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Chapter 337: Chapter 337- A Devil’s Whisper

Her other hand moved.

Between her daughter’s spread thighs. Finding the small, swollen clit above the bloodied, stretched entrance. Her thick fingers, still trembling from her own destruction, began to rub.

Slow circles. Gentle. The way she had touched herself years ago, before Vekar, before all of this. The way a woman soothes what cannot be stopped.

"Hnn—ah—hnn—"

The girl’s sounds changed.

The screams didn’t stop, but something underneath them shifted. The pain and the pleasure of her mother’s fingers on her clit, her mother’s mouth on her nipple, mixing with the brutal, tearing thrusts of the cock in her virgin cunt.

Cruxius felt it.

The tightness. The grip. The way her virgin walls were trying to adjust to him and failing, clutching at his shaft with every withdrawal, fluttering with every thrust. The blood lubricated his passage, making the friction wet and hot and obscene.

"Fuck—" he groaned. "Tight virgin. Clenching like a fist."

Behind him, the succubus moved.

She pressed against his back, her enormous tits flattening against his shoulder blades, her golden nipples dragging across his wet skin. Her tail wrapped around his waist, pulling him tighter against her. She began to hump his hips—pressing her pelvis against his ass, driving him forward with each of her own thrusts, adding her force to his.

"Go deeper," she whispered. "Break her cervix. Just like her mother."

Soha was in front of him.

Her pregnant belly pressed against his chest, her dark nipples brushing his pecs, her hands moving over his shoulders, his neck, his face. She massaged him with her entire body—rolling her belly against him, pressing her tits into his ribs, her fingers digging into his muscles.

"Harder," she whispered. "She can take it. They both can."

The combined force was overwhelming.

The succubus humping from behind, driving his hips forward. Soha pressing from the front, pulling him into her warmth. The girl trapped between her mother’s mouth and fingers and his cock.

He thrust.

PAAAH—

The head of his cock struck the girl’s cervix.

The small, virgin barrier—the tight little entrance to her womb that had never known a cock—took the impact. It cracked.

"HAAAAAAANGH—AAANGH—NIEENGHHT~~!!"

The girl’s scream hit the ceiling. Her mother’s mouth came off her nipple from the force of the jolt. Her small body convulsed, her hands beating against her mother’s cum-slicked tits, her legs kicking weakly in the water.

He thrust again.

PAAAH—

The cervix gave.

The head popped through.

He was in her womb.

Nine inches buried to the absolute root, the thick, blood-smeared shaft stretching her virgin channel beyond anything biology had prepared her for, his balls pressed against her hairy pussy lips.

The girl made a sound.

Not a scream. Not a moan. A long, continuous, animal wail that came from the deepest part of her gut and poured out of her open mouth without stopping.

"Hnnn—ah—hnn—ghh—"

Her tongue hung out. Her eyes were completely rolled. Her body was a shaking, convulsing, virgin-wrecked mess draped over her mother’s enormous breasts.

And he kept fucking.

PAH—PAAAH—PAAAH—

The water turned red and white around them. Blood from her torn hymen and cunt. White foam from his cum and her juices. The mother’s fingers on her daughter’s clit moved faster, desperate, trying to pull an orgasm from the pain, trying to give her child something that wasn’t agony.

"Come on," the mother sobbed. "Come, my child. Come for me. Come so it stops hurting."

The succubus humped harder.

Her hips slamming against Cruxius’s ass, driving him deeper into the girl’s womb with each thrust. Her enormous tits bouncing against his back, her tail wrapped tight, her golden horns glowing in the steam.

"She’s breaking," the succubus purred. "The virgin is breaking. Feel her womb clenching? She’s going to milk you dry, Cruxius. She’s going to pull your cum right out of you."

Soha pressed her pregnant belly harder against his chest.

"Give it to her," she whispered. "Fill her womb. Make her yours. Make her forget every cock she was ever going to see."

He thrust.

One final, violent, hip-blurring slam that buried him to the absolute limit, his cockhead pressing against the deepest wall of the girl’s virgin womb, his balls tight, his spine arching.

He came.

The first pulse was thick and violent. The second was endless. The third made the girl’s belly distend slightly—visible, even on her small frame—as her womb filled with the hot, heavy load. The cum poured into her, mixing with her blood, creating a pink, frothy soup that leaked out around his shaft and ran down her thighs in thick, obscene rivers.

"HAAAAAAH—HNN—GHNN—"

The girl’s body locked.

Her orgasm hit her like a seizure—triggered by the combined pressure of her mother’s fingers on her clit, her mother’s mouth on her nipple, the succubus’s humping, Soha’s massaging, and the hot, flooding cum in her broken womb. Her small frame convulsed, her pussy clenching around his shaft in rhythmic, desperate pulses, her virgin walls milking him with every flutter.

The mother felt it.

She felt her daughter’s body convulsing against her chest, felt the tremors running through the small frame, felt the heat of the cum flooding her child’s deepest place.

She cried.

And kept rubbing her daughter’s clit.

Until the girl collapsed.

Completely. Her small body falling limp across her mother’s enormous tits, her face in the cum-slicked valley, her breath coming in shallow, broken gasps. Her pussy still leaking—blood and cum and white foam—in a continuous stream.

Cruxius pulled out.

The withdrawal was wet, dragging, obscene. His cock emerged inch by inch, coated in her virgin blood, her torn flesh, his thick load. The gaping hole of her cunt stayed open for a second—showing the pink, cum-filled depths—before slowly, slowly beginning to close.

He looked down at them.

The mother. Bent over, cum leaking from her nose and mouth, her throat ruined, her hand still between her daughter’s thighs.

The daughter. Draped across her mother’s tits, her virgin cunt destroyed, her womb filled, her body twitching.

The succubus leaned against his back, her enormous tits heaving, her tail content.

Soha pressed against his side, her pregnant belly warm, her dark nipples brushing his arm.

But the one who asked was none other than the Succubus, as she suggested.

"Shouldn’t you take them both to our chamber to truly fuck their trauma out?"

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