Chapter 83. What Pregnancy Means to a Succubus
What Pregnancy Means to a Succubus
Pop! (Isela's anus releases) Squelch! (Maria's pussy penetrated)
"Ahhhn!"
Lucian thrust into Maria's womb as if trying to pulverize it.
And again.
Squelch! After pulling out of Maria's pussy, he lifted Isela's hips slightly and—shhhk!—plunged into her pussy.
"Haaahhh!!"
And again.
Squelch! (Maria's pussy penetrated)
"Ahhhn..."
"I'll fill Maria's ass next time. Gerard's cum is still in there. Understand?"
Maria was actually relieved.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Lucian ravaged the three holes of the two women without pause, switching between them relentlessly.
Semen, love juices, and magical lube mixed together, turning the bed into a swamp of lewd sounds.
Isela trembled violently, drooling as overwhelming pleasure assaulted her from both ends, while Maria shed tears again from the sheer fullness of the Count's cock stretching her pussy to the limit.
"Maria! Take my seed!"
At the final moment, Lucian chose Maria's pussy.
He slammed into her with enough force to pierce through, driving the head of his cock deep into her cervix.
Spluuurt—!!!
"AAAAAH!"
Maria's back arched violently, pushing Isela upward.
Hot—so unbearably hot—liquid poured into the deepest part of her womb.
Fresh, living seed, unprotected by contraception magic.
The sensation of it soaking her uterine walls made Maria's vision flash white.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
Lucian squeezed out every last drop.
Maria's vaginal walls clenched tightly around his cock, refusing to let even a single drop escape.
A long moment later, Lucian collapsed onto the bed beside them.
The sandwich position dissolved, and the two women sprawled out side by side.
Maria clutched her lower belly.
White fluid trickled from between her thighs, but most of it remained inside, warm and heavy.
Sniff... Sob...
Tears streamed down Maria's face.
Not from sorrow—but from overwhelming emotion. For the first time, she had received her master's seed raw, in its purest form.
The bitterness of being a maid, the jealousy of being overshadowed by other women—all of it seemed to wash away in that single flood of warmth.
Hnng... Hnng... Hnng...
When Isela whimpered in dissatisfaction, Lucian moved behind her, rolling her onto her side and pushing his cock back in.
Slllurp—
"Ah! No way..."
They had just finished, yet he was still going? Isela couldn't comprehend it anymore. She simply surrendered, letting him use her like a doll.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ahh... Ah... Ahhn..."
As she felt Lucian's massive cock splitting her open from behind, she reached out to wipe Maria's tears.
"Maria... Hic... I... I understand... how you feel..."
While comforting Maria, Isela silently vowed that this beast of a man would fill her just as deeply—that she, too, would milk every last drop from him.
Lucian, now a relentless sex machine from mana overload, showed no signs of stopping.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...
As time passed, the only sound left in the room was the wet slap of cock plunging into pussy.
"Nngh... Nngh..."
Occasional low moans from the women.
Lucian alternated between the two, pumping load after load into their exhausted bodies.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...
Determined to give them every drop of the seed they so desperately craved.
It might have been the longest marathon sex session Lucian had ever had.
"M-Madame... Blanc..."
"M-Maria..."
The two women lay half-conscious, their lips curling into tired but satisfied smiles.
Both of them felt heavy with Lucian's cum—especially Isela, who was stuffed full from both ends.
The night had already passed, and dawn approached.
In that bizarre, debauched morning, the two women—now sisters bound by semen—shared each other's warmth.
[Morning]
Madame Blanc was too sore to move and had to stay at the Eckhart estate for several more days.
Only after slowly recovering did the Blanc couple quietly depart.
[The Next Day]
Sophia told Rachel about her pregnancy first, then immediately rushed to the Count.
"Lord Lucian... I-I'm pregnant."
At Sophia's trembling confession, Lucian was momentarily speechless.
He stared blankly at her still-flat stomach.
