The Possible Heir (Open to one Male)

[Blaanid]

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Blaanid had been doing her best to make it back to her King, their lands had been under siege for years now and he had spent one beautiful night with her six months ago before he was called back to the battles that he was fighting to secure his Kingdom. But now there was no way for her to be able to stay in her father’s home now, she was carrying her King’s child and it was becoming more and more obvious as time had gone on.

Her father had given her a good number of guards to ride with her, to protect her and a possible heir for the King. By the time she had arrived at the King’s palace, she was so tired and sore from the journey that she was ready to pass out.

One of her men had then gone to the main chambers of the palace to get some help for his Lady, no one of course knowing if the King himself was going to be there, or where in the world he was, Blaanid of course wanted to send him a message, but her father had told her not to, that it could put her and her child in danger or it could actually put the King himself in danger. So they had just ridden as fast as Blaanid could, hoping that the King would take her in and give their child his name and protect them against his enemies.

Blaanid, long red hair that reaches her ass, deep blue eyes
Beautiful nice large round breasts
Long well shaped legs with thighs that are shaped by healthy muscle
Height: 5'6”, slim body with all of the right curves

 

[Blaanid]

*bump

 

[Salacious_Scribe]

The royal healer arrived at Blaanids side, only seconds before the King.
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"Will she live healer," he asked. His voice a mixture of command, impatience, concern, and worry.

The healer began chanting as he waved aromatic medicinal herbs under her nose, and with his other hand he began to manipulate her aura.

After several minutes the healers chanting fades the echoes quickly dying out, and the room returning to silence.

The healer looks into Blaanids eyes and smiles at the buxom woman. "She will live my liege," but she is in great need of rest. For the sake of the child she carries within her, allow her to rest until the morrow.

The King bends over and scoops Blaanid into his arms and carries her to his private bedchamber. His page had just put fresh silks on the bed, and was stoking the fire.

"Begone lad," the King yelled, as the fresh faced youth scurried out if the room. "Send my cup bearer and one of the kitchen wenches," he calls after the child.

The King puts Blaanid in his bed, and finishes stoking the fire. Once it's burning, warming the chilly room, the king turns to his lady. "By the ancient Gods of our ancestors, I swear that no harm will befall you, or your progeny while you remain in this keep."

When he finishes speaking, one of the guards outside the door shouts your servants have arrived my leige. "Send them in," he says.

As soon as the door opens, the king points to the young pretty girl, who appears to be about 12, and says, " you, cup bearer, you will attend to this lady. You'll bring her anything she needs or desires. You are relieved of all other duties until morrow." Then he turns to the other woman, " LG wench, you will ensure she receives all meals, on time and this chamber, or you will answer to me. Now return to your duties."

The kitchen wench does a quick almist disrespectful coyrtesy and leaves. The cup bearer gies to the flagon on thecside table and pours water fir her temporary mistress.

In a kind voice the king says to Blaanid "If you feel up to it please tell we of you journey."

 

[Blaanid]

Part of Blaanid just wanted to close her eyes and sink into oblivion she was so tired, but there was part of her that was also terribly frightened over what had happened to her and her father. After all, an outside force had attacked her father’s holdings, had placed countless people in danger, she not even sure if her father still lived, if he had been able to successfully defend their home.

But she had to tell her King what had happened, she needed to warn him, to keep him safe and all that he held dear safe saying, “Outsiders attacked my father’s keep, I was just lucky enough that I was able to escape and come here before the entire keep was surrounded.”

She explaining further that if it hadn’t been that she had been so sick with morning sickness from the child, that she would have come to him sooner, to tell him about the babe, but that it was just not safe for her to leave her father’s holdings while pregnant unless there was a real emergency, which of course had just occurred. And though she was still wrapped up in her traveling clothes, a warm coat and serviceable gown that was meant to keep her warm during a long journey, she could not help but shiver as if still cold.

One of the maids had come into the chamber then, explaining to the King that Blaanid would more than likely feel more comfortable and warm up faster if she would be changed into something better fit for sleeping. And so when she helped Blaanid change, letting the King see his lover’s naked body for the first time in months, it was clear that Blaanid was very much pregnant and with the current changes in her body, her hips slightly wider, her breasts larger and fuller, bouncing as she was undressed and then redressed so that she could more comfortably lay down, this time the swell of her belly was even more pronounced. And as if to answer an unanswered question between them, Blaanid gave him a nervous smile saying, “He or she is yours my King, and is strong and healthy.”

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Blaanid – the King’s lover

 

[Salacious_Scribe]

The king listened to his lover, and drank in her body, his private sword increasing in girth as he saw the changes to her body.

As she told him of her harrowing journey, he began to pace the room, his mind whirling making plans and hoping his oldest friend and blood brother was still among the living.

When her story was done, he walked over to her and kissed her forehead. "Rest now my sweet, I need to call my war council to protect my other bannermen and restore your father's keep to his control."

He stood up and left the room, walking down the hall he tells his personal guard, "call the war council to the council chamber," as the Royal Cleric joined him.

"Con," the Cleric said in greeting.

