Morgana grew more beautiful as the days passed, the weeks, and months. Pregnancy suited Morgana so well... Her pale, corrupt body swelled for Kayle, blossoming wonderfully and filling the folds of the chaste white clothing Kayle made her sister dress in these days. Morgana was still disturbingly alluring in full body robes and a shawl. Gone were the clingy purple dresses Morgana had once preferred, which hugged her breasts and revealed many inches of her sweet skin to outsider's eyes. Of course, Kayle had outfits that she made her sister wear in the depths of the night - ones that showed off everything; Outfits that made Kayle's hot desire boil up and spill out from inside her like rainfall. Morgana wore them willingly. She'd do anything for Kayle. Anything.
That much was obvious….
Her sinful twin had a special way of tempting all who laid their eyes upon her - full-breasted, that natural, hungry sway of her hips, the pale skin begging to be touched and marked. Morgana's body always seemed to be crying out for Kayle, like she was begging to be put in her place... but then again, Morgana had always been that way - born rebellious, born a slut- that was why Kayle now kept her away from everyone else; it would be so much easier to kill her sister, so much better for the balance of this world - yet Kayle could not find it in herself to plunge her burning blade inside. She never would.
Morgana was her darkness, and Kayle craved her - could not imagine life without her. The violet-eyed temptress burned in the back of her mind at all times, a constant afterthought. The golden-haired twin exhaled heavily as she returned to her chambers for the night.
Bound by magic to this basement room, but never leaving anyways, Morgana turned to glance at the doorway - staring at the golden-clad warrior with a hungry, lazy expression on her face. A strange smile touched Morgana's lips as Kayle took the sight of her delicious sister in. The dark-haired woman just looked so beautiful in her white silken clothing; her heavy breasts visible under her clothes. Her nipples poked through.
"Welcome home, sister," Morgana greeted Kayle quietly, reaching up to tuck a dark strand of hair behind her eyes as she smiled. She saw the haunted, hungry look on Kayle's face and reached down and pulled her robes down her chest, revealing vast, deep cleavage. Kayle let out an anguished sound. She was hard and seeing Morgana's beautiful chest drove her forward. "Do you need to touch me? Need… other things?"
Kayle needed Morgana. That was all she knew. Once close enough to touch, Kayle approached the bed and lifted her dark sister's right breast, licking her lips as she massaged harshly. She began squeezing the round flesh, groping with dogged persistence. Morgana flinched, pleasure fluttering across her features.
Her violet-glowing eyes stared directly into Kayle's, her lips pouting. "Look at you, Kayle... so desperate for my chest ~ you always did love to touch these." Morgana teased her fingers down the blonde's neck, stroking her fingertips against the fluttering pulse in the holy twin's throat. Kayle exhaled heavily, clenching her teeth.
"Your body craves me," Kayle muttered, refusing to acknowledge having burned for her twin every second they were apart.
"That's right." Morgana smiled in her ugly twisted way, violet gaze unwavering. "You've always screwed up my head... and my body, my sweet sister." Morgana whispered, biting her bottom lip and giving Kayle a slow blink.
Kayle began cupping her other half's full, milky breast and squeezing it- she began to roll her fingers over the swollen tip. Kayle easily teased it to hardness, her erection tenting her smalls. Morgana grimaced, whimpering in a mixture of pain and submission, pushing her chest forward as Kayle pinched her nipple. Then... there it was. A pearly white drop of moisture appeared, trickling down Morgana's pallid flesh. Kayle leaned down, hungrily placing her mouth around the tip and sucking urgently.
"It's cute... how you suck my breasts so hungrily. You're addicted to this, aren't you? After a long hard day... I'm your treasure, your reward... you love my sounds, the feel of my skin against yours, my milk..."
