A Marriage Between Realms

[Blaanid]

A Marriage Between Realms (Open to one Male)

Blaanid, like any other bride on her wedding day was nervous and worried that her marriage would not accomplish what was needed for their peoples. But by the time the priest was done joining their houses, making her family's lands his and his home hers, she felt greatly at ease.

After all, it was no longer safe for her in her home lands, her father and brothers were all dead, and their combined surrounding enemies were really proving to be a danger to her people, where the King’s men and armies were so much more powerful and better at handling such powerful forces.

But her nerves were active all over again once they were alone in the bedchamber, she now laying upon his bed, naked and very exposed to her husband, letting him get a first look at her form. Her breasts, though large, were still well formed, her hips wide as if to tell him that if they could, she would be able to carry many children to term and the red hair that flowed down her back matched the trimmed hair at her core, nearly the color of the flame in the hearth.




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[Blaanid]

*bump

 

[susurrus]

He knew this was a marriage of state. That had been made clear from the outset. As her male family died off or was killed, most of those loyal to each moved on. The protectors of her land were now few, and the wolves panted at the borders.

It had taken nearly a century to conquer the lands he now commanded. Generations had been born and died knowing no other monarch. He knew the whispers, those that said he was not merely a man, but some manner of demon. He chuckled at those contentions, but that he was no mere man was indeed true, though there were only a few who knew what he truly was, and those were sworn to secrecy or death. The hand of death seemed unable to touch him. His beard and hair remained dark and lush, his frame firm and powerful, his lusts great. Many were the women who'd shared his bed - at times, several at once - but for all the women he'd fucked, none had borne him children. Once again, he knew the rumors: the king's seed was inert. This, once again, was untrue, but people need to make up stores for the things they know nothing about.

She'd come to him, offering herself up as his, if only he would defend those lands that she'd inherited. She was an attractive thing, this Blaanid. The tight corsetry merely accentuated her womanly charms, and her hair was like flame, and it fell down her back in thick waves. She was the woman Aarchon needed. He'd been told decades earlier that the woman who would bear him the heir he sought would give herself to him and would possess hair the color of a wildfire.

He'd sat back as she disrobed, watching her pull on ties and stays, the layers she wore falling to the floor. The more she revealed, the more his lust grew. His cock stood proud behind his trousers and he did not hide that arousal from her.

When she finally had no more clothing to remove, she stood a few seconds before him, then laid down on the bed.

Aarchon watched her supine form a moment, the swell of her breasts rising and falling with her breath, then rose and stepped to the bed. She was truly a beautiful thing. He reached out a hand and placed it on her slim stomach, watching with a small smile when she flinched at his touch. In all his sexual encounters, he had never known a woman with hair her color, that matched the hair between her legs. His hand slowly slid down the smooth skin and rested over that blazing bush. He let a finger slip into that dense red forest, into the cleft it hid and grinned at her reaction.

While he would have loved to make her writhe and scream, there would be time for that, and he would certainly do so. At the moment, though...

"Undress me, wife."

 

[Blaanid]

The feel of his long thick finger penetrating her that first time nearly had her coming off the bed with the shock of pleasure that she had never felt before. Blaanid had been raised without being told much about what happened between men and women, she had been very sheltered, not even being allowed to watch as her father’s men bred the cattle, horses and other livestock. And now without a mother to guide her the night before her wedding, she had very little idea of what was to happen or what she should do.

So she had put it to her mind that her husband would be the one to guide her, that she should do as he told her. And so, as he commanded her to disrobe him, she said nothing as she sat up, went to him and began her first duty as his wife, letting her hands go to all of his buttons, ties and fastenings to also take the many layers of his regal marriage clothing. And as she did this, she could not hide how nervous she was in doing this, her hands shaking gave that a way. And though many did fear the King, for some reason, something deep inside of her told her that she should have no fear in him, that he would be the answers to all of her prayers, that in the coming weeks that she would be able to give him something that no other woman would ever be able to give him, sons and daughters!

