The Father

He flew through the air and his back hit the wall with a loud thud. I panted as I stared at him. He looked at me as if the hit didn’t really happen. His pure pale skin didn’t even have a bruise or scratch. I screamed and charged at him.

“DEAN WHAT’S WRONG STOP!” He yelled trying to calm me down.

My fist collided with his chest. He didn’t flinch or react. He was wearing typical Alpha armor his bare chest was exposed showing his Adonis abs and muscles but It was if my fist collided with marble and stone. An immovable object that I’d somehow pushed with my first attack yet failed to do with my others. He grabbed my hands trying to get me to stop.

“DEAN! DEAN…Dean. Talk to me what did I do? Hitting me is only gonna hurt your hands. In time I’m sure you could hurt me but you’d have to mean to kill me if you wanted to hurt me. Dean please just talk to me.” He asked his voice quieting down. He wasn’t angry for my attack his eyes were filled with worry. My hands stung. His skin didn’t even move with my hits.

I looked at him in his eyes. The eyes that he gave me. Tears streaming down my cheeks.

“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU FOR 18 YEARS YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” I screamed. His eyes widened. He knew I knew.

His mouth opened to speak yet his words failed him.

I punched my fist into his chest again. My knuckles bled now. His body had no wounds or a single bruise. I kept hitting. He released my hands allowing my failed **** against him.

“18 LONG YEARS BEING ABUSED BY COLE! ALL THOSE YEARS I WAS HURTING! YOU NEVER CARED UNTIL IT WAS CONVENIENT FOR YOU! HUH DAD! SO YOU GO FUCK OFF SOMEWHERE ELSE!”

“NO! N-no it’s…it’s not like that I Promise. I truly didn’t want to leave you Dean it wasn’t that simple.” His voice shook.

“YOU DO THIS? IS THIS YOUR THING ATLAS OR SHOULD I SAY DAD OR ACTUALLY FUCK THAT DAD WHY WOULD I CALL YOU DAD! YOU HAVENT BEEN A FUCKING FATHER TO ME! WE MIGHT BOTH HATE HIS FUCKING GUTS BUT THAT WAS COLE HE’S BEEN THE FATHER FOR ME THIS ENTIRE FUCKING TIME WHILE YOU WEN’T OFF DOING WHATEVER THE FUCK IT IS YOU DO! RAISING YOUR FUCKING KIDS DIDNT SEEM TO BE ON THE AGENDA! NO KEEPING THEM WITH ABUSIVE SHIT’S SEEMES TO BE YOUR DUTY IN ALL THIS! YOU ABANDONED ME!” I screamed.

Though my physical attacks couldn’t hurt him. That was clearly an emotional punch to his face. Tears welled up in his eyes. They began to fall down his cheeks. His lip trembled.

“I-i-im-I-I’m….s-sorry.” His voice shook as he spoke. he began to cry. He stood still and let me hit and kick him. Sobbing as I did. Soon the energy left all my attacks and I was just pushing. He sobbed loudly. It felt pointless. I…I didn’t want to hurt him. I’d never want to hurt him. Though he only looked 18 like me. He was my father. I was his blood. I walked away. I sat down into one of the stone benches. The stone walls were illuminated in a blue hue from the fire in the center of an altar.

His ugly crying and my panting and sniffling were the only noises that echoed into the room. His hands were in his face as he sobbed loudly. I studied my bruise ridden knuckles.

“Why….dad….why did you abandon me….?” I asked quietly. I stared at him for a moment. He wiped his cheeks.

He walked Over and sat next to me. All the anger had left my body. I was just tired now. I wanted to be close to him but I was frightened by his answer. If it was as simple as he didn’t want to. I hoped there was more to this. He placed his hand into mine.

“Dean…it’s not that simple. There was nothing I had ever wanted more in all of creation than to take you and raise you by my side. To….to be the father you deserved and needed. To fill my role in your life. You were the most incredible thing I’d ever had my hand in making. I was ready to throw it all away for you. Give up divinity for you. It’s not something I can even do. Please….I had you come here because here I can show you, here I’m at my strongest and our connection is the strongest. Let your mind connect to me. I’ll show you everything that happened.” He said holding my hand tightly.

