Chapter 1

Serana strode through the dense city streets. Illumia was always hot and crowded at this time of the year. The humidity rolling off the ocean did nothing to cool her skin. She wore thin blue fabric wrapped around her curvy frame; the traditional garb of a Priestess of the Light. She had joined the order as a young girl, having been taken from her parents when the Spark had been detected within her.

She sometimes wondered what her life would have been like if she had stayed with her family. Maybe she would have become a nice plump housewife, raising a brood of children on a small farm in the country as her mother had. Alas, she didn’t devote much time to these thoughts. She was quite content with her station in life. This life could be much more interesting.

The last two nights had seen a blood red moon in the sky. This was an ill omen indeed. Thousands of years ago, there had been a plan by the Prince of Lies, also known as the demon Lucian, to take over the world of the living. All creatures were cared for and loved by the Creator, and He had chosen a select few to lead humanity’s defense. General Trimarick had fought a long and hard campaign, but finally he was able to subdue Lucian’s forces and send him back to the Netherworld.

During the war Lucian had made his own selection of mortal followers. Among the Priestesses of the Light – magic-wielding women who had been chosen to defend the weak – Lucian had corrupted and seduced a small contingent of sisters. They were to remain in hiding, always recruiting more but never becoming too powerful, lest they be noticed. One day, the Priestesses of the Dark – as they called themselves – would see three nights of a blood red moon. This would be their sign that Lucius would be making his return.

As the Sun started to set, Serana knew that it would not be long before moon rise. She walked slowly up the steps towards the Palace of the Light. If the moon rose red tonight, there would likely be an emergency debate in the Hall of Faith. She would attend, but after that she would need to meet the other dark Sisters. They may have much work to do tonight.

Serana slipped into her room. At twenty-four years old she was quite young for a Sister, but she had risen in the ranks quickly. As a result, her room was very spacious, and she didn’t need to share it with anyone. Wiggling her shoulders she slipped out of the blue robes she had been wearing and stood naked in front of the tall mirror she had in her room. Serana had long blonde hair that fell in ringlets around her shoulders, the ends draped down over her chest, just above her round breasts.

They stood perky and were rather large. It was not uncommon for men in the city to stare at her chest when talking to her. Her eyes wandered up and down her form in the mirror, her gaze lingering on her nipples. She had large pink areolas and her nipples could get incredibly hard when she was aroused. She slimmed down around her waist, giving way to wide hips and right in between her legs was a soft blonde triangle of pubic hair. She smiled. Would he like her? Serana had never been with a man. Like all Priestesses of the Dark she was a virgin, and she would continue to be, at least until Lucian came.

Serana stretched out as she walked over to her large copper bath tub. Sweat beaded and collected between her breasts, remnants from the hot day. She reached out with her Spark and the room suddenly felt somewhat dryer as she drew the water in the air into the tub. She reached in with a toe. Swirling around she waited for it to heat up, her Spark helping her to make the water comfortable. She slid herself the rest of the way in, the water line moving up her body, separating the overheated part of her body with what was submerged in the cool water.

Leaning back she closed her eyes. She knew she didn’t have much time to clean herself. Soon a maid would come into her room and deliver a message, calling her to the Hall of Faith. While the Palace knew what three red moons meant, few of them knew how advanced the Dark Priestesses’ preparations were.

Sasha Nora walked through the large hallway. It was bordered every few feet by a door leading off to another hallway. Her green dress hugged her tightly and swished around her legs as she quickened her pace. All of the Sisters in the Palace had been summoned to the Hall of Faith. Sasha knew that she couldn’t communicate with any of her fellow Dark Sisters in public right now.

They were putting into place a plan that had been formed thousands of years ago by their predecessors. She noticed Serana, their leader, walking down the hall towards the gigantic cedar doors. They didn’t make eyes contact, but they both knew that tonight they wouldn’t be so unencumbered. Sasha noticed a few of the other sisters approaching the doors. Finally she reached the doors and they opened for her, reacting to the power of her Spark. Sasha stepped into the Hall of Faith and looked around.