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Aarchon watched the exquisite body rise from the bed, that flame red hair trailing behind her until her feet touched the floor. Her fine bosom moved with her movements, arousing his delight even more. She was the finest work of art he had ever seen, and she was his.

The way her fingers fumbled as she unfastened his clothing told him of her inexperience, or at least her nervousness. He had noted the size of her hands when she'd placed hers in his during the ceremony. They were going to look quite small, grasping his cock. In fact, he wondered if she'd be able to close her fingers entirely around its girth. It was going to be fun to find out.

During all this, he realized she had only looked at him twice the entire day: once during the wedding ceremony proper, and once after, before she was whisked away to prepare for the consummation.

She had finally managed to bare him from the waist up, and while he ached for her to reveal the rest of him to her, he took her hands in his and placed them on his powerful chest, then lifted her chin so she looked up into his face.

"Look on me, wife, my Blaanid. Let me see you here, rather than far away, for I daresay, the last few moments, you appear to have been anywhere but in this room. Speak to me. Let me hear the voice of the woman I have promised myself to. Let me see those beautiful lips speak. We have all the time in the world to complete this night, even if it lasts the month."

His cock throbbed at the astounding beauty that stood before him, at the feel of her hands on his body. He longed for more, but just as he had command of thousands of men, he had command of his own desires, and while he was powerful and ruthless when necessary, he was not the despot the tales spoke of.

 

[Blaanid]

Perhaps it was the way he spoke to her, talking to her as though she were no servant, but an equal to him. His voice speaking of caring and tenderness, and it did help her relax a great deal. So, as he bade her, she did speak to him, letting out her thoughts through her naturally pinkened lips, “Please, husband, guide me. I know very little of what to do, I have been told nothing of what happens between a husband and wife in the bed.” She looked down as though embarrassed but looked up at him again adding, “I am afraid, will it…hurt? I do not want to displease you.”

Yet at the same time, she could feel something happening to her, something that had never occurred before. She was sure that it was the sound of his voice, or the way his hands were touching hers, but it became worse as she began to touch and explore his chest, there was a great wetness between her thighs now, her woman’s parts were wet, warm and aching strangely. And when she heard him speaking to her, her nipples had become hard as pebbles and ached there as well.

And within her body, she not yet aware of what was going on, after all being a human woman would never allow her to know, her ovaries were now releasing several eggs, ready now for Aarchon’s seed to dominate and make them his equally.


Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Aarchon smiled down at his bride and caressed her cheek.

"I'll teach you naturally, as things come up. It will be much more pleasant that way. The bedroom is a vast playground, limited only by the imaginations of the people involved.

"Pain can be a part of it, but the hope is that the pleasurable kind of pain is most prevalent. If it hurts, either something is wrong, or your body isn't used to it yet. Tell me if it hurts. If I don't know something is wrong, I can't make it right. I want to use you as often as possible. Therefore, I want you to enjoy what we do. I want you to want to be used, and to use me.

"If you want to try something, try it. If what you want to try has to do with my body: try it. You'll find there is little I am uncomfortable with in the bedroom. There are things I will do here, with you, that I would never let any other get away with anywhere else."

He took her small, smooth hands and brought them to his lips and kissed each palm. He then guided her hands to his trousers and the stiffness that quivered behind them...

 

[Blaanid]

What he said did bring great ease to both her body and mind, but there was still some fear there that she would need to get over on her own, though experience would help greatly with that. So she did as she was told, though when she could feel him hard and large in his trousers, she could not help but breath a little faster, felt her heart beat a little faster. But what shocked her beyond that, was the powerful feeling of excitement and desire, she feeling her pussy even now getting warmer, wetter. Later she would understand that her body was preparing her for his penetration.

