Chapter 92

The walk to Aurica’s chambers were rather quiet and foreboding. Aurica was perhaps one of the most powerful people in the world. There were the three grand magus, the celestials, and then Aurica. Aurica was probably more dangerous than the others because she was also unstable. Well, I at least saw her as unstable. I reached her room, hesitating for a moment.

“You might as well come in.” A faint voice came from inside.

She already knew I was coming. How could she not? This wasn’t just the fabled faery queen who had mothered an entire race, but she was also my mother. Shaking my head, I opened the door and stepped into her lair.

Aurica was lying on her bed her wings outstretched, looking every bit like a goddess. She was wearing something extremely thin and scandalous. It was the kind of outfit a woman would wear on her wedding night to impress her husband. The material clung to her curves and made her figure all the more tempting.

“It looks like you were expecting someone.” I grinned slightly.

“You… insolent child…” Her voice cracked slightly. “You knew this would happen, didn’t you?”

“I had my theories.” I shrugged. “I always have theories. That’s all they are though until they are in practice. For example, you stated that shortly after you finished merging, your body would jump into your mating period. I theorized that exposure to my blood would expedite that event.”

When I had spit blood in her face, I hadn’t expected it to instantly work. Rather, I had been hoping that whatever hormones were at play would cause her to lose herself more quickly. She was now lying in her bed, panting with red cheeks and a slightly euphoric look.

“I will kill you for that.” She snarled.

“It’s too bad that you’re not able to lift a finger.”

“…”

“Since I had first heard of the mating ritual, I had been somewhat interested in it. The idea that you went into this matting state once every four years, and only created new faery then… was a bit confusing to me. It was the idea that you consumed the husband to create the offspring that was the hardest bit to swallow. I was thinking that such a thing couldn’t exist. From a creative standpoint, it seemed inefficient to destroy the most promising faery every generation. Why would the celestials make such a strange rule?

“At first, I thought it was Celestials who were lacking when they created you, but once I tossed that theory out and accepted that you didn’t have to kill the mate, I had to ask… why did you? The answer could only be that the mate learned something about you, something that you couldn’t risk getting out. It was something that made it worth killing the most promising faery every generation to keep a secret. It was a weakness…”

“You’re far too clever for your good… hah… hah…” She growled.

“When you enter your mating cycle, you become as weak as a babe. All of your mana becomes used up in the preparation, and you’re basically at the whims of your lover. You might set up contingencies in advance. If I had to guess, those men have never touched you. You’re a proud queen, so how could you be made vulnerable. You make them deposit manually themselves and then killed them before the true mating time came. After that, you merely used their matter with a prepared spell to create your offspring.”

“Hehe… it has always served me well. They were thinking they would receive the greatest pleasure of their life before dying, but all they got was a cup. Even your father was just a cuck. I used illusion magic to make him think we made love, but your fertilizations were done magically, as were your births.”

“Not all of the births though.”

Her expression flickered. “They believed that my point of contamination came at childbirth, but if that was the case, I never would have let our blood intermingle.”

“The blood of the mother and child intermingle in the womb,” I responded. “You could be forgiven for not realizing that. That’s why I never understood why a woman’s loyalty transferred to her child upon birth. Technically, the moment the baby started growing in her womb, her blood and his blood would have been connected. That’s when I started to realize the truth. A mother is immune to her child’s blood. There is no obsession, no derangement. It’s a myth.”

“Hehe…” she smirked. “Now why would they spread around such a rumor?”

“A mother loves her child. Even if they hated the father, many of them would want to protect the baby, especially from senseless slaughter. Claiming they were deranged and enslaved only gave the people just to cut them down and murder the baby. In time, it became a fact… but it’s only a fact of convenience! The truth was that when you started having me, your true enslavement, the enslavement caused by the celestials, started to break away. As long as I was inside you, you were immune. Except, you’re not under some simple glamour. Their control was built into your very being. After I was born, the entanglement of our blood ended, and their spell started to reclaim you, so you cut your soul in two. Does that sound about right?”

