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The Conquerors bloodline

Be warned, this story heavily revolves around sexual content. You have been warned. While there is plot, it is not the focus. *** Parc Evans was taken from his home world and thrust into another. Tasked with the chance of becoming a king of conquerors he travels through dimensions. Taking on and conquering all who stand before him. *** I make no claim to owning any characters or settings except those of my own making. *** Discord: https://discord.gg/t2usr5e4qh Patron: https://www.patreo*n.com/Lasarus Remove the * from the Patron link.

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Pushing Carmine to the stone bedding Parc dropped a hand to the 'bench' besides her head, his other lifting from her shoulder to travel down to her thigh where he pressed it into her soft, supple flesh. Slowly trailing it up her side, passing over her stressed red booty shorts and onto her belly. Soon coming to the bottom of her chainmail crop top to push under it and towards the braless breasts. Quickly beginning to squeeze and massage the plump mammary with rough and forceful movements whilst feeling her nipple rapidly grow rigid against his palm.

"Mmm~ I don't believe we ever said who would be ontop," she spoke, her voice sultry as her hands lifted to lock around the back of Parc's neck. One of her legs pulled up with her scarlet lips were wettened by her licking. Her skin also growing a soft sheen as the mist that encompassed them latched onto their skin in miniscule droplets.

"We can swap places every now and then," Parc replied, squeezing down harder on her breast to get a weak moan and parting of her lips to show.

"I suppose," she hummed, nibbling slightly on her lower lip relishing in the weak sparks and subtle pleasure Parc's caressing of her breasts were sending through her. But it wasn't enough, this groping was far from what she was wanting to happen. "Now, I get that you boys like playing with squishy tits, but that isn't what we're here for. Hurry it up."

A snort escaped Parc lips and he slowly began to raise himself up, parting her breasts with a light pinch and squeeze before setting himself straight up, looking down at the slyly smiling huntress laid down on her back, crop top hiked up to just above her bosom, accentuating the lightly tanned busts and faintly pink nipples protruding with a noticeable rigidity.

Licking his lips Parc wandered his gaze down from her breasts, scanning over the stylish tattoo on her right side and stopped on her crotch covered by her booty shorts and belt which only acted as the holder for sai's sheaths.

As he scanned her body Carmine also went to work, her hands releasing from Parc's neck to drop to the very booty shorts that had gotten Parc's attention. Her fingers pressing beneath the belt to swiftly undo the button and zip. Her thumbs hooking onto the sides of the shorts to start wiggling them off while arching her back slightly to help with her undressing. Parc himself simply watched as both her shorts and her black panties were pulled off in tandem, left hanging over her index finger before being dropped to the ground besides the rubble bed.

With her bottoms removed Carmine kept her legs opened wide, her tattoo an intriguing contrast with the rest of her skin. Bringing one hand down to her pink moist nethers, Carmine slowly began to tease her clit with quick, circular motions before plunging the tips of middle and index into her pussy, eliciting a soft humming moan before pulling her fingers free and licked the stringy musk from her fingers. Slightly dragging her lip down in a motion that only acted to make Parc's already obvious tent, larger.

Grinning like an idiot, Parc quickly went to work undoing his own belt and buttons, dropping his zipper but keeping his pants on as unlike Carmine who needed to have her legs opened wide—in this position—he did not and only needed to pulling his towering, veiny member from his cloth confines and revealed it to Carmine. Her eyes widened for just a second before narrowing with a lick and bite of her lower lip.

"Well, what do you know, you might actually have a chance of winning this," she commented, further opening her legs and parting her puffy, shaved labia with two fingers revealing her hot pink insides coated with the sticky mucus of her desire. "Don't keep me waiting now~"

"Oh, I won't," Parc responded by scooting closer to her. Holding the base of his shaft he guided it to her opened pussy, pressing the glans into the slit where she pulled her hand away, letting her labia come to softly rest around his lower head and rose her hand to hook onto the back of Parc's neck, her other propping herself up.

"Nnn," she hummed, her expression falling to an 'oh' face as Parc pushed his shaft deeper into her hole. Finding that while still tight, her walls were supple and pliable, they would stick to his dick like a second skin adding a pleasurable tightness to their intercourse. "Ahh-" Carmine moaned, a wide smile to her lips as Parc's glans knocked against the doorway to the deepest portions of her womanly body. His penis now buried to the hilt in her pussy with neither moving, instead letting seconds pass by as they both grew accustomed to the other bodies.

