Filled with Daddy's seed

Elina POV

Aziel slowly pushed inside me and the pain I felt now was on a completely different level than when his fingers or teeth had tormented my clit.

“Ah..Aziel!” My breath caught as I saw the way his thick erection forced its way inside me.

My eyes rolled into my head with pure pleasure and I grip the sheets, moaning as he pushed further in.

“Hngh. You’re too big… Ah!”

“It's okay, take me all in, ma bella.” He leaned down, gently kissing my chin and cheeks as if to soothe me.

The head of his cock pushed deeper inside my relaxed walls and I could feel its length filling me up entirely.

He was fully inside me now. Every inch of his was buried deep inside me that I can feel his heavy balls pressed against my ass.

"Fuck, do you see how tight you are clenching my cock, Elina? The way your cunt molds itself around me? It's as if it doesn't want to let go." Aziel pulls back only to plunge back in, drawing the air out of my lungs and I gasp out loudly.

My pussy quivered at the force, my walls clenched and squeezed his length, feeling him throb deep inside me. I could feel the juiced leak and drip down my ass.

I feel so dirty, but his dirty girl.

“Yes…fuck me. Fuck me right there.” I moaned and dug my nails on his back, melting with pure pleasure.

Aziel suddenly grabbed my ass and pulled my hips in the air and started to pound my pussy raw and deep.

He was fucking me so hard and deep that his heavy balls slapped against my ass on every thrust.

I screamed loudly, my back arching, my hands clutching the sheets tightly that my knuckles turned white.

I bet everyone could hear it. The raw, unrestrained act of ours. And it was so surreal that we lost track of the time, drowning in our sinful act.

“Arch your back properly, ma bella. Let me feel everything of you.” Aziel placed his hands under my waist and pulled me up into position, holding me firmly.

He then kissed my trembling back softly, then moved his hands down; one to my swollen clit and the other to my stiff nipple. He began rubbing both sensitive spots simultaneously.

“Ah..Ah, Aziel!” I started moaning loudly now.

I started to break in pure bliss and I loved the way he couldn't take his eyes off me, the way his breath caught and his body tensed as bucked in and out of me.

And I started to let go. I screamed, my whole body arching off the bed and bucking into him as wave after wave of my climax thunders through me.

Aziel growls as I feel him swell bigger and bigger inside me, his heavy balls throbbing hot against my ass and suddenly I feel it.

His hot jets of cum explode deep inside of me, pump after pump filling me. We both moan loudly in pure bliss and my whole body shudders and finally staying like that for a full minute, I collapse, panting and gasping for air

But then Aziel flips me over that I lie back flat on the bed, startling me.

"Don't even think it's the end, ma bella." His voice was low, rough, with a hint of that dark hunger he wore like a second skin. “You still need to satisfy me.”

I could barely breathe, pinned under the intensity of his stare as his eyes traveled over my soaked pussy which was still rippling and clenching, letting the juices ooze out and trickle down.

And we ended up spending the whole night. And I lost count how many times I have orgasmed.

When I woke up in the morning Aziel wasn't here. Maybe he had gone for his work.

I walked down the stairs, but I couldn't ignore the ache in my legs. I blushed at what happens at night.

Halfway down, the sound of hushed voices drifted up from the grand hall. Two maids stood near the dining doors, polishing silver.

Their gazes slid over me from head to toe, a mixture of contempt and something uglier, like I’d stepped into their private territory.

My cheeks heated, but I refused to let my pace falter. I kept my chin up, my expression blank, though inside my stomach twisted.

“How dare she,” one whispered sharply. “Walking around like she owns the place just because she spent the night with him.”

The other scoffed. “As if she could compare to Madam Celeste. She’s elegance. This one’s just… cheap.”

Madam Celeste?

“What are you all doing, get off to work! Is this a place to chat!?” Marata, the oldest maid, scolded them, making them jump and flee away.

When she turned to me, her face softened and gave me the kindest smile, “Don’t listen to them, Elina. They are just trouble makers.”

“It's okay, Marata. It doesn't hurt me.” I tried to smile, and she returned it with one even softer, setting a breakfast tray in front of me.

“How sweet of you, I have a grandchild of your age. Now eat, dear. You need your strength. If you need anything feel free to ask, dear.”

I had just picked up my fork when the sound of heels echoed across the floor. A woman entered, tall and striking, with dark hair pulled into a perfect twist and a black dress that hugged her like it had been sewn onto her.

I didn’t know who she was, but something about her presence made the air feel colder.

Marta’s soft smile suddenly froze. Her hand, which had been adjusting the tray, stilled midair. “Oh…Madam Celeste! What's brought you here?”

So she is Madam Celeste?

Her gaze swept over me once, deliberate and unhurried, before she gave a low, humorless laugh.

“So this is what Aziel picked up from the streets? She tilted her head, her eyes sharpening. “You’re not even that appealing. Just a little girl… still barely growing.”

The words hit like ice water down my spine. My cheeks burned, my fingers curling around the edge of my chair so tightly my knuckles whitened.

Then her gaze shifted to Marta. “And what,” she said coldly, “is she doing at the dining table? Do you think she’s some kind of special?”

Marata straightened her shoulders, her voice firm but respectful. “ Madam, she’s someone special to the Young Master. She needs to be taken care of.”

Celeste laughed, low and mocking. “Special? Do you think whoever sleeps with Aziel is special? I have slept with him. Do you think we are all special too?”

Something broke my nerve. What..?