Elowen watched the city from the castle balcony. Her white pupils glistened in the moonlight, and only her dyed dark hair whipped in the wind. Her usual bright dresses were now replaced by the royal armor of the Empire. The light armor was more comfortable for her.

Empire Capital, as the city was called, stretched for many miles in all directions. From the castle, which was at the very heart of the city, it was impossible to see the city's end in any direction. To reach one of the exits, it would take at least half a day.

Therefore, on that very first day when Seraphina left the castle with her children, they fled in the morning to reach Lord Blunder's camp by evening.

The King's men were approaching the castle. From the balcony, she saw her father's banners, but due to the immense height, she couldn't spot him among the cavalry and infantry crowd.

She rushed down the castle corridors, soon reaching the entrance. She was out of breath; moving so quickly in armor was very difficult.

Elowen surveyed all the arrivals, noticing Tilidus, who met her gaze. King Arik dismounted from his silver horse, his dark hair streaked with gray falling onto his back.

"Where is Mum?" Elowen asked, coming closer. "Where is..." she gulped. For some reason, it became so difficult to speak. "Where is Cedric, Dad?"

Arik, with traces of battle on his armor and dried blood drops on the scabbard, though his face was as clean as milk, without a single scratch, approached his daughter. His tired eyes had not seen sleep for several days.

He embraced Elowen.

"They abandoned us, my dear," he said, holding his daughter's head tightly against his shoulder.

"No, Cedric would never abandon me. He and Mum would never do that," Elowen said, her eyes moving with horror. "They wouldn't abandon me. Cedric promised to stop the war!"

The voice and crying coming from Kukuwaya rang so loudly in her ears and heart that she could barely hear anything around her.

Arik lowered his head, his chin touching the top of his daughter's head. Her voice and looks were so much like Seraphina.

"Now they are our enemies," he said, placing his hands on her shoulders. "We are on our own, Elowen, and we must be ready to fight back. Mum and your brother are as good as dead to us; they have taken the side of the enemy. We will crush them when the Cosmic Eclipse comes. Father and daughter."

Tears streamed from her white eyes. "I don't want to kill Mum and Cedric. Please, Dad."

Arik shook his daughter by the shoulders. "Pull yourself together, Elowen. We are alone now, and I need you to be strong. Stronger than ever! You are now my heir and you will become the first queen of the Eclipsian Dynasty. You are the chosen one, not Cedric."

He gently touched his daughter's cheek as she tried to understand what she had just heard.

"Dear, my blood runs in your veins. And I have no doubts in entrusting you with this responsibility. I want you to become our queen."

Arik pushed back his cloak and knelt before Elowen. Tilidus, with a small scratch on his cheek and a smile on his face, was the next to kneel before Elowen.

Elowen, wiping away her tears, missed the moment when the entire court now stood before her on their knees.

Everyone knelt before the First Queen of the Eclipsian Dynasty.

Cedric sat on the throne wearing a golden mask while the assembled council discussed something he couldn't hear. The voices of the Solarians seemed to sound far away. He couldn't stop staring at his fingers. There was a strange tingling sensation in it, and sometimes he thought he saw light sparks or flashes of lightning.

His other hand rested on the hilt of the moon sword, and his red armor shimmered with a lilac hue in the dim torchlight. His heart ached with a useless pain, the kind Corvus experienced.

"Forgive me, Elowen," Cedric thought, hoping she would feel it.

"Your Majesty?" called one of the white-haired captains in the council, speaking in Solarion.

"Yes?" Cedric lowered his gaze to the captain.

"The end is nigh. We are almost ready for our army to sweep across the entire continent. We'll go in a few days and try to reach the Capital before the Cosmic Eclipse."

"Excellent," Cedric responded without much enthusiasm.

The captains and soldiers exchanged glances. "We want to know what the Eclipse allows you to do. What kind of power will you gain? What should we expect?"

Everyone waited for an answer.

