Warning: Descriptive sexual scenes and strong language. Read at your own risk.⤵

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Camilla •

Good things come to those who wait, they say. I think I have waited long  enough. Thirty and five years of being alone. High time I acquire what I desired for all those years of solitude.

My own little family. Baby girls and boys. They can be brunettes or blondes or redheads. Azure, grassy or aqua eyes. Skin's snowy, creamy or chocolate goodness.

I want them all. With or without a husband.

I also know full well that the king can meet my biological desires. He's a hot-blooded male, with healthy sperm and beautiful genes. But it's not that simple. Obviously.

Well, I have already decided. I will bear his children, whatever the consequence. A leap of fate, huge as it is, but I made up my mind.

It's final. I will accept the king of Romanovia to father my children. Terrifying but oh so liberating.

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I found two tall figures in the main exit talking with all seriousness, so unlike their playful banter whenever I'm in sight. Their heads bowed, almost touching, their arms folded across their chests.

King Nikolov and Prince Izaak. Two royals in one area. How I came up in the picture...I have no idea.

They seemed so engrossed in their conversation that they still have not known my presence. I wondered what they're speaking of. When Prince Izaak turned his head sideways, he saw me, and nudged the king with his shoulder. Nikolov focused his eyes to me with a glare. He must have been in a foul mood.

"My lady baby, it's always a pleasure to see you. Why am I not seeing you more often? Must have been this tyrant's doing, aye?" Prince Izaak spoke first, dragging me to where the king stood moodily.

I blushed, my ever present reaction always noticeable. Curtseying to the two royals, I told them my reason of being there.

"Your Highnesses, King Nikolov and Prince Izaak, it is time for dinner. The table is set and ready." I said, not meeting the burning eyes of the king nor the teasing ones of the prince.

Dinner was uneventful, yet there was an unmistakable trace of tension in the atmosphere, mostly between Nikolov and I. Even the jokes of Prince Izaak did not appease us, it only added fuel to the awkwardness we're feeling. Or is it just me?

As I loaded the dirty plates in the dishwasher and handwashed some pans and pots, the king cleared his throat behind me. He decided to stay while Prince Izaak left with a teasing smirk in his face.

"Do you want me to help you with that? You're taking so long." What? Why?

"No, my king. I'll be done in a few minutes or so." In reality I don't want to face him. If I could just wash dishes forever.

He grunted a "It's Nikolov" but remained quiet for the rest of my task.

The dreaded moment came upon me as the door to the bedroom closed, giving us the needed privacy. It was suffocating. But I need to face my demons head-on or I'd just be the lonely fat spinster who had nothing, and I don't want it that way any longer.

I am to become a mother. Damn the consequences.

"Yes, Nikolov." I spoke abruptly, afraid I might change my mind and turned my sight to the man standing just beside the door.

The king looked surprised, shocked even for a second. It didn't take him long to figure out what I mean. He recovered immediately, strode towards me and pushed me to the bed to grant my lips a feverish kiss of tongue and teeth.

This time I won't only be giving, I will also be taking. Everything he can offer me.

He hovered over me, lips shining and swelling, a look of conviction in his handsome face. His strong, veiny arms caging me. His hips pressed against mine.
His hardness to my softness. I think....it felt right.

"Say it. Say it. Say you're mine. Say it flower." He sounded desperate, I felt his body shaking.

I decided to end his misery.

"I consent to bearing your children. I will raise them as a mother would. Whatever you ask of me, know that I will do it for you. There's only one thing I ask, let me stay by their sides for all my life."

"You're consenting to be my queen, then?" He sounded hopeful, his voice hoarse from mixed emotions.

"I...I don't know. I just want to be a mother. That's all I want." It's my dream. But to be a queen? It's a step too far, too big of a responsibility.

"You said whatever I ask of you you'd do it for me, right? Then I ask you......
be my queen."

The underlying, unmistakable tone of authority can't be missed in his voice. Nobody would dare to forget he held the highest authority in the land.

