Morgana: The Mother Of All-Chapter 271: Make me yours

"Phew... thanks," Soraka sighed in relief and she showed me her cutie tooth, but she didn't leave. I guess she wanted to stay and watch me put a baby inside the elf. And that was fine with me, she can be my audience and I can show her how to treat an elf lover.

I made my way, with slow but steady steps. My gaze was sharp, hungry, and predatory. My tongue slipped between my lips, moistening them as I imagined where my mouth would be very soon.

"Hmm," Leaf whimpered, her thighs pressing together—or trying to. The sheer amount of cum still leaking from her pussy made it impossible. Her stomach gurgled softly, the weight of Soraka's seed sloshing inside her with every shaky breath.

And yet, her fingers reached for me. What about that thick horse cock? Well... I was tempted to ride it, but duty comes first.

"Morgana..." Her voice was raw, needy. "I—I need—"

"I know."

I knelt between her legs, the heat of her body already pulling me in like a magnet. My hands found her hips, lifting them just enough so I could get a better look—at her flushed, ruined pussy, glistening with Soraka's cum and still twitching in anticipation. Her belly gave another soft gurgle, swollen with centaur seed, but that didn't stop her from parting her thighs wider for me, a silent invitation drenched in desperation.

"I'll give you everything," I murmured, lowering my mouth to her trembling core. "But let me clean you first."

Leaf cried out as my tongue slid through her folds, savoring the mix of her slick and Soraka's lingering essence. Her legs jerked, her hands scrambling to grasp at my hair, my shoulders—anything to anchor herself as I devoured her like a starving beast. The scent of her, the taste of her, the way her body reacted to every flick of my tongue—it drove something primal in me to the surface.

Need. Ache. Lust. Desperation.

I needed more, and Leaf seemed ready to give everything, even her own body—broken, used, and used again. I wondered what her reaction would be if I gave her the memories of her time in the tower as my breeding slave.

Would she cry, get angry or would she beg me to make her my slave again? To use and destroy her body, just like before.

Pushing Leaf's legs over my shoulders I exposed her inner parts fully, as I stared into a pool of sticky cum inside her, with a growl I shoved my head inside. My tongue licked the bottom of her inside like a cave as I began to gather her and Soraka's love juices.

Leaf's moans increased as I feasted from her depths, my lips locking around her tight opening, making a vacuum inside my mouth as I sucked out a wave of liquids, causing Leaf's body to jolt. I even modified my tongue to be longer like that of a snake just to reach the deepest part of her womb, where the most tasty treat resided.

"You were made for this," I growled between licks, staring up at her desperate, pleading expression. My lips and chin were dripping with her slick and cum, my fingers digging into her hips. "For me."

Yeah... I was the one who gave her this thick body.

She sobbed my name, her voice shattering as another orgasm slammed through her, her walls fluttering helplessly around nothing. But that wouldn't last.

I rose, dragging my mouth up her belly, her breasts, her neck, tasting the salty sheen of sweat and the faint taste of seed pushed up by her churning womb. My cocks, now fully hard and dripping, throbbed with the promise of what was to come. Leaf's eyes locked onto mine—still dazed, still full of that yearning—and I saw it.

The need. The surrender. The choice.

She wanted me to claim her, not just treat her like an animal. She wanted the bond, the future. She wanted to be filled again—this time with purpose.

"You sure about this, Leaf?" I asked, my tip pressing against her soaked entrance. "Once I start, there's no turning back. You'll be mine. For good."

Her answer came in the form of her legs wrapping tight around my hips and a fierce pull that brought me flush against her. Her voice was hoarse, trembling, but there was no hesitation. No uncertainty.

Only pure, desperate want.

"Make me yours."

With a deep growl, I merged my two cocks into one and pushed in—slow, deliberate, letting her feel every inch. Her breath hitched, then caught fire, a guttural moan breaking from her lips as I filled her, stretched her, and claimed her. Her heels dug into the small of my back, her voice growing in volume with every slow thrust.

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"Haaaah! T-Too deep—! Y-you're... too deeeep—" Leaf wailed, tears spilling down her cheeks.

Her body quaked beneath me, every shudder rippling through her swollen belly as I sank deeper, my cock reshaping her insides to fit me—only me. The wet squelch of Soraka's seed being forced out around my girth mingled with Leaf's ragged cries, her nails clawing at my shoulders as if she could pull me closer still.

"Nngh—Morgana!" Her voice was a broken, breathless thing, her fingers clawing at my shoulders. "I—I can feel you—filling me—!"

I growled, rolling my hips in slow, deep circles, savoring the way her tight little cunt stretched around me. Her belly, now empty from Soraka's load, bulged slightly more with every inch I claimed. The sight alone was enough to make my cock throb—her body, mine, marked inside and out.

"That's right," I purred, dragging my tongue along the shell of her ear before biting down just hard enough to make her squeal. "You take me so well, Leaf. Like you were made for this."

Her squeal melted into a trembling moan, her body arching up to meet me as if she could fuse herself to my very core. The way her walls fluttered around me, desperate and needy, only stoked the fire roaring in my veins. I could feel every twitch, every pulse of her, like her body was singing my name with every thrust.

My mate.

My breeder.

"Made for me," I repeated, my voice a low growl as I gripped her hips tighter, pinning her beneath me. Her swollen belly pressed against my abdomen, a soft, warm reminder of what she'd already endured—and what I was about to give her.

"You're mine now, Leaf. No curse, no queen, no one on this earth is going to change that—you hear me, little elf? You are. Mine."

Her emerald eyes flickered with something raw—relief, maybe, or gratitude—before they rolled back, lost to the pleasure as I drove into her harder. The wet slap of our bodies echoed through the air, the table creaking beneath us with every hard thrust. My balls tightened with the familiar pressure of approaching orgasm, and I reached up to cup her chin, forcing her dazed eyes to meet mine.

"Gonna breed you so fucking good," I growled, my pace turning relentless, each thrust driving her higher, harder. "Gonna make sure you feel me for days."

"N-never—ahh!—never let me go," she whimpered, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. Her hands slid up my arms, clutching at me with a desperation that went beyond lust. "I—I want it... your seed... your mark... everything..."

The words hit me like a punch, igniting something feral and possessive deep in my chest. My thrusts grew sharper, more relentless, each one drawing a keening cry from her lips. Her belly jiggled beneath me, her body trembling on the edge of breaking, and I could feel it—the moment building, the pressure coiling tight in my core.

"You'll have it," I snarled, leaning down to capture her mouth in a bruising kiss. My tongue plunged past her lips, claiming her there too, swallowing her moans as I fucked her deeper. "Every drop. Every fucking piece of me."

And with that, the dam burst, and I roared my release into her.

My seed flooded her in thick, pulsing waves, each spurt forcing a choked gasp from her lips. Her womb, once hollow and cursed, now drank greedily from me, her belly rounding nicely beneath my weight as I pumped her full.

"M-Morgana—!" she sobbed, her legs shaking violently around my waist. "I—I can feel it—!"

I growled, grinding deeper, ensuring not a single drop escaped. My fingers tangled in her hair, tilting her head back so I could watch her face—the way her lips trembled, the way her eyes fluttered between pleasure and overwhelmed delirium.

"That's right," I rumbled, my voice rough with satisfaction. "Take it all. Every last drop."

Swiftly I used my divine energy to bless her womb as I used my "Egg Transfer" to take one of her ovum and impregnate it with my divine seed before planting it back nicely inside her womb.

Ding!

[Congratulations, you have successfully impregnated your partner: Elf race]

'Nice, elf daughters acquired'