“Do it anyway,” she commanded. “You can always return to my throne room at a later date and demonstrate more mating positions. But for now, I wish to see a mating come to its natural conclusion.”
Well, I doubted we would ever come back here together but right now all I wanted was to feel Vik’tor spurting inside me—all I wanted was to feel his hot cum bathing the mouth of my womb.
“Do it, Vik’tor,” I moaned, hanging my head and pushing my ass up into the air, giving him an even better angle. “You heard the Empress—do it—come in me! Spurt your cum deep in my pussy and fill me up!’
I don’t know where I learned to dirty-talk like that—the words just seemed to jump to my lips at that very moment. Wherever they came from, they certainly fired Vik’tor up.
“All right, baby—you asked for it,” he growled, tightening his grip on my hips, until I was sure I was going to have bruises the next day. “Spread those legs even wider for me. Open up so I can fuck youhardand come in youdeep.”
Moaning, I did as he said. My breasts were swaying with every deep thrust now and I could feel his heavy sac slapping against my open pussy, teasing my throbbing clit and threatening to make me come harder than I ever had in my life.
“Vik’tor!” I moaned, his name like a prayer on my lips. “Vik’tor, fuck me—come in me! Make me yours!”
“Gods, baby, if only I could,” he growled. And then his fucking got even faster and harder until he was damn well slamming into me, stretching my little pussy with his thickness as he fucked me like I had begged him to.
Finally, I felt my orgasm beginning to wash over me. Maybe it was the kinky situation—after all, I had never done it in front of an audience before. Or maybe it was the different combinations we’d been trying. But for whatever reason, I felt my pussy starting to clench around his thick shaft as waves of pleasure rolled over me.
“Gods, baby—I can feel you coming!” Vik’tor groaned. “It’s like your sweet little pussy is milking the cum right out of me!”
“Come in me!” I moaned, backing to meet him shamelessly. “Fuck me and fill me up, Vik’tor!”
“Gods, baby—can’t help it anymore!” he groaned.
And then he rammed himself home inside me and I felt the head of his cock press hard against the mouth of my womb. With a low, almost agonized groan, Vik’tor began to shoot in me.
I felt it happening—though I’ve never felt anything with a human man at that moment. Maybe Vik’tor’s spurts were stronger or hotter or he just made a hell of a lot more cum, but for whatever reason I could feel every single spurt of creamy cum bathing the mouth of my womb with heat and wetness.
I groaned, and Vik’tor did too. “Gods, baby, so tight!” he moaned and for an endless moment in time, we were frozen together. And for just a minute, I almost thought I felt the thick knot at the base of his cock sliding into me.
But then, at the last moment, Vik’tor pulled back and the feeling of being locked together was gone.
The waves of pleasure were still coursing through me, though and in that moment, the world seemed to fade away and I saw something else entirely.
“That which may be,”a voice whispered in my ear.“If you do well, you may bring it to pass…”
And then I saw the throne room just as it was now with the Rainbow Empress sitting on her throne. But then someone new came into the picture—it was the Dark Emperor, I realized. I recognized him from the magic mirror image the Empress had shown us.
The Emperor was as big as I had thought he must be—ten feet tall at least. He towered over everyone in the room and his black hair, piercing black eyes, and the deep purple of his skin contrasted sharply with the pastel rainbow tones of the Empress.
As I watched, the Emperor stepped up to the seventh step and knelt on one knee before the crystal throne.
“Empress Shalaya the Twenty-second and one half—I am your missing half. Will you join with me and try to make our people whole again?” he rumbled in a voice as deep as thunder.
The Empress rose and held out her hands to him…
And then the vision faded.
“Oh!” I gasped, blinking and trying to come back to myself. “Oh Sweet baby Jesus!”
Vik’tor leaned forward and I realized he was still inside me.
“What’s wrong, baby?” he murmured. “Did you see something?”
“I…I’ll tell you later,” I whispered, feeling weak. “But Vik’tor—I feel like I’m about to fall over.”
“Can’t have that, can we?” he murmured. “Hang on, baby.”
When he finally pulled out of me, I felt a rush of heat and wetness come out. Looking down between my legs I saw a white, pearly cream coating my inner thighs.