“Now that you know the truth, you know that I can’t leave you alive. Even if you run, I will come after you and kill you.” She chuckled. “And don’t even think about hurting me here and now. I’m at least protected enough to survive the likes of you.  I’m not so easily killed.”

“Whoever said I came here to run?” I chuckled. “And whoever said I would kill you, my precious mother.”

“Then… why are you…” Her eyes widened. “Y-you…”

“Haha… are you so surprised?” I walked toward the bed. “It really would solve my problems.”

“You want to fuck me.” It’s not a question, but a statement to my mother.

“Well, it sounds like I’m the only man who has ever been inside mom. I’m just going to be inside you again, just like when I was born. You look like you want it.”

She let out a snarl. “Oh, please don’t be full of yourself. This is nothing more than my mating cycle and your aphrodisiac blood. Even if I wanted a sexual partner, do you think you could satisfy me?”

I narrowed my eyes, a bit of sadistic anger flowing through me. “You know damn fucking well that you want me, Mother. I should spank you for what you pulled today, but I’m afraid your masochistic side would like it too much and you’d cum too soon and come off like a slut.

Her breath faltered; she had probably never been called such a derogatory name before. However, her expression quickly returned to a mocking grin.

“Are you only words?” she scoffed, using her waning strength to spread her thin fabric apart as if to welcome me. “Why don’t you try if you think you’re all that? Just fuck me already, David.”

My mother was a queen. How could she be easy to deal with? Since one strategy failed, she was going to use another. As if I’d be so easily lured by her.

I scowled down at her, ignoring her suggestive behavior. Slowly, I stoked my cock through my pants, feeling it was already hard. Perhaps the thought of plowing her was still in my mind. I loved the woman who called herself my mother while disliking the woman she became. In some way, I wanted to punish her, and in some ways, I wanted to fulfill my darkest fantasies.

“You should be careful what you wish for. I can keep going all damn night. But I bet you’re dripping wet, aren’t you? You want my cock buried deep in your cunt. You want your cunt ruined like the day I came out of you. You may have brought all my sisters out with magic, but I was the one you wanted to feel, isn’t that right, Mother?”

She was staring at my cock, breathing hard. Although she had been trying to put on a show, she was still being overwhelmed with an intense desire to mate. As if her hands were a separate entity, she started undressing herself, her movements weak and timid, but filled with sexual intent. As she undressed, she started to roll her hips upward, grinding her soaking thong up in the air, and I could practically smell her arousal as she looked seductively at me.

“Just…just fuck me,” she insisted with red cheeks.

My eyes darkened tremendously. I jumped onto the bed, gripping onto the sheets around her. I bucked my hips into her core, thrusting my straining length into her heat, causing her to let out a little whimper. Finally, she clamped her hands down onto my shoulder and moaned, her legs wrapping around me.

“Please…” She moaned.

“Then beg for my cock.”

She bit her lips before burying her face into the crook of my neck. It was wrong, a mother and her son fucking, but we were never sane. I had already had several sisters, so why not her?

“Baby,” she whimpered out weakly as she squirmed in my lap. “Fuck me.”

For a moment, she sounded like my mother again. I hesitated a moment at her weak begging, but then I gave a dark chuckle.

“Is that it? You can do better than that, Mother. If you want me to be rough with you, you’re going to have to ask for it. You shouldn’t expect me to give you an award for pissing me off, right?”

“Fuck you.” Her expression darkened back to the proudful queenly one.

“Soon,” I humorlessly chuckled before sitting up on my knees, taking my pressure off her.

My mother was crazy. Well, I had already known that. I wondered just how many voices were screaming inside that mind of her. At any given thrust, I’d have to wonder which woman I was fucking, the puppet, the queen, the mother, the faery, the slut… it was all wrapped up in this beautiful perfect package in front of me.

Without breaking eye contact, I freed my cock and watched as she swallowed, her eyes seeming to glow now as she bit her lips gently. Her already red cheek appeared even brighter as she reached out and grabbed it. She could barely wrap her hands around my thick rod.

