Mr. Kadan in the Deep Forest - Chapter 66

“Ah! Hih! Ha! Kadan—ngh! I’m gonna—ah!”

The rapid, deep strokes tipped her over the second climax again. Her walls milked him desperately as she convulsed.

Guh—! This time, Kadan couldn’t hold back and flooded her deepest recesses with his c*m.

Before the last tremors of climax could fade, he thrust deep once more, pushing his release even further inside her.

Yet despite his efforts, pearly streaks soon leaked from where they were joined. Perhaps it was because she was in the air. Kadan clicked his tongue in disapproval before lifting her, still impaled, and carrying her to the bed.

Luna trembled uncontrollably and looked up at Kadan.

“Ah—Kadan, p-please pull out! You keep moving inside—hng!—It feels too good, I—ah!—I can’t take it…”

“Are you demanding I pull out after just one round? How cruel.”

He laid Luna down and bracing his hands on either side of her face before rolling his hips slowly. Hihk! Luna shuddered violently and locked her arms around his neck.

“Ngh, I—I can’t! Inside, it’s—ah!—overwhelming…”

“Endure it. Unless you don’t want my child.”

“Hah… Your… child?”

“Yes.”

“Your—ah!—child?”

“Yes. Mine and yours.”

He said that while thrusting repeatedly until his coarse curls met Luna’s curve. As his thing recovered it was preparing to flood her a second time.

“Hah… But—ah!—you’re crushing me… How could a—ngh!—baby take root like this…?”

“It will. The more I fill you.”

“But—ah!—you’re too—ah! AH!—Kadan! You’re too big! You’ll—hah!—ruin me—!”

“Who are you comparing me to?”

Ruth? The knight commander? That unicorn king? Or the slave trader that once owned her? He knew the answer, yet their faces flashed in his mind regardless.

He had killed the king by cutting his head. The knight commander was crushed under his feet. The slaver that had taught Luna how to pleasure herself had been eradicated.

…Except Ruth still breathed. He regretted keeping Ruth alive. Should’ve disposed of him quietly. But no—if Luna ever looked for him and found him dead by Kadan’s hand, it might get him hated.

As he continued to think, Luna convulsed again. Her slender arms that were once clinging desperately, fell limp to the sheets. Something damp slicked her thighs.

Kadan glanced down—from his rough curls to her trembling legs, even the sheets beneath were soaked.

“Haha. You came again, Luna?”

Luna, who was too breathless to protest his crude phrasing, could only gasp. Her vision blurred, she fumbled across the damp sheets without shame until Kadan lowered himself to gather her body. Luna’s lips brushed his ear.

“I want your baby, Kadan.”

It was a whisper—yet it struck like thunder. Kadan’s entire body shuddered.

“…Damn it.”

Rarely one to curse, Kadan gritted his teeth. His already broad chest seemed to swell further, engulfing Luna completely. Bracing one arm against the bed, he cupped her chin with the other, forcing her to meet his gaze. So that Luna could only see him.

“Fine. I’ll plant my seed in you as you wish.”

But the truth was, her pregnancy had always been what he wanted. His already considerable length swelled further with that hunger. The length pressed insistently against her sensitive walls.

“Ngh! T-too big—ah!—it’s too much—”

“You’re sucking me in just fine.”

His voice was steady, but restraint was fraying. Every time those walls tightened rhythmically around his length, shivers raced down his spine.

If demons exist to corrupt men, then Luna would be that. He’d sell his soul without hesitation just to do this to her endlessly. No perhaps, no contract needed. His soul had been hers since the moment she first touched that forest keeper’s head.

“Ah! Ah—I’ll—melt—!”

“Doubtful. If anyone’s melting here, it’s me inside you.”

Kadan squeezed against the womb of the lovely demon. Luna’s back arched off the bed. Overwhelming pleasure short-circuiting her mind.

At that moment, her mind flashed. He was pressing where he shouldn’t.

“K-Kadan! Not there—!”

“Wait. I’ll fill you with my seed soon.”

Luna’s hips trembled violently and her hands flailed around the sheets. When her fingers scrabbled at the sheets, she found them soaked, as if she had peed on them. For a moment she felt embarrassed, yet her mouth spilled only ecstatic cries.