Lisandra gives in

"I wouldn't be able to convince you otherwise?" Lisandra asks.

"No. That's how it is. I'm not asking you, Lis, I'm telling you."

"I have ****, but to please you as long as you want me to?"

"Yes." Carefully, you move on top of her, mindful of the bulge of her belly. While you can still do it in a missionary position at that moment, pretty soon, you would have to take her from behind, like a dog mounting his bitch. "I want you now," you say as you stare into her eyes.

"Yes, My King. Take me as you want."

You search her eyes, and then kiss her, softly at first, then with increased fervor as lust once more consumes the two of you. Your hands explore all over her body, touching her lightly in order to stimulate her response. You knead softly her tender breasts, absently thinking about how they would soon feed your child; perhaps you can partake in such meals as well.

Meanwhile, Lisandra's warm hand wraps around your cock, gently stroking you and increasing your desire. Despite her earlier words, she is an expert on pleasing you, knowing how to arouse you until you can't control yourself. You feel your cock sliding against smooth skin of her inner thighs, damp and sticking from your earlier copulation. Lisandra pulls you inside of her, her juices lubricating your entry. Once inside, the two of you move together toward the mutual climax.

You feel yourself on fire. If not for her being pregnant, you would have brutally slammed into her, wanting to claim her once more, wanting to make her scream in pleasure and pain. As you move inside her hot and moist pussy, you feel that this particular mating feels a bit different. It's as if you're fucking a different woman. It's strange, since you have bedded Lisandra so many times that you lost count, but her action and her expression at that moment were something you haven't encountered before. It's as if Lisandra truly surrender herself and let you claim her in total, if that thought makes sense to you. And the thought that she probably gave up her semblance of fortitude, as you become her man, causes your animal instinct drown your rational thought.

Lisandra's hands grip the bed as she gasps every time you reenter her. "So good," she manages to whisper.

As you keep thrusting into her, you have an epiphany that both of you would end up becoming parents to more than one love child. Watching her strengthens your resolve to own her, and filling her with your seeds to exert your dominance and erase your father's hold on her. "You're making me feel good as well, Lis,"

"Oh my... yes. I'm gl... glad... to... make you... happy. Oh... gawd"

"Oh, Lis..."

"So ... close, I'm cum...!" Lisandra gasps as her body arches back, her mouth open in a silent scream, breath caught in her lungs, her hands clenched the bed tightly. You feel her pussy squeezes your cock as her climax slams into her. You thrust a few times before finally pushing as deep as you can, emptying your seeds into her pregnant pussy.

The two of you, satiated once more, held each other in arms. Lisandra's lips touches yours in a warm, passionate kiss. "Thank you for teaching me how to love, My King."