1. The Sixth Prince - Part 6


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Alien, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, Monster, Pregnant, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Wife, Written by women, Author: linky_fangs, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    fashioned in a shape rather similar to her nail polish bottles at home. A complicated series of designs etched along the side caught her attention. While Jasmine ran her fingertip along the intricate grooves and bumps, Izial quickly selected a bottle and broke the thin black seal at the top with his pearly fang. A small pop and hiss arose as he carelessly tossed the seal back on the bed and pressed the smooth glass rim to his lips, taking a large swig of the vivid purple liquid. It poured like silk into his mouth; concentrated with nutrients, yet appearing thinner than water. Because of the colouring he had selected, the only resulting flavour was a faint hint of a rare native plant, which tasted oddly similar to a dark wine. Before Jasmine could ask what he was drinking, her demon spoke to his brothers, seeking to continue the conversation. “Is my hunger to do with the child?” “Yes.” Mylan replied darkly, glancing over at his twin, who was proceeding to clean up the mess on the floor. The white towel he used appeared to absorb the puddle of sick with ease. “And don’t mate too much or you’ll end up vomiting all over the floor again.” Izial paused, thinking for a minute. He swallowed another mouthful from the bottle before speaking. “Rather odd, is it not? I was informed my nature of lust would be enhanced, not hindered.” “That information is correct, I assure you. You’re consuming enough nutrients for you, your mate, and your child. Your body will change it into energy, ...
    which you transfer to Jasmine.” “I certainly desire for this transfer to be more pleasant than vomiting.” Jasmine crinkled her nose. “Maybe it’s telepathic or something.” Sylan chuckled at her comment, despite his current cleaning duty. “Not quite.” “The transfer is through his seminal fluids, I believe.” Mylan explained. “You make such a pleasant act sound greatly of medical procedures and machines.” Izial continued to sip on the remaining liquid at the bottom of the glass. “The modern terms for the act and its components are much more… tasteful.” “The term itself is not of importance. You vomited because you forced your body to produce more fluid than you could manage. You must be more careful.” Izial laughed, causing Mylan to take on a look of concern. “I do not joke. It may seem slightly unpleasant at the time being, but as the pregnancy nears, the consequences will increase tenfold.” “I’ll watch over him.” Jasmine offered. Izial laughed rather strongly, slightly defensive, but incredibly amused. “You cannot control me.” Jasmine looked over at him and smirked, but didn’t counter him, deciding to let him believe he won this time. There would always be a time in the future to challenge that statement. She knew how powerful he was, especially in that aspect. The thought of rebelling against him wasn’t a show of defiance or a determination to be right, but rather to be proven wrong; the thought of him seeking to seduce her and let his inner abilities easily win her body and mind ...
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