"I don't know," Cedric replied calmly.

The answer clearly did not satisfy the war hounds.

A soldier quickly crossed the Hall of the Fearless and reached the throne, presenting a letter to the king.

"What is this?" Cedric asked, taking it.

"A message from King Arik."

Cedric broke the seal with the Eclipse symbol and opened the letter, bringing it close to the nearby torch.

"She will still be mine.

I will rape her in our room until your mother dies.

Better to kill her now to spare her poor treacherous soul."

Cedric held the sheet to the brazier, directly under the flames. Words of hatred devoured by the fire were reflected in his white eyes. He rose from his throne and everyone in the hall bowed.

"Continue the council without me," he said in broken Solarian.

He left the hall and climbed the steps into the depths of the Red Castle. Silent servants bowed to him all the way to the entrance of the Breeding Room. It transformed, with almost all the beds removed. One broken bed from the night with Seraphina stood in the corner. His mother herself, dressed in a gown with her hair in a braid, was sweeping the floor, removing all the dust and dirt.

"I asked not to be disturbed while I'm here! Gosh!" she scolded without even turning to the entrance. "I'm the mother of your king. Can I have a few moments alone... Ohhh! Cedric?"

She felt him press against her from behind, removing his glove and running his hand over her round buttocks. His cock pushed against her dress. Seraphina's lower back was damp with sweat, and the fabric of the dress clung tightly to her two ample cheeks. Cedric squeezed one, then the other. She smelled like strawberries and sugar and fresh sweat.

"I'm glad you're settling into your new place." He whispered, kissing her neck.

"Cedric? Don't. I'm busy." She removed his hand, adjusted the dress below her hips (one of her buttocks still bore the imprint of his fingers), and continued what she was doing. "Don't you see? Trying to distract myself with some work. This place, these people scares me. I don't understand a word they're saying. Gosh, my hips are still hurt. Look, I've changed this room, and now it will be my chambers. Your servants looked at me like I was crazy when I tried to show that I want to remove the beds and all that unnecessary weird ugly stuff. I also removed those chains so you won't dare try to bind me again."

"As I've probably said infinite times before, I'm sorry, Mum."

"You still owe me infinite more apologies." Seraphina looked calm, but something was off. She nervously swept the stone floor. Cedric gently stopped her and set the broom aside.

"You miss home," he stated.

She looked around the large, plain room. "I miss my chambers, my servants, the castle, the food, my people, my daughter, and..."

"Arik?"

"No," Seraphina said after a pause. "I don't miss your father anymore, but here... we are strangers. And sometimes, you seem like a stranger to me too."

She took the broom from his hands and continued sweeping the floor.

"You're always busy with your kingly duties. You only visit me when you need a kiss or when you want to try to touch my breasts, like I'm your mistress or even whore. I'm more than that! And you keep almost everything a secret. You even keep the reason we're here a secret. You said the answers are in the Red Castle, but you won't tell me what you found out."

"I can't tell you because I'm trying to protect you, not keep secrets from you, Mother." He reached out to her, but she pulled away, shrugging off his hand. "I'm afraid to scare you..."

"The Fearless King is afraid of something? How amusing," Seraphina said with a bitter smile, looking just like Elowen at that moment. "Afraid to scare your mother?"

They both fell silent, realizing the conversation reached a dead end. It so resembled a lovers' quarrel that Cedric couldn't help but smile. He watched with excitement as Seraphina's full hips swayed in rhythm with her movements.

"Gosh, you have beautiful big hips, Mum," Cedric whispered.

"What did you say?" She stopped, looked over her shoulder, and blushed. "Why are you smiling?"

"Uhm...Nothing. It's nothing."

"I asked why are you smilling, Cedric?!" She looked really pissed.

"It's just... funny that.... uhmmm," Cedric turned towards the corner of the room. "Funny that you kept the very bed we broke and where I tried to concieve our first child."

