After the final tremors of Severina's release faded, Lucifer remained buried deep inside her. His cock was still pulsing with the last thick spurts of his seed.
Severina lay beneath him in a dreamy haze, a rare serene smile curving her usually stoic lips. She could already feel that Lucifer's seed had taken effect the instant he released inside her—her belly swelled noticeably, rounding with the unmistakable sign of pregnancy. For Shadowborn like her, who had no traditional womb, impregnation meant the new life formed and grew directly within the belly itself. The sudden bulge was the clear indicator that she had been successfully bred and knocked up by her master, her honey, her husband.
New life had begun to stir inside her.
Lucifer gazed down at her peaceful smile, leaned forward, and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"My fairy… you took everything you needed," he murmured softly. "Now… where is my gift? Who will give it to me?"
Severina, still dazed and floating in bliss, whispered, "Honey… take whatever you want from me. My whole life is yours."
Lucifer brought his lips close to her ear, voice low and raspy.
"Alright, my dear… I'll take what I need."
He kissed her forehead once more, then his large hands moved to her breasts.
The moment his fingers closed around them, Severina felt electric currents race beneath her skin.
Knead… squeeze… glop… knead… plush… squeeze…
He massaged her breasts with slow, deliberate pressure, just like a milker working an udder—firm, rhythmic, loving. After a few moments, small beads of white milk began to leak from her nipples, then flow freely.
And then—lick.
Lucifer's tongue dragged slowly over one leaking nipple, tasting her.
Severina let out a sweet, trembling moan.
"Aahnnn… mmmmhmmm… honeyyy…"
Lucifer didn't respond to her voice. He simply declared one word, thick with satisfaction:
"Tasty."
Then he latched on with renewed hunger, sucking both breasts in turn—greedy, devoted pulls that made wet, obscene sounds fill the quiet room.
Suck… slurp… pop… schlurp… pop… mhnmmp… pop… suck… suck… slurp… slurp…
To Lucifer, her milk tasted sweet and fruity, like the finest dessert.
Severina convulsed again and again beneath him, cradling his head as though feeding him, her moans pouring out in waves of pure emotion:
"Mmmmh… mmhmm… mmm-hmmm… ooooh…
yess… yess… harder honey… more… ahnnmm…
bite them… master bite them… hnnmm… ahnnnm…
they're so harddd… yeeahh… hmnnnnhm… ummm…
husband… master… ahhnnmm… oohh… aaahhnnmmm…
yessshhhnn… nhnhnnn… ahnnmmhmm… mmhmm…"
He drank until her breasts finally slowed their flow.
When he finally pulled back, lips shiny with milk, he smiled lazily.
"Severina… you taste a little like chocolate."
"You ate that chocolate I made for you?"
Severina hummed softly, still floating.
"Hmm… yes… hmm… honey."
Lucifer chuckled.
"Your milk tastes just like that."
Then he leaned in.
"Want to taste?"
"Hmm."
He captured her mouth in a deep, thorough kiss—sharing the lingering sweetness of her own milk on his tongue.
When they parted, he asked, "Isn't it?"
She nodded dreamily. "It is."
Then, curiously, she asked, "Which one tastes better—mine or Sister Bella's?"
Lucifer thought for a moment.
"Both of your milks taste different, but both are delicious in their own way.
Yours is like chocolate milk… hers is like strawberry milk.
I can't compare them. They're both perfect."
Severina pouted faintly.
"I want to taste that too… I've never eaten a strawberry or drunk its milk."
Lucifer kissed the tip of her nose.
"I'll make some for you. I promise."
"Now go… sleep. I hope our next daughter is just as cute and beautiful as you."
Severina's eyes softened.
"What will her name be?"
Lucifer smiled.
"How about… Severucia?"
She repeated it quietly.
"Severucia… it's warm."
"It is," he agreed.
While they whispered sweet nothings to each other, Veronica sat nearby—wet beyond measure, thighs trembling, but still holding herself back. She was here to witness the impossible: how Shadowborn gave birth in just half an hour after impregnation, and how their children grew to the age of five within two hours.
She didn't have to wait long.
As Lucifer and Severina continued their gentle conversation, time slipped by quickly. Suddenly Severina's eyes widened.
"Husband… she's coming."
Lucifer immediately sat up, positioned himself between her legs, and cupped both hands beneath her entrance.
"Dear… right onto my hands."
"Yes… honey."
With a soft, wet *plop*, a tiny girl no larger than a kitten slid into his palms. Her eyes were closed, cheeks rosy, hair the same auburn color as Severina's.
Veronica stared, reality tilting. Lucifer had bred and impregnated Severina not even an hour ago—and now he cradled their newborn daughter. Meanwhile, Veronica—impregnated by him two and a half months earlier—was still carrying their child in her womb. Life felt so unfair.
