Chương 2: Chapter 2 R18

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The speed of the thrusts of his manhood increases, as he lifts Elia's legs onto his shoulders, gripping her thighs tightly and thrusting deeper and harder.

It is difficult for a raped woman to feel pleasure, only pain and humiliation, but daemon doesn't care about her feelings as long as he feels good.

Although Elia kept her small mouth tightly shut, she still involuntarily let out a humming sound from her nose following the thrusts, and her face became flushed with the rough sex. Tears of humiliation streaming down her face as she knows her fate is sealed. Her eyes are tightly shut, her hands clenched into fists, and her body spasms uncontrollably with each forceful thrust of the man.

Daemon was very happy. The noble royal hole was tightly wrapped around his cock. Every time he thrusts deep into the princess' body, the body that he had dreamed of for a long time would tremble as if being shocked.

When Elia was unconscious, Daemon had already cummed in her body once, so this time was particularly long-lasting now. Seeing Elia's tears wetting her forehead and her formerly black and glossy hair scattered messily on her cheeks, Daemon let go of her thighs, used his hand to brush away her stray hair and fiercely kissed her lips.

Just as Elia was about to bite him, Daemon loosened his grip in time, pinched her cheeks with one hand, and deeply kissed her while licking from her neck down to her chest, then squeezed her breasts and fiercely thrust his manhood into her body, as if trying to pierce her. With these brutal thrusts, Elia's mind gradually became numb, and her eyes began to hollow out.

At this time, Daemon slammed into the deepest part again. With a burst, a large amount of thick seed poured into Elia's womb again, and Elia's empty eyes came alive again, and she struggled like crazy.

Daemon laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha! My noble Duchess, how does my semen taste? You swallowed it all, you know? Give birth to some of my bastard children! Hahaha..." Elia was still struggling, but Daemon easily subdued her with his muscular body, flipping her over so that she pouted her butt towards him. He grabbed her hands behind her back and stroked his cock, making it hard again before thrusting it forcefully into Elia's body from behind. He suddenly felt her vaginal walls contracting strongly, knowing she was about to climax.

His meat stick didn't hold back, thrusting and violating Ilya like a male dog. Finally, a violent spasm and clenching made Elia reach climax. Don't know how long it has passed.

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She didn't know how much time had passed, but Elia can't remember how many times this awful and shameful boy fucked her in various shameful positions. Her mind was hazy, and she had no strength in her body.

At this point, she was lying weakly on the ground, unable to even support her body with her hands anymore, her legs spread apart and her eyes lifeless like a corpse, allowing Daemon to do whatever he wanted. But Daemon was still unsatisfied, and he was riding on top of Ilya's buttocks, tightly grabbing her soft flesh and mercilessly thrusting into her with his meat stick.

It wasn't until Elia passed out completely that Daemon took out his cock with satisfaction after the last cum.

"Finally, I'm pleased with this noble princess, hehe, my prince Rhaegar. I will take good care of your wife for you. " Daemon muttered with a laugh.

Daemon carried the unconscious Elia, along with Princess Rhaenys and Prince Aegon, both children of Ilya and Prince Rhaegar, and escaped from King's Landing through a secret passage. The Targaryen dynasty was about to come to an end and Daemon saw no reason to sacrifice himself for them; he was born to be free.