Chapter : The Final Step Toward Birth
In the final hours of the long night, the air inside the room was filled with Sonora’s broken cries, mingling with the sound of wet flesh striking against flesh.
“Ahhh... yes... faster... hnng... don’t stop!”
Fafnir pressed her body firmly against the cold wall. He raised her right leg with his rough hand and held it open, then drove his thick penis deep into her swollen, reddened vagina until it struck against her cervix.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Sonora’s body was drenched in sweat.
Her pure-white buttocks had turned dark red from the countless successive slaps she had received from his hips throughout the previous six hours. Each blow left a temporary mark upon her soft flesh, only for it to fade and return even redder with the next strike.
Fafnir increased the speed of his thrusting hips. His penis was squeezed tightly within her hot, narrow depths, withdrawing coated in her sticky nectar before plunging back in even deeper.
“Oooh... hnng... my vagina is burning... mmm... fuck me... ahhh... harder, Fafnir!”
His voice was hoarse, heavy with lust.
“Ahhh... I’ve fucked your vagina for six whole hours... and I still haven’t had enough of it, Sonora.”
She answered him in an arrogant voice overwhelmed by moans.
“Hnng... of course... you won’t have enough... mmmmm... of fucking... oooh... this queen.”
She suddenly tightened her inner muscles, squeezing his penis fiercely.
Fafnir groaned deeply.
“Oooh... your insides are squeezing me so tightly... ahhh...”
Then he ejaculated violently. He thrust his penis as deeply as possible inside her and released a hot stream of thick semen.
Sonora cried out.
“Mmmm... it’s so hot... I can feel your semen filling me again...”
A hot stream of fragrant nectar surged from deep within her vagina, coating his penis and mingling with his semen. The two of them climaxed together for several long seconds.
The mixed droplets fell from the opening of her vagina onto the floor, forming a small, glistening pool beneath their feet.
Overcome by exhaustion, Sonora’s legs gave way.
She collapsed downward, but Fafnir caught her quickly before she could fall.
She thought he would carry her to the bed so she could rest.
Instead, he slipped his arms beneath her smooth white thighs and grasped both cheeks of her ample buttocks with his hands. His palms sank into the soft flesh reddened by the repeated slaps, and he lifted her until her feet were completely off the ground.
She asked in exhausted surprise:
“Fafnir... what are you doing?”
He did not answer.
He aligned the sticky head of his penis with her small pink anus, then thrust his hips forward with force.
The pink ring yielded with astonishing ease, as though her anus had been waiting for him. His penis entered like a spear until it disappeared completely inside her.
Sonora cried out in alarm.
“Oooh... Fafnir... what are you doing...? Haven’t you had enough yet...? Let me rest for a little while... hnng...”
Her words were cut short when he began moving his hips with frenzied speed.
He penetrated her buttocks with tremendous force, each thrust striking hard against her cheeks.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
“Ooooh... hnnggggg... Fafnir... I’m going to die... your penis... it’s killing me... ahhhh!”
Her pupils rolled upward.
Her head fell back as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her mouth hung open, her tongue lolling from the corner of her lips, as though her very soul were leaving her body.
Her vagina ejaculated every few seconds, soaking Fafnir’s legs and forming an ever-larger pool of her transparent nectar beneath his feet.
Fafnir continued pounding her anus with the same intensity hundreds of times.
Her once-pink opening had become a dark crimson red, with thick white foam forming around its edges from the friction of his penis, coated in semen and sweat, against its narrow walls.
“Hnng... mmmmm... ahhhh...”
Her tongue had lost the ability to form words.
Only her continuous moans escaped her throat.
After several final, violent thrusts, Fafnir drove his penis into her anus one last time, as deeply as it could go, until it struck her depths, and he released a long groan.
“Ooooooh...”
He ejaculated one final time.
A flood of hot semen surged through the depths of her buttocks, then spilled outward mixed with white foam.
Sonora moaned one last time.
“Ahhhhhhh... it’s filling me... hnng...”
Then she lost consciousness completely in his arms.
Fafnir carried her in the same position to the disordered bed, which was covered with the traces of their battle.
He placed her gently upon the mattress, then collapsed beside her and fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.
In the morning, Fafnir awoke to the sound of birds singing outside the window.
He looked beside him for her... but Sonora was no longer in the room.
He rose from the bed.
He entered the adjoining bathroom and quickly showered, washing away every trace of sweat, semen, and bodily fluids from the previous night.
He put on his black-and-crimson imperial robe and stepped outside.
He entered the adjoining room where Griselda lay.
There were two people inside.
Griselda was lying on the bed, dressed in a beautiful black dress, unconscious.
Beside her stood Sonora with regal elegance, completely focused on examining her body.
Sonora was wearing a royal green dress with two side slits, an exposed neck and shoulders, and a deep V-shaped neckline that descended to just below her breasts.
