Micky Carre
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King of the Goblins 2—Chapter 23
🕑 Added 2024-06-27 00:57:44 +0000 UTCI slept great that night, even with Alena still on top of me. She was light, so it wasn’t an unpleasant weight to have on me. Between an intense orgasm and being in the middle of a pile of women, I enjoyed a long, dreamless sleep.
Silvy got up first as usual, to prepare our morning tea. Her movements woke Alena, who jerked herself awake and looked absolutely terrified for a split second. She took a deep breath when she remembered what had happened.
One of the fun things about these situations involved morning wood. Yeah, all guys wake up with morning wood. But when you wake up with a beautiful woman straddling your crotch, well, morning wood tends to result in spontaneous morning sex.
“Well, good morning, my king,” Alena said quietly. She worked her hips back and forth, right on top of my boner.
We were sticky from the night before, but a glob of Alena’s spit on the tip of my dick took care of that. She raised her hips off of me and reached between her legs, then rubbed the tip of my cock along her folds. With a smile, she sank down on me and sat there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of me pressing against her cervix.
Alena leaned forward, holding me tightly while slowly moving her hips. I bent my knees and held onto her ass, using it to move her up and down. I tried my best not to wake the others, and surprisingly enough I was successful.
A moment later, Silvy came over with a cup of tea in her hands. Alena straightened up and saw the tea, then smiled and reached out for it.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him this morning,” Silvy said.
“Oh. Of course, Your Majesty,” Alena said, sounding a bit disappointed. She worked her hips up and down a few more times, taking my full length, then kissed me softly and moved away.
With a big smile, Silvy climbed onto the bed, careful not to bump into Zia or Tressi. She shuffled up until she straddled my waist, then sat down. The heat of her pussy as it rested on top of my cock was absolutely intoxicating.
“Thirsty, my king?” she asked with a grin. She took a sip of the tea, then held the cup for me.
“Talk about service with a smile,” I said, and drank from the cup. It was hot, but not overly so.
“Here you are, dear,” Silvy said, holding the cup out.
Alena reached out and took the cup, then set it on the nightstand. She stood there for a moment, as if unsure of what to do. Well, she did just bang the king.
“Take his clothes to the hot springs, then go spend some time with your family,” Silvy said in a soft voice. “Today is going to be a hectic day. Try to find some peace and enjoy it.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Alena said, bobbing in a nude curtsey. She reached down and grabbed her dress, then began pulling it on. I watched as the cloth slowly covered up her flawless body.
“I do hope you look at me that way,” Silvy said. She reached between her thighs and slipped me inside her, then sank down.
I let my hands caress her breasts, then slid them down to her narrow waist and held on. “This is how I look at you,” I said as I crossed my eyes.
Silvy laughed softly, then leaned forward, tucking her face against my neck. I held her tightly in my arms and began thrusting inside her. She sighed happily as my hands slid down her back and grabbed onto her ass.
“I love it when you do that,” she said, smiling against my neck.
“This?” I asked, squeezing her ass good and hard.
“Yeah,” she said. She straightened up a bit and kissed me, not as aggressively as usual, but gently. She rode me slowly and kept her body close to mine the entire time.
We made love for quite some time, and managed to stay quiet enough that we didn’t wake the others until the final moments. Silvy liked to ride me good and hard when I got close to orgasming, and the motion eventually woke Leena and Tressi. Zia was still out and half-sideways on the bed.
I held Silvy’s face in my hands and we kissed as I came inside her. I felt her lips curve into a smile, and she collapsed in my arms. We stayed there for a moment, just loving each other, and then Silvy rolled off of me and into Leena’s arms. The two women kissed for a while and I decided it was time to get up.
“Good morning,” Tressi said in a sleepy voice, leaning over to kiss me.
“Good morning, honey,” I said. I shuffled away from her, trying to move around Zia. She was contorted in a strange position that left her ass practically sticking in the air. I slapped my palm right on her ass cheek and she woke with a start.
“No wait, I—huh?” She blinked a few times and her eyes finally focused on me.
“Good morning, gorgeous!” I said and kissed her on the forehead.
I crawled over Zia and set my feet on the thick rug there. That had been one of the first changes I had made as king; rugs everywhere. While it didn’t seem to bother the goblins, the last thing I wanted to do was put my feet on a cold stone floor first thing in the morning. Or any other time, for that matter.
My wives seemed to feel a bit lazy that morning, but I was ready to go. Eh, I guess sex will do that to a guy. I downed the last of the tea, then slipped my robe on and grabbed a towel. Alena usually brought one, but it was a good habit to be in. I stuffed my feet in my cloth slippers, grabbed the shadow stone, and left the room right as the ladies were beginning to rouse.
As soon as I stepped out of my room I put the shadow stone in my mouth. I didn’t have the time or patience to deal with endless salutes and curtseys that morning. I had a battle to prepare for.
I strode down the hall, my slippers completely silent on the stone floor. It was still early in the morning, but the Royal District was alive, with soldiers moving into formations while leaders checked weapons and armor. I stopped for a moment and watched as a sergeant snapped at a young soldier for a spot of rust on his chainmail. Good. Rust on armor was absolutely unacceptable.
