Chapter 1015. Let’s Try Making This Granny Pregnant!**

Chapter 1015: 1015. Let’s Try Making This Granny Pregnant!**

Rex’s breathing became ragged, his hips beginning to jerk with involuntary spasms that signaled the approaching storm. His grip on Elaris’s hair tightened, tilting her head back at an almost impossible angle to expose every inch of her throat.

His cock was visibly throbbing in her mouth, standing rigid and vein-streaked.

"Dammit, Elaris... I can’t hold it anymore!" Rex roared, his voice cracking with the strain of suppressed climax. "I’m cumming! I’m cumming all over your fucking throat!"

The muscles in Rex’s thighs locked like granite as he delivered one final, devastating thrust, burying himself so deep that his pelvis slammed against her chin. "HERE IT COMES!"

A torrent of hot, thick cum exploded from him. Elaris’s eyes flew wide as she felt the scalding flood filling her mouth and throat. Instead of gagging or pushing him away, her instinct, her training, took over.

Her cheeks hollowed out as she created a desperate, powerful suction, her throat working convulsively to swallow the overwhelming volume.

"Mmmmmph! Gggghhk slurp!" The sounds were wet, desperate, and obscene.

She clamped her lips tight around the base of his cock, sealing the exit so not a single drop could escape. Her throat bobbed repeatedly as she fought to gulp down the massive flood, her small throat working overtime to accommodate the sheer amount of seed Rex was pumping into her.

Finally, with one last shuddering groan, Rex’s body went limp as he emptied himself completely. When he finally pulled away, there was a prolonged, wet sucking sound, "schlick pop," as the vacuum broke.

Elaris slumped forward for a second, panting heavily, a thin trail of white cum escaping the corner of her swollen lips.

But she didn’t pull away. Instead, she immediately began to lap at his shaft with her tongue, her movements reverent and hungry.

"Hahhh... hahhh..." she gasped between wet licks. "It’s still... so massive... so hot..."

Rex let out a rough, triumphant laugh as he looked down at her wrecked face.

"Please, Elaris," he mocked, wiping a stray drop of cum from her chin with his thumb. "You already knew that shit wouldn’t go down with just one or two shots."

"Especially not when there are other bitches waiting their turn." His eyes flickered toward Iris and Diana, then back to the kneeling woman. "Being able to keep fucking you like this makes you that happy, huh? You’re like a fucking addict."

Elaris didn’t look ashamed. She didn’t look broken anymore. Instead, a terrifying transformation took place.

A genuine, delirious smile spread across her face. Her eyes, which had been glazed with pain and confusion, now shone with an unnatural, obsessive light; the pupils seemed to dilate until they nearly formed heart shapes, pupils blown wide with a psychotic level of arousal.

"Yes..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and dripping with lust. "More... please, Rex... more..."

She leaned forward again, her tongue swiping up the length of his cock with shameless enthusiasm. "Slurp... mmmph..."

The sound filled the room again, a wet, rhythmic reminder of her total surrender.

Theo watched this last display of corruption with a hollow horror. His grandmother wasn’t just defeated; she had been rewired.

The woman who once stood for everything good in Aethelgard was now smiling like a madwoman while licking the cock of their destroyer. The heart-shaped glint in her eyes was the final proof: she didn’t want to be saved.

She wanted to be ruined further.

Rex leaned back, a cruel, calculating glint entering his eyes as he watched Elaris worship his cock. He reached down, grabbing both of her cheeks and forcing her to look up at him, her face still slick with his cum.

"Oh, that’s right," Rex mused aloud, his voice carrying a terrifying promise. "I have an idea."

"Let’s see if I can make you pregnant, even though you’re past your prime, even though you’re in menopause."

"Let’s just try to fuck the life back into you."

Elaris blinked, her dilated, heart-shaped pupils wavering for just a second. "Huh? But Rex... I’m too old... it wouldn’t—"

"C’mon, don’t be a bore," Rex interrupted, his grip tightening painfully. "It’ll feel way better than anything we’ve done so far."

"When I unleash those seeds, the ones that could make any bitch pregnant, it’ll feel like your whole body is being reborn."

"Iris is already carrying mine, isn’t she?"

At the mention of Iris being pregnant, something primal and unnatural flickered deep inside Elaris. A strange, phantom sensation began to stir in her lower abdomen.

Her womb began to thump with a heavy, rhythmic pulsing that felt like a second heartbeat echoing the throbbing of Rex’s cock. It was an impossible sensation, a biological impossibility that her corrupted mind immediately interpreted as arousal.