The inner curves of her large breasts and the broad cleavage between them were clearly visible.
Her full white thighs emerged through the two side slits.
On her feet were green high-heeled sandals.
Her eyes glowed with a faint light as she used her abilities to examine Griselda’s body, completely unaware that Fafnir had entered and was standing behind her.
A few moments later, the glow faded.
Fafnir smiled mischievously, extended his hand, and slapped her buttocks so hard that her cheek trembled violently beneath the dress.
“Ah!”
Sonora cried out in alarm and quickly turned her head while rubbing the stinging spot.
She saw Fafnir standing behind her with a beautiful smile on his face.
He said warmly:
“Good morning, my dear Sonora.”
At first, she wanted to yell at him.
But when she saw his smile and heard him call her “my dear,” her heart melted.
She smiled tenderly and stepped toward him.
“Good morning, my dear.”
She reached out and gently caressed his cheek, then pressed her forehead against his and gave him a passionate, romantic kiss.
As he kissed her lips, Fafnir ran his hand along the curves of her body until it reached her buttocks.
He grasped one cheek and kneaded it firmly, then slapped it again.
The slap sent a shiver through her body, drawing a soft moan from her lips as she sucked on his lips.
“Ah...”
She ended the kiss, brought her lips close to his ear, and whispered in a seductive, flirtatious voice:
“You destroyed me last night, my dear... my womb is still full of your semen even now.”
She lowered her hand to his trousers and gently touched his penis, then continued in a softer voice:
“And I can still feel the sensation of your penis penetrating my vagina and anus.”
Fafnir smiled.
“I couldn’t stop fucking you because your vagina is so amazing and delicious.”
He pulled her alluring body tightly against his chest and continued:
“Your vagina rivals Griselda’s in pleasure. The two of you are the only women who have ever made me wish I could fuck you without stopping for all eternity.”
Sonora’s heart fluttered with happiness.
A mischievous idea crossed her mind, and she smiled slyly before whispering seductively into his ear:
“So that’s how it is... you want to fuck the two of us forever. Before that, I hope you’ve thought of a way to tell Gris what you did to my vagina and anus when she wakes up.”
Fafnir’s mind stopped for a moment.
He realized the magnitude of the disaster.
His expression stiffened as he replied:
“We did it to save her and our child. Besides, Griselda loves me very much, so she’ll understand my position.”
Sonora took his hand and guided it toward her anus over the dress, then whispered again:
“I think Gris will understand that you fucked my vagina to save her... but what about my poor little anus? Why did you put your penis inside it and fuck it for hours? After all that penetration, it can no longer close completely.”
Her voice sounded like the whisper of a devil.
Fafnir’s face went pale.
“But... didn’t you allow me to fuck your anus?”
She replied with feigned innocence:
“Did I allow you? I don’t remember that at all.”
His face grew even paler.
After several moments of silence, Fafnir surrendered.
He released her from his arms and changed the subject.
“Sonora... did you examine Griselda? How is she now?”
She looked at him with a mischievous smile, fully aware that he was trying to escape the subject, then turned toward the sleeping Griselda.
Her eyes softened with tenderness and affection as she said:
“Her body has recovered after the child stopped absorbing her energy.”
Before she could continue, Fafnir exclaimed and quickly moved to Griselda’s side.
He sat beside her belly and gently caressed her cheek, then leaned down and placed a tender kiss upon her lips.
Sonora watched from the side.
She smiled softly and felt no jealousy.
She felt only happiness.
She continued:
“That’s not all. The child is nearly fully grown. And as soon as the growth is complete, he will be born into this world.”
Joy surged through Fafnir’s heart.
It was reflected upon his face in a delicate, tender, fatherly smile.
He extended his hand and carefully caressed Griselda’s belly, murmuring:
“Is my child about to be born? Will I become a father soon?”
Sonora was surprised by the expression on his face.
She had never expected that someone as harsh and terrifying as him could make such a gentle and tender expression.
She said sarcastically from the side:
“Truly... life is unpredictable. Who would have thought that the mighty Fafnir, feared by the most formidable immortals, would one day make such a sweet and tender expression as this?”
Fafnir’s face darkened for a moment.
He looked at her with an empty stare, then his expression became gloomy, as though water might drip from it.
And suddenly... the gloom vanished.
His face lit up with the most beautiful smile Sonora had ever seen in her life.
He said calmly:
“The expression you are referring to will be seen only by you, Griselda, and my child. As for the world... they will know only the mighty Fafnir.”
Sonora’s eyes widened.
Her face softened into a smile filled with tenderness and deep affection.
From his words... he already considered her his woman.
Then his expression became extremely serious, and he addressed her:
“Sonora... can we accelerate the child’s growth?”
Her smiling expression vanished instantly.
She became serious.
She thought silently for several minutes, then, as though she had found a brilliant idea, she said quickly and excitedly:
“I think we can do it.”
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