Became Pregnant With the Demon King’s Child

Unaware of Felix’s attempt at restraint, Lowell clung to him desperately, begging. In the meantime, slick fluid gushed from his hole again, soaking his lower garments. Clicking his tongue, Felix reached for his trousers. As he unfastened the buttons and began to pull them down, Lowell lifted his hips slightly to assist the motion.

“You put on such a face, and yet you still do such lewd things.”
Though that was what he said, Felix anxiously pulled down Lowell’s underwear. Inside, it was a complete mess—drenched and chaotic. Frenzied, unthinking sex born of pure arousal wasn’t Lowell’s style.
Back when he was Eunoh, he had hated situations that were out of control. He always preferred to lead the atmosphere, to draw out his partner’s pleasure. But there was no time for that now. Experiencing heat for the first time, Lowell felt like he’d turned into a beast—and still, he couldn’t stop the way his body squirmed.

“Stay still.”
“I want to… but, ngh…”
Lowell had even forgotten he was supposed to be speaking formally. The moment Felix’s hand touched his burning skin, it felt like a current surged between their bodies. Overwhelmed by a pressure that felt like his skull might explode, Felix slipped a finger into the already soaking wet hole. The hot, slick walls twitched as though welcoming him.

“Does it usually get this wet?”
“I don’t know… don’t say things like that…”
Felix wasn’t trying to be crude—he was genuinely curious. But Lowell felt so humiliated he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. Worse still, despite what he said, the folds of his entrance kept clenching open and shut as if begging to be filled, heightening his shame even more.

I’m way past the age where this kind of thing should embarrass me…
He hadn’t expected it to be this excruciating—being unable to control his own arousal.
“It’s really slippery inside.”

As if he hadn’t heard Lowell’s plea not to say things like that, Felix kept giving a play-by-play of the situation. In truth, he was so aroused his eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed like he couldn’t even comprehend what Lowell was saying anymore.
“I’m going to add another finger.”
“…Okay.”

Felix spread him open as if cutting with scissors, inserting a second finger. Though his desire to move on to something bigger surged, even this much already filled him tightly. Part of it was how narrow the hole was—but it was also due to how thick Felix’s fingers were.
“Ahh… More, put more inside…”
Lowell urged him, frustrated by the sensation that something was almost—but not quite—reaching the right spot. Gritting his teeth, Felix diligently pushed the two fingers in to the base and twisted them. Just as he thought the space had loosened enough and pulled back slightly to add another—

“Ah… ngh…”
Lowell curled his toes, trying to suppress the sudden jolt of pleasure. But he couldn’t hold out entirely—his body trembled, and spurts of semen shot out. The climax came so quickly that even amid the heat clouding his brain, Lowell’s ears turned red with shame.
“You like it here?”
Felix, momentarily startled, pressed a spot inside with one finger still buried. The inner wall, puffed and swollen, seemed to beg for more stimulation. It felt like Lowell’s core was about to catch fire. Despite having just climaxed, his cock swelled again as if nothing had happened. The only thing he could do to avoid crying out loudly was clamp his hand over his mouth.

“Just put it in already… ngh.”
He said it out of desperation, wanting it all to end quickly—but to Felix, the words sounded like a devastating temptation. With his lower clothes already off, he brought his cock to the hole that reeked of sex. The pressure was heavier than Lowell had imagined, and he quickly glanced down in alarm.
“Ah… it won’t go in. It won’t…”

“You told me to put it in.”
Without another word, Felix pushed his cock inside. Even though only the tip had entered, the hole shrieked in protest, as if it couldn’t handle the intrusion. Felix, too, felt the strain—his brows furrowed at the tightness.
“Breathe. Relax your body.”

“Ah—ngh, it’s tearing—!”
Lowell’s vision went white from the pain of something he’d never experienced before. He reached forward as if to crawl away, but below, his body was frantically releasing slick to accommodate the intrusion.
“Does it hurt?”

Felix covered Lowell’s hand as it tried to flee, whispering into his ear. The low voice, like it had been dragged from the depths of his belly, sent chills down his spine. Sensing the momentary loss of strength in Lowell’s body, Felix drew back slightly—then pushed in even deeper.
“Haah—ngh!”
 

Even though Felix’s cock wasn’t even halfway in, he pressed mercilessly against the swollen area his fingers had found earlier. The pain was quickly smothered beneath the overwhelming pleasure, unable to assert itself. The slick, wet inner walls parted open a path that had never been granted before, allowing him to go deeper.
“No… no, wait.”
Still unable to fully adapt to his first heat, Lowell instinctively muttered a protest. The overwhelming sensation threatened to sweep him away, and that lingering shred of reason tried to resist. And as if in response to that resistance, Felix’s movements came to a sudden halt.

“…If you want me to stop, say it now.”
Despite the desperate hunger on his face, the desire to devour the Omega beneath him, his voice was unwavering. A bead of sweat rolled down his cheek and traced a line along Lowell’s back. In the silence that followed, the heat radiating from behind and the thick scent of apple filling the room dulled Lowell’s reason into something molten.
“Look at me. I want to see your face.”

After fierce hesitation, that was what he finally said. And it wasn’t a refusal.
“You did this because you wanted to. Remember that.”
Gritting his teeth, Felix pulled Lowell upright and turned his body around.

