TFSAWE - Chapter 252: Command After Pleasure (19+) (Patreon)

Aslan ceased his attempts to count the passing days and nights. Time had become meaningless to him.

Lying prostrate on the bed, Aslan caught sight of Lina, who was gasping for breath. Her body was filled with such congestion that it was difficult to find a spot untouched by his marks on her pale skin. Not only did traces of his hands and kisses adorn her, but even the stains of their intimacy. Aslan remembered every moment, every instance of the marks he had left upon her.

It wasn't confined to the bed alone. On the desk, atop the long sofa, on the floor, and at times, leaning against the wall—Lina and Aslan relentlessly entwined their bodies without respite.

He was a beast, ignorant of shame and unaware of limits. Yet, even he now felt a moment of hesitation.

Aslan grasped her spread legs. Though the inner marks troubled his gaze, they were no longer of importance. It was the tender, swollen petals that welled up with tears at his mere touch.

"Mm..."

Under Aslan's caress, she shivered and swayed her hips in a motion that urged him to come closer and take what was his. Once again, he felt his possession rising.

"Embrace me as much as you desire," he thought.

Then, he should hold me until the world itself fades away, until there is no more sun or moon. Can you endure until then? You, who received the love of the divine but in the end, will return to the earth as a mere mortal, can you embrace me?

Aslan pressed his lips between her widely spread legs. Indeed, humans are so fragile. If he embraced her as much as he desired, she would surely shatter.

He turned her over and laid her down. Her once cascading waves of hair that spread across the bed had been cut short to shoulder length. The hastily trimmed locks, a desperate attempt to appear as someone else during escape, had endured harsh times but still shimmered and swayed with a resplendent sheen.

Aslan observed her closed eyes and placed himself upon her intimate core, preparing to rise once more. A heavy mass collided with his jaw, a sound that reverberated in his ears. Below his weighty pillar, her scorching depths welcomed him with a viscous embrace.

"Ha..."

Aslan, with a heavy breath, lifted his dirty and long legs and wrapped his hand around her ankles. The soft flesh of her thighs pressed against him, exerting a gentle pressure. Aslan began to move. The pillar nestled between her thighs turned into a brush, painting a provocative image with an obscure liquid, like ink, on her delicate skin.

Once again, a misty liquid sprinkled over her stomach and chest. The ejaculate splattered over the crimson marks, resembling snowflakes on a flower. He unconsciously reached out her hand, as if drawn to it, but her hand was faster than his.

He raised his hand to his stomach, almost as if in a trance, and spread the ejaculate that had been sprinkled on his palm. It was as if he believed it belonged there. Aslan felt a dizzying sensation from his actions.

"Aslan."

At the sound of her voice calling his name, Aslan felt as if he had consumed the strongest liquor in the world. He couldn't recall ever having such a drink. What he had consumed was nothing more than the water flowing up and down. Perhaps it was like liquor to him. The more he drank, the deeper the fire burned within his chest. It demanded more, clinging to him. And so, he groaned. He made her flow again.

"Aslan, please."

His fading consciousness was abruptly awakened by her words. Her voice stimulated the instinct that he had suppressed.

Was there any reason to endure? His mate desired him.

Aslan climbed up her body. The act of blending their bodies was not mere pleasure. The fact that she desired him excited him once again.

"I will make you mine."

Her words were cut short. Without warning, he penetrated her depths. It was a sudden intrusion, but her body welcomed him without any issue.

"More, more."

Her urging, against his expectations, ignited a fierce flame beneath his eyelids. He had to release what was boiling within him. Ecstasy surged again. As Aslan tried to withdraw himself this time to release his possession, her legs wrapped around his waist.

And as if refusing to let him go any further, she pressed her body closer to his, as if demanding that he stay. His arousal delved into her deepest recesses.

"Aah!"

The tremendous ecstasy surged through his entire being, an overwhelming sensation even the demons themselves couldn't endure. It was forbidden. He couldn't release his seed upon her at this moment. She had not yet regained her fertility. Should she conceive with this weakened body, it would pose a danger. However, simultaneously, there was a whispering voice in the depths of his mind.

Surely, her fertility would be restored, urging him to plant his seed within her. The voice promised that only then would he possess her completely.

She brought her lips close to his conflicted ear and whispered,

"Please, plant yourself within me."

Her words severed the last strands of Aslan's rationality.

"Ah, ahh, hm, uh!"

His movements grew rougher than ever before, leaving her breathless. In the midst of it all, his member swelled and he poured himself into her without hesitation. The ejaculate, overflowing and solid, seeped through the crevices of their entwined flesh. Both of them clung to each other, gasping for air.

[Thump. Thump. Thump.]

The sound of Lina's heart echoed in Aslan's ears like the beating of a drum. Simultaneously, his own heart began to pound heavily. Aslan understood. In this very moment, his seed had taken root within her womb.

Perhaps because his deepest desire had been fulfilled, Aslan found himself unable to regain his senses before the space distorted. Soon, a stone tablet materialized in the air.

Aslan recognized why it had appeared. The contract desired completion. Half had been achieved, and now the remaining half must be fulfilled.

At that moment, she reached out towards the stone tablet. What was it that she demanded? Aslan awaited the command he must obey.

She opened her eyes and expressed what she wanted.

"Aslan, the mightiest of demons. I have conceived your offspring as promised. Therefore, you must now grant me what I desire. I command you."

Strangely, with an intensely unfamiliar gaze, she ordered him in a voice filled with exhilaration,

"Destroy every temple in this continent. Utterly and flawlessly, never to be rebuilt again."