"I am purifying your body with my touch - as is my right." Kayle snapped back; Morgana placed her arms around the golden-haired twin's head. Kayle sucked viciously, casting her sister down flat on her back, her dark hair spilling out of her shawl and across the bed. Try as she might she could not bury her desire for Morgana - even if countless years passed. That was why she had broken inside her, why she had broken her dark half and purified her insides. Kayle squeezed her soft, supple thighs, pulling them open to reveal her slick, glistening insides below her round, pretty belly. Morgana wet her lips.
"Look how you've ascended~" Morgana purred, running her fingers through Kayle's golden locks. The chiseled blonde sister glowered, sucking the milk from her woman. Morgana gasped as Kayle abused her breast with her tongue, lashing the tip, demanding more. The mocking tone only made Kayle more excited. She'd never been able to fuck it out of the woman.
Kayle drank her fill - it wasn't that it tasted particularly good. It wasn't about that. It was about the look on Morgana's face - the knowledge that this sin was only possible because of the forbidden acts they committed. Right now, their child was growing inside Morgana. Kayle had marked her sister utterly and yet in the process... her own soul was tainted, wasn't it? Tainted with this delicious, dark love... Kayle trailed hot, sticky kisses down Morgana's breasts. She smooched a path down the pale expanse of Morgana's belly, aware of the life they were fostering within. Her beautiful sister was all hers, entirely - nothing could break the bond they now had. Even if someone were to strike Kayle down - the golden-eyed tyrant had made her mark on her despicable twin forever.
Morgana shuddered when Kayle kissed her way down to the dark-haired woman's pretty, pale thighs. The muscular blonde moaned in dismay as she smelled her twin's arousal. Morgana was truly dripping for her. Morgana still had the decency to look embarrassed, she lifted her white robes, pushed her legs apart. Her purple eyes burned, twin suns, harboring her deepest, darkest desires. When Kayle was down here she realized she was prey. Morgana's prey, as she'd always been. There was no sense in giving her sister the gift of her lips - but she wanted to, needed to taste. Not just her juices, every inch of her. Her milk, her saliva, the salt of her sweat, her blood. Kayle loved all the different parts of Morgana.
She dipped her head low and began to steadily, hungrily lick. Morgana shuddered. "O-Oh fuck, Kayle~" She grabbed at the sheets, tried not to buck or move too much. Failed. "K-Kayle I- M-MNH!" Morgana's sly, hungry words failed her as Kayle attacked her clit. What was worse, the sound of her moaning in surrender or the teasing, taunting words which spilled from her insufferably kissable lips.
Both sets were so kissable. Kayle teased Morgana's clit with her tongue the way she would Morgana's real lips. She sucked and swirled her tongue around Morgana's swollen clitoris, lashing the sensitive tip. Whenever Morgana's dripping juices came out she lowered her mouth, lapping up the spilling juices, before returning to that swollen nub. Even more than getting slammed into - getting stuffed, Morgana loved this.
It had taken everything in Kayle so far not to jerk off, to pull her cock out and push it inside but that was becoming impossible. Sighting softly, Kayle acknowledged the knowledge that there was no way of resisting the pulse in her crotch. The warrior groaned, raising her body. The ascended sister reached into her armor, pulling her cock free - she pressed it against Morgana's thick thighs, rubbing her wet tip against them. Morgana threw her legs wider, and then Kayle could truly see everything. Morgana's cunt seemed so horribly lonely, like it'd been waiting for this. Kayle's fingers trembled - they tingled where they grasped Morgana's flesh- and she let loose a pathetic sound akin to a whimper, pressing the head of her thick, hard cock inside. She wanted to only put a little bit of it- but at that first taste of wet flesh she found herself urgently pressing in. She lost herself. This was it - this is the feeling she lived for. Morgana was almost as tight as the first time, squeezing harshly around her, milking urgently. Kayle gasped, breathing heavily.