He is the king, and I realized who am I to deny him of this?

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Nikolov •

"As you wish, Nikolov. I will be your queen."

What a good way to go. I savored the words and let it settle. There's still so much to consider, so many things to do but right now all I want to do is bask in Camilla's suppleness and all that she is.

Again, I thank my lucky stars for my good fortune.

This calls for a special celebration. A big bang of whooping fireworks. With my cock in her pussy, spurting rich and potent semen to make her belly full of me. Just thinking about it got my heart pumping blood faster right down to my pulsating rod.

"I need you so bad. Let me have you tonight, tomorrow, until whenever. Let me." Please, I want to add.

Her response was a grip in my neck, and she mashed her soft lips in mine. Our tongues battled in a rhythmic war, of passion and desire, of unreleased tension and overflowing lust.

Her kisses were better than the last, maybe because she have agreed to being mine. My queen. Maybe this was the missing piece. Her affirmation is just the start.

After a while she pushed me to breathe air back to her lungs, but I can't get enough of her taste. Her jaw, her neck, her throat, my tongue tasted them all with bites and nips and licks. God I'm going to be at her mercy sooner than I know.

Reaching for her dress, I took it off her voluptuous body. The white cotton undergarments added to her pure innocence. No matter how many times we'd fuck she's still my innocent flower.

Soon we are both in our birthday suits. As we stood apart admiring one another, her eyes speaks volume.

"May I say something, Nikolov?"

"Yes baby. Say it."

"You are gorgeous my king. Please give me babies."

I think I just died and went to heaven hearing her plea. I will. Fuck I will.

"Then come to me and give yourself fully to me. I will give you what you desire the most." Let me in. Let me in baby.

She wasted no second and flung herself to my waiting body. We are stumbling arms and legs atop our bed. My hands kept touching, roaming around, squeezing soft flesh and discovering new crevices I've not explored before. I don't want to hurry. I need this night to be something we'll both remember.

"Let me worship you, flower."

A nod and I'm on it. I started with her roughened hands. The callused fingers added to her allure. A hardworking woman is such a sexy woman.

My lips trailed all the evidence of her independence. When I reached her little finger where my ring was, I showed it to her. "Do you remember the time I put this on you? I just knew back then you were meant to be mine. And damn right you are. You are mine."

Putting my loving in her torso I made sure to pay special attention to her breasts, where our children would suckle their momma's milk for their nourishment. But of course, also their father's nutrition. They'd be grateful of me someday.

Lowering my kisses to her thighs, I spread it and sniffed the center of her wetness. It's like a stream in there with a scent of violets and natural woman.

Without looking away from Camilla, I put my tongue to work. Oh man was I blessed. Blessed to be tasting my woman's nectar straight from the source.

Pulling the lips of her pink flesh apart, the little nub of pleasure between her thickness stood proud, begging for some loving. My woman's clit asking for my attention. Well then, I am yours baby.

I kissed it first to pay homage, before my tongue traced the slit from top to bottom then back up again. Camilla's moans were getting louder and hoarser. Pleasure written all over her face. Her eyes closed, teeth biting her lower lip, one hand tightly on the sheets, the other in my head urging me on. Gladly baby.

Inflicting slow then fast flicks to her clit, her grip becoming painful, I awarded her one last tonguing before sucking the engorged bud with my lips and biting it with my teeth.

With a loud moan, Camilla came so hard she squirted. Fuck she gushed liked an open dam!

Her thighs quivered and shook from the intensity of her first orgasm of the night. My ego swelled with pride when she opened her eyes tiredly, full of unmistakable desire. For me.

I tasted her tanginess in my fingers. She looked away with that. Still so innocent and shy after all these time. I chuckled lightly, feeling festive for the long night ahead.

"I'm going inside you now. Tell me you're mine." I need to hear her say it again and again. "Tell me you need me bad, like how I need you. Tell me." Please baby please.