A broom fell with a crash from her hands onto the stone floor. "I'm sorry, I... When you say it out loud — it gives me creeps."

She was about to bend down to pick up the broom but stopped halfway, covering her protruding buttocks.

"The idea of our children gives you creeps? The best children are born from true love. Remember? Your words. You always told me when I was as a kid."

"Don't twist my words. True love, not that love we have." She turned to say something she had been meaning to for a long time. "Listen, dear, I love you. You are my son, the meaning of my life, and I admit I enjoy what you do to my body. The way you have so many desires and young energy, even though I'm not a young woman anymore. It's amazing the way you love me, and you're not like Arik at all. In a good way," she sighed. "But children? Our children will be ugly monsters. Don't you realize? It's not right."

"What are you saying? You are incapable of giving birth to a monster, Mum. You are too gorgeous." He kissed her neck, her muscles, feeling blood rush in her veins.

"Don't... Not now, Cedric. It's serious! I'm your Mother!"

He couldn't stop; he wanted so much to savor her taste. Her skin, her scent, her flavor.

"And you are the first woman I fell in love with."

"Stop, Cedric!" She pushed against his chest with her hands; she was a bit shorter. He couldn't stop, but he had to when she grabbed his index finger again.

"Don't make me break your fingers again. When a woman says no, it means no, my love."

"You'll need something more than a broken finger to stop me from... Ughhhhhh."

Despite Cedric being fully dressed in the king's armor, Seraphina deftly knocked him to the floor and pounced on top of him. Just like in the library. Her voluptuous hips in her dress settled on his groin, and her hands rested on his chest and neck. She brushed a lock of hair from her eyes.

"What were you saying?"

Neither of them could hold back their smiles. He reached out, trying to kiss her, but Seraphina didn't move, pressing him harder to the floor.

"You lied to me, I just realized. When I asked you in the tent whether you love me as a woman or not. You lied to me, remember? I climbed onto you in the same way to pry out the secret. You said no."

"I was too scared to admit it to you, Mum."

Her hands wrapped around his neck and squeezed. He was unprotected in this area. She tightened her grip on his throat.

"You should be punished for deceiving your poor mother. Did I raise you to be like this? You should have told me the truth, no matter how harsh or ugly it was."

She enjoyed watching his face turn a bit purple, she smiled. His groin rubbed against her crotch, his tip through the pants rested against her two oval cheeks.

"You don't have anything under your dress, do you?" Cedric smiled as well. "I wouldn't mind if you punished me. Give me a good whipping?"

Seraphina tried to pull her hands away and stand up, but he held her firmly against him.

"When you tried to take the book away from me in the Library and sat on me, I almost went nuts with craving."

"Ahhhhhhhhh, Cedric."

He moved his crotch, feeling how wet she was. Cedric pulled off his pants "We haven't tried this pose yet."

Seraphina, wrapping her arms around his neck, watched his movements as if under hypnosis.

"You don't want us to have children and want us to remain just mother and son, yet you dress like this?" He lifted her dress, exposing her nude ass. "You're a bad mother. Very bad."

"I know, honey," Seraphina barely whispered, clenching her teeth. "And I hate myself for it...Ughhhh."

Seraphina threw her head back as he penetrated her pussy. She settled on his cock with all her weight and Cedric bit his lip. "Ughhhh.... I could never be with another woman after a pussy like that." A small tear trickled down in response to the intense pleasure. He could once again taste and smell strawberries, berries, and sweat.

His balls clenched and the veins on his shaft bulged. His cock throbbed inside her, the tip massaging against her cervix. Cedric pulled her tight against him, grabbing her neck and thrusting his hips with a wild thrust. His cock penetrated her with each sharp thrust, forcing its way through the narrow sheer walls of her vagina. Seraphina clenched her teeth, her lush thighs and ass jerking from the overwhelming sensations.

