Primordial Lust System

Shifting his attention, he turned to Emily, his cock throbbing. A powerful man such as he was not so easily satisfied.

Slap! A yelp echoed as he swatted her ass, watching in pure delight as it jiggled before him, the real marvel just slightly beneath.

Suppressing his desire, he shook his head softly as he watched a red palm mark imprinted on her ass.

He couldn't get too excited, not yet, not when he was so close.

"Relax," he whispered down as he grabbed her ass, feeling her breathing heavily. "I'm not going to hurt you," he assured her. At least not yet, he mumbled the last part to himself.

His words did comfort her a bit as her breathing lessened considerably.

"Good girl," he whispered. "Now spread your legs for me."

"Un…" A cute hum echoed from Emily as she nodded, then parted her legs gracefully, fully revealing her cave.

Pleased, the grin on his face widened as he locked in on the prize. Then, ever so slowly, he guided his cock to her lower lips before resting it at her entrance.

Leaning forward, his hands firmly grasping her ass with his dick about to pierce into her, a devilish glint flared across his eyes. "You might want to hold onto something."

Bending further, she desperately held onto the fabric of the bedsheets before firmly closing her eyes.

Not delaying further, he slowly pressed forward before his dick plunged into her.

"Tight. Very tight," Lucien muttered as he pressed further. He had almost forgotten about the embrace of a virgin.

With just the head of his dick in, he finally encountered a barrier, the hymen that set her apart as a virgin.

Still intact? Great. Time to change that. He clenched her waist tighter, then in one vicious thrust, his full length buried deep within her.

"Huh?!!" Emily gasped suddenly as her back instinctively arched, pressing her butt to the figure behind her.

A prickling pain flared within her, and, as if to confirm, her eyes widened in horror as she saw faint streaks of blood falling from her thighs.

Yet as she was filled with the prince's manhood, a strange feeling coursed through her, dulling the pain as pleasure overtook her. Still, she was a bit sour.

"Very tight," Lucien sighed, feeling his cock throbbing inside of her. If it were anyone else, they would have already painted the young girl's inner walls with loads of cum, but he was different. The fun had just begun.

Retracting his dick, he began to pound into her pussy slowly, expanding it to perfectly take him in.

Before long, the pained growls from Emily shifted into soft moans as she now fully relished the pleasure.

Time to take this up a notch, Lucien sighed.

His motions matched his thoughts—he grasped Emily's ass tighter, then immediately lifted her left leg and placed it on his shoulder.

Then, with relentless abandon, he drilled her pussy as the sounds of his balls hitting her echoed.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Her moans turned into shrieks as her legs flared, the pleasure a bit too much to take in.

He could feel her inner walls clench his dick as she orgasmed multiple times, yet he continued his charge.

Gripping his back tightly, her brown eyes turned hazy with pleasure until they rolled blank.

"I'm cumming!" Lucien growled, feeling Emily's walls contract for the umpteenth time as she orgasmed again.

Fluids from her pussy had long drenched the floor beneath. Thrusting further, he could feel his cock hit her womb every time he drilled deep, each time eliciting a yelp that hardened him even more.

And when he couldn't hold it in any longer, he grasped her butt cheeks tightly, then, with measured strength, plunged his dick further than ever before. Emily's figure froze, anchored back to reality as she felt as if her womb had been breached, then slowly euphoric pleasure with a hint of panic interlaced as streams of warm liquid shot into her.

Getting pregnant at this point was the last of her worries.

Satisfied again, Lucien fully withdrew his dick from her walls, and from her entirely, as she fell to the ground, her legs too weak.

The other girls now watched, unable to hold themselves any longer, as streams of white liquid discharged from between Emily's legs. Her figure sprawled on the floor, yet the look on her face was of pure bliss. They wanted that, and hence when the prince shifted his attention to them, their breaths hitched, their pussies burned with desire.

"Perfect." Lucien smirked, his eyes locked on Emily's sprawled figure. Her body was the least of his concern—what came out of it was.

Ethereal wisps of energy hovered in the air, suspended above the deflowered girl.

For his goal to be achieved, he needed the essence of twelve virgins. One was done—eleven remained.

And when he was done, his scheme would be accomplished. He would conjure something that would allow him to capture what had snared his heart for so long. After all, he was Lucien, Prince of the Crescent Empire. He always got what he wanted.

But first, he shifted his gaze back to the ten maidens still standing, watching everything.

This was going a bit too slow for his liking. Time to drop the gentle façade.

His voice drifted to their ears, amused.

"Who's next?"

His words had barely fallen before a young girl hurriedly stepped forward, with long raven-black hair and eyes glinting with a blue hue that gave way to a seemingly beautiful face.

"Take me next, my prince. I want you deep inside me. I can't wait any longer."

"Very well," Lucien responded, his eyes scanning her body, then smiling.

His figure vanished from sight, then flickered in front of her.

Before she could respond, he grabbed her waist, then appeared next to the bed where he hurled her.

Not giving her any time, he shot forward, grabbing her bouncy ass before tearing the fabric covering it and revealing the supple skin underneath.

Clenching it tightly, he hurriedly guided his length to her opening, then, with no warning, thrust deep into her, shattering her innocence in one savage thrust.

Her scream filled the chamber, mingling with Lucien's amused snarl.

"Not so bold anymore, huh?"