Harvesting The Witch Queen - Chapter 268: Breeding September In The Summer Province

Chapter 268: Breeding September In The Summer Province

The voyage continued. 

The party was still after the mysterious hourglass woman. 

So little was known about her, not even June knew much about her other than she had been after her for the last couple of months, and now she had finally taken her precious pearl. Things couldn’t have gone more horribly for the barbarian warrior. 

Other than hunting the hourglass woman day after day, every night of rest that they had out there in the wilderness was more erotic than the last time.

Two days ago, it was June who was in need of Junk’s dick. 

Last night, he was woken up by the witch and the ranger—the two of them desperately desired the knight. 

Tonight, it was only September who rolled over in camp, and crawled closer to him.

“Juuuunnnnk…”

“September?” The knight opened one eye, and he saw her staring at him with needy and adorable eyes. Junk hadn’t seen her like this often. This wasn’t exactly like her. It wasn’t typical of her, yet, he didn’t mind her being a little hornier and needier than usual. It was hard to believe that she was horny again after last night, but sure enough, she was. All of a sudden, she groped his big cock through his clothes. He wasn’t wearing his armor at night, making that much easier for her to stroke his dick through his underwear. 

“September…”

“I need more of your dick.”

“Hey, I’m not complaining, at all, but last night wasn’t enough?”  He joked. 

“It wasn’t—it was only a tease,” September argued with a smirk.

“I see.” 

“I want to be bred hard by you tonight while others are sleeping,” the witch  sensually whispered to him, feeling her hot breath on his right ear and neck.

“That’s what you want?” The exhausted knight asked her.

September shook her head, visibly excited right now. 

“Then…” 

It all happened so fast.

At camp, September was rapidly and aggressively being plowed not too far from the bonfire. Not too close, of course, but close enough that the both of them were feeling incredibly hot. To be fair, they were so aroused that they didn’t need the bonfire to keep them hot tonight, but that was beside the point. The bonfire only added to it. September’s back was lying down on the ground and the knight was on top of her, dauntingly and torridly pushing his big cock in and out of her at what seemed to be light speed.

The breeding process had without a doubt begun. 

He wasn’t going to turn her down. 

He plowed her pussy as soon as his Queen asked him for it. 

Since he hadn’t had any sex all day, it was only natural that he did this now and emptied his balls for her. He deserved it and his Queen deserved this, as well.   

“Mhhm!” 

He understood right now and then that this was exactly what she was needing.

Junk stabbed her with his massively large penis time and time again, arousing her more every time he did so. His Queen’s pleasure was something crucially important to him, so his performance needed to be on point every time, even if he was exhausted, which he was from traveling so much during the past few days.

“Junk…! Awn! Yes! Keep going like this!” She begged him to never stop, and he didn’t disappoint. 

Disappointing her was not an option.   

Never an option. 

“My precious knight, yes! Keep fucking me!”

As if it was also an option to pull out and stop everything altogether. 

He had a Queen to pleasure, and he was going to pleasure her no matter what. 

The thought of possibly one day making her his wife, birthed in his mind again. The thought was not only present in his mind, but it was persistent—it continued reasoning in his head for as long as he pulled and pushed his meaty and hearty penis in and out-and-out September’s lustful body.

The witch leaned upward at one point, rising from the ground, just so she could kiss him on the side of his neck. 

That kiss was a lot more passionate that he was personally expecting it to be, meaning that he was expecting something else. Junk expected it to be a lot more sexual with her tongue swinging around all over her neck, which she had done before. This would have been hot for sure, but what she did just now was somehow even better and more arousing than anything else she could have done…

What September had done was to give a real kiss on the side of his neck using only her savory and plump lips. The kiss was long. It seemed eternal, but it never over did its welcome. He appreciated it for as long as it lasted. He adored every second of it. It was a real kiss that communicated to him how she felt about him. She no longer saw him as his soldier. He had become a lot more than that, and this couldn’t possibly make him happier. 

The very next second, the hardworking knight felt like he was slipping. 

This wasn’t because his stamina was no good. He had grown to be excellent since he first met the Witch Queen, and they had been going at it for over half an hour at this point with Junk continuously plowing her pussy with his huge cock.

“September…”

He was about to ejaculate…

He was still deep in her, and he wasn’t pulling out because she didn’t want him to. 

“I want you…” She reminded him.

“Do you really want me to impregnate you?”

“Yes.”

She shook her head as she said this.

“Then… THERE IT GOES!” The demon knight let it all deep inside her, filling her up, exactly as she asked him to do! 

A legitimate smile appeared across her face.

She was finally happy and satisfied. 

It wasn’t clear yet if September was truly going to be pregnant after this, but because his semen was high-quality, and she was such a fertile woman, it was a given.