Glistening with sweat, the golden warrior plunged into her impure sister - she had no efficient stride to her thrusts, no natural rhythm. Instead, she took her sister like a heated animal. She couldn't help herself - there was just so much hunger in her body. Morgana knew what she was doing - Kayle could see it in her twin's eyes. She ruined Kayle - ruined her discipline - ruined her purity. By fucking Morgana, by destroying her with orgasms, making that smug face twist up - then Kayle was free, thriving. She wanted to touch the girl forever because that was the only way they could have this one-ness. This utter submission that made Kayle feel alive.
Morgana wailed as she was split open again and again, her inner walls stretched wide. She would likely never get use to the forceful way her beloved twin fucked her. Kayle bit back the urge to cum, gasping loudly. Dick twitching wildly, she reached down and teased Morgana's clit, rolling the nub between her fingers, tweaking gently. She was going to make Morgana cum, again and again, wipe that confident gleam out of her purple eyes - make their glittering, all-knowing depths turn into hot pools of dizzy nothing. They could melt together...
"If we weren't made for each other," Kayle whispered, "We wouldn't fit together so perfectly."
Morgana eyes widened, her pussy convulsed violently - clenching down, milking Kayle. Morgana's next few rapid, flurrying hip motions caused their crotches to collide together wetly. Kayle's throbbing shaft forced its way even further inside- and Morgana's eyes rolled black, a dazed smile twisting her pretty features. Morgana bit her lip, gazing up at Kayle. She made a pretty sight - that leaking tit, that hungry, wanton expression - cheeks flushed and eyes half-closed. Morgana gasped. "I'm going crazy~ You've driven me crazy, sister. Please - do it again! Purify my knocked-up pussy with your seed. Give it to me, give it to me over and over..."
Kayle held her by the ankles, slamming deep inside. The slick wet folds squeezed tightly. She leaned down and sucked her sister's lightly dripping breast, pounding viciously, stretching and filling the dripping depths of her mad, moaning sister. She was mad too. With each thrust Kayle knocked against the entrance to the womb she'd made her own, her fingers bruising her sister's porcelain flesh.
"M-Morgana... I'm going to cum in you! I'm going to fill you again and again!" Kayle cried out, the pain in her back as Morgana scratched at her only making her hips slam down harder. She couldn't restrain her moaning as Morgana's hotness seeped all over her crotch, soaking both of their thighs. The dark twin was squirting, her juices soaking both of them as Kayle brutalized her insides. Morgana was a slave to her pussy; Kayle had made her that way - she loved that about her sister. Kayle lapped gently at her nipples, a sharp contrast with the brutal slamming fuck session down below.
Realizing it was not over, Morgana spasmed, she opened her half-lidded eyes back up and whined. "Ahhh, u-uhhnn Kaaayle!" The dark sister clutched Kayle's hair, raked at the muscles of her back, tearing deep, red lines with her long fingernails. Gods above, this was glorious! Kayle loved the way Morgana pulled at her, scratched, hurt her. It was a sign of her wicked love, like her dark lipstick kisses in forbidden places. "K-Kayle I love you. Sister p-put it deeper! Put it deeper." She writhed and whimpered, working her body up and down in appreciation.
"So shameless, you pregnant, cock-hungry bitch! Fuck, mnn! I can feel you - trying to milk me!" Whenever Kayle thrust Morgana moved her plump, curvy body up to meet the blonde, the swell of her belly brushing Kayle's armor-clad one.
With every word the darker twin purred. "M-Mnn! T-That's right - you filled me up with your seed and I still want more. More and more. I want more of you, Kayle."
"M-Morgana, you slut... always tempting me! I'll make you shut that filthy mouth, remind you you're mine," The blonde abandoned Morgana's first breast, switching to the other. Kayle burned with appreciation this gift, the gift of her sister's evolving body. She could never get tired of sucking these, drinking this cursed liquid. The base of her cock slapped against Morgana's wet entrance, making lewd noises. Kayle threw her head back with a gasp, Morgana laughing when she saw her golden twin shining in the light of her twisted desire.
