God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 874

Chapter 874: Fill Me Up, Daddy!
Kafka was still catching his breath, towering above the tangled mess of Seraphina and Lyra who had fallen asleep from the sheer exhaustion, their bodies wrapped around each other in a delirious, sticky embrace.

The bed itself looked as though it might finally collapse beneath the aftermath of his wild onslaught.

Not to mention, his cock—slick, still pulsing, demanding more—jutted out like a threat and a promise, almost daring anyone to challenge him next.

Kafka then looked up, the fire in his eyes far from dimmed, and the rest of his wives—Nina, Camila, Bella, Olivia, June, Abigaille—immediately took a synchronized step back, their faces a blend of awe, fear, and horror.

For a beat, nobody said a word, the only sound the faint drip, drip of excess seed pattering down onto the sheets.

Then Nina, always quick to throw her best friend under the bus, shot a glance at Camila and like a general hurling a soldier into the fray pushed her forward.

“You go! You go, Camila!” Nina hissed, her voice shaky, barely above a squeak. “You’re always so proud of your skills in bed, always bragging about how good you are. Well, now’s the time to prove it! Get in there!”

“As if! Are you insane?”

Camila twisted around, scandalized, her hands up as if fending off a wild animal.

“Did you see what he did to those two?” She jabbed a finger toward the heap of Seraphina and Lyra, who were still shuddering in afterglow. “There is no way I’m going anywhere near that monster right now…Absolutely not!”

Nina pressed. “Oh come on! Don’t you have any courage? This is your moment!”

But Camila, always quick on her feet, shot back.

“Courage isn’t worth a trip to the afterlife. But you know what? I do know someone who’s eager for a challenge.”

Camila moved and everyone thought that she was going to throw Nina at Kafka and Nina was even ready to counter and throw Camila back.

But instead…something shocking happened!

Camila ignored Nina and instead grabbed Bella—who had been expertly using Camila as a human shield and peering out from behind her and gave her a not-so-gentle shove right in Kafka’s direction.

“Wait—what—Mom!?” Bella squeaked, arms flailing as she was propelled forward.

She tried to escape at the betrayal but unfortunately Kafka already caught her—scooping her up effortlessly.

Bella gasped, her legs dangling, while Kafka’s hands spread her thighs wide before anyone else could blink.

The crowd barely had time to gasp before as with one smooth, almost savage motion, he slid inside her, filling her up in an instant.

“Ahhhk—!”

Bella’s mouth dropped open, her entire body shuddering. Her eyes went wide, rolling back as her arms locked around Kafka’s shoulders and her legs jerked, feet kicking at the air.

“Oh! Oh god!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Ahhhh!♡~ Ahhhhh!♡~” Bella cried, her voice going high, wild, her body arching.

The sensation hit her like a tidal wave, so overwhelming that her head lolled back and her whole form went limp—a look of pure, delirious euphoria painted across her face—as Kafka kept her suspended, impaled, legs splayed, supported only by his strong arms and the merciless drive of his hips.

Meanwhile, Camila and Nina spun around, both staring in disbelief.

Nina was the first to find her voice.

“What the hell, Camila?! Did you just sacrifice your own daughter? Isn’t that…like the worst thing a mother could do? I thought you were supposed to protect her, not…feed her to the beast!”

Camila winced, shooting Nina a sheepish, not-so-innocent smile.

“Look, I can’t protect her forever! Sometimes you’ve got to let them…uh…challenge themselves. Besides, it can’t be that bad, right? Bella’s done it with Kafka a million times, she’ll be fine, just—wait, what—?”

She trailed off as both she and Nina whipped back around to see Bella now utterly gone, her whole body quivering, Kafka still pounding into her in mid-air, her cries devolving into a babbling, blissful string of incoherent syllables.

“Oh gods!♡~ Oh gods!♡~ Yes, yes, more, more, more—!” Bella moaned, drooling, her head bouncing, legs spasming with every thrust.

“She’s—she’s been absolutely destroyed!” Nina grabbed Camila’s arm, panicked. “In a single stroke! Camila, this is on you! What are we supposed to do now?!”

Camila just gaped, looking between Nina and Bella, then shrugged with a half-guilty, half-impressed smile.

“I mean…what did you expect would happen? It’s Kafka. At least she looks…happy?”

Camila wasn’t lying—if anything, she was downplaying it.

Bella who was already long from the very first thrust was absolutely, shamelessly enjoying every moment of being devoured by Kafka.

Her eyes were glazed with pure, feral lust, her head thrown back, mouth parted in endless, needy cries as Kafka held her up, his cock buried deep inside her, every powerful thrust bouncing her in his arms.

Her hair spilled down her back in wild waves, body trembling and quivering as he sucked greedily at her breast, teeth grazing her nipple, tongue flicking hungrily.

“Daddy—ah—Daddy, yes, right there, fuck me, fuck your daughter hard! Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop!♡~”

Her words spilled out in a torrent, egging him on, hungry for every inch, every relentless drive.

“You feel so good!♡~ So big—yes, yes, more, I want more, give me everything, Daddy! Mmm!♡~ Just like that!♡~”

Kafka responded with a growl, his hands gripping her tighter, thrusting even deeper as he bit down softly on her breast, making her squeal, then moan again, lost in ecstasy.

“Yes, Daddy, that’s it!♡~ I’m yours, I’m yours, fuck me, ruin me!♡~ I love it, I love it—gods, I can’t get enough of you, don’t ever stop!♡~”

She kissed him desperately, tongues tangling, her words muffled but no less intense as her hips bucked up to meet every savage thrust.

“You drive me crazy, Daddy, you make your little daughter so wet!♡~ Ican’t think, I can’t breathe, I just want you—inside me—always, always!♡~”

Her voice rose higher as he pounded her harder, his cock stretching her, filling her to the brim, making her gasp and giggle, her mind lost to the sheer heat of it.

“More, Daddy, harder, please, gods, yes—right there—yes, make me yours, fuck me stupid, fuck me full, just like that, don’t hold back just because I’m your baby girl!♡~ Make me your whore!♡~”

He groaned her name against her lips, one hand sliding under her thigh to spread her wider, deeper.

Meanwhile, Bella’s nails dragged down his back, her body shaking with every merciless thrust, her words pouring out in a delirious, filthy stream.

“Yes, fuck me!♡~ Fuck me like you own me—fill me up, Dady, fill me—your good girl, your dirty girl, please, please!♡~ Ohhhhhh!♡~”

Her whole body trembled as her climax crashed through her, voice breaking into choked sobs of pleasure.

“Daddy—Daddy—Daddy—yes, yes—oh, yes!♡~”

And he didn’t stop—he kept moving, driving her higher—until with a desperate groan, he buried himself deep and spilled inside her, filling her up with so much hot, pulsing release that she could feel it spilling out around him, overflowing, slick and messy between her legs.

“Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~”

Bella clung to him, breathless, kissing his nose, his cheeks, his lips, whispering.

“So good, Daddy!♡~ So full! You actually put a baby in my belly, Daddy! I-I’m going to bear your children in the future, just like a good little obedient daughter should!”

“I-I love you!♡~ I love you so much!♡~ I’ll love our children as much as I love you, Daddy!♡~”

But Kafka’s wild and unending stamina paid the afterglow and Bella’s sweet words no mind; instead, he tossed her gently onto the bed, right between Lyra and Seraphina, who groaned before hugging Bella as well.

Now his eyes, still alight with that a lustful spark, flicked up to the two who who were arguing with each other—Camila and Nina.