Another sally into her castle

You kiss the sexy beast-woman long and deep. Your tongues rolling around each other as you make out a bit while you recover from your amazing fuck session. Your "sword" is still using her as a sheath and you keep your waist rolled forward so that the bowl of her hips keeps her womb at an up angle - you want gravity to help the first volley of your seed on it's journey. Her legs are wrapped lightly around your waist but you pull them up and push them back helping to make the angle of her hips even more favorable. You use your mouths to occupy the time as you wait for your balls to make another load for you to shoot into the sexy kittens basket.

Akina giggles at you when you stop to stare lovingly into her eyes, "You really want to add some beastfolk to the royal line?"

You nod enthusiastically and when you feel recovered, you start to thrust yourself into her again. "I want to see this body of yours swelling up with life." You suck on a nipple, "I want these to be leaking milk. I want to watch you waddle around the castle with our kid inside of you... and I want to see your face as you give birth to our child." Your thrusting gets more enthusiastic as you give voice to your fantasy. Akina moans out in pleasure as you try your hardest to make her a mother.

"And when you've given birth... I want to fill you again... and again... until you can't have anymore children..."

She gasps at the prospect, "That's a lot of babies sire... Beastfolk have swift pregnancies and I have many years of fertility in me..."

"I'll have our court mage use her magic to extend it..."

Akina shudders in orgasm at the thought of being turned into your brood-mare. "Oh... my king..."

As your scrotum once again tightens and you feel that familiar ache in your cock, you pick up the pace of your fucking. You let out a grunt and thrust yourself as deep as you can into the slim cat-woman's cunt. The head of your cock is nestled right against her womb. The soft almost gooey cervix laps hungrily at your oozing cock head as you swell up inside of her. The mouth of your cock belches rope after sticky rope of your hot thick cream into her pussy.

Millions of your tiny wriggling tadpoles are desperately swimming their way around inside your chosen mate. Your lashing wriggling DNA carriers are **** to find her tiny waiting egg. The horde joins the previous batch and splits it's **** in two so some can go down each of her tubes. Unbeknownst to either of you, both of her egg pods had released ovum with her heat - and the excitement at the prospect of being bred - her womb has produced three tiny golden eggs waiting for one of your chromosome deliverers to split the surface and slip inside forever "tainting" the royal line with cat-folk blood.

You don't care. You want Akina as your lover. You want her to bear your seed into the world.