"I really wish you wouldn't belittle me in front of the peons," he says to his boyhood friend clapping him on the shoulder. Then in a more serious tone he says quietly, "We will soon be at war again," as they entered the council chamber where several knights were waiting.

"Blaadin is here, alive, and with child." The king tells his generals.

They all begin slapping the table and as the Royal cleric calls for a flagon of wine to be drank in celebration. After they take a dring, they all toss their glasses against the wall, and sit down.

"Her fathers keep was under attack when she left. We have not gotten a fowl from them. We know not who controls the keep, how many attackers there are, or who the attackers are." The king tells the group.

The oldest warrior present nods and says "This is troubling news. We have been at peace for so long none of our footsoldiers have been bloodied. Many of our knights have only known tournaments and honour fights. We do not have the ability to wage a long war over such distances."

The other knights nod in agreement, as he continues "But we can not and will not let this attack on our most powerful bannerman go unanswered. I will take 30 knights, 100 archers 300 calvary and 500 footsoliders get them on the march within two days time."

"Do it," the King commands him. "But you will not lead them. I need you here. You will lead them Sir Tain."

The knight in question nods and leaves to start getting his troops ready to march.

"Ensure the men have the provisions and arms they will need." the King tells the remaining men as he stands to leave. I am returning to Blaanid. I will take the noon meal with her." As he leaves.

Returning to the room, he finds Blaanid asleep. He sits in a chair watches her sleep.

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid woke to find Con sitting there, watching her as she lay in his bed. She had already noticed that she had been disrobed and was now laying comfortably beneath his furs. She could not help but smile at him saying, “Is everything okay? Are you…okay?” After all, she worried most for him in this situation, she needed to do all she could to protect him in her own way. She knew that what had happened to her and her father could very well happen to him, and he was the only one in this world that she cared about right now, besides of course their baby.

She needed to feel him now more than ever, to be reminded that he was real and really there with her, actually lifting the furs to expose her naked and now changed body as if to tell him to get in bed with her.

Con – King
Blaanid – the King’s lover

 

[Salacious_Scribe]

Con smiled at the swelling belly and growing breasts. He always had a weakness for a beautiful woman carrying swollen with life. Even though he was king and by law and custom, he was able to bed any female he desired, he believed it was wrong to bed a woman that belonged to another.

This woman was his and he stood up and walked over to the bed gazing at her breasts. As he approached her he removed his clothing and by the tie he reached the side of the bed, he was as naked as she was. His royal scepter fully engorged and bobbing up and down, less than a tongue length from Blaanids mouth.

 

[Blaanid]

At the sight of that huge cock right before her face, nearly at her own lips, felt her mouth water with the desire to taste him, as though he were a feast and she was starving. Blaanid moaned with desire then as she moved upon the bed so that she could more easily support herself, licking at first just around the head of his cock where she could taste his essence the most before taking more of him into her mouth.

And it was as though a switch was thrown inside of her, Blaanid soon moaning like a bitch in heat as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth, using her tongue to taste him while at the same time using her teeth gently to rub and graze all along his length. She wanted to drive him wild with need, wanted to make him feel as though he would lose his mind if he wasn’t deep inside of her already very wet and very ready pussy.

Con – King
Blaanid – the King’s lover

 

[Salacious_Scribe]

Con sighed in delight as this long lost pleasure was once again visited upon his person. He allowed Blaanid to service him, as he let his hands start to relearn the once familiar contours of her body. The landscape has changed, he thought as he felt the larger breasts and swollen belly of his beloved.

He squeezed her right breast hard, wondering how long it would be before her milk was in. His shaft was as hard as his sword, and just as ready to be shoved into a person.

He waited a few moments more, and then pulled out of her mouth. "Get on all fours, facing away from me," he commanded her, wanting to watch her swollen breasts sway and see her distended abdomen hanging down as he fucked one or both of her holes.

 

[Blaanid]

She used to enjoy him fucking her from behind in a similar position, only she would have been in a more fetal position with her legs tucked up under herself and her head and chest laying upon the bed so that her ass would be high up in the air to give him an even tighter and deeper penetration. She for the first time wondering if that was why and how he had been able to get her pregnant so easily, for when he was that deep, she would be able to feel his cockhead right at the entrance to her womb.

So Blaanid did as she was told, this time getting up upon all fours to better support her changing body, though one hand went to her belly as if to protect their child before things started to get going, she actually moaning at the very thought of having him against her like he had been before, she being ass to his hips and wanted more than anything to feel him like that again.

Con – King
Blaanid – the King’s lover

 

[Salacious_Scribe]

Con moved behind her and ran his fingers over her lips, feeling how wet she was. He was easily able to push himself i to her as one hand rested on her distended abdomen, his other hand grasping her hip as he sank his shaft into her.

 

[Blaanid]

As though she had been out of practice, for she was tight and groaned with both discomfort and pleasure at his sheer size. But it was also apparent that her body was changing now with their child growing inside of her womb.

And there was a new added pleasure of feeling his large strong hand upon her belly, as though the very place his seed was strong within her brought her pleasure with just his touch. And so as he began to move inside her, Blaanid could not help but moan his name then as her sex became even more slick with her need!

Con – King
Blaanid – the King’s lover