Chapter 42. Journey to the Southern Kingdom of Kurkan (2)
Journey to the Southern Kingdom of Kurkan (2)
"It's delicious, Sophia. Your nectar... it's like holy water. Sweet and refreshing."
Lucian lifted his mouth from her clitoris and descended to the glistening entrance of her pussy, already slick with arousal. The swollen lips pulsed visibly under his gaze as if responding to his attention.
He pointed his tongue, hardened from years of training to an almost inhuman flexibility, and speared it deep into her opening.
Slurp, schlick~
"Nghh...!"
The sensation of something hot and wet invading her. Lucian's tongue delved deep, swirling against her inner walls like a lover's kiss.
Schlup, slurp, schlorp. Lick, lick.
The ridges of her vaginal walls clenched around the intruding muscle. Lucian timed his pistoning motions to the carriage's rhythmic jolts.
Bump! (carriage) Schlick!! (tongue)
"Ahh! Aah! Every time it shakes... your tongue... your tongue! Nghhk!!"
Sophia was losing her mind. With each jolt, Lucian's face slammed against her pussy, driving his tongue impossibly deep as if trying to pierce her womb. The squirming sensation inside her channel, the hot breath teasing her clit—she was drowning in sensation.
Lucian lapped up every drop of her juices like a man possessed, his chin and nose glistening with her essence.
"Haah... haah... Sophia... give me more. I want to drink every last drop from inside you."
"C-Count!... I... I feel strange... I think I'm going to...!"
Sophia's thighs clamped around his head as her walls convulsed, trapping his tongue in a vice-like grip. When he pressed firmly against her G-spot, she arched backward with a scream.
"AAAAAHHHN—!!"
Squelch! Gush! Sploosh—!
A fountain of transparent fluid erupted from her pussy. Lucian kept his mouth sealed, gulping down the saintess' ambrosia—sweet, fragrant, and saturated with her very essence.
When he finally pulled away, Sophia collapsed bonelessly against the seat. Her flushed pussy and golden pubic hair were a glistening mess of saliva and arousal.
"That was delicious, Priestess."
Wiping his mouth, Lucian decided to finally let her rest.
[Back to the Present]
"Ready then."
Lucian braced one hand against Sophia's hip while lining up his swollen cock with her dripping entrance. Timing it with the carriage's next jolt, he thrust.
Schlup—!
"Ahhh!!!"
He buried himself to the hilt in one stroke. Sophia's head snapped back as she cried out.
Though they'd done this multiple times a day, her tightness never loosened—if anything, the swelling made her walls cling to him even more fiercely.
Thrust! Thrust! Squelch, squelch.
"Ngh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"I'm going to... fill you to the brim."
Gripping her slender waist, Lucian began pounding into her in counter-rhythm to the carriage's movements. Each upward jolt drove him deeper, scraping her inner walls; each downward drop crushed her cervix under his weight.
"Ah! Ah!... It's too... too much shaking...!"
Sophia's head knocked against the carriage wall as her upper body swayed against the window. Outside, serene landscapes blurred past while animalistic coupling raged within.
Breathing hotly into her ear, Lucian braced one hand against the window frame while the other plunged beneath her dress to roughly knead her heavy breasts.
"Nghhh...!"
The dual assault—his thick cock hammering from behind and the carriage's relentless motion—left Sophia's stomach fluttering with dizzying pleasure.
"You're clamping down even harder. Nervous? The way your ass ripples is a sight to behold."
SMACK!
He spanked her jiggling cheeks before plastering himself against her back to piston even faster.
Thrust!! Thrust!! Squelch!! Squelch!!
"Ahhk! Ngh! Ah! Aaah!"
After a relentless pounding, Lucian suddenly pulled out.
Schlick—
A viscous strand of her juices stretched between them as her swollen entrance pulsed needily.
"Now... let me carve myself into you."
Panting, Lucian flipped Sophia onto the plush seat and yanked her legs upward.
"Hold them."
