Breeding the Royal Elf Prince

The elf prince, Elian, arched his back against the silk sheets, his pale thighs spread wide. His lover, Kaelen, gripped Elian's hips with bruising strength, positioning his thick, pulsing cock at the entrance of Elian's tight, wet pussy. Kaelen didn't tease; he thrust hard, burying his entire length deep inside the prince's soaking heat. Elian let out a choked moan, his fingers digging into the mattress as his walls clamped tightly around the invading shaft.

Kaelen increased the pace, his heavy balls slapping against Elian's ass with every rhythmic, punishing stroke. The sound of wet friction filled the room as Kaelen's cock slid in and out of the stretching pussy. 'I'm going to fill you so deep,' Kaelen growled, his voice thick with lust. He pulled back until only the tip remained, then slammed home, hitting Elian's cervix with a force that made the prince's toes curl and his eyes roll back in ecstasy.

Elian’s hands flew to Kaelen’s sweating back, pulling him closer, begging for more. 'More, please, fuck me harder, fill me up,' he whimpered. Kaelen obliged, his thrusts becoming frantic and shallow before plunging deep again. He could feel Elian's internal muscles pulsing, milking his cock, desperately trying to draw every drop of seed inside. The prince's pussy was dripping with a mix of his own juices and the pre-cum leaking from Kaelen's tip.

As the climax approached, Kaelen gripped Elian's waist so hard his knuckles turned white. He drove himself into the prince one last time, bottoming out completely. Kaelen let out a guttural roar as his cock bucked inside Elian's womb, pumping wave after wave of hot, thick cum deep into the prince's body. Elian screamed, his own orgasm hitting him in waves as his pussy spasmed violently around the flooding cock.

Kaelen stayed buried deep, refusing to pull out, wanting to ensure every bit of his load stayed inside Elian's womb. The thick cum began to overflow from the entrance of the pussy, running down Elian's thighs in creamy streaks. They lay there, tangled and panting, the heavy weight of the breeding successful, the prince's belly already feeling the promise of the life being planted inside him.