I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 192 - The First Flicker of Life ❤

"Ahhh! Ahhhh! Fuck! Ahhhh! Ahhh!"

It's been almost fifteen more minutes since we've finished our first attempt with Cornelia, and here we are, still trying to get her pregnant on the quite lewd altar. I say trying, because after stuffing her hungry snatch with so much of my seed, we should be certain she is going to pop out a whole damn football team when we are done, including the coach.

Currently, my beautiful magician rests her tummy on the surface of the altar while strongly gripping the far edge of it as I pound her right into the divine counter from behind. Her tender buttcheeks are already fairly red from how much my pelvis has been smacking against them with our quite passionate coupling. The chamber is still filled with echoing slapping of flesh as she throws her ass back at me with relentless vigour.

I have long lost count of how many times I exploded inside Cornelia's tight channel, which seems just oh so much more desperate to squeeze me in its excited contractions than usual. But, we have already established that long ago. This incredible lady is just that eager for us to finally enter the next step in our relationship. Even though we might have skipped one, involving a few public vows.

That can still be fixed later, though.

"Al! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Don't slow down, you bastard!" Cornelia shouts at me while shooting me a glare over her bare shoulder.

I snicker and shake my head. She's become so damn sensitive to pick up even the slightest hint of my thoughts wandering off. And she still has to clench her teeth from the massive pleasure we are both involved in.

"I pity all the men of this world if our daughter inherits her mother's temper." I smirk at her and lean forward to reaffirm my grip on her shapely waist.

Cornelia clearly aims to snap back at me with one of her witty responses I love so much, but I shut her mouth with a mighty shove that takes away her ability to form coherent words. Hammering into her pussy fast and hard as per her wish, I rain kisses and pecks on her shoulders and neck, enjoying the mighty moans and cries my beloved releases into the air.

Sensing another wave of pleasant contractions around my cock, I move my mouth to her cheek. "Here goes another. Take it all."

As I time my last swing with her orgasm, Cornelia's eyes almost roll to the back of her head, her knuckles going white from the force with which she grabs the edge of the altar. A long, alluring cry breaks out of her throat as she peaks for the n-th time. My load fills any remaining space in her wrecked love nest before leaking out in copious amounts as I pull out. A literal waterfall of white pours from between her spread folds, and from how it looks, it can continue for hours.

"Haaaah... Haaaaah... Goddess almighty..." The charming mage pants heavily with her chest slammed into the altar's surface.

I place a kiss on her flushed cheek, consulting my mental clock. "We need to start getting you cleaned up, love, or we won't make it in time. We have less than five minutes."

Before I can step back, she catches my wrist with a surprising speed and strength. "No... Please... Just one more... For a good measure..."

A small chuckle escapes my lips but I smile kindly at the definitely somewhat desperate woman under me. I can't help but want to reassure her even more, even further. I really didn't think trying for a child would affect my dear Cornelia so much. Again, with trying not being the correct word in our case.

Or maybe she is just this much into a fertile act.

"We'll be late. And even with my boosts, your pussy can take only so much pounding. Don't worry. I know you are pregnant. I'm sure of it. With how hard you worked for it, there is not the slightest shadow of doubt. Come on. Before you end up bedridden because of too much dicking." I affectionately brush our lips together while threading my fingers through her hair.