Chapter 43: "You're going to break me in two," Emeriel wailed, writhing. "Please, stop. Oh heavens, help me!" she cried out in desperation, feeling the intense pressure building inside her. "It burns. It b-burns." Could it hear her? Emeriel wasn't sure, but she pleaded anyway. "Please, be gentle with me, I beg of you. I'm not keeping you out, I s-swear it!" she said frantically. "It's just, I've n-never done this before…!" Another angry snarl. Then, a particularly forceful thrust drove its member deeper into her untrained body, ramming its way halfway in. An agonized, high-pitched scream tore from her throat. Emeriel clawed at the sheets in an attempt to escape the excruciating pain, but to no avail. Another hard thrust. And another. And another. Her vision faded into a blur, the room filled with the sounds of her screams, her whole body quaking. By the time its phallus was fully seated inside her, Emeriel was on the verge of passing out. Every inch of her privates felt as though a searing-hot spike had been driven deep inside. A colossal, scorching inferno of pain. Tears streamed from her eyes as she shook like fragile leaves in the wind. So full. Everywhere hurt. Fully inside, the beast purred with apparent satisfaction. Then, it began to move, its phallus plunging into her body. Emeriel yelped with each thrust, hurting beyond measure. Too much. It is simply too much. Eyes rolling back in her head, she passed out cold. A heavily pregnant Urekai woman paused at the entrance to the corridor leading to the chambers of the Grand Lord of Blackstone. She turned to her male companion. "I shall continue from here." 1Ɫ∆ŦE$† ₡Ḥ∆₱†€₤S 1₦ gɑl????οvєlѕ.сo???? The male, a Urekai high lord and her bondmate, looked at her gently. "I understand. I will wait for your return here. Go and answer your master's summons." She gave him a soft smile before continuing down the corridor, the faint sounds of celebration still echoing in the distance. When she reached the sturdy oak door, she knocked once and waited calmly. "Enter, Merilyn," a deep, familiar voice called from inside. Merilyn stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. Bowing respectfully, she greeted, "My lord." Grand Lord Vladya, who stood facing the window, turned to glance at her over his shoulder. A small smile touched his lips as he looked at her. "No need for formalities tonight," he said, his eyes softening warmly. "Even heavy with child, you are as beautiful as ever, Merl." A soothing smile spread across her face as she stepped further into the room. "I am not sure if that is a compliment, Vlad. I look like a watermelon. Had you called me seven months ago, you might have seen me in a better state." "You look stunning now. Besides, I am sure Henry keeps you quite busy." "Never too busy to nourish my master," she replied firmly. As she approached, he wrapped her in a warm embrace and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Henry and I worry about you, my lord." "Do not worry. You have your baby to think about. Have I told you how happy I am for you?" He pulled back, his eyes holding a rare gentleness reserved for his bloodhost. "You and Henry worked so hard to conceive, and now the little one is here." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!