by D. R. Rosier
If my mother told me I had to marry a woman, but that before that happened she had to sleep with a bunch of other men first and have their babies, I’d be pissed off too.
I truly was satisfied with what I already had, would have been satisfied with even just one of my mates, but the pluses far outweighed the negatives if I just went with it. Granted, most of the negatives to saying no would be the queen’s ire. The negatives in doing it could be family discord, if my mates disliked her or she resented them. Then of course, there’d be our direct relationship, which may or may not work out. That was a lot of things that could go wrong, without a period of courting.
What could I do, besides hope for the best there, and let them work it out? All I could be responsible for was our direct relationship, and even in that I’d be only half the equation.
“Master, you need to relax.”
I smirked, she was probably right, I needed to rest, it’d been a long day, and I could seek my mates’ advice in the morning, or when they came in tonight. Whenever that would be. I was too focused on the problems, far too stressed out, and I couldn’t see any solutions, if there even was one. Sometimes life was just too complicated, and we had to just do the best we could. Still, I doubted Oceana’s motivations were about me at all.
I walked into the bedroom and started to strip, and with a mental call Oceana appeared.
She was strikingly attractive, beautiful even, in an alien way. She had a human female form, but it wasn’t a real body, she was solid sentient water magic. She had dark brown hair, light blue eyes the color of the ocean in the tropics just off an island. Her body was petite, athletic, and curvy at five foot one. Her face had a naturally mischievous beauty to it. She looked human for the most part, except her clothing was mist, and the color of her skin had a light blue tinge to it which added an exotic flare.
“We haven’t talked much lately, are you content?”
The mist cleared showing her body as she walked toward me and pressed up against mine. Her skin was warm, and felt like skin, but also like water, even if dry at the same time. Maybe she just felt like the idea of water. It was… a unique sensation, and she felt good against me. Like slipping into a hot spring.
She replied, “I am well master. I want you, I always want you, but you already know that. You haven’t spoken to me because you trust me and my judgement using your own morals now. You also feel guilty about using me, which shouldn’t be.”
She was a water nymph, an act of nature that constantly wanted sex. As her master, I got protection and the use of her magic through my commands if I wished it, and she got a connection to this world. We both got pleasure, but there was no emphatic connection, no love, or even true friendship. Well, with one exception, we had plenty of lust for one another, and our minds were bonded.
She said seductively, “I need to be used, allow me to bring you pleasure master. It will help clear your mind, and you’ll be able to sleep.”
I smiled despite myself, it was just a manipulation to get what she wanted, she didn’t really care about my state of mind. She just wanted to fuck. Of course, that didn’t mean she was wrong. I did need to relax. I picked her up and brought her over to the bed.
She was ready for me, she was always ready for me, and I kissed her demandingly as I sunk slowly into her warm whirlpool sex.
She gasped, “Master, let go, and just fuck me. Please master, punish my tight pussy.”
She’d been grinding up against me and squeezing me while saying that. Being inside her always felt incredible, it was like I was buried in a warm silken water spout, that she could control the intensity of, bringing it in tighter, with more force as it set off every nerve in my cock at once, and constantly with the silken soft liquid warmth of her sex.
She bit my lip, and I started to fuck her hard and fast. Maybe she was right, and I just needed a little relief and to go to sleep. We both wanted it, my other mates shared pleasure with Oceana, there was nothing wrong with it.
As usual her silken friction was incredible, and so different from a real woman in sensation. Not better, just novel, and very intense. I just wished we could connect on a deeper level, because as amazing as Oceana was it was just pleasure, and not the deeper connection I craved and received with my mates.
I got up on my knees a bit and pinned her legs, so I could reach between us and tease her clit with my vibrating finger.
“Master!”
The beautiful nymph came undone underneath me, and I grunted as my legs went numb, and started to shoot my seed inside of her.
She screamed in bliss, as my own orgasm triggered a second one in her, or perhaps just raised the pleasure of her first to new heights. That was another benefit for her, she came every time I did through the bond, even if I slept with one of my mates intimately by ourselves, she’d be getting off wherever she kept herself hidden.
Either way, I was lost in my own pleasure as her whirlpool pussy milked, convulsed, and tightened around me.
I grunted, and slid off to the side. I pulled her against me, it wasn’t the same as cuddling, but it was still a pleasurable thing for both of us, our skin touching and feeling each other’s.
I sighed, “Oceana, you bond to my thoughts, my… conscience, and my sex drive. Can’t you bond to my emotions as well? Borrow those too?”
She kissed my chest, “Thank you master. I don’t know, I’ve never tried, and there is danger in that. I am content as I am, but I know your mind well, and your strange alien thoughts. Would I be content hiding in the ether waiting to guard you, or fuck you, if I had emotions? I don’t believe I would be. Plus, there’s a chance I could damage you if I tried.”
“Damage, how?”
She said, “Our bond flows both ways. You already sense my desires for pleasure of the flesh, and my desire for a connection to the human world.”
I nodded, “It was weird at first, but I got used to it.”
