"If you want to?" Lucien asked, his voice a low, teasing rumble.

Meghan rolled her eyes weakly, though her chest was heaving with anticipation. "Like you haven’t done it before... just don’t make me wait, Lucien."

Lucien only smiled at her, a dark, incredibly confident expression.

He reached down, grabbing his massive, stone-hard dick, and guided the thick tip against her swollen pussy lips. Slowly, deliberately, he began to insert it.

Meghan let out a sharp cry, her eyes widening as her walls stretched to their absolute limits. "Ah! Wait—it’s too big! It feels like it got even bigger than before!"

"Well," Lucien murmured, leaning down to press his weight against her, "maybe It’s because that was a half me which is nothing compared to me by the way, this is me."

With a sudden, deep push, he buried himself to the hilt. Meghan let out a breathless sob, her hands flying up to grip his back as he began pounding her slowly.

She started moaning out loud, screaming his name into the empty air like he was about to kill her with his huge dick.

"Lucien!!!!!!" She screamed.

The slow, heavy friction was agonizingly perfect, but Lucien didn’t keep the gentle pace for long. He accelerated his tempo, fucking her like never before, his movements turning into a ruthless, primal rhythm.

SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

He pounded her relentlessly, his heavy scrotal sac hitting against her butt with a powerful, loud rhythm that reverberated heavily through the room.

Outside, the corridor remained entirely serene; any time Lucien fucked someone, his instincts ensured he used a layer of high-tier shadow and light magic to make the room perfectly soundproof.

No one could hear the absolute debauchery happening within.

He started going in and out so fast that Meghan completely lost her mind. Instead of backing away, she wanted it even deeper, desperately holding onto his hips, her nails scratching his skin as she tried to guide him to place it in well.

Every thrust drove deeper into her womb, sending an overwhelming sensation of white-hot waves hitting every single inch of her spine.

It was too much to bear. Her internal walls clamped down aggressively as she violently cummed around him for the third time.

Before she could slip away, Lucien caught her waist and positioned her again. This time, he sat at the edge of the plush bed and pulled her over his lap, forcing her to straddle him.

He gripped her waist firmly as her butt began to jump up and down on his huge dick, her weight driving him deeper with every bounce.

Utilizing a minor strain of his system’s physical manipulation, Lucien deliberately added a single centimeter of length to his shaft while inside her.

Meghan’s head snapped back, her eyes opening wide in pure shock. "Ahhh! It’s so heavy now... Lucien, no! I feel like I’m going to break!"

"Don’t worry, love," Lucien soothed her, his voice dropping into a dark, hypnotic purr as his hands anchored her hips. "You won’t break. Maybe after I’m entirely done with you, but not yet."

He picked up the pace, moving faster and rougher from below. Lucien started groaning just as loud as her, the raw pleasure of her tight, clamping heat pulling his core to the limit.

The friction turned blistering until they both reached the climax at the exact same time.

Meghan released a very loud, high-pitched scream that could have burst the heavy wood of the door, her body collapsing completely forward against his chest as she fell fast asleep from pure exhaustion.

Lucien gently laid her down on the center of the bed, her legs slightly parted as thick white cum slowly dripped from her core, staining the sheets.

He slid out from under her, his body still radiating an unholy heat. He turned his gaze back to Serena, who was lying naked on the other side of the bed, her translucent blue eyes watching his every move with an intense, unyielding submission.

"Are you ready for yours?" Lucien asked, standing over her.

"I’m all yours, master... fill me," Serena whispered, her voice trembling with a potent mixture of lust and complete devotion.

Lucien paused, a calculating look passing over his handsome features. "I thought all female priests who want to become a minor god have to remain pure virgins, or at least not indulge in illicit sex when they aren’t married. Do you really want this, Serena? You’ll be throwing away your standing in the Church."

Serena offered a small, wicked smirk, her cheeks flushing as she reached out to touch his knee. "I highly doubt the angels are watching over us right now, Lucien. Besides, I know you will have a thing or two to protect us—your priests. You wouldn’t let them harm me."

Lucien’s smirk matched hers, his heart swelling with a dark pride. "Well, that’s my girl. Come here so I can make your wish come true, my lovely one." And that was actually true since he had a cloaking spell that could actually hide them from any mortal or immortal.

Serena crawled toward him, her large breasts swaying beautifully as she moved. Lucien sat back down on the edge of the bed and pulled her directly onto his lap, her thighs wrapping around his hips.

He leaned in, locking his eyes onto hers.

"I love you," he murmured, his voice rich and genuine.

"Well you wouldn’t know how my amount is much more than yours." She replied and he smiled.

He leaned down, aggressively sucking on her large breast, his mouth pulling the heavy mound into his lips as his hands guided his thick shaft to her opening. With a slow, unyielding upward thrust, Lucien pushed forward.

Serena’s eyes closed tightly, a sharp gasp escaping her lips, before they snapped wide open the next second as Lucien ruthlessly broke straight through her hymen, claiming her innocence and sealing her soul to his forever.

"Lucien... oh, gods, Lucien!" she cried out, her breath hitching in a desperate, ragged gasp. "It’s... you’re so deep... it feels like you’re filling my entire body!"