Chapter 344: _Fill This Womb Until It Overflows

(Warning: More Empire Burning Smut Ahead.)

Kyren’s POV

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His pupils were blown wide with lust as he sucked on Elian’s lips. Every squirm. Every trace the Omega’s fingers made on his skin—it burned something deep in his being.

And now watching Lucian take Elian’s length into his mouth until his throat bulged and his saliva trickled to the bed? Fucking nasty. Yet so damn hot in ways he’d have never imagined.

The Rogue king’s dick throbbed almost painfully between his legs. He held Elian’s hands, pinning them against his head. Then, slowly, he placed himself on top of his mate’s chest—all while Lucian kept himself busy between his thighs.

"Look at me." He held Elian’s chin until those violet eyes locked on his.

His face stretched with a grin as he traced a thumb across his lips. "Open that pretty little mouth for me, little flame." He grunted, his grip on Elian’s wrists tightening.

Kyren bucked his hips, pulling his throbbing length dangerously close to Elian’s face. The latter barely waited a beat before lifting his head off the bed.

He wrapped his warm mouth around the Rogue king’s cock, forcing a shaky moan out of him. He who has made entire cities tremble. Who’s laid waste to armies that rose against him—

—Was now nothing but a shaking mess as Elian moved his head back and forth, each time taking his length until it struck the back of his throat.

"Hades," Kyren shuddered, catching his bottom lip between his teeth. He rocked slowly in and out of those luscious lips, each stroke pulling out strings of glistening saliva. "You’re my greatest undoing—fuck."

To his surprise, Elian managed to slip his wrists out of his grip. The Omega’s eyes burned with desperation as he brought his hands to the Rogue King’s hips.

The touch made Kyren double over until he was clutching the headboard. He blinked with surprise—then pure ecstasy took over.

"Argh." The Rogue King lowered his head, his toes curling at either side of Elian’s waist. "Gods, those lips are so damn warm."

He gradually lowered his hand until he got a grip of Elian’s ass. The latter raised himself off the bed by just a few inches, letting him truly feel his fullness.

"Are you wet for us?" Kyren’s fingers glided naturally to Elian’s entrance. He rubbed one around the opening, grinning when he felt the slick wetness. "Fuck. You’re leaking. You want this cock out of your mouth and inside your pretty hole?"

Elian managed a nod, his breathing muffled as he struggled not to choke on the bulging length.

Kyren snapped his neck over his shoulder.

Something feral flared in his eyes as he watched Lucian trail his tongue from Elian’s tip to his balls and then right back. The rhythm made the omega whimper around Kyren’s cock.

To tease him some more, Kyren raked his palms over Elian’s chest. He touched every contour and line before getting to his hardened nipples.

The little peaks were already flushed and begging for attention, stiff from the cool air and the heat rolling off their bodies. Kyren’s grin turned wicked as he pinched one between his thumb and forefinger, twisting it slowly.

Elian jerked hard, a muffled cry vibrating around Kyren’s thick cock. The sound shot straight to the Rogue King’s balls, making them draw up tight.

Fuck, the way the omega’s throat fluttered and clenched every time he twisted those sensitive buds.

"Look at these pretty tits," Kyren growled, voice low and rough. He twisted the other nipple harder, rolling it between his fingers while pulling upward, stretching the flesh just enough to make Elian’s hips buck wildly. "So fucking sensitive. Bet I could make you come just from playing with them, couldn’t I, little flame?"

Lucian hummed in agreement from between Elian’s spread thighs, the Alpha king’s mouth still stuffed full of their omega’s leaking cock. Saliva and precum dripped messily down Elian’s shaft, coating his balls and sliding toward that slick, twitching hole.

Lucian sucked harder, hollowing his cheeks, while his fingers joined Kyren’s at the omega’s entrance—two thick digits circling the rim before pushing in deep, stretching him open with wet, obscene sounds.

Elian thrashed, eyes watering as he tried to take Kyren deeper down his throat. His hands gripped the Rogue king’s hips desperately, nails digging in like he was hanging on for dear life.

Kyren kept twisting those nipples, alternating between soft pinches and sharp tugs, watching them darken under his touch. He leaned down, still fucking Elian’s face in shallow thrusts, and spat on one nipple before rubbing the wetness in with his thumb.

"So fucking wet already," Kyren groaned, feeling fresh slick gush around Lucian’s fingers. "You want us to breed you, little flame? Want us to pump you full until you’re carrying both our pups?"

Elian pulled off Kyren’s cock with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting his swollen lips to the throbbing head.

His chest heaved, nipples shiny and red from all the twisting and pulling. Tears of overwhelming pleasure streaked his flushed cheeks, those violet eyes glassy with pure omega heat.

"Please..." Elian begged hoarsely. "Please, Kyren—Lucian—fuck me. I need your dicks. Both of you, fill me up. I want it so bad it hurts. I want your cum mixing inside me, making me swell with both your heirs. Please, gods, stop teasing!"

The words snapped something wild in Kyren. He grabbed Elian roughly, flipping him onto his stomach in one fluid motion. Lucian pulled off the omega’s cock with a filthy slurp and moved up to pin Elian’s wrists above his head.

Kyren didn’t waste another second. He gripped his heavy, veined cock, slapped it against Elian’s soaked ass a few times, then shoved forward—burying himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust.

Elian’s scream was pure ecstasy, his walls clenching like a vice around the sudden intrusion, slick gushing out around Kyren’s shaft.

"Fuuuuck," Kyren snarled, teeth gritted as he pushed deeper until he was balls-deep in that perfect, pulsing heat. He grabbed a handful of Elian’s hair and yanked his head back, twisting one nipple again while starting a punishing rhythm. "Take it. Take every fucking inch, little flame."

Lucian shifted, feeding his own massive cock into Elian’s eager mouth, muffling the omega’s desperate moans.

The room filled with the wet slap of skin, Elian’s choked whimpers, and the squelch of Kyren’s cock destroying that dripping hole. Kyren reached around, still twisting and pinching those sore nipples, rolling them relentlessly while he pounded harder, angling to hit that sweet spot with every snap of his hips.

"You’re going to take both our loads," Kyren panted against Elian’s ear, biting the lobe. "I’m going to fill this womb until it overflows. Both of us breeding you at the same time—imagine how round you’ll get with our pups growing inside you."

Elian came hard just then, body convulsing, hole milking him like it was trying to suck the cum right out of him. But Kyren held back, thrusting through the orgasm, drawing it out while Lucian fucked his throat deeper.

The Rogue King wasn’t done. Not until both their seeds claimed this perfect omega completely.

He kept twisting those sensitive nipples, pulling fresh whimpers from Elian as he railed him senseless, the promise of double impregnation hanging thick in the air like the scent of their combined lust.