"Cedric...akgghhh...akgghhh...why did you...how did I create such a big cock...If only you weren't my son. UGhhhhhhh..." A huge moan escaped her lips, echoing off the walls of the room.

"I'll make you beg me for children." He looked into her pleasure-drunk eyes as he plowed his shaft into her vagina.

"No, I won't... Not inside, Cedric." She mumbled. Cedric tore apart her dress to reach Mum's boobs.

"Yeah...I've already done it inside two times...akgghhhh...what difference will one time make, Mum?"

"Not. Inside." She covered her eyes, her face nearly twisted from the frenzied pleasure that coursed through her entire body. Her tight ass shook. Mum's pussy was the warmest place in the entire world. He straddled her hips, moving his cock and pushing his way inside.

"Yeah, that's it, Mum. I'm almost... Ughh. Fuck..."

"Not inside!" She clawed at his neck like her life depended on it.

"Akgghhhh... Whatever you say, you always have a second opening." Cedric lifted her effortlessly, as if she weighed no more than a feather, letting their mixed fluids flow out of his birthplace. And with his next thrust he impaled her again, but this time getting his cock in her butthole.

"What are you doing....acgghhhhhh...CEDRIC! That's not my pussy!"

"I know!" He smiled, thrusting through her passage as she nearly screamed in pain. "You're so...tight there... Wow...akgghhhh. Fuck."

A combination of fear, pleasure, and pain appeared on her face. He moved slowly, making his way through her insides.

"Ughhh, this..." The ring of her butt tightened around his member, gradually relaxing. "...feels amazing."

"Cedric... it hurts... ughhhh."

He moved his cock and hips as if it were her vagina. The sensations were completely different, unique. She was too tight, and Cedric couldn't hold back.

"Akgghhhhhhhhhh, Gods!" He grabbed her lower back and squeezed so hard she thought he was going to break her back. His balls erupted inside her butthole. He shot several torrents up her ass, feeling intensely dizzy. He loved these new sensations, exploring his mother's new horizons. He shot again into her, not skimping on the cum. "Ughhh. Mum..."

"You are crazy... Shit, Cedric. Even your father never went in there. You can't do it with my... butt." Seraphina's back ached so much from his gasps. However, it felt so good.

"But I just did. I finished inside your butt.... Ughh... Mum. It was amazing." Slime was oozing from her ass. She broke free from his embrace and stood up, feeling his fluids flowing out of her.

"Horrendous. This is not how I was going to start this day." Seraphina breathed heavily. She stood over him, white viscous fluid flowing down her legs.

"I did as you asked. Didn't do it inside." He watched his semen flow down her legs to the floor without looking away. "What a view."

"You're impossible, Cedric."

At the Red Castle, on a sprawling balcony overlooking the city, the royal feast was underway. Cedric was seated at a grand table, with braziers casting a warm glow across the space, and the balcony offering a captivating view of the night city. This was the last feast before heading to war, the final battle to destroy the Eclipsian Dynasty.

But Cedric wasn't in the mood to celebrate. A few weeks remained until the cosmic eclipse, before the final confrontation with his father. How would it end? With his victory or his death? And where is Elowen's role in this story?

He saw the wooden door again, at the end of a narrow corridor deep in the dungeons of the Red Castle. The one where Faithwinder's answers lay. The door behind which he and Gargantua found the answers. Answers he did not expect to hear.

"I must admit, though I'm scared of this place, the wine is quite good," Seraphina said sadly, swirling a strangely shaped glass with red liquid inside. She sat close to him, closer than anyone else, and farther away from the others.

"You'll get used to this place, just as I have, Mum."

"I don't want to get used to it," she said, lowering her glass, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol. "I want to go home. I want everything to end. I want the war to be over, I want to be with you and Elowen back home..."

"Arik is our enemy. There's only one way to live a normal life again - to kill him."

One strap of her bodice slipped down. She looked at him tenderly and took another sip of wine. "Can't believe Elowen was right. All this time."

