Pregnant by the Prince of Lust(BL)

Azriel​

A dark, possessive growl rumbled from deep in my chest as I stayed buried inside Seraphel’s spasming heat, my cock still pulsing with the last heavy, throbbing spurts of my release.

His body trembled violently beneath me, slick, sweat, and thick cum leaking messily from where we were joined, dripping down onto the crushed white lotus petals beneath us.

​But I wasn’t nearly finished with my beautiful, filthy omega. Not even close. The Prince of Lust does not sate so easily, and Seraphel’s body was made to be ruined over and over again.

​I pulled out slowly, savoring the wet, obscene schlick of my thick shaft leaving his stretched, gaping hole.

A heavy flood of my cum followed, pouring from his ruined entrance in a hot, creamy stream.

Seraphel whimpered pathetically at the sudden emptiness, his hips twitching back instinctively, chasing my warmth like the desperate little lotus he was.

​"Look at that greedy hole," I murmured, my voice rough and thick with renewed hunger. "Are you already missing me? Begging to be filled again?"

​"Please... Azriel... my Prince..." Seraphel gasped, his voice hoarse and broken from screaming my name. His eyes were glazed over with pure lust, his cheeks flushed, and his lips swollen and wet from sucking my cock earlier.

He struggled to find his breath, but the desperate words spilled from his mouth regardless. "Yes... I need you inside me. Fill me up again... please, breed me properly."

​I grinned wickedly. I grabbed his oil-slicked waist and flipped him onto his back once more.

But this time, I didn’t just mount him. I slid one large, heavy hand around his slender throat, pressing my fingers down just enough to feel his pulse hammering wildly beneath my palm.

I leaned down and kissed him deeply, biting his lips until they bled, pushing my tongue into his mouth to claim his sweet taste before pulling away, leaving a long, glistening string of spit connecting our lips.

​I lifted his upper body off the bed. His pupils were blown so wide they were almost entirely black.

I slid a thick finger directly into his mouth, pressing it down against his tongue and throat, forcing a soft, choking gasp from him before I leaned in to kiss him hard yet again.

​I pulled him up until his back was flush against my broad, oiled chest, his legs dangling helplessly in the air before I hooked his thighs firmly over my knees. My other arm wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him suspended against me like my personal, helpless toy.

​"That’s it," I growled hotly into his ear, nipping the sensitive, slick lobe. "Feel how easily I can manhandle this shameless body of yours."

​Without warning, I thrust upward with brute force, slamming my massive, throbbing cock back into his cum-slick hole in one brutal stroke.

​Fwop!

​The wet, filthy sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed loudly through the private chamber.

My pace became fast, loud, and rhythmic, my heavy balls slapping violently against his ass with every powerful upward snap of my hips.

​Fwop-fwop-fwop-fwop!

​The scented oil made our skin glide obscenely against each other, our bodies sliding together in a hot, slippery mess while my hand tightened slightly around his throat, controlling his every breath.

​"Unghh—fuck! Azriel!" Seraphel cried out, his voice strained and high-pitched. His hands flew up to clutch at my forearm, not to pull away, but holding on for dear life as I fucked him senseless in this elevated position.

​Every single thrust drove impossibly deep, the fat, flared head of my cock battering his prostate relentlessly.

The sounds grew wetter and messier as fresh slick gushed around my pistoning shaft, mixing with the pool of my cum inside him to create obscene, squelching noises that filled the entire domain.

​"You hear that?" I hissed, licking a wet stripe up his neck before biting down hard on his mating mark. "That’s your sloppy, cum-filled hole taking its Alpha’s cock. It is so fucking loud and greedy for me. Say it."

​"It’s—ahh—it’s so loud... my hole is so wet for you!" he babbled, his head falling back helplessly against my shoulder.

​His back arched sharply against my chest, that delicious, aching curve making his spine bow beautifully as I pounded up into him.

​"Say it, Seraphel! Say that you are mine! I want you to scream!"

​I pinched one of his swollen, sensitive nipples hard, twisting it brutally between my fingers while my hand on his throat kept him pinned exactly where I wanted.

​"I’m yours! I’m your slut, Azriel!" he cried out, sobbing from the sheer intensity.

​"Good boy," I praised, my voice dripping with dark, possessive satisfaction.

​I increased the pace, driving my cock into him harder and faster, the sound turning into a constant, rapid slapping rhythm punctuated by the wet squelches of his overflowing hole.

My oiled abs flexed hard against his back with every thrust, our bodies gliding perfectly. I could feel his smaller cock bouncing untouched against his stomach, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum over his own skin.

​"Look at you, suspended on my cock like a perfect sleeve. Your tight little hole was made for this. It was made to choke my dick and milk every drop of my seed."

​Seraphel responded immediately, his moans turning into constant, broken sobs of ecstasy. I loosened my grip on his throat just enough for him to gasp in a desperate lungful of air before squeezing again, heightening every single sensation in his nervous system. My free hand roamed down, wrapping around his throbbing cock, stroking him in perfect time with my thrusts, making firm, rough pulls that had him writhing frantically against me.

​"Azriel—please—I’m going to cum again—ah!"

​"Not yet," I snarled, stopping my hand abruptly. I held him there, fully impaled on my cock, grinding my hips in slow, heavy circles that made his hole flutter wildly around my shaft. "You cum when I say you should. Understand, Seraphel?"

​"Y-yes... my Prince," he whimpered, tears of overwhelming pleasure slipping down his flushed, oiled cheeks.

​I smiled as his entire body submitted to me, letting me take him exactly how I wanted. I rewarded his obedience by resuming the brutal pace, fucking up into him with deep, punishing, and relentless strokes.

​Fwop-fwop-fwop-fwop-fwop!