Seeing the ashen look on Veronica's face, Lucifer spoke gently.
"Don't be sad. Not many know this… but my Shadow-wives and daughters aren't human. Their constitution is different. Just wait two and a half months more—our Lucevera will soon be in our arms."
Then he turned back to Severina.
"Darling… take our daughter Severucia and move into my shadow. It's Nocturna's turn now to give me another daughter."
Severina pouted, reluctant.
"But why can't I stay with you?"
Lucifer chuckled at her expression.
"You definitely can… but this place is cramped. I promise—I'll call you back in about four hours. And you can always watch me from the shadow world… can't you?"
"Yes…" she admitted. "But you have to make that milkshake for me."
"Promise. But first I have to grow the berries. Still—I'll make it happen."
"Husband, you better," she warned playfully.
Lucifer kissed her forehead, then Severucia's tiny head.
"As my fairy wishes. Now go. I'll call you back soon."
"Okay."
She cradled Severucia like the most precious treasure and vanished into Lucifer's shadow.
After sending Severina away, Lucifer turned to Nocturna.
"Noct… do you want to join me now, or some other time?"
Nocturna, who had been sitting quietly, jolted upright at his words.
"Husband… I want you to love me now… just as you loved Sister Severina."
Lucifer grinned.
"So what are you doing over there? Come here."
Nocturna didn't hesitate. She yanked the white kritle down her body in one swift motion and pounced—launching herself straight into his lap like a tiger claiming its prey.
Unlike the calm, composed Severina, Nocturna was bold and childish around him—though she wore the same cold, expressionless mask in front of everyone else.
Lucifer caught her mid-air. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
"My kitten's gotten quite ferocious, huh?" he teased.
Nocturna nodded eagerly.
"Honey… I'm in heat."
"So am I," he growled. "Now kiss me."
He leaned forward and claimed her mouth.
"Mhmmm… chuu… mhmm… slurpp… kiss… muah… mmhmm… nhmm… slurp… slurpp… slurpp… ummhhmm… chuuu… mhmmm… mmph… ♡♡♡"
Their kiss stretched on—deep, wet, hungry—while Zyrene and Veronica watched, heat rising uncontrollably.
Zyrene clenched her thighs, knowing Lucifer would never leave her aching for long.
Veronica, meanwhile, had lost all restraint—fingers plunging deep inside herself, moaning openly:
"Oooh… yessss… deeper… yess honey… yes fuck me… yesshhhnn… yeahhshh… aahnnm… ahhnnmmm… oohnnmm… aahhhnmmm… that's the spotttt… yeashh… Lucii… Lucii… yeahhhssa… fuck me… more… more… give me your big snake… yessshhnm… husbanddd… husbanddd… fuck me more… yesss hit my wombb… give Tristan a sibling… yeahhhhssshh… cumminggg… cummingg… yeahhh… yeahhh… yeahhhh… yeahhhhghhhh… yyyeeaahhgggnhhh…
squirt… squirt♡… squirt… squirt♡♡"
While Veronica lost herself, Lucifer lavished Nocturna's body—kissing and licking every inch.
Among all his Shadow-wives, Nocturna stood out in her own way. Not that the others weren't stunning—they were—but Nocturna's curly pink hair, blood-red eyes, rosy plump lips, and voluptuous yet slim, curvaceous figure made her look like a heavenly nymph.
After devouring her mouth for a long while, Lucifer flipped her onto her stomach, lifted her hips, parted her plump cheeks, and dragged his tongue over her pink asshole.
Lick… lick… slurp… slurp… swirl… schlick… slurpp… slurpp… kiss… slurp… llick… llickkk…
Every stroke sent Nocturna spiraling.
"Yesshh… master… lick… lick it deeper… hnnnmmm… so good… yeashhh… yeahhh… aahhnnmm… nhnmm… mmnhm… yessh… tongue-fuck me honey… yess more deeper… yess… shove it all… ahhnnm… honey… honeyy… master… more deeper… more harder… yess… there… husband… swirl your tongue there… yeahh… that's the spot… husband… honeyy… I'm cumming… cumming… yeahhh… yyahhhaahhhssss… ♡♡♡♡♡"
When he finally pulled back, he asked softly, "How was it?"
Nocturna panted.
"Husband… that was so satisfying. But down there… my pussy is itching and burning… please help me."
Lucifer smiled.
"Hmm… lie on your back. I'll make you feel even better."
Nocturna obeyed instantly.
Lucifer aligned himself and thrust deep inside her in one smooth motion—then began pounding with fierce, rhythmic intensity.
