Her Royal Highness and Warrior (PM if interested)

Morgosis gave him a large smile and rolled over onto her back, giving Tarlon a perfect view of her complete naked body, she whispering to him saying, “Come to bed with me? Let me feel you close while I rest? That would be reward enough!”

She wanted to enjoy him in bed before her perfect figure became warped by her pregnancy, she wanted to memorize every inch of Tarlon’s body by the time their first child was born. She whispered to him again saying, “I want to feel you with my lips, touch you with my finger tips and feel you inside of me!”

Morgosis knew that Tarlon had five other children with his previous wife and felt so less worried knowing that Tarlon knew more what to expect than she, though she knew the pox had pretty much wiped out his entire family and wanted so much to give him back what he had lost, she thinking just how much he must long for another child!
 
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He look on his wife, who's body had not changed much yet. She must have been early in her pregnancy. He reached out, touching her abdomen with the knowledge that a new life was growing within. He traces his hand back toward her face, but stopped when he reached her firm breast.

"I will need to talk with the royal midwife. She has certain oils to be used to help you hold your figure after childbirth. I am more than willing to help apply it to you each day, as required." He smiled knowing that the oil was to be used on her breasts, abdomen and other places if needed.

"I am more than happy to have you feel me with your lips and your fingertips. If you'd like to start now, I will not complain. Actually, if you do, I will happily show you something new after you're finished." His smile was slightly naughty.

Tarlon lay down beside Morgosis, resting his body beside hers. He was growing more in love with this fine, beautiful woman that was his wife.
 
She liked the idea of the oils to help keep her figure and smiled back at him wanting to know this new thing that he talked about. And Morgosis also wondered if he would let her at least practice with his men once she had her first child, though she would obey him if he demanded that she not, she just liked to be able to keep her skills sharp even though she would never be out there on the battle field. It felt good to keep her body active, for getting up early in the morning to train and practice in such a way did keep her energy up.

She then kissed his mouth with hers and began to kiss down his chin to his neck and down his chest, memorizing the way his skin felt against her lips she still being able to see well beyond the scares and discolorations of his skin.

She found herself next straddling him, her own body sitting so that she could feel his wonderful cock between her legs and laid down upon him, kissing his chest, letting his scent flow into her, breathing him in as though he was what she needed to stay alive!

And for the first time Morgosis whispered to him those memorable words, “I love you my King, my husband.” She letting him know for sure her intentions for the first time, letting him know not just by her actions, but now her words.
 
Tarlon closed his eyes as Morgosis started kissing his his face and neck. As she reached his torso, he watched intently as she kissed his body. She straddled him, her mound poised above his hardening shaft. She laid her self down on him. Her warmth filled his body. He felt her nipples hardening against his flesh as she murmured that she loved him.

He reached out with one hand, resting in on her head, before sliding his fingers through her rich, flame red hair. "Morgosis, I love you too, my wife, and soon to be Queen." The words echoed in his heart and he knew them to be true.

"Please, my love, continue to kiss me. The feel of your soft lips upon me brings me warmth like little else."
 
And so she began to kiss him again, kissing his mouth over and over again, nibbling on his ear lobes and then back to his mouth. She feeling herself getting more and more wet all the while at the feel of his manhood between her legs reminding her of just what kind of lover her husband was, a lover that would make any woman never want the night to end!

She let her lips trail all the way to his right shoulder and then back to his ear again, kissing his cheek there and whispering to him saying, “Will you make love to me Tarlon, make love to me in this bed for the first time?” She giggled and then added, “Perhaps we can give the servants something to talk about?”

Oh how badly she wanted to feel him there between her thighs, to feel that wonderful cock of his fill her once again, it had been days since she had felt him inside of her, for the entire time on the road they were not able to take pleasure in one another without the rest of his men knowing just what they were doing, and now they were surrounded by perfect privacy, only the servants and his personal guard would be able to hear them and Morgosis’ body was telling her that she wanted him badly!
 
Wherever Morgosis' lips went, she left a trail of heat that added to the overall excitement he was feeling for her. He also felt warmth coming from her mound as it brushed him. Tarlon decided he would surprise Morgosis a little, but in a way that she would hopefully enjoy.