Other Priestesses walked around frantically, all searching for their seats. Sasha sat down in hers, using a fingertip to pull her short red bangs out of her eyes. She was dressed somewhat uncomfortably, but she wanted to be pretty for later. Smoothing her skirt Sasha waited patiently. She had a role to play tonight. It was very important that Mother Melina made certain decisions tonight.

Finally, once all of the Priestesses had found their seats, a hush fell across the room. It was customary for all Sisters to fall silent as the Priory of the Light entered the Hall.

Mother Melina, Priory of the Light, Speaker of the Hall of Faith, Defender of the Weak walked slowly into the Hall. She walked along the center aisle and took a seat on the bench in front of the Throne. No one ever sat in the Throne. The Hall was designed so that sunlight would always beam in onto the Throne and it was said that the Creator sat there to preside over their meetings. Mother Melina was simply his voice.

Melina was a very pretty woman. She had light brown straight hair that fell down her neck in drapes. Her eyes were a light hazel and she was of average height. Her breasts would have been slightly above average, and though her white robes often hid them, her hips were quite wide. Mother Melina looked across at the distraught Sisters and stood up.

“Fellow Priestesses, I have received confirmation that tonight is the third straight night of the blood red moon. I know that many of you are scared, but we have prepared for this for millennia. It is true that this is the harbinger of Lucian. This is the sign that he is trying to make contact, and will soon attempt to walk on our soil again.

But as Priestesses of the Light, we must act. It is not too late for us to stop this, but for now, we must deliberate. According to the prophecy we have 6 days before Lucian is set free. So we have two decisions to make. First, we must decide how best to stop him. Secondly, we must decide how to proceed should Lucian bridge the gap between our worlds. I will now hear your thoughts.”

She sat back down as Sisters began to stand up. Melina looked over to Serana. She was a young powerful Priestess that had risen in the ranks rather quickly. She was known for being very analytical, and surely she’d have some interesting insights for tonight.

“Mother” she said with a curtsy, “it is of the utmost importance that we send as many Sisters into the Library as possible. We must unlock the Scroll of Shadows so that we can summon the power necessary to fight against Lucian. But in order to do so, many Sisters will need to channel their Spark and it will take at least a few days.”

This was a good point. The Scroll of Shadows had been passed down by former Priestesses to be read if Lucian were to return. However it took an immense amount to magic to open it, and surviving the reading would take complicated spells.

Then Sasha stood up. “Mother, we cannot waste precious resources on the Scroll. We do not even know if it will work. As far as I am concerned it is merely a legend. No, what we must do is prepare for battle. We must take the strongest Sisters and place them on our perimeter. We must also call back all Sisters that are not in the Palace. This way we can marshal and focus our forces.”

Melina didn’t agree with Sasha as far as the Scroll was concerned. She also disagreed when it came to enforcing the perimeter. She knew that the Palace could be called into a defensive state relatively easily. Sasha was a hothead though, and often called for battle. She rarely got along with the calmer and more deliberative Serana. Sasha did have a point with calling back other Priestesses though. They would need as many here as they could muster. She would send messengers as soon as she could.

Melina looked over to Lyra who was waiting her turn to speak. She was a young, pretty wood elf. As tall as a human, she was rather slender, not having quite the same plumpness that some other sisters had. For an elf though, her breasts were quite larger than normal. Melina motioned for Lyra to talk.

“Mother, if it pleases the Hall I think that we should send some of our more powerful Sisters to protect King Norin. He is very popular and he can rally the people against Lucian much more easily than we can. We may need him if it comes to war.”

Norin was indeed powerful, and his abilities to muster the human resources that may be needed to beat Lucian would far surpass the Priory of the Light, who while a powerful figure, was seen as far more aloof and academic. This was a good suggestion, something Lyra with her lack of experience rarely made.