"I can feel it..." she whimpered, her hands shaking as she pressed them against her own stomach. "Nngh... ahhh... my womb... it’s thumping..."

"It’s fine," Rex purred, seeing her reaction. "I’ll make sure it gives you the peak of pleasure imaginable."

"Even if it fails to conceive, even if you stay barren... at least you’ll get to feel the raw power of my seed flooding you."

"You’ll feel the phantom life inside you."

"STOP IT! STOP THIS MADNESS!" Theo screamed, his voice cracking with desperation.

He tried to lunge forward, to throw himself between them, but he never made it.

Rex didn’t even turn around. With a casual flick of his telekinetic energy, Theo was slammed sideways against the wall with enough force to knock the wind from his lungs.

Thwack!

"Shut up, brat, before I break something else," Rex snapped, before returning his attention to the broken woman on his knees.

He grabbed her hair again, forcing her to stare directly at his erection. "Now, Elaris, listen to me."

"I want you to close your eyes and imagine it. Imagine my cock, throbbing hard, scraping directly against your pussy walls, dragging through your insides like hot iron."

Elaris let out a strangled gasp, her hips involuntarily bucking upward. "Aaaahhh!"

"Imagine the pressure," Rex continued relentlessly, his voice dropping to a hypnotic whisper. "Imagine the feeling of me stretching you to your absolute limit, filling every empty space until your brain literally turns into mush."

"You can already feel it happening, can’t you? Your mind is slipping away, leaving nothing but the need to be filled."

The suggestion acted like gasoline on a fire. Elaris’s breathing became short, shallow pants. Her entire body began to tremble with a fresh wave of overwhelming arousal.

Her moan was no longer human; it was a high-pitched, keening sound of pure desperation.

"Mmmghhh... yes... yes! My brain... it’s melting... ahhh!"

"Fuck me, Rex! Make me feel it! Scrape me apart! AAAAAHHHHHH!"

She began to grind her pelvis against his thigh, her eyes rolled back so far only the whites showed, the heart-shaped pupils pulsing with every word he spoke. She was completely gone, her consciousness dissolving into the filthy imagery he planted in her mind.

The room was filled with the sounds of her escalating frenzy: the wet sounds of her own arousal dripping onto the floor, the frantic gasps for air, and the terrifying, broken screams of a woman who had found her salvation in her own destruction.

Elaris was beyond reason. The psychological conditioning and the phantom pulsing in her womb had stripped away every last shred of her dignity, leaving behind only a raw, starving need for more violation.

Her movements became frantic. She scrambled to her feet, her legs shaking so violently she nearly stumbled, before she threw herself onto the bed where she had just been laid bare.

Her legs fell open wide, splayed in an obscene invitation. With unsteady, desperate fingers, she reached down between her thighs, hooking her nails into her own flesh to pull her swollen, slick pussy open as wide as possible.

"Please..." she whined, her voice cracking with a desperate, needy pitch. "I can’t take the waiting anymore!"

"I want it raw! No more talking, no more playing, just hurry up and thrust that manly cock inside me! Fuck me like the whore I am!"

Rex watched her with a predator’s grin, savoring the sight of the once noble matriarch reduced to a begging animal. He didn’t move immediately; he liked to see her squirm.

"Oh? Are you sure about that, Elaris?" he asked mockingly, standing over her while his cock twitched with restrained power. "This isn’t going to be gentle."

"You might not be able to get off without doing this over and over again."

"You’re asking for a level of ruin that won’t let you sleep tonight."

"Are you really sure?"

Elaris began nodding frantically, her hair whipping across her flushed face as she bucked her hips against the mattress. "I’m sure~! I’m sure, Rex!"

"Fuck, please! Hurry up and fill my dirty hole! Fill me until I break!"

"That’s what I wanted to hear," Rex growled.

His cock reacted to her desperation as if it had its own consciousness; the veins swelled further, the shaft visibly extending and thickening until it looked like something forged from stone rather than flesh.

It grew impossibly hard, the head glistening with a fresh sheen of precum.

Without another word of warning, Rex lunged forward. He didn’t slide in; he drove himself into her with the force of a battering ram.

THWACK SQUELCH!

The impact was devastating. He buried himself to the absolute hilt in one single, violent motion, his pelvis slamming against hers with enough force to make the entire bed frame groan.

Elaris’s back arched so violently her spine nearly snapped, her head snapping back as a sound tore from her throat that was somewhere between a sob and a scream of pure ecstasy.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"This is it!" Rex roared over her screaming, his hips already beginning a relentless, punishing assault. "This is your long-awaited reward!"

"The full power of my cock tearing through you!"