He reached down to take hold of her hips. The feel of the skin and the muscles underneath moving as she kissed him was great. He slowly moved her backward, guiding her onto him. He slid within her easily. She tightened around him, not from any fear or unknown, but because her body craved his touch deep within her.

He watched her look of surprise, her smile and finally deep pleasure sweep across her face. "I would gladly make love to you in our bed for the first time, my love. I look forward to us sharing our love here for a long time."
 
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Morgosis hadn’t expected Tarlon to just take her like that, she had expected him to at least give her some warning and enter her in the more normal way that she was used to. Now she knew that Tarlon could very well take her in any way he wanted, even if she was asleep she could only imagine the ways that he would wake her!

She groaned in delight feeling his thick cock just slip right into her, she smiling at him with a mixture of surprise and delight cross her face with the sensation of his thickness entering her from behind. And she rewarded him by kissing his mouth again with more passion that she had ever demonstrated before and found that she could push back on his cock, enjoying the way he seemed to just go deeper into her with every movement she made!

She smiled to herself, she knowing that by the time the coronation took place, that they both would more than likely tire one another out just by making love all day and night. She could just imagine the talk of the court upon hearing that their Queen would already be breeding a possible heir by the time she was crowned, that Tarlon’s seed indeed was still very strong!
 
Morgosis' kiss was one that set his heart aflame. The passion that she showed him in that kiss was like nothing he had from her before. Her returned the passion to her, their tongues taking turns at exploring each other's mouths.

He felt her shift her weight, discovering how she could control the depth of his penetration, as well as the speed that he moved within her. Tarlon watched the effects show on her face, a genuine smile on his face. He was a fortunate man, one who had a beautiful wife, not just in her appearance, but in her heart and soul too.

"This, my love, is a small part of what more I have to show you of what we can share. Including that I can continue with our love making for as long as you can." He ran his hands up her flanks, until they reached her firm breasts. He held them gently, letting her movements rub her nipples against his palms. He matched his hip movements to those of Morgosis, to add to her pleasure.
 
She began to moan loudly now, Morgosis had never felt anything like this before, never felt pleasure all over her body, inside and out! She could feel the head of his cock touching new places that just seemed to send her to the edge of insanity, and then there was the way that he was holding her firm breasts, her movements making it so that she could feel every movement, every rubbing of her needy and hard nipples! She was on fire and the only way to put her out was for her to feel his thick cum again and again!

Morgosis cried out, her back arching as she felt a wonderful ripple of pleasure go through her, she screamed as she threw her head back. It was perfectly clear now that her marriage really was a match made in heaven, for what this man could do to her really took her to the edges of insanity with just the pleasure, not even including his love yet!

The idea that he could keep going on like this as long as she could told her that deep down they could very well be doing this all night, but she was reminded of her condition, and could already feel her body begin to wear out and loose its energy, energy she somehow knew was going to their child instead of her and smiled to her husband, kissed his mouth lovingly as she had several powerful orgasm pleasure her back to back, making her collapse on him just from the effort!
 
Morgosis was clearly lost in the pleasure that they were both making. He felt her body closing on the peak of pleasure, and his own body was not far from it. He felt her in places he never had before, seemingly managing to get even deeper into her than he had before.

Her cries of release were joined by his. His body had discovered the response of Morgosis reaching her heights would more often than not bring about his own. He felt his own body shudder as deep within her his cum was unleashed.

They kissed with her covering him with her warm body aglow in the aftereffects of their lovemaking. He slowly and gently rolled Morgosis off him, and onto her back. He rolled onto his side, letting his hand trace lines across the abdomen that would be swelling with the growth of their child.

"Now, my love, here is something that can be done, even when you are heavy with child."

His hand made its way down to her swollen mound. He rubbed the skin outside and surrounding with a light pressure. His fingers caressed the loft, warm lips that were covered in the fluids of their loving. He watched his wife's face as his hands explored her for the first time. He carefully sought out her clit. With a gentle touch, he placed his finger on it. He rubbed it and the skin around it. Softly, then with a little pressure, then softly once more, repeating the cycle several times.

He then moved the finger down to the entrance of her body, resting it on the outer edge of the opening.
 
He made her feel something that she didn’t even know was possible, she wanted to cry out in pleasure, wanted to cry out his name as he rubbed her down there. His fingers were working magic on her and she turned her head to him, kissing him and loving him for what he was doing to her body!