But instead of just allowing her hands to remain there, she instead began to undo his pants, wanting more than anything to release that organ so that she could both feel it and understand what it was that he was going to be putting inside of her this night, what it was that would make their marriage physical and that would give them both the children that they both needed and desired.


Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Aarchon smiled at the blush that came to Blaanid's face at her first feel of an erect cock in her hands. Soon after, though, her breathing came hard, apparently imagining what was waiting for her behind that fabric.

Her eyes finally left the outline she caressed and looked up at him in wonder before eagerly working at his trousers. He loved that the shy young thing had suddenly transformed into a woman who wanted what he had to offer.

Soon, he was naked. His cock stood proud and dripped its appreciation of her beauty.

"It's all yours," he told her. "There's no rush. Take as much time as you like to get to know me."

 

[Blaanid]

For a time, Blaanid couldn’t take her eyes off of his huge cock, it both mesmerized her and scared her. She knew that he would be putting that inside of her very soon, and though it felt soft and hard at the same time, she knew that it would more than likely be painful at first.

Her body actually began to ache, as though it needed something, and the more she touched him, the more she wrapped her fingers around his cock and explored him, the more she felt that ache growing. There was a terrible ache between her thighs, a powerful heaviness in her breasts, her nipples now hard as pebbles. She then looking up at him then, almost as if to wordlessly beg for him to help her!

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Aarchon looked down, amused and aroused at Blaanid's intensity while regarding his cock. He knew he was larger than the average man, but then, he was no average man.

He held back no sounds of pleasure. What her fingers and gaze were doing to him was incredible. When she looked up at him pleadingly, he smiled down at her, caressing her cheek.

"Kiss it. Fondle it. Love it. I promise, you can't hurt it. Use your imagination, my beautiful wife. If you make it feel good enough, you will receive a prize, one that will prove how good you can make me feel."

Aarchon bent over and picked up the gorgeous redhead. "Here, let me show you what a mouth can do."

He then gently laid his woman on the edge of the bed, lifted her legs and buried his face in her glistening cunt...

 

[Blaanid]

Before Blaanid was aware of what was to happen, what her husband was up to, she was soon writhing and howling as she lay upon her back, her thighs spread and open around her husband’s head as his mouth did unspeakable things to her woman’s place. And her own body rewarded him, by letting him taste the sweet honey that was now leaking to ensure that the first time he entered her would be easier on him and though painful for her in the beginning, would later be extremely pleasurable for them both.

But even as she was in the throws of pleasure, Blaanid could not get out of her mind the image of his massive cock, as it had seemed to tower over her like a beast of its own. And just thinking about it entering her, spreading her and making her his, Blaanid began to feel a strange new pressure building in her lower belly. And though this sensation scared her, she could not help but feel it seem to move and grow again and again until all she could do was scream at the top of her lungs as the universe around her exploded and she in turn exploded right into his mouth.

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

The moment his mouth touched her pussy, she began to cum. At least, that was how it seemed. Her juices flowed freely from her opening and her body writhed as she made animal sounds. It was a treat for all his senses, and it merely pushed his arousal even higher. Her scent and flavor were the most delectable Aarchon had experienced in decades. He was going to truly enjoy pleasing this woman.

Then, suddenly her body convulsed and the flow from her cunt doubled. THIS was her climax. It was more than he'd expected. He loved it. Aarchon let nothing escape. His face was coated in her pleasure, but what wasn't there, he made certain went into his mouth as his prize for a job well done.

It took some time for Blaanid's orgasm to subside, but subside, it eventually did. Aarchan finally removed his face from his wife's soaking pussy and looked up her body, past the fire red pubic hair, the slim, flat belly, the heaving breasts, and what he could see of her head - which at the moment was really nothing but her chin as she gasped to regain her breath.

Now do you see, wife, what a mouth can do with a little effort and imagination?