The debate went on for the next several hours. Many of the Priestesses got chances to talk, with only a few opting to simply listen. They took several votes that night, but eventually they decided that they would send messengers to call all of the outlying Sisters back. They would also split their most powerful Sisters between protecting Norin and his cabinet and working towards opening the Scroll. The rest would go about their daily works and await orders as preparations were made.

Melina called the meeting to a close and curtsied to the Throne. Then she stood up and walked to her chambers. Unlike most nights, she was followed by an escort of Priestesses who had been trained in battle. Few would dare assault a Priory in the Palace of the Light, but Lucian had had a reputation of boldness. She still had to figure out where he would appear, but it was unlikely that his first contact would be anywhere near the Palace of the Light. She knew that when he first arrived he’d be weak and likely wouldn’t want to be in the vicinity of any Sisters.

At one hour to midnight, six black-clad, hooded women met in an old storeroom in the basement of the Palace. The room was large and full of tall shelves. This was where the Palace stored all of its most powerful magical weapons. In theory, this would be the most difficult place for an invader to assault.

The six women stood in a circle until one drew her hood. Her blonde curls fell out of the hood as she uncovered her beautiful face. Serana looked around at the other five women. All of them were young, her being the oldest at twenty-four years. They were of varying races, but all had large breasts and wide hips, almost universal signs of fertility among humanoids.

Without a word each Sister stretched an arm forward to a blank wall in a back corner of the store room. Placing their palms on the wall, a red glowing line started to form along the grouted mortar between the heavy bricks. Slowly, the bricks lost their form, becoming translucent and then disappearing altogether. The six women stepped through the opening into another room, the bricks quickly reappearing behind them.

The room they stepped into was round and very large. In equal intervals were five tall black nickel stand lamps. In the middle was a large circle with a pentagram drawn inside, each point of it stretching out to meet the stand lamps. There was nothing else in the room except the women. No other Priestesses knew about the room. It had been prepared after the original war thousands of years ago. Ever since, no one had ever entered. It was only allowed when it was time for the summoning.

Serana looked around at the other women. “Okay Sisters, you may begin.”

Each woman started to untie her robe, letting the thin silky fabric slide down their body. Serana displayed her sexy body proudly, looking around at each woman in turn. Sasha probably had the largest breasts of the humans. She hard dark nipples that sat on her perky round breasts. Like Serana, her waist was slim and her hips were large. As she bent over to slide down her robe, Serana caught a glimpse of a very plump, thick ass

Looking over at Lyra, Serana admired her lithe form. As an elf she was quite slender, but was still quite curvy. Standing next to Lyra was Dorinda. She was a dark elf. Her ebony skin was always a stark contrast to her blank white hair and her red eyes. Her body was almost identical to Lyra’s though black instead of pale white. Beside Dorinda was Kimala. As a draenei she was easily the most voluptuous and curvy of the bunch. Her ass was bigger, rounder and thicker than Serana’s and her breasts were easily at least a size beyond Sasha’s.

Finally, there was Reina. She was from the east and was unusually dark for a human. She had olive skin and hair that was as black as Dorinda’s skin. Her bright green eyes were lovely, and her strong nose and almond shaped eyes gave her an exotic look. Like Serana, she was plump and curvy. Serana raised an eyebrow as she noticed each woman had a tuft of thick pubic hair between her legs, though each had trimmed it into a different shape.

“Alright my Sisters, it is time. Assume your positions.” Serana commanded.

The five other sisters went and sat cross legged at each point of the pentagram, their backs to the tall lamps. Serana, as their leader went and sat slightly within the circle so she could lead their spell. They all reached out with the Spark, melding their magic so they could wield it as one. Serana shivered slightly as the felt the cold stone floor against her tight pussy, right between her legs. At least it wasn’t dusty.

Closing their eyes, the women began to chant, powering up their spell. For thousands of years six Priestesses of the Dark had sown the seeds of misinformation in the Palace. Little did the Priory know, Lucian would be summoned right inside this very building, by Sisters trained in the Palace’s magic. Each of the six women were incredibly powerful, but none showed it. The next ten most powerful Priestesses had been sent to protect the King and open the Scroll. As a result, they were the most powerful women in the Palace who could still exercise discretion over where they used their Spark.