I nodded my head he kissed my cheek and He pressed his forehead to mine and memory’s from him flowed into my mind like visions.

Atlas pov

Staring out into the void, carving constellation’s into the night sky. Balls of fire born into the abyss to create light in the dark. Eons after eons I’d done this. Still I never tired of the beauty of the sky. The moon. I looked up and saw the earth, the abominations ran free. Unlike the other gods in the pantheon I simply didn’t care. Why should I care for the plight of mortal men when they long forgot my existence. Long forgot my worship. All my teachings, humans were quick to anger and ****. They cared not for sanctity of life. So I care not for theirs. Solitude was my home. Here in the night.

The sun danced upon the earths horizon. I saw a comet dash upon the sky we all shared. Leaping into the air. I became a white mist appearing into the pantheon. There I was greeted by the other gods. My siblings. We’ve always been here since the very essence of life came into existence. Formed into being when it condensed and created us at the start of creation. I took my seat. They all stared at me. Clearly having finished a discussion with each other about me. Aelius The god of the sun spoke first. His eyes were orange that danced with yellow. His golden blonde hair cut short.

“Atlas. Glad to see you.” He began pleasantly. I raised an eyebrow.

“Yes. Yes just tell me what you’ve all decided to ask.” I said impatient.

Memories of argument in this very room drifted in and out of frame. All with a similar point of interest.

Many of the gods in this room had taken to fathering mortals. Demigods. Though they didn’t care for their children they used them as weapons for their purposes. Executioners of their will upon the world below. Their spawns led armies in their names. Granted extraordinary powers beyond their understanding. Tiny fractions of the powers of their fathers. Atlas was the only outlier to this. He’d never laid with anyone before. Never wanted to spawn a child from his loins. Sex was not something he cared to even try. The idea strangely left a lot of anxiety in his chest. The idea of a son of his own felt foreign and unnatural. He was a god of solitude. He didn’t require connection to others. He was content alone in the void creating lights in the dark. Ushering in currents down below. Beginning winter and freezing the water. Causing blizzards and storms. Taking out his rage at humanity in the harsh of the cold.

“Atlas plan A to X has failed already. We know you wish to not have a child but the war isn’t going so well for us anymore. So many of humanity have died. Chaos reigns down below. His abominations have killed many. The majority of the surface in fact. The only power he didn’t steal was yours. Only yours. His creatures can’t stand the cold. Can’t swim. They can’t even hunt at night nor see in the dark. A child of yours would have all the abilities needed to fight them properly. He’d have a huge upper hand and could be the key to ending this once and for all.” Aelius stated. His eyes begging.

I loved my siblings. I remember when we made humanity together. When he settled on making the strongest fall madly in love with their weaker counterparts. I remember how happy it felt to watch my followers find the chosen they’d selected for them. That was so long ago. I’d grown tired of humans though. They didn’t admire his creations like they did his brothers. He used to understand. What was the moon and stars to the sun, the Earth, the plants and soil, trees and animals. Yes they could admire it but it wasn’t something they loved or needed in their day to day life. It was more of a constant. They had forgotten the moon god was in control of a very important need in their lives, Water. For awhile in my anger I’d denied them rain. Until famine was so widespread that my brothers begged and intervened and I relented. Allowing everything to move again. In time I stopped caring about humans. Something I’d used to love.

This was a serious issue though, the war. Those creatures were being spawned from disgusting and barbaric acts. It was cruel what was happening and though I didn’t care for humans I did loath how these creatures were coming into existence. To think one of us could do something so…vile…this wouldn’t end until either the entire pantheon was dead or him. That did include me.

Weighing it out. If they were this **** for me to father a son. Though I’d been asked before and I immediately shot it down. That was when this had all started. That wasn’t at plan A or plan B but I knew many things had been tried and failed. They had made a plan. One I disagreed with as it involved me having a son myself. It wasn’t bad but I didn’t feel like doing it so early. However Times had grown ****. This simply would not end unless all of us were United against this problem. I stared at the now empty orb in the center of the room. Parts of our power we’d each placed into it when we created this plane of existence for humanity. In my rage I removed my power from the orb. Something that turned out to be for the best when they were stolen.