"About what?"

"About you and me." She took another sip. "I always thought it was just a silly joke and that she was making fun of us. She called you a mama's boy. She said that you were in love with me since the day you turned 14."

Cedric tried to remember himself at 14. "Perhaps, subconsciously, I loved you all these years, Mum. You were the only woman in my life, the only one I could love."

"And now look at us. You nutted two times inside me," Seraphina smirked.

Cedric reached his hand under the table, touching her bare leg and moving higher. He felt the dampness of her pubic hair as she sipped her drink and tried to pull his hand away.

"You were so protective of me since I was born. I never hold a sword before Blunder's moon sword gift. And maidens? You never allowed me to mess with the girls. You wanted me to love you and you only, Mum."

"Ugh...So it's my fault then that you love me like this?" She hold a moan.

"No. I'm the only one responsible for my own feelings, and I fell in love with you only when I turned 18."

She stroked his face with her other hand, suppressing a hiccup. "This is so wrong. My baby. It's not real love."

She squeezed his hand under the table so tightly that he had no choice but to remove it.

"Who determines what is right and wrong? I am the king and heir to the two largest states on the entire continent."

"I know, Cedric. And I'm flattered by how much you love me and my body. How you always seize every chance to kiss my lips — the same lips that kissed you when you were a baby. How you cling to my breasts that nurtured you since the moment you were born. Maybe in another life, I am more fortunate, and you'd be my husband instead of my son. As it should be. I've always wanted the best for you and protected you for 18 years as if you were a part of me. You are a part of me." She removed her hand from his cheek and finished the wine. "But the children, sweetheart? You and me? Children? You can't do that. You do realize, don't you, that my children will be your siblings, but not your heirs and kids."

Cedric remained silent, waiting to see what else she would say. Seraphina turned her head towards the view of the city, placing a hand under her jaw.

"You're so handsome. Much more so than your father was at your age." She bowed her head, thinking about Arik and their chance meeting that wasn't really a coincidence. A servant in a red velvet suit poured her more wine. "You could have had any woman in the world."

"I chose best one. The most incredible, beautiful, and unattainable one. You, Mum"

He wanted to take her hand, but she pulled it away and gulped down more wine.

"I can't, Cedric. Back in the castle, or when you had me chained up — I loved being desired. I enjoyed it so much, doing what was forbidden and seeing you so happy. It felt wrong, but I didn't care. Seeing you so pleased made me feel like I was doing the right thing as a mother, but now, no, Cedric. Don't ask me to go any further."

She looked wistfully back toward the city, and Cedric sipped his wine, though he had no intention of drinking this day. Their conversation was becoming too tense.

The guests were celebrating, and the bards were singing the best solarion songs in a language where he could barely understand a word, but the melody was pleasant.

"I might die during the Cosmic Eclipse, either at the hands of my father or some random soldier, Mum."

"Don't you dare even blackmail me with your death, Cedric!" She slapped the table. "Do you hear me? You want me to become your sex slave because you might die? Did you even hear what I was telling you? I want to cherish and love your grandchildren, not the children you conceived in the same womb that you emerged from."

Cedric nervously clenched his fist, peering at the purple liquid in his glass "You've had too much wine, Mother. You don't understand what you're saying."

"I didn't drink enough to be ready to have five children with my 18-year-old son. It's impossible to be that drunk. I feel sober, also I don't feel hungry. Thank you."

She crashed out of her chair and headed up the stone staircase into the castle. The music and general merrymaking didn't stop for a moment; hardly anyone noticed Seraphina's departure or the nervousness on the king's face.

"She's right. All these people are strangers to us. They don't care about us, yet in a few days I am going to march into battle with them to destroy my homeland. To kill my own father." He gulped down the wine as if it were water, trying to quench his sorrow and horror at what was happening.

