Pregnant by the Prince of Lust(BL)

Azriel

Watching his face turn completely red was an incredible turn-on for me. I wanted him to see just how intensely he was affecting me, so I flicked my wrist, channeling my inner energy to control the floor-length mirror in the corner of the room.

The large mirror glided smoothly across the floor until it was positioned directly in front of us.

​"Watch yourself as I take you," I whispered directly into his ear.

​Before he could offer a response, I spun his body around, propping his hips up toward me while forcing him to look straight at his reflection. "Look at how messy you’ve become while taking my cock, Seraphel," I purred, leaning down to press a wet kiss to the side of his neck while trailing my thumb down his trembling chin.

​Seraphel let out a breathless moan as his eyes locked onto the mirror, followed by a deeper groan when my palm came down hard against his exposed rear.

​PAK!

​"Ahh... Azriel... hmmm..." he gasped.

​I thrust a finger deep inside his tight, pulsing entrance to prepare him, following it up immediately with my tongue. I sank my face between his thighs, sucking hungrily at his rim, letting all his slick wetness coat my lips and chin.

​"Goodness gracious..." His moans grew louder and uninhibited as I ate him out.

​I sucked his rim relentlessly until I felt his thighs trembling violently, his entire body jerking in short, electrical spasms against my mouth. satisfied, I brought my hand down across his ass cheek one more time before slowly aligning my thick shaft with his hole and driving straight inside of him.

​"Watch, Seraphel," I murmured against his back, pounding into him.

​Seraphel’s eyes remained glued to the mirror in front of him as I slammed my hips forward with increasing speed. I twisted my hips as I struck deep, driving all the way in to hit his sweetest spot every single time. He groaned loudly, his eyes widening in pure shock before rolling back into his head from the sheer intensity of the sensation.

​"Azriel... more...!" Seraphel screamed out, completely out of his mind.

​I chuckled deeply, more than happy to fulfill his desire. I slammed into him even harder, fucking him exactly the way he begged for.

Reaching down, I gripped his hips tightly, shifting our positions as I dropped back onto the bed while keeping my cock buried deep inside his hot, pulsing hole. With Seraphel now positioned on top of me, I held his hips high, continuously pounding upward into him without a shred of mercy.

​The mirror reflected every detail of the act—he watched in real-time as my dick slid fully in and out of his tight, leaking hole.

​"How does it feel watching yourself take me whole? How does it feel?" I demanded, my hands squeezing his waist.

​Seraphel made a soft, choked gagging sound as the force of my thrusts hit him, before panting out hoarsely. "It feels... so fucking amazing... like I was born just to be filled by you..."

​"Good. Because I am the only one allowed to make you feel this good," I growled.

Wrapping my hands firmly around his waist, I pounded up into him from below with everything I had. His sharp screams echoed around the high ceiling of the chamber.

​Taking control, Seraphel reached down, placing his hands flat against my thighs for support. He braced himself and began to ride me. His hips rolled in slick, rhythmic circles, his moans resounding around the room as he bounced up and down on my length, taking every single inch of me into his body.

​It was a breathtaking sight to behold.

​Feeling my climax fast approaching, I grabbed his waist, flipped him underneath me, and pulled one of his legs high over my shoulder. I pounded inside of him relentlessly, slamming into his core until a low, demonic roar tore from my chest. I came with explosive force, pouring thick streams of my hot seed deep into the depths of his hole.

​I kept a slow, deep rhythm inside him as the pleasure washed over me, eventually sinking down until my forehead rested against his rising chest.

​"I wish I could cover your skin with my cum, but I can’t right now because you are still wearing your clothes," I whispered in his ear, my breath hot and ragged. "Soon, I will cover every inch of you in my hot seed."

​I leaned up and kissed him again—a short, desperate, sweet press of lips while we both tried to catch our breath. Seraphel kissed me back through his heavy panting.

​When I pulled back, I buried my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of white lotus mixed with his warm sweat.

Slowly, I released a calming wave of my soothing pheromones into the air, allowing them to wrap around him and melt away every ache or soreness in his body.

​"Azriel..." he murmured softly. The sheer exhaustion was clear in his heavy tone, making it impossible for him to say much else.

​"I..." I started, before rolling onto my back to lie beside him, staring silently up at the ceiling. "Every single time I fuck you, it just gets more amazing over and over again. I can’t stop thinking about how you make me feel, or how completely overwhelmed I am by you."

​I went quiet for a moment, trying to hold back the rest of my words, wanting to be absolutely certain of what I was about to say. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was deeply in love with him, but was it the same for him?

​Even though our soul bond allowed me to feel his overwhelming emotions—including how badly he wanted me in this moment—what about his heart?

After all, everything between us had originally started when I used him during my crazy rut.

​Did he truly want me as much as I wanted him? If I confessed my true feelings right now, would he accept me, or would he push me away?

​My heart began racing at a terrifying speed—so fast and hard against my ribs that I felt as though I might actually die if he rejected me.

​Could a Sin die from a broken heart? What a grand joke it would be for the divine beings in Elysium to find out that after thousands of years of failing to kill me, the thing that finally took my life was a heartbreak.

​"Why is your heart racing so fast?" Seraphel muttered softly beside me.

​My eyes widened slightly before I let out a low sigh, remembering that our souls were now fully bonded and that he could feel every flutter of my pulse. I turned my head toward him, and at the exact same time, he rolled onto his side to face me, his brilliant blue eyes searching my face with deep concern.

​"Are you alright? Why is your heart pounding like that?" he demanded gently.

​"I..." I hesitated, tempted to lie and run away from my own truth. But I couldn’t keep running anymore.

​I looked straight into his eyes and answered him quietly: "My heart is pounding like this because of you."