I had no real good counter to this ask anymore. The pros outweighed my desire to not have to do this. The idea of a child from me filled me with something. I felt a deep pit form in my chest. Feelings I was unaccustomed to I didn’t quite have a name for it. All I knew was the idea of something coming from me being down there in the middle of all this made me feel uneasy. I saw visions of a small child. I knew as a god he’d look like me. All his features would be mine. Didn’t matter what the other parent looked like. My genes were the dominant ones no matter the combination.

I closed my eyes for a moment. I saw visions of his deep black hair running around Smiling laughing. His blue eyes looking into mine. I saw me hugging him tightly. Reading him to bed as I formed constellations in his name and image. His small pale hands in mine. The idea sent strange warmth into my chest. Something I’d never felt either. It felt odd it was completely unlike when we made humanity. It felt strong and made me feel…happy?

I smiled holding the thought. Was this something I desired and hadn’t even realized it.

I saw visions of him growing up. The smiling baby in my arms as I cradled him and held him tight to me. How I’d never allow anyone near him. How I could raise him to know how to fight. I saw him sitting upon the moon with me. Staring at the stars. How happy id feel to watch him fall in love and find a mate of his own. Have children of his own. My grandkids. The thought alone filled me with pride.

But there were other thoughts as well. I saw those cold crimson and black eyes. Fire burning around him. My child crying as he was taken. Me watching from up here knowing I’d be forbidden to do nothing but watch. No. That wouldn’t happen. I saw me down below. Sword in hand as I carved though metal and earth to get him. I’d kill if he ever touched him. Rules be damned. I’d fall from the highest grace to make sure that never happened.

“Daddy…?” I saw a smiling boy ask. My heart filled with joy at the word.

“Atlas?” He said laughing.

“It’s daddy remember little one.” I said laughing.

“Atlas? Hey you good?” I heard a voice ask.

I opened my eyes. Remembering where I was. Aelius and my other siblings were staring at me confused. I realized I’d gotten so lost in thought. It was odd and completely unlike me. I stared at him. I sighed.

“We know you’ll do it. Remember Atlas. The Beta you impregnated will die to birth your child. Our sperm is too strong for their wombs. Our children grow far faster than regular ones inside them. It will literally hollow them out to grow. Keep that in mind when you select him. We’ve already selected ourselves.” He stated.

“Fine.” I nodded.

Before they could say anything further I faded away into a white mist.

What was that all about? I wondered. I realized that now I had to have a child. A duty being requested of me. How much emotion it gave me. It was abnormal for us. We weren’t supposed to form attachments to our children. They were simply means to an end. Why did this feel different for me though. It was there upon the moons surface. Staring into the black void. The stars blinking. I realized how lonely solitude truly could feel. The idea of a child made me realize. Maybe I wasn’t content with my own existence.

It wouldn’t matter. Once I impregnated a Beta and was done I knew I could leave. I didn’t need to stay like the Alpha’s we made. I could have all the children I’d want. I didn’t have a commitment to the child to stay. I wasn’t bound by genetics to be with a single Beta like the humans. My hormones didn’t dictate me. I’d father a child. I’d impregnate a Beta male and I’d leave and forget they existed until it was convenient for me. I wasn’t a father. I was a god. That child was nothing more than a subject. Just like my brothers did and would with their sons. I shook off the thoughts.

I spent some time scouring the land. 3/4 of the plan already in motion. It didn’t take long for me to find a Beta. I watched as two Alphas defended a home. One mortally wounded and killed while the other killed his attacker. Successfully fending off the creature. I watched a blonde Beta cry loudly for his fallen Alpha. The other wounded badly left infertile from his attack. I studied them. He was perfect. I watched as they held a funeral. By now the Beta had been made aware that the other Alpha could no longer give him his sons. With the other one dead. It was simply over.

I kept a further eye of the two. While the Beta whose name i discovered was Thomas was trying to make the best of the situation. His remaining Alpha had become a bit distant. There was love between them yes, but the Alpha who i discovered was named Cole felt shame to be unable to mate and breed. He felt like a failure now.

