Chapter 44: Alter Of Ruin (R18)
The initial tear of her innocence sent a sharp shockwave through Serena’s entire core, her translucent blue eyes remaining wide, frozen in a mixture of stark vulnerability and blinding, unexpected heat.
Her fingers dug so deep into Lucien’s muscular shoulders that her nails nearly drew blood.
"Lucien... oh, gods, Lucien!" she cried out, her breath hitching in a desperate, ragged gasp. "It’s... you’re so deep... it feels like you’re filling my entire body!"
"Shh, look at me, Serena," Lucien commanded softly, his voice dropping into a low, hypnotic register that vibrated directly against her skin.
He didn’t move yet, letting his massive, stone-hard shaft remain anchored inside her, giving her tight, virgin walls a moment to adapt to the staggering width. "You wanted this. You chose this altar. Now let me make your wants come true."
Serena let out a long, trembling whimper, her forehead dropping onto his chest as she felt the sheer, heavy weight of his energy completely saturating her light mana.
The physical sting was rapidly dissolving, swallowed whole by a rushing, white-hot euphoria that began to ripple up her spine.
"It doesn’t hurt anymore... it feels... it feels so heavy. Please, Lucien... move. I want you to move!"
"As you wish, my lovely priestess," Lucien growled, his hands firmly locking onto her heavy, curvy hips.
He lifted her slightly and then drove her down, beginning a slow, agonizingly deep rhythm. With every downward plunge, his massive length stretched her further, the friction generating a fierce, unholy heat that made Serena’s mind go entirely blank.
She threw her head back, her short white hair flying as breathless, high-pitched moans began to echo off the soundproofed walls.
"Ahnn! Yes! Just like that... don’t stop!" she screamed softly, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as her hips began to instinctively match his upward thrusts. "You feel so good... so monstrously large... oh, gods, I’m melting!"
"You’re tighter than I ever imagined, Serena," Lucien groaned out, his head snapping back as her internal walls clamped around him like an iron vise with every single movement.
The absolute professionalism she had shown earlier with her mouth was nothing compared to the raw, natural talent of her pussy, which was servicing him with an unyielding, desperate grip. "The way you’re holding me... fuck, you’re going to make me lose control."
"Let it go!" she wailed, her hands wrapping tightly around his neck, pulling his face down to hers. "Fill me with everything... I don’t care about the angels... I don’t care about the stupid gods, angels and Devils forsaken ranks! Just make me yours!"
Their lips crashed together in a messy, violent kiss, their tongues tangling roughly while Lucien completely abandoned the gentle pace.
He shifted his stance, laying flat back onto the bed spread while pulling her tightly over him, transforming the rhythm into a relentless, bone-rattling assault from below.
He accelerated his pace, his thick shaft driving in and out of her soaking wet hole with a terrifying velocity.
SLAP SLAP SLAP.
The loud, wet rhythm of his scrotal sac hitting against her heavy, angelic ass reverberated through the air.
Serena was completely helpless on top of him, her body jumping up and down in a crazed, unhinged motion as his massive dick repeatedly hit her deepest depths.
Translucent liquids dripped from their collision, heavily staining the white sheets beneath them.
"Lucien! Lucien! I’m going to break, I swear I’m going to break!" she shrieked, her voice cracking as a massive, overwhelming wave of satisfaction hit every single inch of her spine.
Her eyes rolled back, her vision turning entirely white as she violently cummed, her tight walls spasming in rhythmic, crushing waves around his length.
"You’re not breaking yet," Lucien growled, his veins pulsing with raw power as he channeled a fresh burst of his unlimited stamina directly into her core, forcing her body to stay active.
Without giving her a single second to recover, he gripped her waist and flipped her over onto her hands and knees, positioning her into a deep doggy style.
He leaned over her back, his chest pressing against her spine, his large hands reaching around to roughly cup and squeeze her massive, heavy breasts.
With one swift, brutal thrust, he buried his entire length back inside her from behind.
"Ahhh!" Serena released a piercing, shrill cry that echoed to the ceiling, her back arching wildly. "It’s too deep! You’re hitting my womb... oh, gods, Lucien, faster! Please, kill me with it!"
"Hold on tightly," Lucien ordered, his jaw clenching as he unleashed his full, unbridled pace. He pounded her relentlessly, his thrusts turning into a blur of raw, dominant friction.
He went in and out so fast, savaging her pussy lips until Serena could do nothing but scream his name in a continuous, breathless loop.
The sheer, intoxicating pleasure was too much for her mortal mind to bear; she was completely entirely servicing his every whim, completely submissive to the king beneath the priest.
The friction reached a blistering, blinding peak. Lucien’s deep, gravelly groans began to harmonize with her desperate screams, the shared pleasure pulling his core to the absolute edge.
And after she cummed so many times to the point she couldn’t breathe and he had to fuse his energy to her so her energy would remain almost unlimited, he finally said.
"I’m coming, Serena!" he roared, his hands anchoring into her hips as he delivered three final, devastatingly deep thrusts.
"Take it! Take all of me!" she wailed.
With a final, explosive surge, Lucien violently let himself cum, discharging a massive, burning torrent of hot seed deep inside her womb.
Serena released a loud, breathless shriek as her body completely gave out, collapsing face-down into the pillows as her second, massive climax rippled through her flesh.
Lucien slowly slid his throbbing shaft out of her, letting out a long, deep, and thoroughly satisfied breath.
He collapsed backward onto the center of the large bed, his muscular arms spreading wide as his breathing gradually slowed.
Within seconds, the quiet of the room settled. Serena, completely exhausted and fast asleep, weakly crawled over his chest, draping her soft, curvy body over his right side, her head resting against his shoulder.
On his left, Meghan stirred slightly in her deep sleep, instinctively rolling over to bury her face against his neck, her arm locking securely around his waist.
Lucien looked down at his two sleeping beauties laying peacefully on top of him, their bodies lightly covered in the dripping remnants of their intense lovemaking.
A slow, victorious smile touched his lips as he closed his eyes, completely enveloped in the warm, quiet bliss of his two women.
"I’ll always cherish what I never got while I was still a stupid human." He then let out a breathless sigh as he closed his eyes, falling asleep after breaking two girls and then lying with them naked for the world to see what he had done.