by Amy Sumida
Flower petals rained down over us as my husbands escorted me through the cheering crowd and into a waiting tent. It was beautifully appointed for something constructed so quickly. Carpets laid across a wooden floor, and tapestries hung over the canvas walls. The light of lanterns, hanging from the wood cross-beams, fell upon a small dining set, a wooden bathtub, and an enormous bed covered in silk.
The tent flap closed behind us, and the celebration began outside. Applause melded with merry music as two kingdoms rejoiced in the peace that would finally exist between them. It sounded like quite a party, but we were expected to consummate our marriage before we joined the celebration. I looked at the men, and they looked at each other before they smiled and started flinging off their clothing. The men were naked within moments, while I stood there fully-dressed; staring at them in amusement. I was still wearing my wedding finery, and I couldn't get out of it without help.
“Our wife appears to be in need of assistance,” Drostan noted.
The men circled me and started undoing my laces and sliding pieces of clothing from my body. As they did so, they kissed every inch of exposed flesh and drove my desire up to a whole new level. I wasn't sure how we should begin—which man would start the process—but it appeared that they knew. The men lowered me to the mattress together.
“Perhaps this would be a good time to mention that I removed the infertility spell from Riley,” Drostan said.
Everyone froze.
“What?” I whispered. “When?”
“Last night; while you were sleeping,” Drostan gave me a soft smile. “I had intended to surprise you after the ceremony.”
“Consider us all surprised,” Conall said.
“Should we replace it?” I asked.
“You don't want children?” Trenton asked with a note of disappointment.
“We wouldn't know who the father was,” I pointed out.
“We would know, Riley,” Conall said gently. “There are magical ways to discover paternity.”
“But all of us would treasure any child you bore,” Trenton said.
Conall nodded, and I looked at Drostan.
“Children are a gift, Riley,” Drostan said simply. “Whatever happens—whoever it happens with—we will all be overjoyed to be a part of a family.”
“A family,” I whispered happily as I went into their arms. “Yes; I want that too.”
Then I was kissing Trenton while Drostan feasted on my breasts and Conall lapped at my pussy. So many hands in so many places. I was lost to the ecstasy within seconds; writhing beneath their ministrations and making little mewling sounds of need. I couldn't focus on any one man; they were all so glorious and so precious to me. Trenton's silky white hair sliding over me, Drostan's silvery skin glistening over his bulging muscles, and Conall's green eyes starting to glow as he pleasured me. I admired the curve of Conall's ass; arching up between my legs. Then there was the gleam of Drostan's cock; like a warrior's sword ready to impale me in the most delightful way. And finally, the golden-brown expanse of Trenton's muscular chest; I stroked my hand across it in wonder. It was mine; they were all mine.
“Let me have a taste of our wife's pussy, Sir Conall,” Trenton said.
Trenton traded places with Conall, but Conall only made it as far as my breasts. Drostan continued to suck on my other nipple while Trenton slipped a finger inside me. I spread my legs wide and reached for Conall and Drostan's cocks. As I pumped them slowly, Trenton started flicking my clit with his hot tongue.
“Do we need to decide who goes first?” I asked them breathlessly.
The men smiled at each other.
“No, Riley,” Drostan said. “We only need to decide who goes where.” He looked at the other men and declared, “I would very much like to take her ass.”
“You may have her pussy, Your Highness,” Conall said to Trenton. “I'll claim her mouth.”
“Perfect,” Trenton declared as he lifted my hips.
“Anyone going to bother to ask if I'm okay with this?” I grumbled.
“I'm sorry, sweetheart,” Trenton said sincerely. “Is that all right with you?”
“Yeah, I guess,” I huffed.
The men shared commiserating smiles.
Then Drostan rubbed his hand over my wet pussy—fingering me a bit—before he rubbed my desire over his hard, silver cock. Trenton laid back on the mattress as Drostan lubed up and then held a hand out to me. I straddled Trenton's hips and reached for his cock, but he stopped me.