After a few weeks of watching them I knew it was time to make a move. I saw Thomas sitting by a lake. Cole had taken to sitting in the house and drinking. His once proud and muscular body now withering away. He didn’t seem to care for anything anymore. He didn’t even come to Thomas at night. Thomas had taken to sleeping in another room adjacent to his. Last night Cole told Thomas if there was anyway he could let him have a child even without him he’d accept. Just that he wanted to be by Thomas’s side for life. Though Thomas had lost all hope. He’d already lost his other mate and was sure he wouldn’t have another. Today was the day. I quietly disrobed and my long 15inch cock on display. My huge balls filled with seed. My muscles were tight and on full display. I’d give Thomas a bit of a show to get him aroused.

I vanished and appeared into the water. Deep below the surface. I could breathe under it. I jumped like a jet into the sky. I could tell I’d already gotten his attention. Splashing back down I held the water in the air. The bubbles floating above him captivating him. I swam to the surface and watched him as he stared at me shocked. I placed a hand on the waters surface. Freezing it solid and pulled my naked body up. I walked towards him from the center of the lake. All the water drops dripped up and off my body being held in the air. The water freezing over and making a clear path towards him melting as I passed over. His mouth as agape as he stared at me in awe. The water bubbles followed. He was so distracted he didn’t see me pulling more and more until all around us were water drops floating. My bare feet touched the sand of the shore. I stepped right in front of him looking down. I held my palm out in front of him the water followed suit and formed a bubble in my hand that I quickly formed into a rose made of ice. Handing it to him. With the snap of a finger they came down like rain all over us drenching us.

I studied the shocked male. He was pretty attractive. Hollow cheeks and high cheekbones. Blonde hair and green eyes. Nice firm abs and muscular arms. A decently sharp jaw and long nose. Though it didn’t matter. The child I’d give him would look like me no matter what.

“Who…who are you?” He asked stunned.

I smirked. Showing off my sharp teeth.

“Atlas Somber. Fury of the rain and current, master of the ocean and sea’s, the cold air of winter, bringer of snow and blizzards, God of the Moon and stars.” I stated smirking.

He dropped to his knees. Bowing his head. Though I knew he didn’t worship me I knew he knew better than to disrespect a god when one very rarely appears before a mortal.

“Hello y-you’re divine. I-I-didn’t know you guys still roamed the earth.” He said shaking.

“I haven’t been down here in eons unlike my brothers, I’m here for a….very…..special purpose. With you specifically.” I stared laughing.

“How…how could I help you divine one?” He asked frightened.

Pooling the water again as it wrapped beneath our feet. Though it was liquid I made it solid for our body’s to stand on. He looked shocked again quickly standing up. I raised the water plate form on his side, a water tentacle grabbed his shirt and with a loud rip tore it from his lean muscular body. If he rejected me I’d accept of course. This show of **** was part of the seduction. Beta’s loved an Alpha who took charge of situations and could show ****. They couldn’t help it. How face was how level to mine. I firmly placed a hand onto his stomach. His cheeks flushed. He was becoming aroused.

“I know of you plight. I know what you desire most in this world Thomas. You crave to fulfill your purpose. You crave fertile seed pumped deep into your womb.” I stated smirking.

“How-how did you know?” He asked shocked. His cheeks were bright pink. I circled him my hand tracing his lower stomach around his back until I stood in front of him again as he was held onto my floating pedestal.

“I’ve been watching you for some time. It was sad seeing one of your alpha’s dying and the other becoming reclusive from you. I heard him tell you last night if he could let you have a child he would. Beta’s are used to having more than one Alpha male. Alpha’s are used to sharing their Beta’s. I’m here as a God giving you an option. A costly one. One that will cost you your very life in fact to do. You see I need to have a child. A son who one day may be able to save the world in my name. Well all the gods names. I was asked to seek a Beta who would carry my child in his womb and die upon his birth. I’ve selected you Thomas. If you’ll accept it that is.” I stated.

I decided to have all the cards laid onto the table. Thomas should know exactly what he was getting into if he accepts my proposal.

“I….I could have your baby?” He asked stunned.

I nodded my head.

“But….I’d die when he’s born?” He asked frowning slightly.

I nodded my head again. He seemed to be weighing it out. I found myself desperately hoping he’d say yes.

“It takes only 3 months for one of our children to grow to completion inside your mortal wombs. The toll it takes on your weak body’s is….harsh. That child will grow strong and capable though. You only need to say yes. Well retire to someplace comfortable.”