She whispered to him, words that she meant to actually say, but instead all that she could whisper were her moans of pleasure. Her entire body moving around as if in reaction to the powerful pleasure that he enacted on her over and over again.

She could hear the squishiness of her wetness as he explored her cunt, she could feel ho wet his cum had made her, so slippery she was and how easily he would just be able to slide right back into her as she rested there.
 
Tarlon slowly inserted his finger into the passage that had only known his cock. He explored slowly, rubbing the walls all around, feeling her strong muscles trying to clamp down on his roaming digit.

He found the rough spot and passed his finger over it twice, before starting to move his finger in and out of her. He added the occasional touch of her clit to the mix.

Between kisses where she tried to consume him, she panted, screamed, moaned and sighed through waves of pleasure. He brought her to her peak again, and held her there for what she would have thought was an eternity. He removed his hand from her, and let her return to earth. Morgosis was blushing from her head to her hips, and she was coated with a thin sheen of sweat.

He leaned over, and kissed her deeply. He loved the taste of her sweat covered lips as well as her normal taste. Their tongues danced with each other through sighs of pleasure from them both.

"There. I think I have fulfilled my duties as a liege to a most loyal of subjects for her bravery in protect our Royal person." He smiled at her, and gentle kissed her again.
 
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He made her smile and kissed him back, she whispering to him, “Perhaps I should get to save your life more often husband, especially when your rewards are so pleasurable, so amazing and I just can’t think of any really good words to describe them better!”

She rested that night like no other, his bed was the most comfortable that she had ever slept on, and their chamber which was on the op level of the keep was the most quiet so far away from any activity that might keep her awake that she slept almost 2 hours over her normal sleep pattern.

The servants brought salted meats and fresh eggs into their chamber for them to break their fast, but all Morgosis could do was lay in bed and stay away from the food as far as possible, for even just the smell of it made her stomach turn. Foods that normally made her mouth water made her feel horrible and them the strangest snacks made her go crazy like wanting so badly to munch on raw greens and even salted bread seemed to calm her stomach when it would feel like it was too much.

She had made her way to her husband’s throne room, she dressed in one of the gowns her father had gotten for her, a deep blue gown that was low enough to show off her collar bone and at the same time show off her nice firm breasts just enough to give someone the taste of just how well shaped she was. She was still feeling tired and unwell, but she wanted to be near Tarlon, to get the feel of what her life would soon be like, to be at her husband’s side!
 
Tarlon laughed. "I'm sure that I can find ways for you to save my life regularly, my love. Rest well, we will have a busy day a head of us."

He fell asleep with his wife enveloped in his arms. He also drifted off to the joyous smell of their lovemaking. It had been too long since he shared his bed with another woman, and he was happy it was with her.

He woke an hour before the dawn, as he normally did. He was refreshed, strong and ready to take on the day. He looked at the silent form on his bed, the reason he was feeling so good. With a smile, he wandered off to dress and eat. He was hungry and for a very good reason too.

His court noticed his inner glow, all having heard of his wife, their soon to be Queen, though they had not seen her as yet. They all bowed to him as he ascended the throne. Unlike throne rooms of his brother kings, there was nothing that proclaimed this to be a throne room, except for the slightly ornate chair on a raised dais at the far end. But the one who sat upon that chair could not be mistaken for anyone but a King.

The room was such that nothing distracted the petitioner from the King. He sat with such an air of presence and command that he single handedly made up for all the lacking symbols other Kings relied upon in their throne rooms.

Business was conducted quickly and efficiently as Tarlon caught up on three months of duties that only he could perform. But all business came to a halt when the doors opened to permit Morgosis to enter the room.

All eyes turned to view Tarlon's wife, as the King himself walked down to greet her. All eyes were amazed that their King had managed to wed such a beautiful woman.

"My most loyal subjects of Ramun. I hereby present Princess Morgosis of Carlon. My wife and future Queen of Ramun."

Every one in the room bowed or curtsied to the royal couple. Then all the men let forth with a resounding cheer to welcome Morgosis to her new home.
 
Morgosis gave everyone in the room a very warm smile and kissed her husband lovingly on the mouth, not ashamed at all to express her feelings openly, that indeed his Queen-to-be was a very willing wife, especially now that the unconfirmed rumors were going around that Morgosis was indeed pregnant with their first child.