 

[Blaanid]

She understood now what he was getting at, what he desired for her to do. But where he seemed to just lick her, her parts were so much smaller than his, she could not at first wrap her mind around doing the same to him. For him, it was like licking the inside of a sliced apple, to taste its meat and juice, but for him, he was no apple, he was something else, perhaps not even fruit, or able to be compared to anything in her mind.

But then she had begun to think about what his cock would soon be doing to her, that it would enter her pussy and she would open up around him like a mouth to take him in. And so, she sat up in bed then, looking at that now fully erect cock, how big and thick he was and deep down began to worry a little in how he would even be able to fit inside of her without causing her great pain. But right now, she knew that she wanted to taste him, to feel him in her mouth.

And so she sat up, upon her knees so that she was facing him and keeping her balance while reaching out. And at first she only stroked him, letting her fingers once again feel him, enjoying his thickness in her hand while her mouth soon lowered so that she could run her tongue around the head of his cock, suddenly tasting something wet and salty there, a taste that somehow made her want more.

And so, before Blaanid was aware of what she was doing, her lips had spread around his cock head to allow him to enter her mouth, while her tongue began to explore each and every inch of him as her hands had done before.

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Aarchon smiled when Blaanid looked up at him, then at his dripping cock. He could tell she was attempting to equate what he’d just done to her with the throbbing, eager monster before her.

However, instead of shying away, she steeled herself and began to explore. She seemed amazed by its size and how diminutive she seemed in comparison. That didn’t deter her, though.

The more she explored, the more she appeared to want to explore. She lapped up the clear bead at the tip of his cock, then came back for more.

Before long, she was taking as much as she could into her mouth. It wasn’t a lot – she wouldn’t be swallowing him to the root any time soon – but she was trying… and enjoying it.

When she started to lick and kiss all around and down the shaft, he encouraged, “Keep going. It all feels good down there, and my balls like attention, too. You’re doing fine, my dear. You can do that as long as you like.”

 

[Blaanid]

Do it as long as she liked? If Blaanid really did that, she would be doing this every possible moment. And she could not help but reach below and gently taking his balls into her hand to gently cup him, feeling him with her fingers while still moving her head up and down as her mouth continued to taste and explore his cock with her mouth.

But while she was doing this to him, her body was also responding, though she didn’t fully understand everything just yet. All she knew right now, was she was getting very well down there between her thighs, and she was starting to ache there as well, not yet aware that what she was feeling, was her body’s way of telling her that she needed her husband to fill her and stretch her with that massive cock of his.

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Aarchon thought about how to proceed. He could leave Blaanid to continue to use her mouth on him until she drew the prize from his cock, but his climaxes were far more copious than any normal man. He wasn't sure she was ready for such a thing. In his mind's eye, he saw the red-haired beauty dripping with his seed, and the idea pleased him. However, for a first time, a face full and then some may be too much for the inexperienced young woman.

Gently, Aarchon reached out and stopped Blaanid's oral delights on him. There was a brief moment of confusion on her face, but as he positioned himself between her legs, she understood and spread herself wider.

Her cunt was soaked. She might be inexperienced, but her body knew what to do.

Aarchon rubbed the head of his cock up and down through her wetness a few times, glorying in the feel of her delectable slit against his erection.

After a few moments of teasing, he lined himself up and watched as her body opened wide to accommodate him...

 

[Blaanid]

Her body opened like a flower to him, she was wet and slick to the point that he would have been able to slide into her like a knife into butter. But she knew that there would be pain in the beginning, but having being told that that pain would pass quickly, Blaanid did her best to relax as she felt the head of his massive cock spreading her.

And though she felt no pain just yet, only pleasure at being stretched, she would soon feel the pain of him breaking through her virgin barrier.

But there was still a little fear deep down, and to deal with that fear, she gripped up upon his upper shoulders as he began to move between her legs, knowing that to do what he must, he would need to go deeper, that he would need to hurt her, but then they would both feel the pleasure that they both desired in this marriage bed.