I grabbed his hand slowly and rested it upon my massive nut sack. Full of fertile seed. He could feel my heart beating from it. His cheeks flushed again.

“And I’d drain these into your womb.” I whispered into his ear.

He thought about it weighing his options. His hand massaged my balls. My cock sprang to the ready. Wanting to engage with his insides.

“Yes. I’ll carry your child.” He decided.

I smiled. A sudden anxiety came over me though. A strange sensation emitted in my chest of guilt and giddiness.

“But we have to tell my Alpha, Cole. He has to understand that I’ll be gone too. That….when I’m pregnant with your child it’s my choice but that I will die. I don’t need his acceptance but I want him to understand.” He stated lost in thought.

In the emotion of his acceptance I’d forgotten the other Alpha in the vicinity. What if he got in the way.

The idea of him being near Thomas while my child grows inside his mate. The contempt I’m sure he’d feel. The anger he’d harbor towards the life I’d grow from Thomas. I saw visions of his angry eyes directed at my son, the sudden desire to butcher him grew inside me. I pushed the thought away.

Who cares. I’m not sticking around to raise him. The child could use the teaching of the world being cruel. Still the idea bothered me a great deal suddenly. It was irrational. I pushed the thought away. I didn’t care about this child…my child.

I nodded my head placing us down. I snapped my finger and a robe covered my body. Thomas led me towards the house. He walked up the porch inside. I decided I’d follow him. Weary of how this could play out. Fully prepared to kill.

“Cole babe?” Thomas asked quietly.

I heard a man grunt and stand up.

“Hey Thomas hun. Uh how are you doi-“ his voice stopped when he saw me.

I took in the man. He was tall maybe 7ft in height to Thomas 5’8” though tiny compared to my 9ft stature. A fellow blonde like his mate. His dull eyes. He was decently muscular. I knew he knew how to fight. Though no mortal can hurt a god. A beer gut was forming from his alcoholic binges he seemed to be in.

“WHO THE HELL IS THIS?” he snarled. Rushing forward grabbing Thomas roughly by the wrist to get between us.

“Cole stop!” Thomas cried.

In an instant i summoned ice blades all around us. A thin wall of ice though see through couldn’t be cracked separated him and Thomas. Only by their wrist did a small hole allow them contact. I motioned the blade to point directly at his neck. A small piece sliced his cheek so calmly and cleanly with no effort. Like metal cutting through butter on a hot summer day. It was my show of ****. Don’t. Fuck. With. Me.

“You better listen to your mate before I kill you Cole.” I stated. My face showed 0 emotion. My chest on the other hand. I felt so many feelings. Anger, fear, mistrust. I don’t know why. I wasn’t scared of him. He was a mortal. I was a god. Why did he bug me. I saw visions of a smiling blue eyed black hair boy being around him. The same cold eyes he’s giving me being thrown his direction. I looked at the vice grip he had on Thomas. If he could hold his mate that way. Imagine a child that isn’t his.

I pushed the thought away again. It didn’t matter even if a small part of my emotions seemed to disagree.

“Cole listen. Remember last night when we talked about me having a child? How you would do anything to help with that. This is Atlas Somber. He’s as you can tell. A god. The god of the moon and stars and a bunch of other things but Cole. He’s agreed to give me a son. Cole I agreed to birth his son. This is exactly what I wanted.” Thomas said. He was confident in his words. Shaking his wrist from Coles hand. I didn’t relent my barrier though. As the “but” hadn’t come yet.

He looked at me and back at Thomas. His eyes seemed sad, angry, confused but accepting. This was a bit to ask of him. Alpha’s share their mate with others. It’s a bond though. It binds them in a harmony of shared love for the same person. They don’t stay from that. The first mating is sacred for the Alpha’s with their Beta. Beta’s can find an Alpha after the first binding but it’s easy for their hormones to accept the bond. It’s like a brotherhood between the Alpha’s. I was different though. Even if he could accept that I would be bedding Thomas I’d never be a mate of Thomas. Something his hormones could sense.

“But.” I said looking at Thomas and back to Cole. Wanting to speed this up.

Thomas took a deep breath. Steadying himself.