"I need you, Nikolov. I'm yours, my king." Damn right you are.

"Here I come, flower. Welcome me."

Pushing my rock hard cock in her center, inch by fucking inch And. It. Felt. So. Fucking. Good.

"Nikolov you're so...uhhh you're so big. Just a uhhh.... a moment please."

I halted for a second to let her adjust. She's still a tight fit around me, slicked and snugly good. Sweat in her temple made her hair stick to the sides. Her breathing erratic, her pupils dilated.

"Breathe baby. Breathe. We'll go your pace. A'right?" I caught her lips in a deep, short kiss to make her feel better.
I like kissing her, every part of her body every chance I could.

"Move now my king." That's my cue.

Thrusting slowly, I put everything inside her pussy until no inch was left behind. My pubes to hers, pelvis to pelvis. Drawing back with only the head resting inside, I go forward with greater force this time, earning a delicious moan from my big baby.

Good God she's the one for me. My big baby. I like it.

Pulling her knees apart with both of my hands, I put her legs in my arms. "Hold onto the headrest. Don't wanna hurt you like the first time." She did. I started pounding my hips into her, driving my frenzied cock to her pussy.

Squelching sounds of flesh slapping together filled my ears along with our moans. My senses were on overdrive. If I didn't know better I would've thought I took ecstasy pills. But no. Drugs were a non-negotiable for me.

"Uhhh ohh god it feels so good, so gooood Nikilov."

"Yes baby that's right. Ughhh uhh you're so wet for me ughh you're so tight."

Thrusting my hips with no abandon I gave every strength to fulfill my woman's dream.

Pounding and grunting and thrusting until I felt her feminine chamber quake and shiver, I knew she's about to come again.

"Come baby. Come for me. I want it all."

"Nikolov my king.... yes here I cooome oh god Nikoloooov."

With a scream Camilla came for the second time that night, her whole body shaking in utmost pleasure. Her eyes closed tightly, her mouth open wide, her hands flailing on the sides and her legs caging me wild.

I don't want to erupt just yet. Without taking my cock out I turned her in her stomach and entered her from behind.

Goddamn heaven on earth!

Taking her fat ass in my hands I stroked it softly before spanking it to a pink hue. I love her ass. Stretch marks littered her backside, making her all woman.

Gripping her wide hips I let it all out and let my desire control my cock. Thrusting in and out, side to side, slow to fast.

"Oh right there Nikolov, yes there," she said when I hit a spot in her pussy. That must be her G-spot.

"Here?" I hit it again and again, maybe bruising her insides if I can see it now. "You want me here baby?" I do it again. Her lengthy moans are a dead giveaway. I hit the jackpot.

"Yes oh god yes Nikolov please ughh..."

I can feel it coming. I need to come with her.

"Come with me baby. NOW!"

With one final hip thrust, Camilla and I both came so hard I thought I saw stars behind my closed lids.

My cock twitched, choked by my woman's pussy. Fuuuuuck damn.

After a while I felt her body limped under me, my sweaty body slumped in her back. I turned her head to face me and claimed her lips devouring her, showing her my appreciation.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked, after I let her face me to a more comfortable position. The duvet now covering our tired but satisfied bodies.

Thinking about it I didn't bed any other female since... since I had her. Yeah. I thought she bewitched me. Maybe she did, with her innocence and resistance. And her sinful body no doubt.

"Camilla, forgive me." There, I said it. This has been bothering me.

"For what my king?"

"For taking your innocence against your will. It must be awful for you. Forgive me." Please.

"I....I should forgive you. But you have to earn it."

I know.

"I will prove myself to be worthy of your forgiveness, to be worthy of you. This I swear as the king of Romanovia, and as the father of our children."

"Okay. Though, you can show me now." I'm bewildered.

In an instant I feel her reach for my cock, already rising from its rest.

"Take responsibility. You have awaken the beast, my queen."

"As you wish, my king."

Hot damn I got my Queen.

Fuck the consequences.

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