Palap… palap… palap… thwack… thud… plap… palp… palp… palp… plap-plap-plap-plap-plap-plap… palap… palap… thwakkh… thud… thwak… plap… plap-plap-plap-plap…
He varied the pace—slow and deep… gentle and teasing… then fast, piston-like thrusts that slammed against her deepest spots.
Nocturna took every stroke with trembling ecstasy—moaning in waves of pure love and need:
"Mmhmm… mhmm… aahn… ahmmn… oohh… aah… ooh… aahmm… nhmnhm… hgnnn… ummm…
yesshh… yeashh… ah-ah-ah-ah-ahahhhmm-aahh-aahhhm-nnhmm… yeeahhh… ooh… ohhhod… hnnmm… ahhnnmm… aeennhnnm… eehhnnmmm… unnnhmm… yesss… more… more… ooh-yess… ooohmm… hmmmhh… ooh-yes… hhann-fuckk… soo-good… unmmmmhn… yess… oohhh… ohhh… ummmhmmn… uhmm…
husbandd… ummm… ummmm… honey… honey… honeyyy… I'm cumming… cumminggg… eeehhnnmmmm… aah-ahh-ummmh… mhmmhm-aahhnnn… eehmmm… cumming… cummmingg… yessshh… yeashhhhh… ummnnhhmm… cumming… yesssshhhhjaaaa… squirt♡… squirt♡… squirt♡… hmm… humm… hmm… yehh… humm… ann…"
She came hard—body shaking violently.
Lucifer followed moments later, groaning as he flooded her depths. Excess seed spilled out around his cock.
Soon her belly swelled with the same telltale bulge—impregnated once more.
He leaned down, tucked a pink curl behind her ear, and whispered, "Satisfied, my ferocious kitten?"
"Yes, honey."
"Rest a little now."
"I will… but after I give birth to our daughter."
Lucifer nodded, kissed her forehead.
"I'm going to satisfy your younger sister Zyrene and your sister Veronica… but I'll be back just before you give birth."
Nocturna nodded sleepily and closed her eyes.
Lucifer turned to Zyrene.
"Now, dear… tell me what you want me to do."
Zyrene—already beyond aroused after watching her sisters—blurted, "Husband… I also want another daughter."
Lucifer laughed warmly and flicked her forehead playfully.
"Didn't I tell you? We're going in descending order. Your turn comes just before Almyth—so Veleria, Aelune, and Kaelith are ahead of you."
Zyrene pouted adorably, cheeks puffed.
"Husband… don't give me a daughter now… but satisfy me."
Before Lucifer could answer, Veronica—still trembling from her self-induced orgasms—chimed in desperately.
"Honey… me too… please… please, Luci…"
Lucifer smiled tenderly.
"Alright. Both of you—come here."
He activated his [Body Modification] skill, amplifying the pleasure receptors in their nether regions by 200%.
Given how desperately aroused they already were, it didn't take long.
Soon both of his hands were working—fingers plunging deep into Zyrene and Veronica at the same time.
Thanks to the heightened sensitivity, they convulsed and came three or four times each in just ten minutes—moaning, shaking, squirting helplessly.
When they were finally sated, Lucifer returned their sensitivity to normal.
He moved back to Nocturna, who had stirred awake from the sound of Zyrene and Veronica's wild cries.
She looked up at him.
"Honey… she's coming."
Just like before, Lucifer positioned his hands beneath her.
With another soft *plop*, their daughter slid into his palms—tiny, perfect, with pink curls already forming.
Nocturna watched him cradle the baby gently.
"Honey… what will you name her?"
Lucifer smiled.
"Bloom of the night. Our daughter will be called Noctalia."
"Noctalia… how beautiful."
"Just like you," he said softly.
Nocturna's eyes shimmered.
"Husband… am I beautiful?"
Lucifer leaned close, holding Noctalia carefully, and whispered against her ear:
"You are my life, darling. Actually… all of you are my life. And you are the most beautiful to me."
Nocturna's cheeks blazed bright red. She headbutted him lightly in playful embarrassment.
"Don't say that, honey… it's embarrassing."
Lucifer chuckled and stole another kiss.
"What are you blushing about, my little kitten?"
Then he glanced at the other bed.
"My darling… I'm so sleepy. Look—those two are already passed out without a care."
Indeed, Veronica and Zyrene had collapsed in exhaustion after just ten minutes of intensified pleasure. They slept deeply on the second bed.
Lucifer had already called Severina back from his shadow.
Now he lay in the center of the large bed, arms spread wide.
On his right: Severina, with little Severucia nestled between them.
On his left: Nocturna, with Noctalia tucked safely between them.
They whispered softly for a while—content, warm, complete.
Then Lucifer drifted to sleep, surrounded by his wives and newborn daughters, looking every bit like the luckiest man in existence.