A figure loomed over him. It was one of his captains, with braided hair, black armor, a sword at his waist, and an angry look. Cedric leaned back in his chair, wearing a light crimson robe, and studied the captain with amusent.

"What do you want?"

"I challenge you to a duel as I am the most fearless warrior. You are leading our country to ruin, and I want to protect it."

Slightly drunk, Cedric stood up. "I don't mind taking my anger out on someone."

The captain seemed surprised, expecting Cedric to put on armor first. The merriment and singing stopped as whispers spread through the crowd. Perhaps tonight the king would change.

"These foolish Solarion laws," Cedric said in his own language, drawing his moon blade. "What will you do with my mother if I am defeated by the way?" Cedric asked in Solarian, suddenly curious.

"I'll kill her, but maybe she'll give me a few brown-haired children first."

"No, that won't do," Cedric raised his weapon. "Attack."

The captain, drawing his sword, stepped forward, hoping to become king that night. Cedric parried the attack, and when the opponent stepped forward again, Cedric knocked him off his feet, using the strength bestowed by the spirit.

Even before the captain's body hit the ground, Cedric severed his head with a blade. It rolled across the ground and stopped at someone's feet. Blood poured everywhere, and Cedric took a careful step back to avoid staining his clothes.

"Continue the feast," Cedric sheathed his weapon and drained his glass. "I'll go check on my mother."

"I'm sorry for expecting too much from you," he thought as he walked down the corridors. "What am I even apologizing for?"

Seraphina was nowhere to be found, so he opened the large door to the Breeding Room. "These are the Queen's chambers now. I should stop calling it Breeding Room."

It was so dark inside that it was like being blind. The windows barely showed any light from the city.

"Mum? Are you here?" When he closed the door it was even darker. "I wanted to apologize. I don't want to fight and I don't want there to be any misunderstandings or lies between us. I'm not my father. I want to be a better person, a better husband and son to you... Mum?"

He stepped forward, not seeing where he was going. He thought he noticed movement in the corner.

"I'm here," her voice echoed from the corner. "You can come over here. I was just about to go to bed."

He followed her voice and accidentally kicked a bed. "Ouch. Mum?"

A candle's flame suddenly lit up from where Seraphina was. "Are you hurt? Is something wrong?"

He looked up. Seraphina was sitting waist-deep naked on the bed, her big fleshy tits hanging heavily off her chest and dangling, tantalizingly close. The faint candlelight made them even more alluring.

"Are you alright, Cedric?"

"Ummm...Yeah, I'm better now," Cedric gulped coming closer. "You don't have to sleep here, you can always sleep in my bed with me. "

"No, thanks. I don't want to give you any extra reasons to... Never mind. You don't need to apologize, dear. I was too harsh and too drunk. I think we both are." She noticed him looking at her chest. "Do you like my breasts?"

"It's... Yes. Every wrinkle, curve or crease of it. Every stretch mark. I like everything about your breasts, Mommy."

She smiled, her beauty glowing softly in the dim light. "You can come closer."

He approached, and as he neared, she reached up, guiding him to rest his head in her lap. She ran her hand across his tense forehead and let her nipple slide into his mouth. "Just like when you were a kid, baby." She kissed his forehead. "You must be tired. I hope this helps."

Cedric's lips began to suck on her tender pinkish-red nipple. It was magical. He touched her breast with his hands, squeezing it, pressing on the veins, wrinkles and stretch mark.

"My baby," Seraphina reached up with her other hand, pulling his cock out of his pants. Her hand gently wrapped around the base and pulled it down. She cupped it carefully while he moaned, sucking on her nipple. "It's so big. I don't understand how it could fit inside me. Gosh."

That taste of her pink nipples with the pinkish tiny welts, and the halo that transitioned to pinkish white skin, stirred feelings within him that he hadn't realized were still there. It was a primal sensation, evoking something raw and nostalgic from his childhood. Even without milk, the flavor of her nipples — the salty-sweet essence of her skin — caused his jaw to clench with a pleasurable ache.

