From Queen of Nilfgaard, to the Queen of Nekkers real quick...
All her life, Ciri has never strayed from the straight and narrow path, focusing on her role as a princess. Now of age, she's locked up in the proverbial tower, lest someone of power tries to take her away. Bored, she finds herself in the throes of lust...and what better way to slake it than with the Nekker who burrows into her bedchamber one day?
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As she instinctively wrapped her arms around his back when she fell forward against his shoulders, he shot his seed into her-ejaculating thick ropes of his sludgy gunk, so musky it was nearly foul. The rank, animalistic smell assailed her nostrils yet managed to turn her on anyway. She felt his warmth streaming into her, filling her womb with the rank, virile seed...it seemed to be never-ending, for after that first burst of cum, the Nekker-without his penis ever leaving her body-bucked his hips again and began pumping a brand-new batch of semen into her cunt. Ciri could've sworn she felt each bubble of seed climbing his shaft before being ejected as a fresh load into her seeping, overwrought hole.
Kore a Guardian is sent to a pyramid of ancient darkness with her fireteam to deal with the threat lurking within it, unknowingly ending up in a trap set by him to repopulate with any woman deemed fit for his species.