After a hearty breakfast, everyone was relaxed and happy, chatting and gossiping about what they liked and what they wanted to do.
Suddenly Lucifer asked, "How was the breakfast?"
Sarah smiled sheepishly and answered, "Fucking amazing… Just like Dad's dick."
Amelia smirked and shot back, "You haven't tried Luci's yet. If you had, you wouldn't even mention Dad's. He's got a strong, big, hard, veiny cock, and the thick cum he shoots tastes like meat glazed with honey."
Lucifer just stared, completely speechless at the absurd dick-and-cum taste comparison right after breakfast. He had no fucking clue what to expect from these women anymore.
He turned to Christopher and asked, "Dad, how's the food? Hope you're not gonna compare it to the taste of semen too."
Christopher chuckled, "I honestly can't believe you can cook this well. Why the hell didn't you cook for us before? The food is really good and—"
Lucifer cut him off sharply, "If the food is good, that means you lost the bet."
Both Amelia and Sarah blurted out at the exact same time:
"What bet?!"
"What bet?!"
Mia frowned and looked at them suspiciously.
I shrugged and explained, "The bet was: if I fucked up the cooking or made any mistake, I'd have to work on Dad's behalf for 10 days with double the effort. And Dad would get to kiss Mom, because Mom already gave me exclusive rights to her mouth and kisses."
Mia instantly turned bright crimson, remembering the dirty condition she had set yesterday while Derek was balls-deep inside her.
After a short pause, Lucifer continued, "And if I managed to cook something edible and actually delicious, then I get to marry Mom, make her my wife, and knock her up. I'll be her son and her husband at the same time, and Dad will have to call me 'brother-son.'"
Both Amelia and Sarah immediately looked at me and asked, "Why the fuck didn't you include us?"
I answered plainly, "Amelia is already married, so I can't just make her my wife without permission from my brother-in-law."
"As for Sarah… I've seen how much she prefers Dad over me. She always ignores me, never talks to me, never kisses me—like I don't even exist. Even in the healing chamber, while Amelia and Mom were kissing and sucking on me, Sarah went straight to Dad and rode his cock like a desperate slut. So if she doesn't want me, I'm not going to force myself on her. I don't want her to hate me. That's why I didn't include her."
"Maybe she doesn't even see me as a brother or a real man. Maybe only Dad's dick exists for her."
While I was rambling, I didn't notice the two women reacting. Mom had turned as red as a ripe tomato, her ears burning scarlet after hearing I wanted to marry her, fuck her senseless, and breed her full of my cum.
Sarah's eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down her face like a broken faucet. She finally realized how cruelly she had been neglecting Lucifer, acting like he was invisible, and now he was shutting her out of his love entirely.
She wanted to deny everything I said, but she couldn't. Every word was true. She loved Dad, but her actions made it look like she hated Lucifer.
After a heavy pause, I added, "That's why I left you two out."
Amelia spoke up, "Luci, I know you didn't mean any harm. I don't know about Sarah, but I'm married and still childless. I'm not as lucky as Mom. My husband Travis has pumped me full of cum countless times—creampie after creampie—and we've had hot, satisfying sex, but I never got pregnant. So I'm begging you: please fuck me and impregnate me. I promise my husband won't mind. He'll actually be thrilled to finally become a father."
I thought for a second and replied, "That's fine with me. Because of what Derek did, Mom's pussy is still too sensitive and hasn't healed yet, so I can't breed her right now. But trust me, I really want to destroy Mom's cunt and claim every inch of her body and soul."
(If he had looked at Mia right then, he would've seen her face flushed deep red, earlobes scarlet, breathing fast and shaky, with soft but intensely yandere eyes locked on him. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her.)
I continued, "Alright, Sis. First I'll impregnate you. I guarantee you'll never forget it. While I'm fucking you, the only face, body, and soul you'll remember is mine. Today you're my wife, and tomorrow my baby will be growing in your belly. That's a promise."
Amelia's eyes watered as she whispered, "We'll see if you can really knock me up and make me forget Travis completely."
I asked with a grin, "You ready, Sis? If yes, come to my room. I want to make today special for you—no one disturbing our first proper breeding session."
She blushed shyly and said, "Okay, Luci. I believe you'll get me pregnant. And if you succeed, I'll give you a special reward I've kept safe and exclusive—something no one else will ever get."
Curious, I asked, "What is it?"
She stepped closer, pulled down the front of her top, letting her massive E-cup tits jiggle heavily, and said seductively, "My milk."
I smirked, "Deal. But I'm setting one rule: when the baby is born, one nipple belongs to the baby, the other is mine. If I'm not fucking you at that moment, you can feed the baby. But whenever I'm railing you in the future, one tit is always reserved for me."
"You okay with that?"
Amelia laughed so hard she sounded like she was on laughing gas.
"I didn't know you were such a milk slut!" she teased.
I shrugged, "Tits aren't just fat—they're fucking heaven. Who wouldn't want them?"
"Now go freshen up and come to my room. Tomorrow you're waking up with my baby inside you."
With that, I stood up and headed to the bathroom to get ready for my next adventure—climbing those two fat, round hills and burying myself deep in the tight, wet valley between them.