Ayashi twitched slightly, her eyes fluttering open for a split second. A blissful, empty smile crossed her face — the face of a woman who had just been broken and remade into pure sex. Her mind was still gone; she just moaned softly and squirted one last tiny aftershock before her eyes rolled back again.
Aiden smiled down at her, genuinely affectionate for the first time. "Good girl, Ayashi Nightshade. My perfect breeding bunny and wife."
He watched her leaking. The river of thick white seed still poured from her gaping pussy, mixing with her squirt, dripping down her ass and onto the floor. Her massive tits continued to spray milk in slow, rhythmic pulses.
"Lunara," he said happily, "clean her up and the place. But make sure her womb contains my sperm. I want her to have my baby."
Lunara's sweet purr echoed in his mind like velvet.
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"Of course… I exist to serve you."
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