Chapter 1294: It’s... A Start

Luteia chuckled softly into my ear and nodded, her lips brushing against my shoulder before she groaned "You are... making it rather difficult for me to... for me to think right now... Renna..! Oh Goddesses...", sending a shiver down my spine.

A smirk tugged at my lips thanks to the praise without me realizing, my body reacting honestly even though I mentally clicked my tongue at her for taking so damn long to understand that we were very compatible lovers.

Luteia knew how to fuck me well, and I knew exactly what this Deerkin needed whenever we were in bed together... so how did everything else go so damn wrong between us?!

Well... besides the rather obvious answer of me being unable to get pregnant...

Smacking my ass back down onto her thighs, I started riding her harder than before, basking in how she was squeezing my hips to try and spur me on to be even quicker, to take her dick even deeper; the Queen was panting softly against my shoulder for a few seconds before pulling back, her gaze dropping down below as she watched me fuck myself on her Royal cock.

I could feel how badly she wanted to move, feel the raw desire rolling off of her in waves as she just sat there; the fact that she was maintaining control was impressive, especially after I started rolling my hips in a way that made her groan loudly with her cock throbbing between my lower lips.

"Then don’t think, Luteia... just enjoy..."

It might have been that, maybe it was just the length at which I had been riding her, but either way the result was the same; she groaned again and slammed her hips upwards, spearing her cock into my womb and grunting each time her cock sprayed a barrage of semen against the top of my most intimate spot.

I forgave her again for breaking her promise, understanding that it might have just been a bit too much or that she was simply unable to hold on any longer, but I didn’t stop my movements; I kept gyrating my hips even as she came, milking her for all she had and filling my womb up with her potent seed.

Aziza’s cub was already there, occupying the singular space within me that was available for another’s child, so despite having thick, creamy semen that was overflowing with virility, Luteia sadly wasn’t able to impregnate me right now.

I could also feel the desire she had to do just that in how thick her sperm was, each rope splashing against the top of my womb before gathering right above my cervix, pooling together like hot milk in a bowl.

Luteia always had abundant loads, but this was another that felt different than what I remembered; it was absurdly thick and it just kept shooting out of her cock, scorching my womb and attempting to mark me as hers even though we both had agreed to go our separate ways.

It was trying to reignite the spark that we once shared all on its own, and dammit if it wasn’t almost working... but good breeding sex wasn’t going to make me forget everything, even if it was a good way to start mending what we had.

Sliding her hands up from my hips and wrapping them around my midriff, Luteia hugged me close and murmured "I haven’t cum this hard in... Goddesses know how long. Renna, I know we only just started talking - barely at that - but seriously... I..."

Before she could continue on she paused, considering her words carefully and allowing me to lean back into her firm, sculpted chest as I murmured "You have to go through Astra, Luteia... that’s just how it is going to have to be. I... don’t really know what to think, what to feel. I need the time, and... most importantly, I need to make sure she agrees. That she understands as well."

My former lover pressed her lips against my shoulder and nodded, her embrace tightening ever so slightly as she refused to let me go this instant, which... admittedly, was something that I was rather happy of in this moment of time.

"Renna, I... Will you allow me to take the lead this time..? To make love to you the way I used to..? Can you let me be selfish... again..?"

The question came out hesitant, the usually confident and arrogant Deerkin’s voice shaking ever so slightly while her tone was quieter than usual, making my heart flutter softly in my chest while my womb seemingly attempted to kiss her cock, clenching around it and brushing against her flared tip.

Emotionally I wasn’t certain that I wanted her to fuck me the way she used to, but physically my body was yearning for me to let her stab her long cock repeatedly into the top of my womb, to let her churn her abundance of seed into butter as she fucked me with the sole intent of draining her balls inside of me.

I always viewed myself as a controlled person who could balance her desires with what she knew to be best, but perhaps the frivolity of Astra’s lifestyle had begun to truly rub off on me, because despite knowing that this was giving Luteia an inch in this ’battle’ we were locked in, I still leaned back and brushed my lips against hers.

"As long as you don’t hold back..."

That breathless moan made the Queen growl in agreement, and before I knew it she flaunted her strength as she lifted me up and broke free from my ’restraints’, spinning us around and bending me over the chair we had just shared.

Grabbing at the armrests, I shifted my legs apart and welcomed Luteia back into my life for this brief moment, surrendering my body to her and lurching forwards as she started to pound me harder than even Taura tended to manage.

The sheer power in her hips as she slammed into my ass was absurd, while the length of her cock made me gasp each time it crashed into the top of my womb, sending a flurry of pained euphoria racing up my spine.

Along the way it wrapped around my heart and squeezed, reminding me of the love that had once burnt hot there before racing into my head and muddling it; I couldn’t moan even though I wanted to because of how hard she was fucking me, leaving only the quiet gasps and loud claps to be heard in the gardens.