The chief keeps fucking her

Arnall was glad she was finally pregnant, he no longer needed to keep the **** breeding routine. He could slow down, but that didn’t mean he had or wanted to stop completely. Katya was a beautiful woman, much better sexual company than his broodsisters or even the last slaves he had tasted so long ago now.

Taking a break from sex could be seen as not being man enough, even after the mating marathon he had just had, and goblin culture believed cumming in a pregnant woman helped her grow her babies. Arnall was sure it was just an old wives tale.

He didn’t need much convincing anyway, every time he came back from raiding or scouting he would bed Katya. Taking the time to enjoy the experience, not the animalistic, brutish mating they had before, but slow, pleasurable sex.

He still fucked her for hours on end, but this time he did it in a slow buildup to a single massive cum. The amount of jizz enough to fill her womb, if the tales were true this would indeed be a strong child.

Katya had hoped she could rest now that she was pregnant, but the sex wasn’t that bad now. Arnall was almost gentle with her, the slow mating didn’t hurt at all and even though they still had sex for hours he would stop after he came. She still came with him every time, though not as strong as before. She found herself missing the powerful and overwhelming orgasm she had when he would just ravage her and the thought filled her with guilt and disgust.

She still fed from his cockmilk, it had become routine and she didn’t mind anymore. The milk made her feel warm and nice, she was sure by now that it had some aphrodisiac effect and wasn’t just psychological. She didn’t had a choice anyway, and the taste had improved over time, or her perception of it had.

This might get expanded later on