Their chanting started to get louder. And suddenly green flames erupted over each of the lamps. A dull heat emanated from them, making the chilly room slightly more comfortable. The women continued their chant, each line getting a little louder.

Serana thought back to her first moments as a dark Sister. This suborder of the Palace only ever had 6 women. When one died they would find another. Usually it was hard because they needed someone pure of body, but with a corrupted mind. Serana was not hard to corrupt. Once she found out her family had been killed by the Palace, it was only a matter of time before she turned. Serana had aided in turning all of the other women here and now as the oldest she was the leader. This was the youngest group of dark Sisters that had ever been. Serana did not think this was a coincidence. Lucian could not afford to focus too much on new recruits, not at first at least.

Serana flared her nostrils as thick smoke began to fill the room. It trickled out of the green flames, which were now getting hotter. All of the women were focused however. They had to summon Lucian before midnight, so they couldn’t make any mistakes. The smoke drifted in towards the centre of the room, seeming to flow into a floating whirlpool just in front of Serana. She exhaled and continued chanting with her sisters as a bead of sweat ran down her forehead to drip off of her nose. Looking around at the other Sisters, she saw that each was getting wet with perspiration as the room heated up.

The smoke got thicker and denser as Serana felt sweat starting to collect between her breasts. It dripped down her flat tummy, and she could feel her curls tighten and plaster against her forehead, neck and shoulders. It seemed now that there was a thick ball of smoke at the centre of the pentagram with five tendrils leading out to the flames. In reality, the flames fed the ball in the middle, not the other way around.

Each woman was now soaking wet, sweat running freely down their breasts and backs. Serana licked her lips to dry them in between versus, but jumped right back into the chant. As their chants become louder and more forceful, the ball of smoke started to pulsate, seeming to get thicker and denser still.

It was 10 minutes to midnight now and the room was unbearably hot. The ball of smoke was now huge, and thick enough that no one could see through. Serana thought that if she reached out to touch it she would probably feel something corporeal and hard. The women’s chests heaved as they chanted harder, and louder, the air in the room thickening now.

Finally, with only a few seconds to midnight left, the flames winked out. That was the sign to stop chanting, so the women did. Then slowly, the lamps came back to life, this time with soft white lights instead of the eerie green from before. Serana’s mouth fell open as the room lit and he came into view. Sitting cross legged in front of her was Lucian, the demon who would rule the world.

His eyes were completely black, with no irises or pupils. His skin was a dark crimson and he had long black hair that was tied in thin braids that ended with small black beads. He grinned at her and showed her a mouth fill of sharp teeth. Leaning forward he sniffed her. “Well, hello there beautiful” he said in a gravelly voice.

Serana was awestruck and didn’t know exactly what to say. As the leader it was her job to talk to him first, so the other women stayed silent. Serana suddenly realized that Lucian smelled strongly of sulfur and something else, blood maybe?

She bit her lip and summoned her courage. She knew Lucian would never hurt her but she was still intimidated.

“H-hello Lucian. I am Serana, leader of the Priestesses of the Dark. We have summoned you to once again rule this world.”

Lucian shrugged and cocked his head.

“Well, in order for me to know that, I’m going to have to ask you a question. Only a true Priestess of the Dark could answer it properly. What is your purpose?”

Serana gulped and answered.

“We are here to offer you our wombs, so that you may breed an army. We are here to care for you and your spawn so that you may be strong enough to rule this world.”

Lucian grinned and a shiver ran down Serana’s spine as she saw his teeth again. Though she was intimidated, Serana could not help but start to get wet between her legs, her pussy starting to moisten in preparation for him. Lucian looked around at each woman who nodded in ascent, not yet allowed to speak to him. Serana was ready for the ritual. Looking up at him, she motioned for him to stand up as she got onto her knees.