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Gods, Blaanid’s pussy was tight. The notion that there was a true virgin in this world was astounding. Still, as snug as her cunt was, her arousal made this initial penetration fairly easy. Looking down his body, Aarchon watched the head of his cock disappear inside his wife’s yielding hole, slowly and steadily, until it met resistance.

He stopped right there. Reaching down, one hand sought Blaanid’s erect clit while the other went to her breast. While her hole gripped him, he began to rub her button, while kneading and pinching her glorious tits...

 

[Blaanid]

She could feel that massive cock head now against her barrier, and though she knew that she would soon feel pain, he was quickly distracting her with his touch, doing something to her clit that she didn’t fully understand until powerful shocks of pleasure began to affect her. What he was doing to her just kept ratcheting, up her arousal to the point that her entire body was shaking with it and she couldn’t form any words anymore. All that came out of her mouth were moans now, moans of pleasure, moans of need, and hissing and cries that signaled that whatever it was that he was doing to her, he was doing it perfectly!

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

His manual manipulations brought on the response he sought. Soon, Blaanid was moaning, her body writhing, her pussy clenching and releasing. He calculated her rise carefully, and when he deemed she was sufficiently aroused and distracted, he pushed abruptly forward against her inner resistance until it yielded...

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid couldn’t help it, there was both shock and pain and she let out a scream of pain in that moment, only to feel a rush of pleasure right away. Her body soon signaling his that she was okay now, that whatever pain she had felt was no long gone.

Now all they had to worry about was each other, Blaanid fully submitting to her husband now, her pussy clenching down hard around his cock as though her body was telling his that she was now completely his. And as she wrapped her arms around his neck as he moved inside of her, Blaanid couldn’t help but let out little moans of pleasure and desire as her own hips now began to move along with him, in an ancient dance that would soon bring him his much needed heir and many spares to come.

Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

As planned, the manipulations of Blaanid’s clit and tits had made the pain of breaching her maidenhead brief. The cry that escaped transformed quickly into one of desire as his cock traveled deeper until it once more bottomed out.

He wasted little time fucking this fire-headed beauty. Each thrust into her gained another fraction of him inside the warm, clutching glory that was her royal cunt.
Blaanid’s moans and cries of delight simply pushed Aarchon’s arousal higher. He planned to fuck this woman until one, the other or both of them could fuck no more.

“That’s it,” he coaxed at the sounds she made. “Hold nothing back. Let the gods and every creature living beneath their feet know your pleasure.” He knew there were pages and maids and any number of other servants listening to their king and queen’s coupling. Chances were good those people were giving themselves pleasure in some form, either singly or together. Let them. It didn’t matter. He had the most amazing woman he’d had in decades beneath him, and he would partake of her every chance he got, and hoped that, with the way he was nurturing her into the ways of pleasure, that she would want him in the same manner.

 

[Blaanid]

Oh, she let it happen, but she had never though that there would be so much pleasure in such a coupling. She was soon though, feeling a strange kind of pressure building in her lower belly and making her heart beat faster than ever before, and though there was great pleasure with this, this new pleasure was scaring her.

She knew that this new feeling was due to what Aarchon was doing to her, the feel of him deep inside of her body, the feel of his hands upon her body and the feel of him so close to her. And soon, she exploded in his arms, her pussy both warming and now spasming all around his cock as she howled so loudly that to an outsider, it would sound as though she were dying, but her howls and screams were due to pure pleasure, making it feel as though she were no longer just herself, but that she was now fully part of him as well.


Aarchon – King
Blaanid – Queen and now the wife of Aarchon

 

[susurrus]

Shortly after he gave her permission, Blaanid sang out with painful pleasure. While she climaxed, Aarchon reached around her body and lifted her off the bed, her body still connected to his.

“Sing, my beauty,” he cooed in her ear. “Let me hear how much you like this.”

Gripping her tight enough that she wasn’t going to fall, he continued pumping his cock into her tight pussy...