Breeding Aconite

Aconite’s fingers teased her vagina, her alluring scent reached me, even from here. She had always been unconcerned about the opinion of others, caring more for my wants and needs, especially if it was sexual.

She strutted toward me, her bare feet sounding off the pristine marble floor. Once she reached me, she pawed at my muscles underneath my clothing, then ventured down to feel my bulge constricted against my pants. Aconite knelt to the floor, never breaking eye contact with me, her mouth agape with anticipation.

I noticed the guards were doing their best to not pay attention to what was about to unfold, but in their peripheral, they were transfixed by the bitch in her knees before their king.

Aconite purred as she continued to grope my erection, then moved to undo the fastenings on my pants. When they fell to the floor, my cock sprang free, it was huge and vibrant red, pulsing with need.

Aconite blew me right there where I stood in the throne room, my guards still doing their best not to watch. Her warm wet lips sealed tightly around my canine shaft, she pushed herself deeper to take my cock in her throat. Loud gagging and sloppy noise filled the room as she worship my huge wolvir dick. She drooled and suckled on it, treating it as a prized possession, dutifully caring for my desires.

She then released me from her mouth and nuzzled my furry balls, inhaling my scent as she licked and sucked upon them. I looked down and enjoyed the view of my huge red cock resting on her face.

Aconite’s tongue traced slow, worshipful circles around the base of my shaft, her breath hot against my throbbing flesh. A low growl rumbled in my chest as her lips parted, taking one of my heavy balls into her mouth, sucking gently while her fingers kneaded the other. The wet, obscene sounds echoed off the throne room walls, and I could see the guards’ fists clench at their sides, their discipline waning.

Her lusty eyes flicked up to mine as she released my sack with a slick pop, her tongue darting out to lap a teasing stripe up the underside of my cock, reaching my slanted tip.

“My chambers. Now!” I commanded.

Aconite’s lips curled into a wicked smile as she released my cock with a final, lingering lick. “As my king commands,” she purred, rising to her feet with grace, a trail of moist pre-cum on her cheek. Her fingers traced a possessive path up my chest before catching my wrist, tugging me toward the doors to my quarters.

The guards remained rigid, but their eyes burned with barely restrained hunger as we passed. Aconite didn’t spare them a glance, her attention was fixed on me, her hips swaying with deliberate provocation.

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Her breath hitched when I kicked open the doors to my private chambers, the firelight casting flickering shadows over the furs piled atop the massive bed. I led her by the ass, my hand cupping her fat cheeks into the room.

No more foreplay was needed, as we approached the bed, I came up behind Aconite and gripped the fabric of her dress. I pulled hard, tearing it open, making it even more tattered than it was before. She accepted this from me, not even making a sound when I did this.

I tore the rest of the dress off her body, now she was only in a skimpy pair of black panties. Her big tits wobbled as she swayed from side to side, enticing me to take her. I shoved her onto the bed and **** her into all fours as I disrobed of my own attire.

My cock was fully erect and hard, anticipating at being inside my bitch. I shuffled up behind her as she lowered her head in dutiful submission. I grabbed the hem of her panties and pulled them clean off her hips, exposing her huge fat ass and pussy to me. I gave it a quick smack, watching it jiggle erotically, and Aconite moaned like a bitch in heat.

To compare asses of my bitches and mates, Izzy and Aconite held the same renown of large rear ends. Whilst Izzy and Melantha shared the same sized breasts. This was why Izzy was the perfect woman from me, as she had all the sizeable assets I craved. But there was nothing wrong with the variety of women I could indulge in, as it was the spice of life.

I spend the chubby cheeks of her ass, the scent of her aroused pussy hit me instantly. I was in the mood for a good hard fuck, and Aconite seemed like the perfect butch to receive one.

“Fuck me, my king!”

I pushed forward, my slanted tip stretching her labia lips apart as she began to accommodate my large size. Aconite groaned as I speared her right to the knot, her vagina walls were slippery wet, but also tight as they embraced my length tightly.

I held onto her wide hips firmly as I plunged my shaft into her with long and deep strokes. I didn’t relent in giving her a hard and brutal fucking, making her wail in pleasure from my efforts. Her fat ass cheeks rippled from the rough thrusts I gave her, Aconite’s face was in the pillow as she gripped the fur sheets, her knuckles white.

It was funny to remember that only some time ago, Aconite and I were enemies, but now, here she was, submissively on all fours as she got fucked hard from my huge canine cock.

Aconite’s moans grew louder, her back arching as I drove into her with punishing thrusts.

“Yes, my king—breed your bitch like the filthy slut I am!” She panted, her pussy clenching around me in ****, wet pulses. I gripped her hips harder, my claws digging into her soft flesh as I slammed my knot against her entrance, teasing the stretch she craved.

Her juices dripped down her thighs, the lewd squelch of our fucking filling my chambers. Aconite was in hysterics of pleasure, her looking even more wolf and untamed.

“Fuck—fuck! BREED ME!” Aconite screamed, her voice cracking as my knot swelled against her dripping entrance. I snarled, yanking her hips back onto me with a brutal jerk, forcing the thick bulge against her stretched lips. Her pussy convulsed around me, milking my cock as she came hard, her thighs trembling.

Her walls clenched around me like a velvet vice as I buried my knot deep, locking us together with a wet, lewd pop. Aconite shuddered, her back arching as she screamed into the furs—half-sob, half-laugh—her nails tearing at the sheets.

“Fuck, yes. Fill me, breed me, ruin me. She babbled, her pussy fluttering in erratic pulses around my throbbing cock.

I howled out as I reached my climax, my balls tensed before I released a torrent of my wolvir sperm to flood this bitch’s womb.

“Ah! I can feel it, flooding my bitch womb! Please keep me pregnant, my king. You are the embodiment of ****, and I only wish to carry your spawn.” She groaned.

“Every bitch will be kept pregnant by me.” I proudly declared. “Every bitch will have swollen bellies with my pups inside!”

“That is the only role that they must fulfil.”

I thought to the future, one with my queens impregnated by me. Of how I would conquer all these lands, and have every woman worship my huge wolvir cock.