 

Chapter 2

Serana knew the ritual. She had studied it since becoming a member of the Sisters of the Dark. She kept herself a virgin for her impending demon lover, often imagining him while she played with herself. It was strange. She had always thought she’d be afraid for her first time with him. Though she had been apprehensive at first, she now felt excitement. For years she had lived in anticipation of this moment, the moment when she would first feel his flesh. Finally it was here.

Looking up at the big, hulking demon, Serana leaned forward and untied the thick black loincloth that was fastened about his waist. The rag fell to his feet once she had it undone, pooling on the floor between his feet. Looking up from the loincloth, she finally came face to face with his demon cock. It hung there, thick and red like the rest of him. It was still flaccid, dangling there like a third leg between his muscular thighs. Leaning forward, she softly pressed her lips to it, his flesh burning against hers. He was hot! She suddenly realized that he was the source of the heat in the room.

Serana placed her hands on his thighs and looked up at him.

“Ohhh Master…” she cooed. “I have kept myself pure, so that you may defile me this night. Please Lucian, I want your seed” she begged, letting her tongue slither out to lick his length.

Lucian gave a chuckle, the guttural sound reverberating off the walls. “Then take me, pet” he replied, letting his own tongue slither out to lick his lips. He made sure each of the girls got a view of his tongue, the long member sliding out about a foot before rolling back into his mouth.

Serana suddenly felt herself getting wetter, as if that were even possible. Then, wrapping a hand around his thick girth she lifted his cock and began to run her small tongue against it. It felt rough to her tongue, like a fine sandpaper as she worked along his length. As she licked up and down she felt him start to stiffen, his already immense girth only thickening in her hand.

Her tongue left shiny lines of saliva on his length, making it more slippery for her. She found she had an easier time of licking him with her spit so she leaned back and collected a big wad of saliva in her mouth. Looking up at him, she spat out the gooey saliva onto his cock. Reaching in with her other hand, she started to rub it in, sliding her hands up and down as she brought her tongue to his tip, flicking it against him.

“Mmmmmmm…” Lucian let out a low groan, reaching down with one clawed hand to run into her hair. Serana’s thick blonde locks were slick with sweat so his hand slipped in easily. He made a fist, tugging at her hair, though not quite hard enough to pull her off of him.

Lucian’s cock was about a foot, and at least three inches thick in her hands as she opened her mouth. She stuck out her tongue, making her mouth as wide as possible as she leaned forward and took his head into her mouth. It barely fit, but she relaxed and leaned in further, trying to take in more of it. She looked up at him and was happy to see him grinning down at her, his teeth shiny and sharp in his mouth. His muscular chest heaved, expanding and contracting as she took more and more of him in.

“Good girl” Lucian whispered, though even his whispers seemed to echo through the entire room.

A bead of sweat ran down Serana’s forehead as she took a little more of him in. He was almost to her throat now, her jaw stretching open to take him deeper.

Lucian slid a second hand into her hair, moaning as he placed his palms on the back of her skull. Then, without any warning, Lucian thrust his hips forward while pulling her face against him. Serana’s eyes popped open as his tip pushed into her throat, stretching it around its girth as it pushed past her tonsils. Serana tried to yell, but it only came out as a wet gurgling sound, thick lines of spit oozing out of her mouth to run down her chin. Lucian slid out a bit to give her some air. She filled her nose with it, worried she may have suffocated. But then, just as she was feeling safe again, he rammed his cock in a second time.

Serana moaned loud, reaching forward to grab his ass, feeling how hard and muscular he was. As Lucian’s hips fell into a rhythm she found it easier to breathe between his thrusts. Her big breasts swayed as he slid in and out of her mouth. Each time he pulled out, more of her spit leaked from her, now landing in thick gobs on her tits.

As she took him over and over again, Serana began to hear him moaning, louder and louder. Looking up she saw his eyes were half closed, rolling back into his head as she deep throated him. She was so happy that she could please him this way, giving him pleasure like this. It made her even wetter, a dark spot now staining the stone floor beneath her.