She sat with him for hours, listening and being there to observe how her husband ran his country, she finding that everything he decided was exactly what she would have done, she liking very much that their minds worked so alike. That the idea that their hearts and minds really were one indeed now!

Morgosis decided to take a while along the grounds, the air in the throne room was becoming too stuffy for her and she needed to get outside for a little while, and to be honest she wanted to take a look at the armory, to look at armor when deep down she had an idea that she would never be able to wear again, yet that didn’t stop her from wanting to feel it with her hands, to pick up a sword and hold it rightfully. To feel the weight of it in her hands and arms.
 
Tarlon was pleased that Morgosis seemed to approve of the decisions that he was making. It was not a major issue for him. This was his Kingdom, and his word was final. But the fact that his wife agreed would make their lives easier.

She spent a few hours seated on a small chair that had been brought in for her to use, before excusing herself. Once she left, Tarlon finished off a few more pressing pieces of business, and retired from the Throne room to his public meeting chamber.

There he met with the Royal Midwife, requesting that she make up the oils Morgosis would need. The middle aged woman beamed at the news. Short of the official announcement, everyone in the keep would know that his wife was with child. The next person Tarlon spoke to was Arnan, where Tarlon received updates concerning the man who tried to kill him.

"No, Your Majesty, not you, but your wife." Tarlon went white at the news, and was filled in further. His anger grew, but he held it in check. "Continue to find out more from the prisoner, and in the name of the Gods, make sure that it is true."

He spent an hour bringing his feelings under control, and went off in search of his wife.
 
Evening was coming on now and she knew that the next day they would start getting her ready for her corination and already she was feeling worn out. So Morgosis began to make her way out of the armory and into the main keep its self, she watching as others came and went, they seeming to not be able to take their eyes off of their soon to be Queen.

Finally after making it to her chambers, she didn’t even wait for her maids to help her out of her gown, she just let it fall to the floor at the foot of the bed and crawled right under the covers, covers that made her feel so comfortable and right at home.

She smiled as she realized that the only thing that was missing was her King in her bed. And smiled again to herself as she thought of the wonderful welcome that he would find in bed, that her wonderful Tarlon would find his very naked wife laying there open and ready for him!
 
Tarlon arrived at the armory after Morgosis left. One of the armourer's apprentices told him that Morgosis had already left, mentioning that she was tired. Tarlon thanked him, and made his way back to his chambers. He had a servant run to the kitchen to have a light meal prepared for them both.

By the time he arrived, the servant was waiting with the food.

"One moment," Tarlon spoke, entering the chambers. With a wave oh his hand, the servant brought in the food, then left very quickly as he noticed the Princess lying in the bed. Tarlon noticed that the cooks had noticed what foods Morgosis was eating, and got it for her.

"My darling wife, there is food here for you both. Please, if you can, join me for some dinner. Then I shall gladly retire to the bed you have so nicely warmed for me."
 
The mere mention of food made her mouth water and her belly rumble, and quickly joined him at the small table that had been set up for the royal couple to dine at in private. She helped herself to the breads and cheeses, careful not to put anything in her stomach that would upset it though knew that nothing would help her in the morning, she only hoping that she would start feeling better in the morning soon.

Morgosis began to discuss the coronation arrangements with Tarlon, wondering when they would take place, “When is the coronation to be Tarlon, I want to be as prepared as well as possible and hope that when they are finally held that I won’t be feeling like this.” Though she smiled to herself thinking of how she would look in her Queenly gowns, heavy with child. She giggling, “I hope soon, I don’t want to have to waddle to the throne on my coronation.” She making sure to give Tarlon a most playful smile as she nibbled on the bread that was before her.
 
"Don't concern yourself too much about your food, my love. The cook has been watching what you have eaten, and as you can see, has at least served you foods you stomach can take.

"As for the Coronation tomorrow, you will be crowned mid morning. I will walk with you up to our thrones, where the ceremony will be conducted. Once that has been done, and my vassals acknowledge your new title, I shall formally announce that you are with child. The knowledge has spread far enough, and everyone within the keep has seen the signs."

They ate in comfortable silence. Tarlon stood, taking Morgosis' hand in his. He led her back to their bed. With gentle care, he removed her clothes and openly admired her body.

"Before we do anything else, my love, there is one matter of great importance that must be dealt with." He leaned down, placing a warm, tender kiss on her lips.
 
