Pregnant by the Prince of Lust(BL)

Seraphel

​"Domain of Temptation," Azriel whispered.

​He snapped his fingers, and the entire room started to warp and change. But I could barely even pay attention to the magic because I was burning up from the inside.

I never imagined this universe would have something so much more powerful than a standard butt plug. The invisible toy was buzzing so hard against my prostate that I could barely sit straight. I had to squeeze my thighs tight together just to keep myself from collapsing.

​When I finally found the courage to look up, I expected his Domain of Temptation to look dark and scary like last time. But it wasn’t. It was completely different from anything I had ever seen before.

​This time, his domain felt ethereal and beautiful. It looked like a grand, gorgeous hall perfectly decorated for a romantic date.

Slow, sweet music floated through the air. Musicians were off to the side, softly playing a harp and a guzheng. Just like before, beautiful men and women were dancing gracefully around the room. Right in the center of the hall stood a large glass table loaded with an incredible feast—juicy roasted meats, sweet pastries, steaming savory soups, and fresh exotic fruits.

​"Please, have a seat," Azriel murmured softly as he walked over and pulled out a chair for me.

​Whoever said chivalry was dead clearly never met the Prince of Lust.

​I sat down heavily. I didn’t even know if I was supposed to thank him, but I honestly didn’t have the breath or the strength to say a word.

My insides were shaking miserably from the overwhelming, non-stop pleasure building up in my lower half.

​"We are... going to eat?" I asked, my voice trembling with every single word.

​Azriel walked around and sat down directly opposite me. "Yes. What else were you expecting us to do?" he asked. He gave me a wicked, teasing grin, acting completely innocent as if he wasn’t currently making a magical device vibrate violently inside my body.

​I was incredibly wet for him. My poor hole was clenching around nothing, absolutely desperate to be touched and stretched by something real. Yet there he was, casually sitting across from me talking about food.

​"I told you, Seraphel. I am going to devour you slowly tonight," he purred. "There is absolutely no need to rush."

​"No need to rush?" I repeated, biting my bottom lip hard as I squirmed uncomfortably in my chair. "You are really talking about not rushing?"

​I gave him a look of pure confusion. The Azriel I knew from the original web novel Chapters never wasted time like this. He would never plan a stupid, romantic dinner date. The book version of him would have immediately jumped straight to the best part—throwing me down and having intense, immediate sex.

​"That look," Azriel muttered slowly, trailing a long finger over his own lips. "It is times like this that I wish I could hear your deepest thoughts. I want to hear just how much you want me to take you. I know you are probably thinking about me bending you over right on top of this glass table." He gave me a slow, deliberate wink.

​My heart jumped wildly inside my chest.

Damn it, he was entirely right.

I was actually thinking about letting him take me right there on the table. Just the thought of his thick cock slamming into me on the cold glass made my heart race at a terrifying speed.

​Thump. Thump. Thump.

​"But don’t worry. I know you are hungry, and I want the baby to grow properly. So, eat," he said.

​He snapped his fingers again.

Instantly, servants dressed in beautiful red and white robes appeared out of the shadows. They immediately began piling the delicious food onto my plate.

​I shakily picked up my spoon. My cock had hardened so fast and so tight that it actually hurt, straining painfully against the lace cup of the lingerie. I could literally feel a steady stream of hot, thick slick running down the inside of my legs. But my stomach suddenly growled loudly for food. I forced myself to start eating, desperately trying to ignore the intense, buzzing sensation between my legs.

​The food tasted absolutely incredible. It was as if Azriel automatically knew exactly what the baby and I were craving.

I didn’t complain at all. I started eating slowly at first, but then I began shoving the food into my mouth even faster.

A soft moan escaped my throat, a mix of the delicious taste of the food and the relentless friction hitting my prostate from the invisible vibrator.

​All the while, Azriel just sat there staring at me. He watched my every move as I ate.

​His crimson eyes were locked onto mine, giving me a heavy, sultry look that made my heart race even wilder. The intense gaze from the prince of Lust made the buzzing feelings between my legs feel ten times crazier.

For over thirty minutes, I ate as if my life depended on it. I couldn’t believe how hungry the baby was making me. It really made me wonder what kind of powerful creature I was bringing into this world.

​"I am glad to see you are eating so well, my little lotus," he said, letting out a soft chuckle. "It just means your stomach will grow bigger."

​My hand instinctively moved down to touch my stomach. I gently rubbed my completely flat, non-existent bump and then looked up at him, rolling my eyes.

​For a powerful demigod, he was still incredibly stupid. He clearly didn’t know that a pregnant baby bump grows from a developing fetus, not from eating too much food. But I decided to leave him completely ignorant. It was better if he didn’t know the truth anyway.

​"Are you still starving for more?" he asked slowly, his wicked grin returning.

​The way he was staring at me and the deep tone of his words kept messing with my head. It made me question if he actually cared about me even a little bit, or if he was just doing all of this to play mind games with me. There was no way a literal sin could care about anyone else. He was the Prince of Lust; he only cared about the prophecy baby and using my body for his own desires.

​"I am alright," I responded.

I set my cup down firmly on the glass table and leaned back against the chair.

​"Great. Let us change the moment, shall we?"

​"Cha... change the moment? What the hell do you even mean by that?" I asked, my voice shaking as the vibration inside me hummed louder.

​"Don’t be afraid. I just want to show you one of my favorite places in all of Katula," he murmured softly.

​And then, he snapped his fingers yet again.