“You’re so big, David,” she whispered, seeming to shudder in ecstasy as she ran a finger up and down my shaft. “Did I do this to you? Your mother needs to take care of you, huh?”

“Fuck, yes, you do,” I answered, my nose flaring.

“I guess I have to take care of it,” she responded helplessly, submitting to her lust.

“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath as she started to jack me off.

My cock felt like pure bliss as her hands moved skillfully up and down. I was a bit surprised that a faery queen like her could perform so well, especially after learning she was a virgin.

“Did you learn to do this for all of those faery men?” I asked. “You’re so good at this, Aurica.”

“Hmph! This is my first time doing this. I’m just good at everything.”

I couldn’t help but nod. Her hand stroked my cock at the perfect rhythm and paid just the right amount of attention to the most sensitive parts around the thick tip. I slowly stopped seeing her as my mother, or even as the faery queen, but as a woman. She bent her head forward and swallowed the tip of my cock.

Her saliva lubricated my cock perfectly, allowing her hand to glide up and down the shaft smoothly. I squeezed the pillows sitting on either side of us, feeling myself quickly ready to lose a great deal of stress I had accumulated. The image of her ass jiggling as I plowed away at her pussy entered my mind.

It became like heaven on Earth as I thrust into her wet hand as she stroked the area below my tip roughly. I couldn’t even think straight. The images grew more and more vivid. I imagined pumping my thick seed into her. The image of her tight pussy clamping tightly around my cock as I filled her womb up caused me just about ready to cum. That’s when I came to my senses. Quickly, I pulled my cockhead out of her mouth with a loud pop and slapped away her hand before shoving her back on the bed.

“You dirty slut!” I snapped.

“Tsk… so close.” She made an irritated noise.

The faery queen had still managed to implant an illusion in my mind. I was a devil, and I was able to overcome it, but she had been very clever to strike then.

“Did you honestly think if I came in your hand, that I wouldn’t have any left for your pussy?”

“If you can’t even hold out to a little hand play, do you even have the right to impregnant a queen?” She responded.

I reached down and ripped off the rest of her clothing including her panties roughly, a furious expression on my place. “Are you so eager to mate, Aurica? You need me to fuck you till you know for sure that you can’t walk in the morning?”

“I’d like to see you try,” she challenged, pouting her cheek outwards.

I would take on her challenge, though I needed her wet first. I pressed my lips against her forcefully, kissing her mouth while grinding myself against her. My tongue caressed her lips, encouraging her to reciprocate. She happily obliged with my demand as she cupped the back of my head, and my tongue drove right into her mouth. Finally, I dragged my tongue over her teeth, and our tongues collided with one another before pulling out.

“David,” she whimpered lewdly. “Put it in already, David. Please.”

I couldn’t believe she was begging for it even after trying to use an illusion on me a short while before. Her mind was still as fractured as ever, and this level of arousal only seemed to bring that into the open.  I was ready to explode from all the pent-up foreplay though, and I knew that my load was destined for her womb.

“Yeah, what’s it that you want so badly?” I growled out.

If she wanted to challenge me, then I’d give it to her. At that moment, she was no longer a faery queen. She was just a slut who wanted to become my slave. I didn’t care about the details, I just knew one way or the other, she’d be mine.

“Your…cock,” she answered breathlessly, her cheek becoming red, likely at the thought of begging her child for cock. “Your cock… please… inside.”

Perhaps that illusion had been her last bit of defiance. Her eyes seemed completely lost. From the amount of pent-up sexual frustration, I was feeling, my eyes were probably pitched black. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but stare at my mother, writhing her head back and forth. My cock was already getting soaking wet from her arousal, and every time I thrust past her entrance and nudge at her clit, she would gasp, which became music to my ears.

Then, without warning, I thrust myself deep into her. She moaned loudly, whimpering as she clawed at my chest while I groaned at the feeling of her hot, slick heat wrapping all around me from every angle. Her pussy was angelic, wrapping around me like it was made for my cock. The feeling was so intense that it was practically blinding. It triggered my animalistic need to impregnate her, plunging deep inside of her so I could hit her cervix.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” she moaned, her voice barely louder than a whisper. “You’re so fucking big.”