I passed by another formation of soldiers that stood in place while an officer gave them a motivational speech. I listened for a moment and took some notes. Motivational speeches weren’t my thing, but as a king, I had to give them from time to time.
After that, I hurried away, eager for the hot springs. A tendril of excitement grew in my gut. I couldn’t deny it; I was eager for this battle. I almost ran down the long tunnel that connected the Royal District to the hot springs, but managed to keep myself to a fast walk.
At the end of the tunnel I passed between two royal guards standing there and went straight for the one pool of hot water roped off for royal use. Alena looked to have arrived just moments before me. She was on her knees, setting my neatly folded clothes down next to a thick towel.
I removed the shadow stone from my mouth and held it in my hand as I approached her.
“Hey, Alena,” I said.
Her head snapped up when she heard me speak. “Oh, good morning, Your Majesty.” She pushed herself to her feet and bobbed a curtsey.
“I think you can probably relax on all the curtseying for a bit, considering what just happened,” I said.
She responded with a smile. A beautiful smile.
I stood there for a moment, looking at her, wondering what to say. She was beautiful and kind, and we had just had sex. Hell, my wives had encouraged it. I didn’t want any more wives, four was plenty for me, but I didn’t want her to think I was just going to bang her and forget about her. I opened my mouth to say something but she beat me to it.
“Thank you for last night, Aaron,” she said in a quiet voice. She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and slipped her arms beneath my robe, hugging me tightly.
“I feel like I should be thanking you,” I said.
“I don’t think you understand us yet,” she replied, leaning her cheek against my chest. “You honored me last night. Our kings are supposed to have many children, and they only choose the best and most beautiful women from the entire population. It’s normal for the wives to choose as well, since they tend to be more picky than men.”
“Ah, that makes a bit more sense,” I said. In sleeping with her, that was essentially a declaration of her flawless beauty. To be fair, she was absolutely gorgeous, easily as pretty as any one of my wives.
She looked up at me, her eyes intent on mine. “The people respect you, you know. You might not hear it in the Royal District, but the people pray for your health and longevity each night. They see the work you’re doing to better our city, and they appreciate it. The people love you. I love you.”
I hesitated at that. She saw it and smiled again.
“It’s okay, Aaron.” She pulled one hand away from me and rested it on her stomach. “There is nothing more precious than the gift you’ve given me. I would ask you to help me name the child, of course. Such is your royal privilege. Our child will grow up tall and strong, a leader among our people.”
I almost asked if child support was a thing in this world, but I assumed being impregnated by the king did come with some advantages. “I don’t know what to say, Alena. Thank you.”
“No, thank you,” she said, her smile changing to something more devious. “Do you need any help cleaning off?
I looked down at her massive breasts and wondered if I could spare some time for a quickie. Let me tell you, it was tempting.
“After the battle,” I said, although my sudden erection said otherwise.
She looked down at it and smiled as she wrapped her small fingers around it.
“I promise, once all this is done we’ll have a more in-depth discussion about all this. Apparently it’s normal for the king to just impregnate all the most beautiful women.” She nodded, confirming what I had said. I continued. “I’d like to make sure you’re all taken care of and given an honored position, though. It feels wrong, otherwise.”
“Thank you, Aaron,” she said quietly. “That’s very thoughtful of you.”
She stretched up onto her toes and I bent down and kissed her. Her hands went behind my head and my arms wrapped around her, and we stayed that way for quite some time, just kissing. Finally, though, I pulled away. The trolls would arrive at some time, and I wanted to be ready.
“I’ll see you soon,” she said, taking a step back. She dropped into a curtsey that left me wondering just how her breasts stayed within her dress. “Your Majesty,” she said, then turned and walked away.
I watched her hips sway for a moment, then turned back to the hot springs. It was just me and my erection, then. I looked over and saw a few women bathing a few pools over. They definitely noticed me and stared, wide-eyed. I just laughed and hopped into the hot water.
I briefly wondered how things had been with the previous king, Ralcor. But then I remembered that Silvy had cursed him and made him sterile only days after he became king. He punished her severely for it, of course. Remembering that made my situation make more sense.
It was normal for kings to have many children. Ralcor had been an outlier—he used sex as punishment. I had a feeling that even if he hadn’t been sterilized, he would have been the same way. The goblin people were probably eager for a king that wanted to make children.
The hot mineral water made me want to just relax for an hour, but I focused on cleaning the sex off of myself. Once I was done I climbed out and dried off with a thick towel, then checked my clothes.
Alena had selected a white shirt, which I almost always wore, with a red vest and dark pants. No coat or cloak, as she knew I would probably be wearing armor. Instead of my boots with silver scrolls on the heel and toe, she had brought a pair of plain, dark brown boots better suited to fighting. My sword and sword belt were there as well, and I buckled them on. I could always count on her.
I pulled my clothes on, then dried my hair a bit more and tossed the towel on the ground. I was ready. It was time to fight.