She hummed something under her breath as she continued to jack his big cock, her other hand raking through his hair. It was like heaven, the afterlife the Solarionians were so fond of talking about.

This taste of childhood was incredible. But then, a haunting thought struck him.

A completely insane thought: He yearned to experience a flavor from his childhood that he had never actually tasted — something no son in this world had ever tasted. But he had a chance.

The flavor of his birthplace.

Cedric, saying nothing, released her nipple. He tried to stand up while Seraphina only stared in surprise, raising an eyebrow. Did he not like it?

He got to his knees.

"Cedric...CEDRIC AKGHHHHH!!!" Seraphina grabbed his hair as he shoved his head between the legs of her dress and inserted his tongue into her vagina, his birthplace. He didn't know what he was doing. It was so wet, so nice under the dress, smelling of soap, damp water, blood and salt. And her insides were delicious. Just simply delicious. His tongue roved over the rough cheeks. He slid it deep inside, feeling her taste. It was heavenly.

"Cedric...you...akgghhh..." She shivered with delight, her breasts heaped on top of his head as she bucked against the flood of joy. "You were sent to me by the Gods, son...Oooooh..."

He barely listened to her. This spring of sweetness he'd found was too wonderful. Why had he never tried this before?

Seraphina shuddered again, harder than usual. "Ughhh. I'm cumming, baby!!! Ughhhh."

Something insanely sweet and a bit sticky appeared on his tongue. He wanted to pull his head away, but she held his head too firm. Finally her grip calmed, she let out a relaxed moan and Cedric pulled his head away.

"Did you...like it?" breathing out Seraphina said. Her boobs were heaving up and down. "Did you like the taste of your birthplace, love?"

She couldn't believe what she was saying. But it was true. It was a natural question, logical, even though what they were doing wasn't logical.

"Yes, Mum. I loved the taste of your pussy. Flavor of my birthplace is amazing." He climbed up on the bed and pulled her legs up. "Now I want something more."

"Wait," she said, holding his hands. Her legs were elevated above her head. "I won't resist, but tell me. I want you to be happy, honey. Children...our children. Will they make you happy?"

Cedric nodded.

"And you promise that you won't die in the war? You promise that you'll survive if I let your children grow inside me; if I raise them with all my maternal love — the same love with which I raised you?"

"I promise, Mum."

"Then... I'll tell you my decision when we're done for the night."

He was already without pants and Seraphia grabbed his ass and let him enter her deeply. "AKGGHHHHHHHHHH, CEDRIC!"

It felt perfect. He penetrated his birthplace again, thrust after thrust, from top to bottom. He was boring into her vagina, one foot on the ground, the other on the bed. His cock with its swollen veins was ready to explode at any moment.

"'Go ahead, mama's boy. Fuck your Mum.. Aghhhh... I know you can do better. You wanted me since you were 14... And is that the best you can do?" Seraphina looked up at him with her emerald eyes, her breasts shaking. She watched with amusement as her beloved son, the love of her life, tried diligently and filigently to get make her pregnant.

Cedric thrust in, slapping his balls against her pale ass and grabbed his mother's neck with the other hand. He began to enter even more vigorously, scenes from the past flashing before his eyes. The first night he had seen her change her clothes, the evening by the river when he had seen her naked, the evening in the tent when he had pressed his cock against her ass.

He entered again with another thrust, pushing his cock inside as deep as he could.

"Oh yeah, Cedric.... That's it, honey! Akgghhhhhh."

He recalled how they'd kissed, and how he'd given her the flower. How she had rubbed against his crotch, knocking him to the floor.

And now he was fucking her for real, the way he always wanted to. The way she deserved. Divine vagina.

"Oh yeah, whore... Take that!" His balls clenched from another penetration, it hurt and felt so good.

"Whore?" Seraphina smiled, as she felt his fingers squeeze her throat. She wanted to be angry, but she couldn't stop smiling. "Fuck me harder, please, my king."