She replied, “Other emotions would be much stronger, perhaps strong enough to cause you mental distress. Plus, what if I got jealous of your other mates, or lost my temper when you tell me I have to wait for sex? What if I loved you, and refused to let you die, ever.”
I frowned.
“But you have my morals too.”
She laughed without humor, “And how would you feel if Saria picked up a second mate? Or if Regina pointed those intensely devoted and loving green eyes you love so much, toward another?”
Hmm, maybe she was right, either of those scenarios would kill me. Hypocritical maybe, given I had three mates and soon to be four, but it was the way I felt. Maybe some things shouldn’t be done. I had good intentions, I wanted to give her a richer experience, and connect to her emotionally, but good intentions didn’t mean shit, results counted far more.
My intentions were also selfish, I didn’t like the way I thought of Oceana, if I was honest with myself she truly was the family’s sex toy and last line of defensive magic. Sex and desire for pleasure was all we had in common with her alien existence. It did make me feel guilty, which she was right about, it really shouldn’t. She wasn’t a human woman, and she was using me to gain experiences without regard to my feelings too. It was… a business arrangement. I shouldn’t be projecting those values on her, because I truly wasn’t taking advantage of her.
I’d never understand it, it just was, and I needed to believe that even if I couldn’t understand it.
It also occurred to me that she just might be afraid of the idea. Regardless, I wasn’t going to order it if she didn’t think it was a good idea.
“Get me ready for you, and then ride me. Then I’ll go to sleep.”
“Yes master,” she said breathily.
She moved swiftly, her mouth was on my upper chest one moment, and engulfing my cock in a warm and wet heaven the next.
Chapter Nineteen
The ladies came in at some point later that night, and I woke briefly to kiss them goodnight and hold them. None of them were in the mood for obvious
reasons, I couldn’t even imagine what those elven women were dealing with. They just wanted to be held and loved on, which I was more than happy to do. I fell back asleep among tangled arms and legs, and warm bodies.
When I woke up the next morning, I had Regina snuggled into my side, but no Karana or Saria.
“Good morning.”
Regina kissed me softly, and she sighed softly and started to make cute wakeup noises.
“Good morning my love. Karana and Saria woke up early, a servant came in about a disturbance in the elven suite.”
I frowned, “I was hoping for their advice, a lot happened yesterday, but they made the right decision.”
Regina smirked, “That’s why I’m here. I can also pass on the message when I go join them.”
I nodded, that made sense, the elves had to be the priority right now, it’s why we were there to begin with. It took me about twenty minutes to go over all the issues brought up. Sera’s two demands, what she knew, my proposed solution, and the problems with that solution even if it’s better than caving to Sera’s demand. Lastly, I told her about my impressions of Sianna.
Regina frowned, “You’re too trusting. My guess is Sianna decided there was no way out of it, and is manipulating you.”
I shrugged, I probably was, too trusting, and the stunningly gorgeous princess probably was playing me. Still, if she was going to be my mate what else could I do?
“Probably, but doesn’t everyone put their best foot forward? I know she isn’t all sweet and light, and I know she isn’t the bitch that met us all at the door. She’s… complicated, like everyone else. Wouldn’t you want to put your best foot forward and ingratiate yourself to your future husband? All I’m saying is, don’t make rush judgements, she might just fit in with us, if we help her do it. The fact she was so angry when meeting us, tells me she was too upset about me spreading my seed to manipulate us from the start, she isn’t… evil. Perhaps she was even just guarding her heart, and her dignity, until she saw I wasn’t an asshole and decided to take a risk instead. I don’t know.”
Regina tilted her head thoughtfully, “I’ll reserve judgement, but she won’t be easy to trust. I’ll also talk to the others about it. I love Saria, and she’s a princess too, right?”
I smirked, “Don’t forget it was ambition for station and family that made you follow me in the first place, all because I saw you as a complete person. That doesn’t negate the fact we love each other completely and totally right now. We need to give her time, and the benefit of the doubt. I’m sure she has ambitions, but that doesn’t mean she can’t learn to love us too. We’ll be going home together, she’ll be going with four strangers to a strange place, away from all she knows. I’d be surprised if she wasn’t sweetly manipulative at this point.”
Regina kissed me softly, and then sighed, “I do love you, more than I ever imagined possible, but you’re right about the rest of it too. I do like being married to a powerful man of means with influence. I’ll do my best, but what are the chances she’ll be compatible with all four of us, we don’t have time to find out.”
I nodded, “She’ll have being a mage in common with Saria and Karana, and build a relationship as she learns from the latter, along with the former. You… are one of the sweetest women I’ve ever met, she’d have to be horrible not to get along with you. I really think it will work, but maybe I’m being too naïve. She’s also young, and doesn’t know what she wants to do outside of being a part of the family. She’s… a princess with duty who never blazed her own trail. I don’t know what I’m saying, all we can do is be open minded and hope she finds a complementing place among us. Because… were stuck with her either way, and I’d prefer another happy mate to someone that stands apart and adds stress to the rest of us.”
Regina smiled, and kissed me lingeringly.
