A Cursed Ruler (Closed for The Spectre)

[Blaanid]

Their wedding day had been the things of dreams, and their wedding night had been even better. But neither had Blaanid or her husband thought that things would soon progress as they had. For the next morning, Blaanid had to watch as her husband and his large armies rode off to war, a war that would last for months and would kill off many of his forces and bring her husband home a changed man.



All had made it clear that while he was gone that hers and his wedding night would have made an heir, but it would seem that after the third month, she had not yet conceived, though Blaanid knew deep down that it was not often that a woman got pregnant on her wedding night. But she had hoped that she would be able to greet her husband during his home coming with at least a rounded belly full of their first heir.



But what came back from war could have endangered a pregnancy, for when Trevor did return, he was changed in ways that would take Blaanid lots of time to fully understand. But the first thing that she would notice that he would not allow her to get out of bed until he had filled her belly with so much cum that she would look as though she were already well into pregnancy and even then would not allow her to leave their chamber. And though she was still so very young and not understanding all that happened during sex, she did notice that he didn’t seem to soften at all, instead he seemed to always be erect and knew that that was not normal at all, and couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened to him on the battle field, though later she would find out that he was in some way cursed and for now she would be the only way that he would be able to ease his urges. Not at all aware yet that these urges would be impregnating her again and again!



Trevor – King

Blaanid – Trevor’s new bride and Queen

 

[The_Spectre]

With every battle fought, it seemed as though Trevor would more and more men. Each day seemed longer and more bloody, even their victories would end in massive casualties. Trevor fought on though, the thought of Blaanid forever in his mind wanting nothing more than to be with her and hopes that would be swollen with their child upon seeing her once more. Trevor would soon get his wish.

In the closing days of the war, Trevor were attacked by the enemy in the woods. I was all such a blur for him. All Trevor could remember was his men fighting to no end losing their lives but also taking the one's of the enemy. The next thing he knew, he could hear chanting on what seemed like an old woman in a language he did not understand. She looked over him, her face covered as she slipped something upon his lips, speaking her peculiar foreign language as he passed out once more. When Trevor awoke, he was back at the camp. He was informed that the enemy had offered to surrender. It was over, he could see his beloved wife again. But something had felt different in Trevor, something he was unsure of.

When Trevor returned home, he did not speak a word to Blaanid. For some reason, he was at a loss for words. He had always found her so beautiful, but now as he gazed upon her; his heart began to beat faster, his body became warm as he began to get aroused. He wrapped his arms around her and took them to their bed. For a week Trevor took Blaanid in the throw of passions, their chamber filled with the scent of sex and moans and Trevor filled Blaanid with his seed. Trevor first thought that being away from Blaanid for so long had spurred this reaction, but soon he found himself taking her in her sleep as well keeping from leaving their bed, touching and fondling her until she would submit.

Trevor awake next to Blaanid, the two of them seemed to had slept the day away it was already night. Even now he could still feel his cock still erect slowly clouding his mind as he looked over his wife's naked form. Blaanid was a loving wife, the fact that she didn't seem to object to Trevor taking her over and over without objection said that to him. For a moment he wondered if all this could possibly be affecting as well. Sadly, those thoughts began to leave as his urges began to rise as pressed his lips upon Blaanid's beginning to play with her breast. It seemed her king desired to breed again.

 

[Blaanid]

What he was doing to her felt as though he was slowly driving her insane with pleasure and desire. He had never been like this with her before. And before he had left, it was a quick and fast bedding, though there was some sweet loving in that loving. But now, it was almost animal like, for both her and him. There were urges that she didn’t really even understand.

And she was torn, she wanted to sleep, to get some rest, but at the same time she wanted more of him, she wanted him so deep inside of her that she didn’t know what was real anymore. And she could tell that he was about to breed her again, the feel of his touch upon her breast, bringing an immediate reaction out of her, causing her to whimper and moan with need.

And this time, she actually got up so that she was upon her hands and knees, her ass high up in the air as though she were a dog in heat and offering herself to her alpha mate to mount and penetrate. And couldn’t help but moan to him then, “Oh god…what…what is happening to us?”

Trevor – King
Blaanid – Trevor’s new bride and Queen

 

[The_Spectre]

The moment Trevor saw his wife present herself to him, he almost immediately began to mount her. His hard and powerful cock sliding inside her slick folds. His was mind was swimming as she spoke, one hand grabbing her breast as the other rested upon her firm ass. "Every time I see you, drives me in such a frenzy" he confessed. "You scent is so intoxicating" It was then her put his lips upon her's, his tongue slipping between her lips "You even seem to taste of sweet honey."

With his lust filled embrace, Trevor continued to take Blaanid. His cock seeming to completely enter inside her despite it's new size and girth, giving her every inch until they hit the hilt.

"I love you Blaanid" Trevor confessed revealing than even in this primal state, there was still love in their breeding. "I want nothing more that ofr you to bear my children."