Gideon clearly was not joking when he said he wanted to make her pregnant, and that thought alone sent a chill through Delilah.

She was past her prime. Not by much, since she had married young, but enough to make her hesitate. The world was already ruined, unstable and cruel. The last thing she wanted was to bring another child into it.

Yet all those worries kept slipping away.

Each time his cock pressed against that spot inside her, relentless, her thoughts scattered. It was something she had never truly experienced with another person. Only by herself had she ever reached that kind of peak.

It made her realize something bitter. How many women lived their entire lives without ever feeling this, even after years of marriage?

It said enough about how useless Leon had been.

"G-Gideon... stop, hhh... don’t cum inside me again..." she pleaded weakly.

Her womb already felt full, heavy with his sperm, yet he kept moving, pushing in and out without slowing down. It was absurd. This man, younger than her own daughter, had stamina that felt endless.

"Ahh... hhnn!"

Her voice broke into another moan as she felt him swell inside her again, his cock thickening, ready to release once more.

Tears slipped down her cheeks. It felt too good.

Her mind was turning hazy, thoughts slipping away one by one until nothing remained but the overwhelming sensation. She could not think clearly anymore, and that frightened her almost as much as it excited her.

Her stomach felt slightly swollen, filled again and again, his seed threatening to spill out each time he thrust back in. The mess only grew worse with every movement.

And still, he refused to let her go.

His arms wrapped tightly around her body, holding her in place as if she might escape, even though she had no strength left to try.

"Hah, fuck... it’s too late to say that now, you know?" he breathed against her ear, his voice rough. "I’m... I’m about to cum again..."

His grip tightened further as he buried his face against her back.

They were in a doggy position now, but he stayed pressed close against her, not giving her even a bit of space. Each thrust drove him deeper, as if he was trying to force himself further inside despite already being fully sheathed.

His hips slammed forward, his balls striking against her as his tip kept hitting the same sensitive spot deep inside, until her vision blurred.

Gideon couldn’t hold back. Her body felt too good.

It was hard to believe she had given birth twice. Her inner walls clung to him, tightening, pulsing, almost as if they were pulling him deeper. Every twitch and contraction sent sharp waves of pleasure through him, forcing a low hiss from his lips.

When he reached forward and grabbed her breasts, the reaction was immediate.

He squeezed them firmly, then pinched her nipples between his fingers, not gently, but with just enough pressure to send another shock through her body.

Her walls tightened again. "C-CUMMING!! Again—ahh...!"

Her voice broke into a sob as her body convulsed.

Liquid splashed onto the already soaked bed, her entire body shaking uncontrollably. She nearly collapsed forward, her strength completely gone, but Gideon caught her wrists and pulled her upright, keeping her in position.

"Wahh... G-Gideon, please, enough." she cried weakly. "You’re–you’re too much."

Her body had become far too sensitive. Every slight movement sent another wave through her, threatening to push her over again. She could no longer control it, and the fear of losing even more control began creeping in.

Still, Gideon showed no intention of stopping. He pulled her arms back more firmly, forcing her posture to stay as his hips drove forward once more.

"Fuck..."

His voice dropped into a low growl as he finally reached his limit again.

He had already lost count. How many times had he climaxed? How long had they been going at it?

It did not matter. The stamina potion from the system kept his body from tiring. There was no exhaustion, only a constant, overwhelming pleasure flooding his senses.

"Cumm—" Delilah climaxed again, weaker this time.

Her body no longer had the strength to react the same way, her release softer, her movements slower. Still, she felt it clearly, another wave passing through her before fading.

All she could focus on now was the heavy, growing fullness in her stomach. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

It felt larger than before, unnaturally so, to the point where it almost looked like she was several months pregnant.

Gideon pulled her closer until their bodies pressed tightly together, leaving no space between them. From that position, he could easily lower his head to her neck, kissing along her skin before moving up to her lips.

The kiss turned deep and lingering, almost greedy, as if he could never have enough of her. Their tongues met and moved together in a messy rhythm while his hand slid down to her stomach, gently rubbing the swollen bulge as his cock finally softened.