“Aah—nngh…”
Lowell had assumed Felix would pull out before pushing back in again, but instead he was # Nоvеlight # taken by surprise, his insides stirred up so suddenly that his entire body convulsed. His inner walls clenched around the intrusion with a reaction even more intense than orgasm. Felix groaned between his teeth.
“You're soaking… it’s too wet…”

Just as Felix said, the fluids dripping down from where they joined had soaked the sheets, filling the room with the sticky sound of sex.
“Can you hear it too?”
Felix slowly pulled out, only to slam back in at an unexpected moment. Whether entering or withdrawing, each movement struck a sensitive spot, drawing out sharp moans from Lowell that made him want to cover his ears. He couldn’t believe these sounds were coming from his own mouth—and yet, that only aroused him more.

“Hmm? I asked if you can hear it.”
His voice sounded flushed with lust, but Felix touched Lowell’s face as if handling something delicate and precious. Tears clung to Lowell’s lashes, catching the moonlight. Entranced by that shimmer, Felix forgot to move for a moment and leaned in to kiss him.
Their breath mingled briefly, and then Felix gazed down at him, as if waiting to hear what Lowell truly wanted.

“I can hear it. I hear everything… so please, just let me live.”
Felix’s face came into focus in his waterlogged blue eyes. The man who’d always thought of himself as surrounded by darkness suddenly found his world dyed in that vivid shade of blue—and was overcome by the emotion of it.
“…Beautiful.”

Felix murmured without even realizing what he was saying. Taking Lowell’s reaching arms and placing them around his neck, he pushed his cock back inside. Lowell, not wanting to hear the sounds he was making, clamped his mouth shut.
“Don’t block out the sounds I want to hear.”
But Felix wouldn’t allow it. His thick fingers forced Lowell’s lips open and pressed down on his tongue as his cock drilled forward in sync, pounding against his inner walls.

“Nngh—haah—ah!”
Places that even his fingers hadn’t reached now opened up, revealing spaces that had lain hidden, welcoming his cock with wanton abandon.
“Yes—yes, more, deeper—”

The expanded space responded to every thrust like every inch of it had become an erogenous zone. The fear had long been burned away by the sheer primal pleasure—only the instincts of a heat-stricken Omega remained.
If it feels good, shouldn’t I just enjoy it?
The pleasure that scraped at his insides felt strange, yes—but there was no mistaking that it came from sex. So wasn’t there no reason to be ashamed of it? That was the logical conclusion Lowell reached. In any other situation, it would have taken him longer to accept it—but now, his thoughts were being compressed by the intensity of it all.

“Feels good? Want me to go deeper?”
With the wall broken down, his mouth moved on instinct.
“Yes—mm, all the way in…”

“All the way might be too much.”
“It’s fine…”
Felix, slowly testing the loosened entrance, gently worked his cock deeper between the tight folds. And at that exact moment, Lowell’s already erect cock twitched again and released another spurt of semen, unable to hold back.

“You’re still tight here. Should I go further? Hah? Tell me.”
His voice, sweet and coaxing like he was soothing a child, sent another tremor through Lowell’s thighs. Before he could answer, Felix tapped the entrance with his cock.
“Ah—no, that hurts. That part… hurts…”

It didn’t hurt that much, really—but a warning bell rang in Lowell’s mind, telling him that part wasn’t meant to be entered. Thankfully, Felix didn’t push further. Instead, he roughly thrust his hips forward, as if compensating for what he’d held back so far.
“It hurts? Then this part’s fine, right?”
He moved without restraint, slamming his cock inside wildly. But because of its size, every spot Lowell could possibly feel was being hit—each thrust striking a sensitive point, the inner fluid being pushed out with every motion. Lowell’s mouth fell open, his head nodding uncontrollably.

“Yes, I like it—haah!”
Seeing the dazed, unfocused look in Lowell’s eyes as he clung to him, Felix muttered a low curse, drunk on arousal. The roughness of the profanity clashed with his sculpted, graceful appearance.
“You like this kind of thing, huh? You don’t want to let go of me at all.”

“Mm—ugh…”
It was unclear whether that sound from Lowell was a moan or a response. But it made Felix thrust even harder, almost savagely. And yet, in between those violent thrusts, he scattered soft kisses across Lowell’s body. The mix of cruelty and tenderness stirred Lowell into an even deeper heat.
“It’s like honey is leaking out from down here… sticky and sweet…”

With bloodshot eyes, Felix reached out and spread Lowell’s slick, glistening cheeks. A wet squelch rang out as the stretched hole trembled.
“You’re too big… it won’t go in anymore…”
His cock, already seemingly at full hardness, swelled even more as though trying to tear the hole apart. Even Lowell, lost in ecstasy, felt a chill at the sensation of it preparing to root itself inside him.

“Damn it…”
Felix hadn’t expected it to happen—he wasn’t even in heat, yet the knot was coming. His face twisted. Even trying to resist and pull back, the cock already seated inside showed no sign of budging. It wouldn’t end until he climaxed.
“Ah—nngh, it’s tearing—!”

Though the pressure felt like it might rip him apart, Lowell’s inner walls moved frantically, as if they’d been waiting for the knot. The space inside churned, eager to receive everything. And just like that, his cock twitched again, spilling weak streams of semen.
“Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.”
As the passage inside adjusted, room opened up, allowing Felix to move again. Every scrape of the thick cock against his inner walls had Lowell in tears, yet his Omega instincts in heat made him part his legs willingly, mumbling under his breath. Even as his lower half trembled, he spread his legs, and Felix’s cock, swelling for the knot, prepared to finish inside him.

“Put it in. I want it inside.”
“I am inside right now.”
But Lowell shook his head. That wasn’t what he meant—and Felix, realizing a beat too late that he meant the release, froze and asked:

“…Do you know who I am?”
“Felix.”
The moment Lowell said his name, the release that had been building exploded.

Hot liquid filled his inner walls, and the overwhelming pleasure washed over Lowell, melting him from the inside out.
The scent of honey-drenched apples filled the room.