even an inch.

Instead he tightened his grip on the backs of Thristle’s thick red thighs, pressing her knees harder toward her shoulders until her spine curved into a perfect, helpless arch. Her swollen, leaking pussy was tilted upward—completely exposed, completely at his mercy—and he used every bit of leverage to grind deeper, harder, faster, without ever breaking contact.

The head of his cock battered her cervix in short, vicious jabs now—rapid, punishing, like he was trying to hammer his seed directly into her womb.

“AAAAAHHH~! MY KING—STILL INSIDE—FUCK—FUCK—FUCK—TOO MUCH—TOO DEEP—NNNGH~!” Thristle’s voice fractured into high, broken wails. Her long hair stuck to her sweat-drenched face; her red eyes rolled back until only the whites showed. “You didn’t—pull out—oh god—you’re still fucking me—still breeding me—don’t stop—DON’T YOU DARE STOP—AHN~ AHN~ AHN~!”

Her walls fluttered and spasmed around him in frantic, overstuffed pulses—still clenching from the last orgasm, already climbing toward the next. Fresh slick gushed out around his shaft with every grind, running in thick rivulets down her ass crack and pooling beneath her on the ruined sheets.

Aiden leaned forward, folding her even tighter, chest crushing her massive leaking tits. He captured her mouth again—filthy, devouring, swallowing every desperate moan while his hips pistoned in short, brutal snaps.

“Mmmph~! Mmm~! My King—kissing me—while you hammer my womb—fuck—your tongue—your cock—everything’s so deep—nnngh~ nnngh~! Breed me harder—fuck a baby into me—make it take—make my belly swell right now—aaaahn~!”

He broke the kiss only long enough to growl against her swollen lips.

“Feel that?” Another vicious grind, cockhead kissing her cervix over and over. “That’s where my seed’s going. Right there. Gonna keep pounding until it sticks.”

“YES—YES—RIGHT THERE—MY KING—HIT IT—HIT MY WOMB—NNNGH~! I can feel it—your tip bullying my cervix—trying to get inside—fuck—fuck—fuck—OPEN ME UP—BREED ME—AAAHH~!”

Thristle’s hands flew to her own breasts—squeezing them brutally, milking herself while he fucked her.

“Look—My King—nnngh~! Squeeze them—suck them—suck your desperate breeding slut—ahhn~ ahhn~ ahhn~!”

Aiden ducked his head and latched onto one swollen nipple—sucking hard, greedy pulls that hollowed his cheeks.

He sucked while his hips never slowed—short, savage thrusts that kept his cock buried to the root, grinding relentlessly against her deepest barrier.

“Eeee~! SUCKING—WHILE YOU BREED ME—MY KING—MY TITS—MY PUSSY—ALL YOURS—NNNGH~! Bite it—mark it—make it hurt so good—aaaahn~!”

He bit down—firm, possessive—then soothed the sting with his tongue before sucking even harder.

“My King—gonna cum again—gonna cum screaming for your seed—nnngh~ nnngh~ nnngh~!”

Aiden switched nipples, sucking the other one deep while his hand mauled the first—squeezing, pinching, tugging. His free hand slid between them, thumb finding her engorged clit and rubbing merciless circles in time with his short, brutal grinds.

The triple assault shattered her.

“AAAAAHHHH~! CLIT—NIPPLES—COCK—MY KING—TOO MUCH—BREAKING ME—CUMMING—CUMMING AGAIN—NNNGH~! AHN~ AHN~ AHN~! BREED ME—FILL ME—MAKE IT TAKE—OH GODS—!”

Her pussy clamped down like a fist—spasming violently, gushing in violent squirts that soaked his abs, his thighs, the bed. Her whole body shook; tears streamed down her cheeks; she screamed his title like a prayer.

“MY KING— CUMMING— CUMMING FOR YOUR BABY— FLOOD ME— KNOCK ME UP— NN NGH~! AHN~ AHN~ AHN~! DON’T STOP—KEEP FUCKING—KEEP BREEDING—!”

Aiden didn’t stop. He couldn’t. The way her walls milked him—desperate, rhythmic, begging—dragged him right to the edge again.

“Gonna cum,” he snarled against her breast. “Gonna flood this greedy womb again.”

“DO IT—DO IT—MY KING—FILL ME—AGAIN—AGAIN—UNTIL IT STICKS—AAAHH~! I WANT YOUR BABY—WANT YOUR HEIR—WANT TO BE FAT AND ROUND AND FULL OF YOU—NNNGH~!”

With a guttural groan he ground in as deep as humanly possible—cockhead pressed flush to her cervix—and erupted. Another thick, scalding load erupted straight against her womb, painting her depths, overflowing instantly, leaking in creamy rivers down her ass and thighs.

“YES—YES—HOT—MY KING’S CUM—AGAIN—FLOODING ME—SO MUCH—SO FUCKING MUCH—AAAAAHHH~! KNOCK ME UP—PLEASE—MAKE IT TAKE THIS TIME—NNNGH~! LOVE YOU—LOVE YOUR COCK—LOVE BEING YOUR BREEDING WHORE—AHN~ AHN~ AHN~!”

Thristle convulsed beneath him—another orgasm ripping through her, walls fluttering and milking in frantic pulses, trying to pull every last drop deeper. She clung to him—nails in his back, legs locked around his waist, heels digging into his ass—holding him inside like she could fuse them together.

When the last spurt finally faded, Aiden stayed exactly where he was—buried to the hilt, cock still twitching inside her overstuffed, leaking pussy.

Thristle panted beneath him, voice wrecked and trembling.

“My King… still inside… still hard… still pumping little spurts… fuck… don’t move… don’t you dare move… keep it all in… keep breeding me… mmm~… I can feel it… your cum… right against my womb… gonna make a baby tonight… ahhn~…”

Aiden kissed her softly now—slow, deep, tasting the salt of her tears and the sweetness of her desperation.

“You’ll get it,” he murmured against her swollen lips. “I’ll keep you full until it takes.”

She smiled through the haze—blissed-out, wrecked, radiant.

“Promise… My King… promise you’ll never stop filling me… never stop breeding me… mmm~…”

He pressed his forehead to hers, hips giving one last lazy grind—enough to make her whimper and clench again.

“Promise.”

Thristle sighed, long and contented, pussy still fluttering weakly around him.

“Love you… so fucking much… My King… gonna give you the strongest, most beautiful baby… ahh~…”

Aiden wrapped his arms around her, rolling them so she lay draped across his chest—still impaled, still leaking, still trembling with aftershocks.

“Sleep now, love. Keep every drop inside.”

She nuzzled into his neck, legs still wrapped around him, a soft, possessive purr rumbling in her throat.

“Won’t let a single drop escape… gonna hold it all… gonna make your baby… mmm~…”

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END OF Chapter : 247 : THRISTLE WANTS TO BE KNOCKED OUT!

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