When he pulled out, Delilah whimpered. His seed spilled out of her in a thick, continuous flow, and she could feel it slipping down as her stomach slowly deflated.

"Hnngg..." she let out weakly, still trembling from the aftershocks.

Gideon broke the kiss, his expression shifting as he realized what was happening. Without hesitation, he bought a plug from the system.

It appeared in his hand, and before she could react, he pushed it into her. Delilah gasped sharply, her body jolting as she trembled again from the sudden intrusion.

"Wh-what are you doing?! Let it out!" she protested, her voice shaking.

"Nah," he replied without concern. "That’s my hard work. You think I’d let it go to waste?"

He shifted his position, sitting up and pulling her along with him so she ended up straddling his lap. The movement forced the plug deeper, making her body jolt again as she instinctively wriggled, soft moans escaping her lips despite herself.

That reaction scared her. The way her body responded so eagerly, felt unfamiliar and unsettling. She had never felt this sensitive before, never this... out of control.

Once she regained some control, Delilah finally spoke, her voice quieter now. "Why do you want children that much? Do you really think it’s a good idea in a world like this?"

Gideon didn’t answer immediately. He leaned back against the headboard, silent for a moment as he thought.

What was his reason, aside from the system pushing him toward it? Then, suddenly, a memory surfaced.

"When you become a father, you’ll understand how much of a pain children are! You’re useless. I shouldn’t have had you!"

Even as a child, he had known those words were wrong. He had always believed he would be different, that he would become someone better, someone who could build a real family and give his children what he never had.

Gideon let out a small chuckle. "It’s a bit selfish," he admitted, "but I want to prove I’m better than him."

Delilah seemed to understand without needing more explanation, but she still sighed. "Making decisions out of anger isn’t a good idea. And you’re petty. Not that I hate it..."

She added, before her tone turned more serious. "But Gideon, children aren’t toys. They’re easy to make, but hard to raise. Don’t prove your worth based on living being you need to take care of for almost the rest of your life."

"I never said they were," he replied, resting his head lightly against her shoulder. "Do you think I’d be a bad father?"

She let out a small chuckle. "Not bad. Just inexperienced. You’re going to make mistakes."

She paused briefly before adding, "But you still need to think it through before deciding something like this."

She had a point, but it was already too late. He had already impregnated Summer, and he had no idea how to tell her. For now, he could only let time handle it.

"Alright," he said with a faint smirk, "I just want a happy family. That’s all. Give me a reason to work harder for this territory."

Delilah pinched his arm lightly. "Hmph. Then work instead of talking. The sun’s already up. Let go, I need to take a bath."

Gideon laughed and finally released her. She stood up carefully, her legs unsteady as she tried not to fall, then made her way toward the bathroom he had summoned. He watched her for a moment before shaking his head and turning his attention to the system.

He hadn’t leveled up yet, but he only needed to kill one more aberrant. Still, what caught his attention more was Delilah’s status.

[Delilah Miller]

[Affection: 25/100]

[Lust: 15/100]

[Status: Insemination started]

She was the only woman whose affection was higher than her lust. That alone made him smile.

It meant she had already felt something for him, even before all of this, and for some reason, that pleased him more than anything else.

When Gideon finished bathing and returned to the room, he found Delilah already cleaning. Her face was flushed, clearly embarrassed, likely remembering everything they had done throughout the night.

"It’s fine," he said. "I can take care of it if you’re embarrassed."

"Ugh, no. Just go. Your people need you," she replied, avoiding his gaze. "I can handle this. I don’t have anything else to do anyway."

He chuckled and stepped closer, leaning near her ear. "Let’s do this more often. You seemed to enjoy it. Next time, we’ll use my BDSM dungeon."

Her face turned red instantly, and her hand swung toward him, but Gideon was already moving. Living with Summer and Freya had trained him well.

He dodged easily, laughing as he stepped out of the room while her annoyed grumbling followed behind him.

Today was going to be a long day, and he needed to prepare himself.