Page 12 of His Siren Prince
“Oh, God,” I gasped as my cock twitched, more foam leaking from the tip. Even just hearing him talk about finding my womb had more need bursting inside me.
“Line my cock up.” He ordered me as if I were one of his soldiers. My father had banished men in the past for speaking to us that way, but my ears fluttered along with the flares of my cock at the hoarseness in his voice.
He leaned forward, another growl rumbling from him. “I don’t want there to be anything in my way when I slide deep into you, understood?”
My cum was supposed to bring out a person’s true character, and I was already trembling at the storm in Carrion’s eyes as he pumped my cock.
“That depends,” I gasped. “If the Goddess of Fertility blesses our union, then my womb will open, and you’ll never get rid of me.”
“And if it’s not blessed?” he asked. The fearsomeness in his eyes shook me to my core, and I missed my chance to answer.
He leaned forward, squeezing the back of my neck possessively, bringing me close. “I guess I just have to fuck you hard enough to fill your womb and make sure you can’t be happy unless you’re on my cock.”
A wave of lust blasted through me at his words.
I tried not to sink my claws into the smooth skin of his cock as I brought it between my thighs, but it was hard when I was so excited. My hands shook as I lined it up with the wet opening of my ass like hetold me to. Even just feeling the pressure of the tip against my slick ass was enough to make me wild.
My cum might drive people crazy, but I was the one under Carrion’s spell as I lowered down. His cockhead slipped inside my ass, and it was wider than I expected.
I released my weight as I slid straight onto him, and heaven exploded between us.
The second his cock bumped against the ridge of my womb, I came. Pleasure surged inside me, and the flares of my cock fully extended as a thick layer of cum shot over his chest. My thighs spasmed as my ass squeezed tight against him, and I moaned so deeply that I accidentally let my power seep into my voice.
A shudder ran through him as my voice gripped him, his eyes glazing over as he groaned.
I was panting, watching in fascination as my sea foam cum mixed with the dark hairs that covered his pink skin. As it slid down his chest, it blended with his sweat and seeped into his flesh. As soon as it entered his bloodstream, it should make him even wilder and more virile.
I trembled under him as he ground his cock against my ass. I just needed him to come once and my womb would open so he could breed me.
His hand left my cock, and I growled in complaint before both his fingers dug into my hips as he lifted me from his lap.
“Carrion!” I cried out as his cock slid from my ass and the poor chair creaked again.
“How can your skin be so cold but your ass is so warm?” he asked with wonder as he stole another kiss from me. “I wanted to treat you well, Azul, but I’m going crazy. It’s like I’m going to suffocate you if I don’t pound you until all you can do is scream my name."
I sucked in a breath as my ass clenched around him, and my already tender cock was growing hard again.
“I’m only going to stop fucking you when I can’t come anymore. You’re taking all of it tonight,” he promised.
Rumors emerged last year that I was infertile, which is why I fucked more men and hoped I'd finally find someone worthy, but my womb had never opened for anyone. But with Carrion looking and talking like that, even just the rub of his cock against the ridge and I could feel the tight seam relaxing.
“Then what are you waiting for?” I laughed. But I was quickly cut off as he buried me in his arms before the thrust again.
My mouth was frozen in a silent scream as he fucked me, every thrust harder than the last
His cock was so perfectly smooth. Compared to the flares of other sirens, the hard knots of the shifters of the Black Mountains, or the double cocks of the dragons of the east, he slid in and out of me so easily that I cried against his lips.
His eyes fluttered, his hips slowing. It was almost as if the great Commander Carrion was nervous.
Until they snapped open. And stole my breath with his feral passion.
“Is your ass hungry for my cum, Your Majesty? How deeply must I fill you to make sure you’re with child?” he hummed the question. I groaned as he gripped my cock again, all his formality giving way to his desire.
“Just think of how you’ll look, Azul, with your belly all swollen with our child,” he said as he rubbed me and I cried out again. “How much do I need to breed you to make sure our child is strong and healthy?”
He was meant to be taken away with the power of my cum, but I wanted his cum so badly that I bounced my hips, dissolving with every thud of his cock on my womb.
“I’ll spoil you, Your Majesty,” he murmured in my ear before he ran his tongue over my gills, driving me wild. “I’ll treat you better than any siren could.”