“No, Riley, I must do it,” Trenton said softly. “This is an unusual mating and all penetrations must be simultaneous. Just try to relax so you can accept us all at once, and we shall try to be gentle.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
“Are you ready for me?” Queen Tana's voice came through the tent flap.
I tensed.
“We are,” Drostan called. “You may enter.”
“Our union must be witnessed as well,” Trenton explained. “It must be confirmed that it was a simultaneous penetration.”
“I'll leave as soon as you get started,” Tana purred. “Well, maybe not quite as soon as that.”
“Just pretend that she isn't here,” Drostan whispered in my ear. “It's going to be wonderful, I promise.”
I nodded, and Conall knelt beside Trenton as Drostan took a position behind me. The men nodded to each other, and I bent over Trenton; angling my head to the side and opening my mouth for Conall. Conall took his shaft in hand and pressed the weeping head of it against my lips as the other men did the same to my ass and pussy. Then—in unison—they slid their cocks into me.
I groaned and shivered with the sublime pleasure of it.
“So beautiful,” Tana said softly. “Your union has been witnessed; may it be fruitful and filled with pleasure.”
Tana eased to the front of the tent and watched us awhile before she stepped out, but we were too absorbed with each other to notice. When I glanced up, I caught a glimpse of Tana at the tent flap, looking back at us before she left. She licked her lips—obviously enjoying the way I sucked Conall's cock—and then winked at me. The Seelie Queen hurried off; no doubt to find her lover.
“Oh, Goddess, she's gushing over me,” Trenton moaned as he drove his cock up into me with wild slams of his hips.
“Hold a moment,” Drostan said. “Let me gather some of that honey to ease my passage. It's not slick enough back here.”
Trenton pulled out, and Drostan slid his cock forward against my soaked pussy. He groaned as he rubbed himself into me, and then pulled his slick prick away. Trenton immediately shoved his thick cock back into me; slipping through my pussy like a hot knife through butter. I sighed around Conall's shaft as Drostan slid more easily into my ass and started setting off those Sylph-enhanced nerve-endings. The men found a rhythm, and passion pumped through my blood as they pumped their cocks into me. I sucked at Conall eagerly as Trenton lifted his head to roll my nipples with his tongue. Drostan had both hands on my ass; spreading my cheeks as he gripped them tightly so that he could slam into me as he watched his entrance.
“Oh, Goddess!” I felt Conall lean over me. “Watching you fuck her ass is so damn hot.”
“She's tight and then she clenches it even tighter about me,” Drostan groaned. “You can have her ass next.”
“She does so with her pussy as well; which I'm more than content with,” Trenton muttered around my nipple. “I'll stay where I am and continue to enjoy her glorious breasts.”
“Aren't they the most lovely tits you've ever seen?” Conall asked as he massaged one of them. “Fuck, Riley; your tongue is magical; I can't wait to come all over it.”
I moaned and then leaned lower to suck his balls, but Conall tensed. I had to quickly return to his cock so he could come in my mouth. I drank it down, and Conall fell back on the bed; to smile up at me in sleepy-eyed satisfaction. I leaned further over Trenton, and both he and Drostan sped up. The slap of wet cocks inside me echoed in my ears, and a tingli
ng warmth spread up from my toes and surged through my whole body. The men held me tightly; preventing me from moving away from them as they pounded into me as deep as they could go. My thighs were tensing, while both my pussy and ass tingled as ecstasy approached.
“Riley!” Drostan shouted as he came.
The Unseelie King tensed over me and filled my ass with his hot cum. It sent my senses into a dizzying free-fall, and I clenched around the men. My ass milked Drostan of all he had to offer, and his silver cock went limp as it slid out of me, but Trenton picked up speed. Now that I was able to maneuver, I got up on my knees to slam down on Trenton and meet his thrusts. Trenton moaned and massaged my tits as I took control of our passion. My ass slapped Trenton's thighs with each movement as I went wild with my climax. I glanced to the left and saw Conall and Drostan watching me with parted lips, adoring eyes, and hardening cocks. Trenton started to cum, and as he spurted into me, I screamed out my climax; arching backward to thrust my tits into his clenching hands. Then I collapsed over his wide chest.