Kayle's balls ached with the promise of an orgasm, her body burned - tingled - with white-hot desire. Every time she pounded inside, she tweaked Morgana's pretty nipple with her tongue, eagerly rubbing and grinding her fingers against her clitoris all the while. The blonde warrior worked her cock into Morgana faster, sawing downward, trying to break the girl in - trying to match Morgana's pace. She was rewarded with the sinful, wet clapping of their accursed communion. Kayle was growing dizzy; she was breaking her sister in with all her strength.
Morgana shuddered and her beautiful, gleaming eyes narrowed, her face growing slack. The full-breasted, dark twin shuddered as her body was racked by another powerful orgasm. Kayle's dick slammed deep into Morgana, knocking against places that shouldn't have been possible. Morgana was so deliciously full but it wasn't enough. Was never enough. "Mmn, yes! Fuuuck - fill me up sis! Make me yours even more. Please, give me every part of you."
The delirious words were like penitent lashes across her back. Kayle felt glorious, powerful, complete.
"Destroy yourself with me, pour deep inside... I want it, I-I need it." Morgana's unsettling smile was exciting, she lovingly stroked Kayle's face. "Suck the milk from my breasts, ever drop, after all you're the one who put it there. It's yours. I'm yours - Dump your seed into me... please, sister~ Mess my head up more, purify me. Give me your everything, break me apart."
If she wanted more... Kayle would give her even more! Kayle couldn't stop if she wanted to, their union was now an endless cycle. Kayle would give, Morgana would take, they were becoming one forever. Yes, this was it ~ this feeling was what she lived for. The wetness, the heat wrapped around her, the look on Morgana's face - the utter bliss and despair, the violet eyes glittering with pure desire for Kayle. Like this, Morgana was always hers. This feeling was irresistible. Morgana was right. She was addicted to the feeling of thrusting deep inside her sister, she could never live without it. No other woman, no other being could satisfy her as much - could even gain her interest. Her sister was a broken, filthy monster but Kayle was stained too. Everytime she came inside Morgana she stained her own brilliant, superior soul- yet she would never grow tired of merging, combining, making Morgana hers...
"Don't waste a drop of it, Morgana!" Wet, splashing noises filled the air as Kayle stabbed herself inside, putting all her efforts into each thrust like a diligent soldier. Morgana's juices were splashing out all over the sheets when she came, and she came again and again, quivering like she was struck with electricity. Her back curled, her feet pressing hard against her blonde twin's ass, urging her back in. Kayle's precum was drizzled deep within Morgana, every second an effort not to cum then and there. The dark waves of Morgana's glossy, thick hair across that perfect, pretty face was a work of art. Kayle sucked hungrily, more milk finally leaking out. But she didn't just want milk she wanted - Morgana moaned desperately, fingers tangling into her hair as Kayle lunged upward, forcing their mouths against each other. Their tongues scraped deliciously against one another, saliva dripping into each other's mouth as they marked every inch of each other they could get. Kayle squeezed Morgana's big, dripping breasts, digging her fingers in and grunting with pleasure - the wet clapping of their crotches a distant echo in comparison to Morgana's sweet, gentle moans.
It felt too amazing. There could be nothing wrong with this. It felt too right. Morgana's violet eyes practically glowed, clawed fingers digging into Kayle's scalp as she urged her golden twin onward, ever onward. "Ruin your cock in me Kayle~" Morgana purred, "Taint your lips on my breasts..."
Morgana was her eternal sin... Kayle cupped her twin's cheek, and their tongues twisted together as Morgana's legs wrapped around the back of her ass. She was tugged closer, her armor-clad abdomen rubbing against her sister's baby bulge. The leaking white on the pale skin, the well-fucked face - all of it was combing together to make Kayle's head hot, her body sick with sinful bliss. Morgana was her ruin... but she destroyed herself willingly. She would rather lose herself entirely then lose this. Lose any of this...
Whimpering, Morgana shuddered, leaning down to viciously bite Kayle's throat. After leaving a bloody mark she hissed out, "Pour yourself in me, dump your cum deep inside, Kayle~ Purify me, I need it - I need you deeper! Do it- do it sister!"