Overwhelmed by his gaze, she obediently gripped behind her thighs, folding herself in half in a humiliating display. Her spread pussy quivered before him, the gaping hole between her glistening labia still twitching from expelling his massive cock.
"Take it all, Sophia."
Lucian crouched to pin her arms in a crushing embrace before driving his raging erection deep with his full weight.
Schloooork— THUD!
"KYAAAAAH—!!"
Sophia's eyes rolled back. The impact crushed her cervix, her organs shifting upward as if she might vomit. Lucian showed no mercy as he began pistoning ruthlessly.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!! Squelch!! Squelch!!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Aaah!"
"Too... too deep! Inside... inside is...!"
Sophia thrashed her head side to side, screaming as each carriage jolt hammered his cock like a battering ram against her womb. Her disheveled platinum hair fanned across the seat while sweat-soaked silk clung to her bouncing breasts, outlining every detail.
"Haah... your nipples are hard."
Roughly yanking her dress down, Lucian captured a stiff pink peak between his lips.
Suck, suck, nip, nip!
"Ah, ah, yes... Lucian...!"
In this brutal position—nipples being sucked while her womb was ravaged—Sophia stared at the carriage ceiling with unfocused eyes. Each thrust rocked her entire body, her mind whiting out from pleasure.
Slap! Slap! Smack!! Smack!!
"Ngh! Hah! Ah! Ah! AAAH!!"
Her inner walls burned from friction as endless juices splashed against Lucian's glistening abs.
"I'm coming! Sophia! Take it!"
Gripping her thighs hard enough to bruise, Lucian slammed in one final time.
Blorp! Glug! Glug!
"HIIIIIIK—!!"
Sophia convulsed as scalding cum flooded her womb, overflowing through the tight seal. Limbs trembling, she sprawled across the seat while Lucian—still buried inside—collapsed atop her, distributing his weight carefully to avoid crushing her.
For a long while, they stayed like that, his cock still plugging her depths as if branding her very bones with his scent before delivering her to the savage lands ahead.
Sophia clung to his neck, inhaling his musk. To her now, the smell of his sweat and seed felt holier than any temple incense.
She wished this warmth flooding her cervix could last all the way to Kurkan.
"If we keep doing this daily... I might get pregnant..."
Sophia blushed as she murmured this.
Yet despite Lucian filling her womb to bursting every single day, why had she never conceived? The same went for the castle maids.
Was the Count infertile?
The answer lay in [Sperm Retrieval Magic].
A spell Lucian had painstakingly developed with the Royal Archmage's aid—an ingenious invention hailed as a marvel of the century.
But since only someone with Lucian's Mana Overload Syndrome could sustain it, the Archmage had deemed it a failed spell.
The principle was simple:
When his cockhead erupted against her back wall or directly into her cervix, millions of sperm would swarm forth. Only elite few could penetrate the cervical mucus to reach the womb.
These champions would swim toward the fallopian tubes, where the crème de la crème would finally meet the waiting egg—only for magical shackles to yank them back after a mere glimpse.
Shooo...
"Nn... nngh..."
Sophia shuddered at the peculiar sensation of something leaving her body.
Every time Lucian flooded her depths, her priestess senses faintly detected this fleeting emptiness—the fullness of being stuffed to the brim, then subtly... drained.
"Don't worry about pregnancy, Sophia."
Lucian smiled smugly at the sight of his seed dribbling from her gaping hole.
"I'm not worried, Count..."
"And... I-I love you..."
The shy whisper made Lucian freeze. Those words—she'd never even uttered them to her god. Love was reciprocal, but faith demanded unconditional giving.
Throughout this tense journey, Sophia had accepted his endless demands without complaint. To her, Lucian was both savior and now husband to serve.
Feeling his member twitch deep inside her once more, she resolved to fulfill her wifely duties—and ensure no savage in Kurkan would ever lay hands on what belonged to Lucian alone.
[Images: Six illustrations depicting the carriage scene described above.]