A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Leia was trembling and moaning wildly from Erik's lap, his cock fully sheathed inside her. "Cum— Cumming!" she groaned in a shaky voice, her eyes rolling up in her head. Her hands, supposedly keeping her steady by leaning on his chest, were wavering like noodles.

And it kept going. Erik felt her insides cramp around him and it felt heavenly. At the same time, he watched her flail with a smug, satisfied smirk.

After a few moments, her arms finally gave up and she sagged down onto his chest, face first… and still she wasn't done cumming.

"Aaaahaaah— What— Whattttt is happpeningggg," she moaned and shook, her eyes fluttering. "S— So hard— S— So long— Ne— Never before—! So good! I— I'm scared!"

Her voice did betray some fear, as well as surprising clarity born of that fear. She'd never felt like this before and didn't know how to handle it, so her natural response was to grasp at the personality she'd created for the express purpose of protecting herself.

Yet, Erik wouldn't let that happen so easily.

With a serious expression, Erik gathered up her useless arms and wrapped his own arms around her upper body, keeping her close. But, rather than let her come down gently, he started thrusting up forcefully.

With his first thrust, Leia's unfocused eyes widened and sharpened. She muttered some weak protests, "Ah~! N— No, I— Ah~!" but pleasure obliterated her thought processes as his thrusts extended what was already the strongest orgasm she'd felt in her life.

Yet, Erik didn't stop.

"Calm, little Leia," he instead whispered in her ear in a commanding tone. Now he had one arm keeping her lower body in place, and the other placed on her head, entangling with her soft hair. His lower arm also served to her body in accommodating his thrusts.

"You're safe with me," he continued, voice part gentle, part stern. "Don't fight this pleasure. Embrace it. Revel in it. It will feel even better that way."

His voice dripped some confusion in between the mixture of panic and pleasure she felt. Her body relaxed a little, but she was still conflicted. "B— Ah~! Better~?!" she groaned hesitantly in between waves of orgasm.

"That's right," Erik confirmed softly, his powerful hips never pausing. "Be a good girl. Be mine. Revel in the pleasure, connection, and submission that I offer. What's control ever really done for you, anyway? It's isolated you! You grasped at it, because you thought it was the only way to get the things you want, but it's never done that, has it?"

Leia's mind reeled from his words and the ecstasy smashing against it. Her lips parted and closed several times, her eyes became a little wet. All the while, she endured his thrusts, unable to move in his embrace.

Finally, she uttered a whisper, and the crack in her wall widened. "N— No… Ah~ It was Ah~ never the Ah~ same for me and Mom…"

Although she seemed sadder now, she also relaxed and leaned into the numbing bliss of Erik's cock.

"Good girl," Erik grunted as he felt himself getting closer to inevitability. "There's no need to be sad. I can offer you the things you want. But first, take your reward for honesty!"

With a final grunt, he pushed himself up to the entrance to Leia's womb and unleashed a torrent of cum inside it. Instantly, Leia gasped. For the first time, she felt Elora's pride and joy flow through her system, heightening the pleasure she felt even further, and quickly bringing her to a third orgasm.

She thrashed harder in his embrace, but Erik's arms didn't budge as he sighed in contentment. The feeling of flooding a woman's womb and claiming another member for his harem intermingled to create a magnificent gratification.

He took a moment to enjoy it, with Leia twitching in his arms, but didn't linger too long. He couldn't rest yet, as his task wasn't done. Leia had admitted the truth and realised where she'd gone wrong, but now he still needed to get her to accept his alternative.

It was time to hammer the iron while it was hot—literally.

With Leia still recovering, Erik quickly pulled out of her. A long, absentminded moan escaped her lips as dollops of cum started trickling down her leg. But Erik soon plugged her up again.

He placed her on the bed next to him, face down, and then rolled on top of her. With a quick thrust he was back inside her once more, before sending one hand down her body to her clit, and wrapping his other arm around her throat.

"Hah!" Leia cried out in pleasure and surprise. With her mind lost in a pink fog, she had no idea what was happening, nor any way to resist… if she even wanted to. There was a profound sadness behind her eyes now, longing to be swept away by pleasure—but that wasn't good enough for Erik.

He started thrusting again, but slower this time. At the same time, his hand rubbed the small pearl above her pussy lips, and his other arm reminded her of who was in control now by making it a little harder for her to breath.

New waves of pleasure crashed against her mind, while Erik continued his enticing whispers.

"It wasn't your fault, Leia," he began, his hips churning the white mess inside her. "Your mother is a ruthless ruler before she's a parent, and your father's submission to her outweighed whatever love he may have once bore you."

Tears now streamed down Leia's cheeks as a shaky voice escaped her lips. "P— Please… More… Faster…! M— Make me feel good!"

Erik smiled. It was a good first step, but he wanted more. He didn't want her to be with him out of an addiction to sex and the desire to drive out the bad feelings. No, he always preferred his women to be happy, even as he dominated them as much as they'd let him.

Plus, there was his mother, but he definitely wasn't thinking about her right now.

"I can offer you more than pleasure, little Leia," he answered, even as he did speed up his thrusts and her moans became louder. "Your parents failed you. You resisted being married off because you didn't want to leave the people and places you loved, and then those people betrayed you with scorn."

Her tears flowed faster, and Erik continued thrusting, causing Leia to lean more and more into the pleasure he provided as she shrank away from the sadness.

"But, you still wanted to belong. You craved intimacy, love, direction, and joy. You wanted a happy, simple life with the people you care about, didn't you?"

Leia stayed silent, choosing to drown in pleasure rather than face his words. But, of course, that didn't work for Erik.

He scoffed, stopped moving, and harshly pinched her clit as punishment. "Answer me, you little slut!"

She gasped and shook from his sudden rough treatment. Wanting more pleasure instead, she quickly answered. "Y— Yes! Yes, I did!" She stammered. "I just— I just wanted to stay with my parents when they were still kind to me, with my brother, and the other people who I thought cared about me!"

As a reward, Erik resumed thrusting and whispering gently. "That's right. But then you discovered all the men around you were essentially being controlled by your mother, so you decided the only way to get what you wanted, was to become like your mother. I get it. It was the only choice you had… But it failed, and it's not your only choice anymore."