Kayle groaned, sweating and slamming her hips into Morgana, desperately trying to meet the demands of the needy, pleading voice. She would do anything to make that voice pitch even higher in bliss. Their lips brushed against one another, sweet breath merging. Morgana's purple eyes seared into her golden.
"Mmmm I can feel you throbbing, sister," Morgana whispered into her mouth. "I'm all yours... so pour it all inside."
Kayle cursed and let out a roar, slamming her hands down on the bed, thrusting forward once, hard. Her body shook as she was overtaken with an orgasm, and as her seed shot out, thick, creamy ropes splattering deep inside her sister Morgana wailed with pleasure - tears of bliss streamed down her cheeks, ruining her dark make-up. Clad in that white outfit, her lustful face was at sharp contrast to the pure image Kayle rigidly enforced.
Morgana's mouth made an o, her back curling as Kayle hit a specific special spot inside. Morgana reached up, hissing. The dark-haired girl's nails tore into her back, her teeth burrowed into Kayle's shoulder. She tore and bit at the same time, leaving bloody wounds all over her angelic sister. "There there there! I love you Kayle! I'll always love you- MNN! No matter how much you fuck me up, no matter how much it hurts-"
Kayle would've done anything to shut her up because every word she spoke was like scripture being burned into her very body. Morgana's desire seeped out of her pale skin, wrapping around them both - her body - their bodies- were too perfect together. Their shared orgasm died out, leaving a sticky mess all over their crotches, thighs, and the mattress. Kayle was panting above her, their sweat-slick skin sticking together as Kayle licked a hot stripe up one of Morgana's leaking tits. Wide-eyed, the blonde groaned.
Despite just cumming her cock ached, twitching and begging for more... Morgana was never satisfied. Once she got a taste she didn't want to stop. She was like that more and more, always wanting another round. Kayle panted. Wrapped around her cock, that tight, dripping pussy squeezed hungrily, begging for more. Kayle was more than happy to comply - Kayle burned with the knowledge that no matter what Morgana thought, it was her tainted body that held the sign of Kayle within. It was she that had the control, she who had her sister chained. Yet her cock was a slave to this woman, her own sister, she couldn't live without this... what did any of it matter? She relented, surrendered. To bathe in sin every day, she could see no other path forward. Being with Morgana was the only reality that made sense.
Their bodies danced the dance of sin, the way they were born to. Morgana pushed Kayle's face down, shoving her breasts in Kayle's face and shaking them. Kayle whimpered, smearing her cheek against the sweaty skin and then sucking her sister's nipple into her breast. She toyed it, the way she liked to, and Morgana gasped. "Mnn, Kayle... make it hurt this time. Do it so hard it hurts me, fill me with pain, make me burn up inside."
Then, much to Kayle's joy, tears began to pour from Morgana's eyes. Great streams, and the dark-haired, tortured girl trembled. Eyes foggy with a dark obsession, mouth curled into a sick smile, she wept tears of sorrow, tears of loss - tears of pain. Kayle violated her deeper, harder than anyone else ever could. To be destroyed, to be consumed by the twin… her soul longed for it almost as much as it screamed for freedom, for love.
'More and more, give her more,' that was all Kayle thought about.
Morgana's hair fell over her tear-soaked face, she forced herself down on Kayle's cock. Their hips soon created a steady, sticky rhythm - Morgana not stopping for a moment, curling her back, rolling her hips and chasing the apex, the mind-numbing bliss. She was driving Kayle into her again and again with circular motions of her hips.
Kayle did not even have to move, Morgana was fucking her all on her own, but then she wouldn't be giving it to Morgana the way she deserved. Their chests pressed urgently together; Kayle gasped. She licked up Morgana's tears- and let Morgana guide her back down to her breasts.
Morgana laughed and moaned at the same time as she cried. Kayle broke her body in with pleasure. Morgana was the blissful burden of sin that was Kayle's alone.
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