Morgosis was much relieved to her that she would be crowned tomorrow, that the announcement of the King’s unborn child would be spread amongst the Kingdom and smiled again thinking of how her father’s hard would warm knowing that he would soon have a grandson or even granddaughter.

"Before we do anything else, my love, there is one matter of great importance that must be dealt with."

Those words telling her that her wonderful husband had yet another surprise for her, she smiling wondering what else he had up his sleeves, she in turn kissing him right back, showing him the passion that she felt and whispering to him saying, “Tomorrow I will become the most loved Queen in the world by her husband the King. I don’t think that it will ever be possible for a woman to be so loved. Well, perhaps my mother by my father!” She wondering if there was some kind of a family luck that was on her side, she knowing that on her father’s side that all of the men of his line made a rule to put their love for their family first and only through that kind of love could a King rule his people with care and love!
 
Tarlon took Morgosis' hand, and led her to the bed, and helped her to lie down. He walked over to a small table beside the wall, and took up a small stoppered, pottery jug. As he returned, he removed the stopper. The air was fill with a delightful scent, dominated by the smell of roses.

"I'm sorry, my love, but this will be a little cold." He carefully dribbled the fragrant oil over her breasts and abdomen. He replaced the stopper in the jug and placed it on the floor. He climbed on the bed, and started to massage the oil into Morgosis' body. He hands glided over the entirety of her breasts, working the oil into her skin, ignoring the reaction of her nipples. His hands moved down her torso, working more of the oil into her skin, until her entire front and sides had been massaged and the oil soaked into her skin.

"This will help your skin return to it's proper size after you've given birth, and it will make sure that there are no unseemly lines marring your body. We must do this each day, my love, until our child is born." He leaned down, kissing his beautiful wife. The woman he was falling in love with.
 
Morgosis let out a little giggle of surprise as she felt the oil touch her skin, but as he began to rub it into her breasts and abdomen she felt how wonderful his hands felt on her, the idea that her husband could feel so good like this, that his hands could work such magic made her heart sing. By the time he was finished, her nipples were so hard and erect that they actually hurt. His touch had clearly aroused her and she smiled at him saying, “If this is how it is going to be Tarlon, then perhaps I should get pregnant often throughout our marriage, yet the way it feels when you make love to me shouldn’t make that a problem at all!”

And as she watched him ready himself for bed, she asked him, “I will only ask you this once and then there will be no more asking Tarlon. When I am not carrying any of your children, will you allow me to train with your men so that I can keep my skills with the sword fresh in my mind? I think that it is my only pleasure other than making love to you.”
 
"I shall think of it when I am not so distracted by my lover lying naked before me. Now, there is something else you should know of this oil, my love. It used to make my previous wife's skin taste delicious." Tarlon moved to kiss Morgosis' neck, trailing kisses down to one of her erect nipples. He licked and suckled the erect nipple, grazing it with his teeth as well. He slowly continued to kiss, lick and nip her breast all over, then moved to the other and repeated the same activities there.

As he had thought, the oil mixed well with Morgosis' skin. The result was indeed a heavenly taste. He would continue to practice the daily ritual of massaging her skin between children, just as he had done with his first wife. They had both enjoyed the feel of the application of the oil, and its more arousing side effects.

"Indeed, the oil makes you taste wonderful, my love." He started to kiss his way down her body to where her navel was. His free hand moved to her leg, enjoying the feel of her thigh as his hand moved firmly up and down it's length.
 
When he had mentioned his first wife again, she smiled. Most woman would have become jealous of their husband’s talking of their past marriages, but Morgosis loved it, she loved hearing about how he loved her so and felt no jealousy at all, only love for him knowing that he could have loved so well and knew that he in turn was much loved by this woman!
She giggled at his wording and whispered to him saying, “I’m sure my body will distract you less in the coming months husband.” She making it clear that she did still fear that he would lose interested in her body once she began to become fat with his child. But her thoughts on that quickly stopped , for what he started doing next took her breath away. But she would have agreed with him whole heartedly. She began to moan in pleasure, his lips doing wonders on her body as he kissed her all the way down to her navel, his hand moving up and down her thigh and in turn began to spread her legs for him, giving him a perfect view of the rose there between her legs, moist and very ready for him!
 
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