THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM
Alex cried out, pushing back despite himself, the child kicking in rhythm with every savage stroke.
“Feel that?” Prime growled, hips slamming forward. “This is what true power feels like. Owning both of you. Filling you while he watches from his knees.”
Damian remained bound in the corner, eyes burning with jealousy and helpless arousal. His own cock strained against his trousers, leaking as he watched his duplicate fuck the man he loved.
Alex moaned, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. Pleasure and shame twisted together. The child fed on it, growing stronger, its tiny tentacles brushing against the inside of his belly wall. Prime’s hand wrapped around Alex’s cock, stroking roughly