Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 215 – Some Planning Needed

*** Vanya, After the first dinner***

Goddess, damn it! Those fucking bitches can't do a damn thing correctly.

Elora sent us away, promising us they would be safe and that Alzi would start to love us. Isda promised she would work with Alzi. Shimmer said she would be the best at getting Alzi to like us. Geta offered support. I trusted them to know what they were doing.

What the fuck is this?

"Vanya," Ioelena calls out, knock on my door. "Please let me in. It seems like we need to start doing more, or this house will fall apart in an instant."

In an instant? That's a strange way of saying it's over the second Alzi is free. "I guess we can try to save it," I say. "But I doubt we'll get much time to do anything. Alzi will want to be with her kids and getting in the way of that isn't going to help us any."

"Just a lunch for now," Ioelena says. "We need to have some moments of us showing we are sorry and some moments that go well for Alzi. We both know Alzi will be the future head of the harem if this marriage sticks around. We need to start planting a seed that we'll be good wives and that Elora is the one messing up. I don't want to see this family fall apart. I need your help."

"Need me?" I ask.

"Yes, can I just come in?"

"Fine," I say. My room is a bit of a mess. It shouldn't be too much of a surprise that working my muscles is the normal way of handling stress, and there isn't much I can do in this room besides through pillows around without destroying the Duchess's house.

"Thank you," Ioelena says. Her silly pink hair is down, falling over her chest. Just some strands are pink, but they look so cute with her light freckles. "I've heard you need to use objects with actual weight to count it as a workout."

"I'm not working out. I'm trying not to destroy a room while relieving my annoyances."

"Good, I was worried you were stupid as well," Ioelena says. "Now, on to the plan. As I said, just a lunch. With our little group being the servers for Alzi. Skimpy, like we are going to the brothel. Let Alzi see our beautiful skin and bodies. See us willing to lower ourselves to serve her. You will be the test for us. We need to find out what body type she likes so we can start to recruit more. We'll get to work with some of the adventures during the war and maybe we can rope a few in to help us win over Alzi."

"What does any of that have to do with me?" I ask, my eyes watching every move of her sweet, thin lips.

"Simple, really," Ioelena says, stepping towards me. "You are likely Alzi's type."

"What?"

"Just as you are staring at me, Alzi stares at warriors," Ioelena says, her hand going for my arm. "I can easily fit my hand around my arm, yet I make it just halfway around yours using both hands, dear. I think Alzi likes that. I found out about those carvings and who the massages went best for. What Lady Elizabethe described in her test run of Alzi is different from Lady Quintella's experience. Why would that be? Both are beautiful women. The answer is obvious: Alzi likes strength. Visible strength, and you have plenty of it, dear."

"You want to whore me out?" I ask, letting Ioelena's hands wander over my muscles. I don't have the same amount as Elora or Geta, but I'm plenty defined and won't be mistaken for a mage.

"Yes," Ioelena whispers. "I want to whore out each and every one of us to Alzi. If we had the luxury of getting pregnant, I would have us serve her naked. But as it stands, we'll have to deal with the promise of letting her have her way with us later. Now, why not test out this bed? Your pillows don't seem to like it." She walks over to the bed without care, jumping onto it and spreading out her limbs for me.

Is she testing how effective sex is at keeping a woman interested?

"So I can count on you getting naked and on your knees to suck our Champion's cock?"

"Yes. I would chain myself up and let you throw me onto her bed so you two can have your way with me. I cannot go back to my house. I can't stand the stupid fairies running anytime I'm near them. I won't risk having to become a maid after being married to a Princess and someone as special as Alzi, having so many sexy and powerful women around me, supporting me, loving me. No. I'll whore myself out to keep hold of this family. What is the point of having sexy women around if they don't fuck me?"

"Elora?"