“Cole. I’ve already accepted to carry this child. I don’t need your blessing. However I want you to know. When i give birth to my son. I….I will….I will die.” He stated. His voice shaking though confident.

Cole looked at him incredibly pain was evident in his eyes. He looked at me with hate.

“Why!?” He demanded.

I looked at him bored.

“Because our children are far stronger and better than any mortal counterpart. If you want specifics though it’s because A) the child will come to full term in 3 months far quicker than any womb could truly adapt too. B) the child will absorb far more nutrients from the body of the carrier than any mortal child. C) the child’s power will literally require life essence to grow up. After all, Us gods were formed in the very essence of the universe. Life essence was abundant then. Now it’s what gives all living things life. A child of a god literally absorbs it from their carrier parent.” I stated answering his question as if it was some boring trivia.

He looked at me angry. Tears welling up in his eyes. Then back at Thomas.

“Is…..is this truly…..truly what you want?” He asked. His voice shaking.

Thomas looked at him. Nodding his head.

“Yes Cole. More than anything.” He stated.

Cole nodded his head. Letting out a sigh.

“Okay. I’ll leave and give you two privacy.” He said quietly.

Me and Cole had no bond. Normally it wouldn’t matter if one of the other mates wanted alone time with their Beta. Private time to fuck each other silly or just spend time without the others. That lack of bond with me was clear. While I could make one for sanity sake. A god binding to a mortal is completely unheard of and honestly pathetic if I were to offer it. Anxiety gripped me again. If Thomas dies and I leave. Cole would default to caregiver. That was his duty to Thomas. No I could always drop him in the city, a lone pack could raise him with their Beta. There would be logistical questions raised though. This kid needed to grow up and not be discovered by my brother. I pushed the thought away again. It didn’t matter.

I released the ice letting it go back into the air as water vapor.

“It won’t take long. I simply need to seed his womb. Then you’ll never see me again.” I stated. The sentence filled me with anxiety yet again.

He looked at me and back at Thomas the idea seemed to make him happier. Cole grabbed his shoes and left. Where? I don’t know.

“Can we actually trust Cole to raise this child in your absence?” I asked Thomas.

“Yeah, he might not look it but he’s a good guy. He’ll do a great job raising our son.” He stated looking out the window.

The idea made me angry and incredibly doubtful, him raise my son. Yeah fucking right.

Thomas took my hand and led me upstairs to his room. A twin sized bed sat in the corner. A desk with some sketchbooks and an old radio on top of it. Colored pencils and what looked like old crayons. I saw pictures of Cole and his fallen Alpha pack mate drawn beautifully. I opened the book as Thomas disrobed and laid naked on the bed. I flipped through the book. Landscapes and drawings of the lake. He was quite the artist.

I snapped my finger and all my clothes vanished. Looking back Thomas laid on his back. His legs spread to give me access. His hole was wide and already dripping. My cock sprang into action. Pre cum dripped down in anticipation.

“There’s no love between us. You want to impregnate me and I want to be impregnated. Figured let’s just cut to the chase.” He said sadly.

“Does it bother you that I don’t love you?” I asked as I climbed on top of him.

“It’s definitely unnatural for a Beta to lay with a man who doesn’t. All our Alpha’s are supposed to.” He said

“I know. I was there when we designed the system.” I said bored.

“Now wanna near something that might shock you?” I asked raising my eyebrow laughing slightly. Angling’s my cock against his well dripping hole.

I leaned down and kissed his lips. Using my abilities to make him immediately and intensely aroused. I could feel his muscles clamping down inside his stomach, anticipating the breeding about to happen. His entrance seemed to open wider ready for my cock. I could feel the warm slick dripping down the tip as it lubed itself ready for invasion.

He moaned gripping my neck as hard as he could pulling my face closer to his. I rested my head next to his ear.

“What?’ He asked softly.

He released his grip on my neck. His hands roamed my back and body. His hands kept pressing my ass trying to get me to move into him. It was futile I’d move when I wanted.

I bit his ear lobe. Whispering quietly into his ear.

“You’re about to take my virginity.” I groaned.