The [Sperm Retrieval Magic] he had developed with the Archmage's help was supposed to be flawless—at least in theory. But hearing that a former priestess's desperate prayers and his own relentless stamina had shattered even magical laws, he decided to accept it.
"Ah..."
He embraced the miracle as a blessing.
Sophia, who had fallen from grace for his sake yet remained devoted—now carried his child. The thought filled him with overwhelming emotion.
"Thank you, Sophia. Truly... thank you."
He crushed her in a hug and sealed his congratulations with a deep kiss.
But when he pulled away, his eyes flickered with complicated emotions.
'Me... a father?'
A man who had lived his life by the sword, magic, and lust—now responsible for another life. Fear, duty, and unfamiliar excitement tangled inside him. But he kept it hidden, gently patting Sophia's back as she cried tears of joy.
The news of Sophia's pregnancy threw the castle into chaos.
Though I-seo had already suspected it, Rachel refused to believe it and summoned the kingdom's finest physician.
"Congratulations, Countess. The concubine is indeed with child. A very strong pulse."
The physician's confirmation shattered Rachel's world.
"How... Why...?"
She hid in the dressing room and sobbed silently.
She was on her period.
The blood between her legs cruelly proved that, once again, her womb remained empty.
'Lord Lucian... I resent you.'
He had claimed to be careful before their marriage.
Yet despite raw sex every night, she was the one left barren while Sophia conceived first.
Jealousy burned inside her. Inferiority toward the noble former priestess, the feeling of having her husband's seed stolen—it all festered.
But Rachel was the Countess.
She wiped her tears and fixed her makeup. What was done was done.
'Fine... I lost this round. But next time, it'll be me. My belly will swell faster.'
She forced herself to steady her heart and went to congratulate Sophia.
"Lady Sophia... Congratulations. Truly... a great blessing."
Rachel smiled, but her eyes remained tinged with red.
"Thank you, my lady..."
Sophia couldn't meet her gaze.
The metallic scent of menstrual blood and Rachel's bitter expression—Sophia, as a woman, understood her pain all too well. Guilt and gratitude warred inside her.
Their exchange was brief and awkward before they hurriedly parted.
Any longer, and the wounds would only deepen.
[Maid's Lounge]
Led by Nancy, the maids buzzed with gossip about Sophia's pregnancy.
Then—the shadows in the closet rippled.
"Hey! Quit hiding and come out already. Don't just jump out and scare us."
Ella snapped, and from the darkness emerged the succubus Bella.
After submitting to Lucian, she had become part of the household—though her attire remained as lewd as ever.
"Hohoho... Caught me? I was gonna surprise you, but you ruined the fun."
Bella licked her lips, her eyes glazed with lust as she stared into space.
"By the way... what must it feel like to carry our master's child?"
Her hand rubbed her flat stomach. As a succubus, she could never conceive—and that unknown sensation twisted into perverse curiosity.
"Imagine it... your belly swollen like a mountain in late pregnancy..."
Her voice grew thick with arousal.
"Your womb packed tight with a baby... and then our master's huge cock slamming into you from behind. Your vaginal walls would clamp down like a vise from the fetal pressure, wouldn't they? Like they're trying to snap his dick off..."
"...!!"
The maids gaped in shock, but Bella didn't stop.
"And with every thrust—bang, bang
—the baby inside would greet the tip of his cock through that thin wall.
'Hi, Daddy! You're making Mommy feel so good right now!'
"
Bella twisted her legs together, writhing.
"And how would our master feel, ravaging the pussy of a woman carrying his child? Would the taboo drive him wild, make him fuck her harder, deeper?
Nngh
... Just thinking about it makes me wet..."
"Ugh! You crazy bitch! You're disgusting!"
Ella recoiled in horror.
But Bella's obscene, blasphemous fantasy had already seared itself into the innocent maids' minds—especially Riri's.
The image of heavily pregnant women submitting to Lucian.
It was terrifying—yet an undeniable, thrilling curiosity.
(Though in reality, they should be careful...)
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