Above the sounds of her gurgling throat and his deep moans, she started to hear something higher-pitched. Suddenly, she realized that her sisters were all pleasuring themselves as they watch, fingers digging and sliding into their wet pussies as they watched their Serana pleasure their new mate. She knew they would all try to top her abilities, but she felt no jealousy. If someone could pleasure Lucian, it would only make her happier.

Finally, Lucian released his grip on her head. Serana took the opportunity to slide her mouth off of him, taking a hand and sliding it under his slick shaft to hold it. Gooey lines of spit hung from her lips to his cock as she looked up at him. “Was I not pleasing you?” she asked, hoping she had in fact satisfied him.

“Oh yes Serana. For a virgin you have quite the set of skills” he said to her. “But now it is time. You have lived without my spawn inside you long enough.”

Serana almost jumped. It was time! Finally, the moment she had been waiting for. Almost unconsciously her free hand slid down to her tummy, rubbing it as she imagined it growing big and fat with his baby demons.

“Take me Lucian. I am yours” she told him, bowing her head.

Lucian squatted down in front of her, his cock completely hard now, standing up between his legs. He slid a hand under her chin and lifted her face to look into her eyes. She gazed back into those dark pools, imagining what darkness lay within his demonic soul. With a grin, Lucian leaned forward and let his tongue slither out. It easily covered the foot and a half distance between their faces to rub against her chin. He collected her spit on his tongue, the thick gooey saliva covering it.

Then he slowly retracted it, sliding his spit covered tongue back into his mouth. He made a swishing sound before swallowing.

“Mmmmmmm” he said, licking his lips. “You’re a very yummy woman, Serana.” He said playfully.

Then he reached forward and pushed her onto her back. He had such strength, but strangely she seemed to land softly on the hard stone ground. Gasps came from her sisters, all sitting in a circle around her. They were watching intently, their eyes glazed and their hands buried between their legs.

As Serana lay back she spread her legs. Lucian leaned forward and then crawled on top of her. She bit her lip as she felt his thick cock pressing against her flat tummy; a tummy that would not be flat for long. She gave him a grin, looking up into his eyes. But instead of sliding his cock into her, he again let his tongue out. This time it moved out of him, like a long prehensile snake. It slithered down and ran up between her breasts, collecting her sweat. He kept licking her, covering his tongue in her sweat, like he had her spit before. Rolling his tongue back, he moaned. Goosebumps appeared all over her body as she watched him suck up her sweat, swallowing it too.

“Ohh yes, very yummy indeed” he teased.

Then he reached down and took his hard cock in his hand. Realigning his hips he started to rub his tip along her wet lips. This was it! The first and only man to ever penetrate her was about to.

“Oh please Master. Please take me,” she pleaded, wanting to feel his roughness inside of her.

Her lips were slick with her wetness as he coated his head in it. He leaned in, his hot breath flowing out over Serana’s skin as she wrapped her legs around him, wanting him inside her so desperately. Suddenly, she felt him start to push.

Serana groaned out as she felt her lips parting to take him in. She never knew she could fit something like that inside of her, but with every inch she took, she started to realize how much she was made for him. She seemed to spread open, her pussy splitting as he slid deeper, and deeper. She bit her lip, grunting as he invaded her.

“Ohhhhhhhhh,” she let out a moan as her eyes rolled back in her head.

She wrapped her arms around him and clawed at his back, wanting him to go even deeper. Suddenly, she felt a brief moment of pain inside of her. She grunted as she realized he had bottomed out, his tip pushing against her cervix. At the exact moment, she felt something strange inside of her. Somehow she knew what was happening. Deep inside of her, a clutch of eggs had been released from her ovaries. She could feel them floating down her Fallopian tube and settle in, waiting.

“Ohhhhhh” she let out another groan as he started to pull back. It was as if she was being emptied of him and she hated it. But suddenly, he rammed back in, pressing up against her cervix. Serana dug her nails into Lucian’s back as he started to slide in an out of her. He built up a steady rhythm, getting a little faster with each thrust as he invaded her over and over again.