With that. I slammed my hips into him. He moaned loudly cursing as my cock found its mark. I could feel every muscle clamping down, the hot wet hole warmly accepting me. I knew my cock was deep inside his wombs chamber. In a Matter of Moments I felt a warmth on my abs. Looking down I saw he was cumming. I could feel every muscle inside his hole grip my cock so tightly. I knew now there was an egg in **** need of my sperm. I slung my arms under him pulling his chest into mine. I wasn’t gonna be gentle. I Started fucking him hard and fast. Aggressive to make my child into being. My goal was set. I was gonna be a dad.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

My hips mashed his so fast. I fucked him into a drooling blubbering mess. Sweat dripped off our skin. The scent of musk and sex perfumed the entire room. I could see steam on the windows. He jizzed so many times in the last hour that our abs were soaked and sticky. His hole was dripping all over the bed. His ass had been brutalized, My godly endurance allowed me to never stop the fast pace. Looking down the skin from inside his ass was practically pulled out as it followed my cock out of his hole with every thrust. I used my power on an egg inside him already. Forcing the other ones back inside his sack and stopping anymore from being released.

His lips were attached to my chest. Licking and kissing every inch he could touch. His hands long flailing from my fucking. His legs were wrapped around my thighs keeping me pressed against him. As I continued to hammer away at his womb.

Suddenly I felt it. A tingling sensation I’d never felt before. Ever. A tingling at the head of my bloated cock. It felt incredible. I wanted to chase this sensation wherever it went. It moved up from the base of my cock with an amazing tingle at the head that got more and more pleasurable. I began to move faster than even I thought possible. His skin slapped against mine so fast I couldn’t believe it. I felt everything tense. My hand gripped the headboard of his bed when it happened such an incredible pulsing feeling became something else entirely.

Ssssppppplllluuuuuurrrrrrtttttttttttt

I moaned loudly,

“AH AH OH FUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKK!”

I could feel pulse after pulse in my cock. Thomas was groaning loudly under me. I could feel every single muscle inside him twist and pull as if it knew exactly what to do. The muscles below the head of my cock were gripping me so tight.

Splurt, splurt, splurt, splurt, splurt, splurt.

Soon I could feel so much pressure from my cock. I felt liquid squirting around it and realized I was cumming so much it was overflowing out of Thomas’s womb. My balls seemed to never stop pumping and pulsing. The sensation drove me wild.

Crack!

My hand gripping the headboard went straight through it. Showering us in bits of wood. Looking down I saw that Thomas stomach had swelled up. Filled so full of my jizz. His tongue was lolling out his mouth. His cheeks bright red. Finally the pulses stopped. I held in place for several minutes. We cradled each other for a bit calming down. Thomas had clearly passed out. I pulled my cock out. Every muscle squeezed tight as if begging me not to leave. With a pop I did. Standing up I looked at the male. His ass was destroyed. Red, enflamed, swollen. White jizz leaked out of him like a faucet beginning to run dry. I knew that it was time to leave. My work was done.

“Ughhhh!” He moaned in pain.

I looked over at him just as I was about to exit. I couldn’t explain why I cared but I did.

His hand gripped his stomach in pain. It was fast before suddenly it stopped. He had fallen back to sleep. I knew that the wall of his womb had closed and with it the skin inside had now ripped spilling the vast amount of sperm I’d deposited. I could sense it. His egg had been fertilized. My child was growing inside his womb right this very moment. I looked at the door. I looked at his swollen stomach. His womb had closed sealing my seed inside him that his body would break down and use as nutrients soon. I Sighed. I pulled water from the air. I began to clean our bodies. I opened the window and boiled the bubble of liquid of mine and his seed killing all the cells before throwing it out the window. Night had fallen. Our bodies now clean. I pooled more water and healed his hole and his bruised thighs and ass.

Well….there’s nothing wrong with staying to make sure he’s okay when he wakes up. I thought.

I sighed crawling into bed. Though gods didn’t need sleep I found it enjoyable. I pulled the blankets up and over us. His body subconsciously pulled him closer to me. Resting his head on my chest.

It knew I was the father of the life inside him. It knew I was the greatest source of protection in this world at this minute. It knew there wasn’t a person I wouldn’t kill, not a comfort I wouldn’t provide. It knew before I had even fathomed the thought that there wasn’t a single thing in all existence that I wouldn’t do for that child.