Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!-Chapter 126: The King Morning Delight***

Rosetta and Evelyn giggled, clearly thrilled by his surrender. After a quick discussion, Rosetta took the lead, straddling him with confidence.

"Since you're our prisoner, you're not allowed to do anything," she purred, helping him sit upright.

Claude gave a low chuckle as she turned her back to him, settling into his lap. His cock nestled between her soft thighs, and he let out a hiss at the warmth and pressure.

"Damn… are you going to tease me with your thighs now?" he asked, his hands sliding along her waist, pulling her closer.

"I was thinking about it," she hummed. "But it's a shame Evelyn's so impatient…"

Before he could respond, Rosetta lifted herself slightly and spread her folds open with her fingers, trying to guide him inside. But it was difficult—and painful.

She was a virgin.

Claude's teasing expression softened. He reached between her legs, slipping two fingers inside her slowly, working to stretch and wet her entrance for him.

"Hnngh… Y-Your Majesty…" Rosetta moaned, her body shivering from the gentle intrusion.

He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Don't cum yet," he whispered.

"You want to feel what it's like to cum from my cock, don't you?" His teeth grazed her earlobe, making her tremble even more.

"A-Ahhh… but… you don't have to be this intense…"

She whimpered, jolting when his fingers curled inside her and pressed against her sweet spot. The pleasure hit her like a wave, leaving her breathless.

Then, without warning, Claude grabbed her waist and lifted her just slightly—before thrusting into her in one slow, deep push.

"AAAHHH!!! Y-YOUR MAJESTY!!!"

Rosetta cried out, her voice cracking with the sudden pain. Tears welled in her eyes.

For someone so gently raised, so carefully protected her whole life, this was a new kind of agony.

"It'll pass. Just breathe…" Claude murmured, holding her close.

But he didn't stop there.

He tilted her chin up and kissed her deeply. His other hand found her breast, fingers toying with her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

Their tongues tangled, lips crushed together until the pain began to melt into something warmer and hot.

When their kiss finally broke, Claude's lips lingered against hers.

"If you knew it would hurt, you should've just left everything to me."

Rosetta pouted, cheeks flushed. "I didn't think it'd hurt that much… My pussy was already being stretched by those tentacles all night…" she mumbled, embarrassed.

Claude chuckled, his mouth finding hers again, and kissed her deep.

His hips moved in a slow rhythm, each thrust sliding his cock deeper into Rosetta's slick, aching pussy. The pain still lingered, causing her to pull away from the kiss and clutch his hands tightly.

"Ugh… It still hurts," she whispered, voice trembling as she tried to endure.

It felt like he was splitting her in two—her insides burned with long hot metal inside.

Claude, however, remained patient, savoring every inch of her. She was tight, her walls clinging to him like a vice.

He knew she was fresh—untouched until now—and he had to be careful not to break her too quickly.

Then, with a deeper thrust, he found it.

Rosetta's back arched as her mouth fell open. "AHHH—! Your Majesty!"

Her eyes widened, her entire body convulsing in shock and pleasure. He had found her sweet spot, and it lit up her nerves like fire.

"Oh? You're the kind who can't hold back when it feels good, huh?" he murmured, amused, feeling her pussy tighten around him with every tremble.

She was already fluttering around him, so warm, so needy—it made him hiss through clenched teeth.

"AHHH!!! NGHHHNNN!!! FELT SO GOOD, YOUR MAJESTY!!!" Rosetta's eyes turned hazy as the pleasure went through her body like a wave.

"Fucking hell… Rosetta, are you already close? You want to cum that badly?"

She whimpered, trying to speak but only managing a nod.

Claude smirked. "Not yet."

He shifted their position, pushing her forward until she was on all fours. Her hair fell over her shoulder, her back arched beautifully, and her ass tilted up for him.

"We're not done yet," he growled, driving into her again, deeper this time, eliciting another cry from her lips as she clutched the sheets.