“I love you, Riley,” Trenton whispered.
“I love you too, Trenton.” I started to roll off him, but Conall came up behind me and held me in place.
Keeping me poised over Trenton, Conall shoved his cock up my cum-filled ass. I cried out as Trenton's eyes went wide. The Seelie Prince angled his gaze down the line of our bodies to watch Conall's balls swing forward against my pussy as I moaned for more. Then Trenton reached between us and started to rub his fingers over my clit. I ground myself into Trenton's hand as Conall slammed wildly into my ass.
“Fuck me, that is hot,” Drostan groaned as he started rubbing his cock. “You have the most gorgeous ass, Riley.”
“With a beautiful, pink entrance; puckered like lips,” Conall added.
“Fuck her ass nice and deep, Sir Conall,” Trenton instructed as he slipped his revived dick back inside my pussy. “I want to feel our wife's pussy clenching my cock again, and she seems to adore her ass being filled along with her sex.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” Conall growled as he rocked even deeper; his pelvis flattening my ass cheeks.
“Open your mouth, Riley,” Drostan said. “I want to come on your face.”
I did as he asked, and Drostan's body tensed; his muscles clenching as he shot his cum all over my face. Drostan moaned appreciatively as he rubbed his warm desire over my cheek and then down to my open mouth. He slipped his cum-coated fingers inside my mouth, and I sucked them clean. Conall shouted his release as he watched us and pulled out to stream his hot essence over my ass.
“Oh, my love,” Trenton groaned. “You look so beautiful covered in our seed. I want to come all over your breasts. I want to see it dripping off your hard, rosy nipples.”
Trenton rolled me and started pounding into me faster. He pushed my legs back beside m head so he could watch himself driving into me, in between admiring my cum-adorned face. Then Trenton roared and pulled his beautiful cock out to shoot his cum over my breasts in a pale ribbon. I sighed happily and laid back; idly rubbing cum into my face and breasts.
“I don't believe that she came this time,” Drostan noted dryly.
“I think you're right, Your Majesty,” Conall said as he began to rub my clit. “Spread your legs wider, sweetheart. Who wants to finger-fuck her as I suck her clit?”
The other two men dove forward; one going for my ass and one for my pussy, while I spread my legs and smiled. Marriage was going to be heaven.
Chapter Forty-Eight
I woke to find myself surrounded by morning wood. I had slept between the men, and when they saw that I was awake, they drew me from the bed so they could circle me while I knelt on the floor; alternatively sucking one while I rubbed the other two. They came all over my breasts—because one should never consume cum before breakfast—and then admired their handiwork. My husbands rewarded my efforts with a hot bath. They massaged and bathed me thoroughly and then drew me out of the water to lick me everywhere and take turns fucking my pussy until the sounds of my bliss echoed through the camp.
We dressed and emerged from our wedding tent to find Queen Tana waiting for us.
“I have had breakfast prepared for us in my tent,” she said. “We may eat while we finalize the terms of this marriage.”
“Finalize the terms?” I asked.
“Where you will live and for how long,” Drostan answered with a smirk. “Queen Tana wants to make sure that everyone is treated equally.”
“Of course.” Tana smiled. “Shall we, Brother?”
“I'd be happy to,” Drostan said as he took Queen Tana's hand and placed it on his arm in the courtly fashion.
Drostan escorted Tana toward her tent, and the rest of us looked at each other and shrugged. The men held their arms out to me, and I placed my hands on their forearms.
“Shall we, Wife?” Conall asked; imitating Queen Tana.
I chuckled. “I'd be happy to.”
We sauntered after the rulers of Tirne; following them into Tana's lavish tent. It was just as beautiful as ours; with silk rugs on the floor, real wooden furniture, and a brazier in the center to warm the chilly morning. We had been there for only one night, on short notice, and this was how we roughed it. I shook my head in amazement; fairies knew how to camp.