He increased the pressure, gathering all the power in his thighs, in his muscles. Arik must have fucked her insanely hard, but I am stronger. He used even the power of the spirit.

Her face tensed, her teeth clenched, and her moans came in uneven bursts. The bed's legs gave way, collapsing abruptly to the floor with a loud crash.

Cedric didn't stop. He relentlesly delivered stroke after stroke, each thrust fueled by the growing energy and the burning desire to own her, to fuck her and fill her.

He kissed her lips, nibbling at Seraphina. "That's...better...AKGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! God, my thighs are numb with pain." She kissed him back, clenching her teeth, her neck muscles tensing so perfectly. Their tongues entwined together, passing each other fluids. They were drowning in each other.

"I'm almost..." he moaned through the kiss. His cock continued to rip into her, her hips seemed to widen to let him in deeper and deeper.

"Acggh... acgghhh... Cedric..." She licked him, thinking they were still kissing. "Fill me up."

Cedric pulled her even more comfortable. "Perfect position for baby-making." Her pelvis and ass were up, his cock precisely inside aiming straight for her womb.

"I want to have your babies, Cedric," she said, pulling him close and kissing him deeply. Her words made it impossible for him to hold back any longer.

"AGHHHHHH, MUM!!!" He collapsed his hips on top of her, his cock going in deep, to the deepest point. Their bodies got fit together tightly. His testicles tightened and relaxed repeatedly, until his cock released the most powerful stream of cum he ever experienced.

"UGHHHHH!" He was cumming, pumping streams of hot baby butter inside Seraphina, his cock in the depths of her pussy. He caught his breath and it was only through the kiss and the air from Seraphina's lungs that he could continue to breathe as the white tugging fertile fluid filled and flooded his own mother's hot womb.

"I love, love you, Cedric! And I don't care that you're my son! Akgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes!" She screamed through the kiss, afraid to break it completely and deprive her son of air. Cum was pouring out of her.

His veins in his face swelled, his cheeks turned purple and he squirmed, shooting over and over, turning her vagina into a waterfall. It was magical, an unforgettable night. While he was being pierced through by the spearheads of love, he wanted to say so much to her that he decided not to say anything. So impossible was it to express his love for her, for his mother.

His balls and gut relaxed little by little, his body and muscles weakened, but his balls continued to fill her. The air in her lungs was running out for two.

"Ughh.... My dear lovely mother." He found the remnants of air to say it, drowning in her green eyes. His father must be the most miserable man in the world right know.

"I love you, Mum."

Cedric just collapsed on top of her, on the broken bed, unable to even get his cock out of her. He finally began to breathe on his own, his lungs expanding with oxygen. Seraphina didn't break the kiss for a second.

"Are you happy?" she asked when he stopped the kiss himself to get a better look at her gorgeus blushed face.

"Yes, Mum. I'm insanely happy. Do you promise you'll love our children the same way you've loved me all these eighteen years?"

"I promise," she kissed him again. "I will love our baby more than anything in the world. I'm pregnant, Cedric."

Cedric looked up at her while catching his breath, a silent look of surprise on his face.

"When you came inside me in the castle before you were banished, I got pregnant right away. You knocked me up. I noticed the signs and knew I was pregnant, but I was too scared to tell you. I didn't know what to do or if I even wanted it. Maybe after tonight, we'll have twins," she laughed. It was a laugh as clear as river ice. His mother's laugh.

Cedric didn't know what to say. His cock just became hard again inside her.

"I want to make this night even more special. I want to love you until morning, Mum."

He kissed her through her crazy unrestrained laughter. They loved each other like rabbits until morning, like a pair of teenagers in love. His balls were drained as never before. They forgot about all the tragedies and horrors of the world, about Arik, about the Cosmic Eclipse, about the war. Everything.

On this night, it was just the two of them in the whole world.

And their child.