Evelyn could only watch at first, mouth slightly parted, a small line of drool slipping down her chin as her gaze fixated on Claude—on his body, on how he moved, and the way Rosetta responded to his every thrust.

Her legs trembled in need as she approached, her shy nature was no more. Reason had long gone because of the pleasure she felt yesterday.

All she could think about was him—his body, his voice, his cock.

She brushed trembling fingers across his sculpted abs, feeling the ridges of his muscles.

Her breath hitched as she leaned closer and pressed her lips to his, kissing him deeply.

Claude responded without hesitation, sliding his tongue against hers, dominating the kiss. Evelyn melted, allowing him to do as he pleased.

When their lips finally parted, she was breathless.

"Impatient?" he asked, his voice low, teasing.

Evelyn gave a small, desperate nod. "Yes…"

Without another word, she leaned down, her lips wrapping around the shaft slick with Rosetta's arousal.

She licked along the veins, collecting every drop with care, moaning softly at the taste.

Claude let out a hiss, groaning at the mix of sensations.

He didn't stop his thrusts—slow but powerful, each one making Rosetta cry out louder beneath him.

"OHHH! AHHHH! YOUR MAJESTY! I—CAN'T—CUMMM!"

Her scream rang out as her entire body convulsed beneath him. Her legs trembled violently, and as her cum sprayed across the sheets, soaking it.

Her eyes rolled back, her limbs limp, every nerve lit with pleasure too strong to contain.

But Claude didn't stop.

His pace grew more intense, the wet squelch of their bodies echoing in the room.

Rosetta's pussy clenched tightly around him in her aftershocks, desperate to milk him dry, even as her body couldn't take it anymore and just move along with Claude.

"Nghhh... Your Majesty... So good, your cock so good..."

That's the only thing she could mumble. But nevertheless, her pussy was still responding to his dick, welcoming him with a nice thick liquid and the way her muscle keep tightening on him.

It was all so delicious.

While Evelyn's hand moved to gently fondle his balls, her touch soft and teasing, sending pleasure through him.

"Fuck…" Claude groaned, sweat trailing down his temple.

He leaned over Rosetta, lips brushing her ear. "Hear that, Rosetta?" he murmured. "I love your pussy… So get a hold of yourself. Don't you dare pass out on me yet."

"Ahhh...ngghhh... Yeshhhh..."

She was so sensitive now that every movement made her legs spasm beneath him.

Claude could feel how her inner walls pulsed with each thrust—clinging to him, trying to keep him deep.

She was close to her limit. And so was he.

'Would it be alright if I made her pregnant?' he wondered, eyes narrowing as he stared at her flushed, helpless body.

After deciding Claude gripped Rosetta's hips tightly, slamming into her one final time with a force that made her cry out.

Her body arched beneath him, her walls tightening like crazy.

"AHH!!! YOUR MAJESTY!!! CUMMM!" she screamed, her voice breaking as pleasure crashed through her once again, leaving her trembling.

At the same moment, Claude let himself go. Instead of spilling deep inside her, he pulled out at the last second. Thick ropes of hot cum painted her lower back and thighs as he exhaled harshly.

Rosetta collapsed onto the soaked sheets, panting, her body twitching with leftover spasms.

Evelyn crawled closer. Without hesitation, she leaned down and ran her tongue along Rosetta's back, licking up every drop of his seed.

Her movements were desperate, her cheeks flushed. She swallowed each mouthful as if it were nectar from the gods, not caring about the mess, only focused on the taste that now consumed her thoughts.

Claude watched her with a crooked smirk, his chest rising and falling.

"What a filthy little thing," he murmured, voice thick with amusement. "You like my semen and cock that much, huh?"

Evelyn looked up at him with cum clinging to the corner of her mouth, her eyes unfocused, drunk on desire.

"Yes, Your Majesty… it's so good. Addicting. I can't think of anything else," she whispered, licking a stray line from her cheek.

"Then, clean my cock now, don't let anything left."