"Fuck her," Ioelena says. "I would toss her out if needed. I would prefer to keep her. I like having a Princess on my screen, but I don't need her. I need you and Alzi, honestly. Inanos and Syro are cute. Elyne is fun to be around. But Shimmer, Geta, and Elora have made enough mistakes I would be willing to toss them out if Alzi asked. Now, why are you standing there and just enjoying with your eyes? You're allowed to touch your wife."

"What would I have to do?" I ask.

"Just feel me up," Ioelena teases. "I know you've been in a bed with a woman before."

"I know what a woman wants," I say, stomping over to my bed. "I need actual answers."

"Fine," Ioelena says. "Like I said, we dress up as if we are going to a brothel. You need to have the least clothing. Then we just serve Alzi during lunch, giving her plenty of time to see all of our bodies and how we can be good little servants for her."

This is what those fucks brought us to? Having to risk reminding Alzi of the brothel just to try and find some sliver of hope that Alzi will stick around? That is the best plan we have to keep this fucked up marriage going?

Best get what I can out of it.

I dart out my arms and jump over the silly wood elf, pinning her down on the bed. I steal her lips in a deep kiss, not letting her up for air till she fights for it.

I only give her a few seconds to catch her breath before I capture her lips again. I shift her arms so I can hold them with one hand, the other teasing her front side. My rough hands brush over her delicate skin. The stupid knot to the dress is on the back, so I'll have to flip her over to strip the whore.

Maybe this stupid plan will work. It can't be worse than whatever Elora or Shimmer have planned.

My hand cups a breast, my thumb finding her nipple through the dress as she fights for more air.

I release her this time, ready to flip her over.

"Girl, you have to be careful. I'm a delicate thing," Ioelena says, gasping for air.

"Shut up," I say. "I've heard enough of your silliness today. We can try it, but I need my payment." I give her a soft flick and force her onto her stomach. The dress just has a single know to undo. My fingers work it free easily and just pull it into a ring. The girl is ready to completely whore herself out. Nothing was under that dress besides her smooth skin.

I run my pointer finger down her spine.

"What is this tease? You were so forceful before."

I'll undo the knots myself. I pull my dress into my ring, along with the rest of my clothing—a simple dildo flashing into my hand. I want her to work me into an orgasm. Not those tricky magic things. I prefer the hard work it takes and the personal touch.

I flip her back over and shuffle to the side, pulling her legs apart with my own.

"I want you to put those fingers to work," I say. "Not that stupid mouth. At least not yet."

"Be careful," Ioelena says. "I may just test your luck with my mana."

"Try it."

Her fingers run over my abs on their way to my slit. I shove the dildo down her throat once to get it wet. The girl needs to learn some respect.

Her fingers at least know what they should be doing. They quickly find my clit and start working in little circles.

I force her bottom lips apart with the dildo and get to work. My right-hand finds a breast to play with. I put my ear right over her heart and tit and listen carefully. Listening for it to speed up, to feel her breathing harder as I find her sensitive parts.

"More," Ioelena begs. "I can take it. Think Alzi is going to be this gentle on us?"

Our husband is likely looking to punish us in bed. What is my first time with him going to be like? Will it be like two women playing in bed or will Alzi force me to understand what her member can do?

But for now I've got the cute wood elf in my bed, not our husband. I listen to her cute begs and force my arm to move faster and deeper. Her fingers work hard to bring me with her. Her other hand copies me and cups a breast. Her point and thumb pinching my nipple.

"Faster," she moans. "Faster."

I give it to her, her fingers working a bit of magic over my clit. Her hand moves much too fast for it to be natural.

"Fuck," I groan. "Is this even safe?"

"Shut up and go faster."

I try to speed up, but my wrist won't move any faster. I can hear her heart pounding as she moans out. How is this not enough for the woman?

"SHIT!" she screams out, her body tenses up as we cum together.

"Fuck," Ioelena says. "I didn't think it would do that."

"Do what?"

"It slowed every part of me down but my hand. You felt like such a tease, and then it all hit me."

Is there a single woman here with her head on straight? "You're lucky you're cute."

"Thanks, honey."

"And I'm not done yet," I say. "Just no more mana, ok?"