" Yes. You may. " Smirking some. Flexing those hairy pecs as he looked down at Arkyon. Finally breaking him. He’ll be the most amazing paladin of Gan’Raq. He will exude justice within the rules of Gan’s beliefs.

Gaining orc runic markings. Of course matching that of Gan’Raq. They glow a felt golden shimmer to represent his unearthly abilities. " Every inch should be covered by your tongue if you’d like more power. " Strength is devotion. Devotion is strength.

The only way to increase the strength of his pact is through actions like this. • Arkyon gained enthralled! Soon enough he removed his pants. Revealing that hairy, musky orc length just begging to receive proper attention.

A sigh in relief. His own paladin providing such a perfect service to him, he obviously enjoyed the attention to detail that he was currently showing to him. " Good boy. Gain your powers. " Pressing a hand to the top of his head. His dick was to be treated with upmost love.

He is truly devoted. There no way he gave this much attention to his original patron god. The orc began to buck his hips into the throat of the paladin. Aiming to correctly ruin him so that he knows just exactly who he belongs to you.

Properly broken. Soon enough he forces that cock all the way down his throat. Keeping him right on his base, making sure he gets used to having his entire length down his throat. Every waking minute of his life should be attending to his god.

He’ll hold him in those musky pubes until his mind breaks. Wanting to properly ensure that he knows of one import existence. Gan’Raq. Maybe if he’s good he’ll fuck his paladin.

Then he expects him to correctly act his part. Pulling that fat cock out of his mouth. With his enthralled status Gan’Raq is easily able to give telepathic messages.. such as ‘Present your hole to your God’

That hairy ass was truly a sight to behold. More than enough to cause Gan to spray him with a rope of pre. " Equally amazing back here aren’t you? I’ll put it to good use. " Dragging his tip along that hole a few times before pressing his fat tip inside.

It took a bit before he finally got balls deep. But his length just as long and as thick as any gods should be. A solid 14 inches deep inside of Arkyon would suffice. Not giving him any time to react either. Instantly getting to pummeling his prostate.

That cock absolutely ruining his prostate. Each thrust stronger than the last. Hoping to force more and more loud moans out of him. Each thrusts making those markings flash gold over and over. This is the only way for him to get stronger.

To drain his god is to be devoted, to be devoted is to drain his god. His tenets will be etched into that hole. Strong hands placing themselves on his hips as he pulled him back with each thrust. Throbbing as he ruined his paladin.

" What is that? I don’t think I heard you. " Pummeling him over and over again. Throbbing harder with each thrust. It was evident that he was getting close.. Arkyon just needed to beg more.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP— Thrusts echoing throughout before wanna slam. Fully hilting inside of the paladin as he began unloading his godly seed. Both of their markings glowing a bright gold as he bred him. " You belong to me. Now and forever. "

" You’ve done well my paladin. " Staying deep inside of him. Still pulsing and pumping out a load. He had a lot of power to give Arkyon, he had to make sure he gets 100% of his load. " Make sure it all stays inside. Otherwise you won’t be as strong. "

Christmas?? He’s unfamiliar with this holiday.

Does he know what he’s getting into? Gan isn’t one to only kiss and move on. Oliver will be ending the night with an inability to walk.

He’s never had a man like Gan’Raq. Comparing him to a mortal is a lousy comparison. He’ll show Oliver why exactly he’s revered. Pulling the strap to side and already pressing his tongue to his hole. Circling that outer ring with his tongue while his hands spread his cheeks.

Already hugging Gholug.. and shamelessly kissing him.

Gan was depraved of his father’s love for all too long. Tongue eagerly getting a taste for the elder’s mouth as he held him tightly.