“You are naïve, and giving, you spoil us. We also like you that way, so don’t change love. Let us worry about it, we won’t let anyone take advantage of you.”
I laughed, “Noted.”
She smirked, “Enough about the princess, we can’t change that one, so let’s focus on the other thing. I agree, if you gift others with the magical ability, your mates won’t have to castrate you.”
She giggled at the look on my face, and then winked.
“I know you’d never do it James, but even the thought of it pisses me off. Family, other mates in love, I’ll fully support and even want, but knocking up strangers and screwing around without our approval would destroy our family.”
I nodded, “Agreed, and let’s assume the queen will go for it. After all, it’s immediate gratification, as opposed to waiting eighteen years for kids to be born and grow up. Even then there’s no guarantee, our child for instance, will have your ability, not mine.”
Regina’s face softened, “Girl or… wait, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”
I kissed her and pulled her against me.
“So, how do we lessen the danger from flesh sculptors running around? Some kind of testing process maybe, to determine if they’d be responsible wielders of the power?”
Regina looked thoughtful for a while, and then shook her head helplessly.
“I’ll think about it, and I’ll let the others know so they can think about it.”
I sighed, “It would be nice if like doctors on my world, flesh sculptors could take oaths. Though even that isn’t perfect, I’ve never violated mine, most doctors do not, but there are always some in any group that betray their word and what they’re supposed to stand for.”
Regina tilted her head, “There are magical oaths, though they’re rare. Like a bonding ceremony, it’s done with a mage’s magic, but most people don’t because violating it would mean death. Not sure how that would help though. Maybe for this first wave of the new generation that you make, one for each city? But after that flesh sculptors would be born with the ability, and they’d be dependent on their parents rearing them with strong morals and sense of what’s right and wrong.”
That… gave me an inkling of an idea, but I’d have to think it through, and figure out if it was possible, find and close up the holes.
I kissed her softly, and when I broke it she had that vulnerable, adoring, and intensely devoted look on her face and in her eyes, the one I did love as much as Oceana said last night. I didn’t think I deserved it, but it always humbled me and made me feel protective, the absolute trust and love in her eyes. My heart started to race, and the emotions of the moment shifted and became far more intimate as desire flooded me.
I asked in a strained voice, “Time for a warm bath? Before you go.”
She grinned, “Thought you’d never ask.”
We got up off the bed, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her sinful body and sweet innocent face as we moved to the tub.
We took a bath together, and eventually, we even got clean…
Chapter Twenty
Sianna showed up at my door shortly after Regina left to brief my elven mates and assist them with the elves.
She’d looked stunning in last night’s dark blue dress, but looked absolutely ravishing in red. There were light blue and white lace accents on the flowing dress, which mostly conformed to her torso while flaring out in a loose skirt at her hips. I say mostly, because the dress had multiple layers and were transparent but more flowing on top, partially hiding her hourglass figure.
“Good morning, Princess Sianna.”
She smiled, and it reached her eyes, at the same time I got the idea she was amused, but I had no clue why. Her voice was pure honey, and while she didn’t look angry at all, or even irritated, that same vulnerability from last night was plain to see. I couldn’t blame her for being reluctant, or worried about her future, given over to a man that she didn’t know and might be a dick, and just hiding that because he was in a castle. I wouldn’t even blame her if that vulnerability was a lie to manipulate a man’s protective instincts, but again, I didn’t think it was.
“Sia
nna please, James, since we’re officially betrothed it won’t be breaking the rules. At least, not when we aren’t in formal court.”
I nodded, “Very well, would you like to come in, I haven’t had breakfast yet and it just arrived. Or we could go for a walk?”
She tilted her head, “A walk?”
I shrugged, “I’m not sure what the protocols are for this, we’d be alone in my room.”
She smirked, and seemed to gain confidence from my tentative approach.
“You’re concerned for my reputation? Or would the circumstances simply be too much of a temptation to resist?”
I opened my mouth in shock, and then closed it.
She blushed, “Sorry, I’m really not being very gracious, am I? My reputation is in no danger, we are to be mated in days, though I would prefer to wait, and get to know you as well as I can before our bonding night?”
I tilted my head, she was adorable when nervous.
She added with a blush, “I am… unsullied. It just… I would not wish to find out later that the bonding failed between us, after…”
I moved out of the way, and said with wry humor, “Come in, and no, it was that first part. Though you are stunning this morning, I think I can control myself.”
She swept into the room, and my attempt at checking out her ass failed with that flowing skirt in the way.
I walked over and held out her chair, and pushed it in a little as she sat down.
As I rounded the table I offered, “There’s plenty, if you want some.”
She shook her head, “Thanks, I’ve eaten already.”
I nodded, I was starving, so I dug in.
“Failed bonding?” I asked between swallows.
She frowned, “I forget you’re not just ignorant of noble rules of society, but of our world as well.”
I replied, “I’ve learned a lot from Regina, but she knows little about noble circles, as you say. What does that have to do with bonding?”
She said, “Sometimes when a couple bonds one of them rejects the pairing after getting a glimpse of the other’s raw and true… person.”