"Ohhh~ I don't think anyone's been able to get this deep before," Carmine chuckled, stroking over the small bump his cock was forming on her belly. Somewhere deep inside her a worry was forming. He hadn't even started moving and already she was stuck forcing her pleasure down to more controllable levels.

Meeting with Parc's eyes, Carmine kept her usual calm demeanor on show while inside she was concerned, inwardly hoping that Parc would just be a horny boy who only knew how to thrust into a hole, that he wouldn't have any technique. But she soon found herself in the wrong, so very wrong as when Parc pulled his hips back, her tight pussy flesh clung to his member and his lips quirked to a sharpened smile and suddenly thrust forth, his angle perfect inside her coming to knock against a sensitive g-spot that sent her eyes buldging and forcing her to clamp her teeth and let out a powerful, but muffled moan.

"Ghg-hnnn!" Her toes withing her heeled booths curling and her hips bucking once which only further the powerful, near orgasmic sensations rising from her honeypot. "Haa- ahhn-what- ghaa- what the fuck is thi-haaahn!~" She cried out, her mind on over drive trying to stop the constant thrusting that hit her g-spot from sending jolts of spin arching orgasmic bliss through her body.

"Sex, Carmine, this is sex," Parc chuckled cruelly and muttered to her, quickly altering their position by hooking a hand under Carmine's back and turned her onto her side, dragging one leg up and held it in his arms while he altered where he thrust, assaulting a whole new cluster of nerves that nearly broke Carmine. Her eyes flickered and her mind went a faint white. Shivers coursing across her entire body.

With what little sanity she had she thought, 'I can't lose, I have to do something.' She tried to clamp her walls down tighter around the thick member deep inside her but all it achieved was to make her body even more sensitive with how his merciless thrusts would only pull against her walls. Bringing her just seconds away from orgasm.

"Ghg-no-no-no-stop it-stop-it," she pleaded, panic ridden from the intense orgasm she could feel swiftly approaching. Already knowing that it would be a feeling she could never forget, one that would leave her addicted to his cock.

But Parc, for all his kindness, was merciless, he could feel she was near and he would ensure she came as hard as possible. So hugging her leg tighter, he pulled his hips back coming to stop when his glans was left as the only thing inside her, knowing that with this final thrust, with this penetration that Carmine would lose their bet.

And so, with Carmine pleading for him to stop, trying to crawl away only to be kept stuck in place, Parc rammed his penis into her depths, tearing through her sanity and breaking through the last barrier within her. Her cervix kissing against his glans while the rest of her clamped down in massive convulsions of orgasm.

"Ahhhhh!" she screamed, a thick tide of her spritzing juice forcing their way out of her pussy to drench the front of Parc's pants even deeper than the mist had already. Her body went limp and she twitched profusely, mouth hung open dripping drool out the corner with an unfocused glimmer to her eyes. A lack of true thoughts being the only thing she had inside her mind.

Seeing her go limp Parc simply chuckled and began to slowly piston his hips back and forth, ready to bring himself to his own climax and fill his new sow with his seed. Now on her groin a scarlet gemstone having formed.

"Ahh~ haa~ nnhaa~" every pump slowly brought Carmine from her post orgasm mind, her moans growing louder and louder and her grin growing sloppier by the thrust with a a sight of hearts forming taking over her eyes. Soon she felt Parc's member growing thicker inside her, an indication of his coming orgasm. In her sex addled state the cried out, "cum inside me! Make me your bitch!"

And so he would as with a cruel grin he angled himself and thrust forth, his balls tightening as his glans drove into her womb sending thick spurts of milky white semen into her deepest reaches. Her chest heaving out another cry of orgasm. Her womb instinctively sucking and clamping on his meatshaft to drag out as much cum as it could. When finally the last spurt filled her belly and caused the bulge Parc made of her belly to grow slightly in size from the abundance of seed, Parc began to pull back his hips, dragging himself through her slick walls until he pulled out of her completely. Like a dam that broke, the moment his cock left her a tide of milky white gushed forth, coating the crumbled stone in baby batter.

Content with himself Parc released Carmines legs and let it fall weakly to the ground, letting Carmine lay on her side completely dazed and on the verge of unconsciousness. Bringing his penis back into his pants, he redressed himself and nodded at the sloppy sight of Carmine. Hearing not seconds later a pained scream of a man indicating the end of Kurome and Bertilak's fight. Turning to face the dissipating mist, Parc grinned, faintly seeing through it the silhouette of Kurome stood over a knelt Bertilak clutching at his arm. Yatsufusa's blade to his neck, ready to sever his head from his neck.

"Ah, don't kill him just yet! He may have some use to me!" he quickly called out to her.

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