The Forbidden Throne
Copyright© 2025 by Tharnoren
Chapter 18
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 18 - After their parents’ murder, the priests crown young Nakht pharaoh and force his sister Merit to become his queen. To end famine and restore the Nile, they must conceive a pure-blooded heir—an unholy union that will twist duty into forbidden desire.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest Brother Sister MaleDom Rough Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Oral Sex Pregnancy Royalty
Nakht growled, a guttural sound vibrating through the heavy, humid air, his fingers still pressed against Merit’s mouth, smothering her broken whispers. “You feel that, don’t you?” he rasped, his voice rough and shamelessly filthy. “Your ass is swallowing me ... gods, Merit, you were made for me.” His hips slammed against her, his thick cock driving deep into the tight, burning heat of her ass. The wooden frame groaned beneath them, the linen soaked with sweat and unspeakable fluids.
Merit’s face was crushed into the sheet, her muffled moans trembling under his hand—a mixture of fear, pain, and a pleasure she despised feeling. Her nails clawed at the fabric, her thighs trembling, spread as far as they would go, her hips lifting slightly to meet him despite herself. It’s too much ... too hard, she thought, the burn radiating up into her belly, tangled with a treacherous warmth that made her shudder. She wanted to push him away, but her muffled moans betrayed the truth she refused to accept.
He slowed suddenly, his thrusts measured now, as if he sensed her turmoil. “Shhh ... get used to me,” he murmured, almost tenderly. His fingers slipped from her mouth, tracing her damp cheek. Merit gasped, sucking in air, her lips trembling. Her half-lidded eyes shimmered with a mix of defiance and vulnerability that made Nakht’s cock throb even harder.
He pulled out abruptly, the wet sound echoing through the chamber. Merit flinched, a pained whimper escaping her as her hole clenched and pulsed. But Nakht didn’t give her time to recover. His hands gripped her hips, guiding the swollen head of his cock against her soaked slit. In one smooth motion, he pushed inside, parting her folds with an ease that made him groan.
Merit screamed, a cry torn between agony and raw pleasure. “Nakht!” His name burst from her lips, an animal sound, desperate and wild. Her hands released the sheets and clutched at his arms, her nails digging into his bronzed skin. Nakht raised his hand and brought it down sharply on her ass, the crack echoing through the room. She gasped, the sting blooming red across her flesh as she arched, her sex tightening around him like a vise.
He fucked her harder, his hips slamming against her thighs with unrestrained force. Each thrust was deep, deliberate, dragging against every sensitive inch inside her. Merit cried out, her moans rising in broken crescendos, her body trembling beneath him. “Nakht ... gods...” she gasped, her voice shattered, eyes lost in the flicker of the torchlight. She was his—a truth that terrified her as much as it inflamed her.
“Nakht ... I want to see you,” she suddenly begged, her voice trembling, a plea barely held together by the storm of sensation coursing through her. “Please ... let me see you...” Her wet eyes sought his, desperate, pleading. Nakht barely slowed, a dark smile curling his lips, his cock still buried inside her. “You want to see me, Merit?” he growled, mocking, his tone rough and heavy. “See me fucking you like this?”
He raised his hand and struck again, a sharp slap that made her jolt, a high-pitched cry bursting from her. Without pause, he seized her hips and flipped her onto her back, the wood beneath them cracking with the sudden movement. Merit gasped, her legs raised, spread, utterly exposed. Nakht lined himself up again, pressing his slick cock to her tight hole, and thrust in without warning. Merit screamed his name, a sound torn from between pain and ecstasy, her fingers clawing at his back. Her nails raked crimson trails down his skin, but Nakht didn’t stop. He drove into her harder, his hips pounding, his face inches from hers, their eyes locked. His gaze was wild, burning into hers—fear, pleasure, and a forbidden tenderness colliding in that stare.
He kept going, relentless, his cock pulsing inside her, each thrust forcing broken moans from her lips. Her legs trembled in the air, clinging to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders, marking him. Their faces were so close their breaths tangled, hot and uneven. Nakht growled, his lips brushing hers but never closing the distance, choosing instead to watch her come apart beneath him—his sister, his queen, consumed by their sin.
The pain, sharp at first, slowly dulled, giving way to a deep heat—an illicit pleasure swelling inside Merit like the Nile rising in flood. Her moans softened, turning almost pleading, her hips arching instinctively to meet Nakht’s thrusts. Her dark eyes were fixed on him—on the tension in his shoulders, the sheen of sweat sliding down his bronzed skin—captivated as if by a living god. She was consumed by that sight, by the sacrilegious union chaining them together. Without thinking, she lifted her head, her lips searching for his, driven by a primal need to seal their sin. “Kiss me...” she breathed between thrusts, her voice trembling, each word torn out between a gasp and a muffled cry.
Nakht’s eyes burned with a wild fire as he gave in to her plea. He leaned down, his mouth crashing against hers in a hungry, feverish kiss. Their lips met in chaos—tongues tangled, breaths mingled, heat devouring reason. Merit moaned into his mouth, a sound that vibrated against his lips as her body surrendered to the rush of ecstasy. Her fingers slid into his hair, tugging weakly, desperate to hold him there, to keep that fleeting instant where they were nothing but flesh and desire—bound by a blasphemy even the gods seemed to tolerate in silence.
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