“Please sit.” Tana waved a hand toward the dining table laden with food. “Plates for the newlyweds, Albert.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” A male brownie came forward and started filling plates for us as a female started to fill our glasses with juice and water.
These brownies were not the chocolaty treats but a type of fairy. They were a small race—about munchkin sized—with a demure demeanor and a penchant for cleanliness. They loved to be helpful, and so they made the perfect servants.
“Now, I've taken the liberty of having some contracts drawn up,” Tana passed the papers to Drostan.”
“I guess we don't get to see them,” Trenton whispered to me with a secret smile.
“I have your best interests at heart, Brother,” Tana said. “You know that you can trust me.”
“I'm just teasing, Tana.” Trenton smiled warmly at his sister. “You always have my complete trust.”
“I'm so happy for you.” She beamed back at him. “I have wished for you to find a woman to love for a very long time.”
“So have I, Tana,” Trenton said with a soft smile. “The Goddess has finally answered my prayers.”
“Your Majesty?”
I was so wrapped up in staring adoringly at my romantic husband that it took me a moment to realize that Albert was speaking to me. I gave a start and looked up at him in surprise.
“Is this everything that you wanted?” Albert showed me the plate he'd made for me.
I glanced at it and nodded. “Yes, I have everything I want. Thank you,” I said as I kept my eyes on Trenton.
Albert placed the plate before me and then moved on to the men.
“Are you happy, Your Majesty?” Conall asked me with a grin.
“That's going to take some getting used to.” I laughed. “The title, that is, not the happiness.”
“Sister, you are Queen of Unseelie and Princess of Seelie now,” Tana said. “You will be the darling of two kingdoms; you'd best get used to the adoration quickly.”
“But I won't be required to actually rule, right?” I frowned at Drostan. “You'll be handling that.”
“I will,” he assured me. “But there are duties for my wife. That's what Tana and I were just discussing. I may require more time than the others.”
“Oh,” I blinked in surprise and then glanced nervously at my other husbands.
“No,” Trenton stated firmly.
“No,” Conall added.
“Relax, gentlemen,” Tana chided. “We have a solution. Queen Riley will spend eight months of the year in Unseelie, but the two of you will accompany her for four of them. Trenton and Conall may split their time here as they see fit, and you can work out a schedule with King
Drostan when you are in Unseelie.”
I looked at Trenton and Conall questioningly, and they nodded.
“That seems fair,” Trenton agreed. “Then you will have me here for eight months at a time, Tana. That should be enough for me to fulfill my duties as Prince.”
“Just as I thought.” Tana agreed. “The only thing left to decide upon is where this arrangement shall begin.”
“I've had Riley to myself for awhile now,” Drostan said generously. “You may start in Seelie.”
I looked at him in surprise.
“I can be reasonable.” Drostan winked at me.
“When does this begin?” I asked.
“After we finish our meal,” Tana said. “We'll be returning to Seelie, and King Drostan will return to Unseelie.”
“To prepare our marriage chambers and the adjoining husband suites,” Drostan added. “Then there is your crowning ceremony to plan. Four months should be just enough time.”
“Will I not see you at all for four months?” I asked with unease.
“We can speak through the glass,” Drostan said with a soft smile. “And I will miss you too, Wife.”
“The glass?” I lifted a brow.
“The glass,” Conall repeated as if I should know it.
Trenton pulled a leather sleeve out of a pouch on his belt and opened it. He slipped out a thick sheet of glass; it was oval with frosted edges.
“This is a viewing glass,” Trenton explained.
Trenton rubbed his finger over the glass and called out his sister's name. A chiming began, and Tana chuckled as she pulled a similar object from her skirts and rubbed her finger over its surface. The chiming stopped as Tana held up the glass for me to see Trenton's face within it. I looked down at his glass, and there was an image of Tana.
“We can use the glass to speak to each other,” Trenton said; his voice echoing through Tana's glass.
“That's better than a cell phone!” I declared.
“We'll get one made for you, my love,” Trenton said as he rubbed the glass again, and his sister's image faded away.