“How do you like that, pet?” Lucian whispered into her ear.

“Ohhhh, I love it!” she screamed. “Breed me Lucian, put your demon spawn inside of me!” she called out.

She craned her head as he pounded her and was granted with a view of Reina. She was leaning back with her legs spread. She had two fingers inside of her, her hand and the stone around her glistening with her juices. Her fingers slid in and out as she watched Serana mate. Reina’s mouth was open, her tongue hanging out as she cupped a breast with her other hand, rolling her nipple between two fingers.

Lucian and Serana made a loud, wet smacking noise as he rammed into her, over and over again. She could feel his balls nestle into her ass crack each time he entered her. They felt so big and tight. She knew they were full of sperm and that it was all for her. The thought pushed even further over the edge, if that was even possible.

Sliding a hand up into his hair, Serana pulled Lucian’s face to her and planted a kiss on his lips. They were as hot as his cock was. The heat on her mouth mirrored the heat moving inside of her. She sucked on his bottom lip and was pleased as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She moaned as he filled her mouth with his thick, rough tongue, his cock still plunging into her over and over again.

He slid his tongue deeper and Serana’s eyes bulged as she felt it rubbing against her tonsils. She gripped him harder, trying not to choke on his tongue. Then, pushing against him she turned them over, rolling so that she was on top of him.

He grinned as she pulled her lips from his so she could sit up on his cock. Reaching down to brace herself against his muscular abdomen she started to grind her hips, sliding herself up and down on him. He air was slick, hanging down in strands around her shoulders. Her breasts bounced as she slid up and down him, a thick, wet slurping sound emanating from her wet pussy as she took him inside, over and over again.

Serana looked around as she rode him, seeing each of her sisters watching them. Her sisters were so beautiful, naked and sweaty, pleasuring themselves. This was strange. She had never thought them beautiful before. Maybe she was changing.

Looking down, she was taken again by his eyes. Both of them grunted in unison, a chorus of pleasured notes filling the hot, humid room. Serana bit her lip as she felt him start to tighten inside of her. His cock seemed to throb inside of her, pulsating and stretching her. She knew he was close.

“Cum for me Master. Fill me with that seed!” she shouted, throwing her head back.

With a grunt Lucian reached down and grabbed her hips roughly. He held her down on him as she felt his cock start to jerk and sputter inside of her. It seemed as if pure heat exploded inside of her as he came, splattering his thick creamy demon seed against her cervix. As her own orgasm came, her cervix began to quiver, sucking his thick semen into her.

Her head swam. It must have been his magic, but she could feel each and every one of his billions of sperm as they invaded her womb. They swam into her, spreading out and filling every corner of her womb. They flooded her, his cock still pumping and spasming as he sent load after load into her.

She could feel it leaking out of her around his thick shaft as she exhaled sharply, her breasts heaving. Her face was red as she grasped onto her muscular biceps, holding herself onto him as his sperm swam frantically in a thick writhing mass into her Fallopian tubes. She smiled down at her demon lover, who returned it with a mouthful of sharp teeth as she felt his sperm crawling all over her eggs. Then finally, she felt his sperm slip inside of her eggs, one by one. She had finally been seeded.

Serana gave a sigh as she collapsed on her new demon lover. Her orgasm subsided and she heard other moans, signaling the same for her sisters. She rested her head on Lucian’s muscular chest as she closed her eyes.

“Thank you. Thank you for filling me with your demon spawn, Lucian” she said softly, giving his rock hard chest a kiss.

She looked up at him and he placed a hand on her back, holding her against him.

“And thank you Serana. This world will now be different because of what we have done this night. For now, we rest. When we awaken, we will all discuss our plan, together.”

Serana nodded as she suddenly felt tired. She closed her eyes and placed a hand on her belly, rubbing it in circles. She couldn’t wait until she was big and fat with his spawn. A grin spread across her face as she drifted off into dreams of their demon children running around the world, slaughtering and destroying human armies as they built Lucian’s empire of evil.