That was the first word out of the queen’s mouth that I felt was filled with absolute honesty, and I’d take it.

I groaned, my nose flaring at the sight of her tight little pussy being stretched obscenely around my cock. She seemed so large and menacing out on the plateau when she took my Mother, but while she was under me, she seemed so petite and tiny that I wasn’t sure if she’d even handle the rest of me. However, I growled before my cock jerked in anticipation as I slammed my last few inches into her hot pussy.

“That’s my little breeding slave. You’re going to stretch, and your hot little pussy is not going to be satisfied by anyone else but me.”

“Yes, please,” she whimpered out. “Fuck me good, baby.”

“You’re mine now, you understand me?” I snarled.

The need to claim her roared in my ears while her sex only tightened with my words. As I drove myself deeper, rougher, and faster into her slick wetness. She doesn’t seem to mind it at all, holding onto me as I began to fuck her with complete abandonment. The sensation of being filled and stretched was probably too much for her, and I knew it was only a matter of time before she would leap over the edge.

I watched as she leaned her head back, her tits thrusting forward with her mouth opened to form a perfect circle. My hand reached forward, kneading her breasts as I twisted and plucked them to my heart’s desire. All the while, sweat has started to pool at the back of my neck as I continued to plunge into her. Since her pussy was slick with arousal, her body took my entire cock with every thrust. It was as if my mother’s pussy was welcoming me back in.

Before long, my other hand went to strum at her clit, flicking it back and forth. Just like that, her body started to shake as she spread her legs wider so I could plunge even deeper into her. A delirious smile made its way to her face as she became lost in pleasure.

“You’re so fucking tight, Aurica. Like you were made for this,” I hissed. “Made for me.”

Well, it was the other way around.

“I’m close,” she rasped. “My baby’s cock is going to make me cum.”

“Beg me. Beg me to let you come all over my cock.”

“Please,” she choked out breathlessly. “Please let me come and milk your cock. I want all of your sticky, white creamy thickness inside of me. Why isn’t your cum coming out of yet? I want it!”

Ever the demanding Queen she was, but in this case, I was happy to oblige.

My balls were slapping hard onto her swollen, puffy pussy. My cock hammered deep into her, driving her higher and higher between pain and pleasure to the point that I didn’t think she could even think straight anymore. I couldn’t take my eyes off her even if I tried. Strands of her hair started to stick onto her cheek, her tongue lolling outwards as she was driven to the brink of lust.

“Okay then, cum,” I commanded, taking complete control of my mother. “I want to feel your pretty pussy grip my cock when you cum.”

I pushed my thumb hard onto her clit, and her eyes widened before she shattered all around me. Her tight cunt milked my cock relentlessly, contracting and pulsing all around my girth. I could feel her cum gushing down my thighs from how powerful it was, and it didn’t take long for the building of pleasure to start taking hold of me as well. I could feel it shooting up my spine, and my ball tightened.

It was then I leaned down quickly and capture her mouth. Much to my surprise, she wrapped her arms around my broad shoulders, deepening our kiss. All we could both focus on was on each other, how addicted we both were to one another. I nibbled her lower lips that were wavering from her orgasm, and she parted them so my tongue could explore her mouth.

With that, I pound hard into her, palming her breasts until my cock swelled and twitched. I had continued to pound her roughly, to the point where my orgasm was delayed. When it finally did burst, it was like a damn. She threw her head back as I filled her insides with warm jets of thick cum. It filled her so much that some oozed out and trickled down her thighs onto the bed. I soiled my Mother’s womanhood with my cock.

My mind grey hazy for a moment, and for the briefest time, I feared that I had been taken in by another illusion and hadn’t truly finished where I thought. However, when my mind cleared, I looked down to see my mother under me. My cock was still in her ruined pussy, white and leaky, and the woman herself, a perfect angelic faery, had been ruined by her devilish son.

Out of breath and sweat trickling down, I collapsed next to my mother. She was mine now; now, and forever.