They say that it’s lonely at the top, and queen of a kingdom is about as top as a person could get. Sometimes I worried that meant our friendship wouldn’t last, that her responsibilities would eventually chip away at it. Nothing really to do though, but play things by ear. I wasn’t exactly in my element, though I knew enough theory to muddle through and would grow into the role I’d been thrusted into.

  I just hoped I wouldn’t make too many mistakes, or any irretrievable ones, along the way.

  The building was fairly large, the students here almost doubled the thirty-one that had joined the fleet, at sixty-one. Of course, the other three of the original sixty-four guard volunteers that swore fealty, had been chosen and accepted the council positions. Only about a quarter of the recruits were male, I was sure that would change over time, but had expected the ratio to be female heavy all things considered.

  After all, two fifths of the sorcerer population had either been executed or excluded from serving. Not to mention the sorceresses were motivated to keep what had been returned to them after so long.

  Next to the large barracks and classroom building was a large field, and then there was a mock city block, with a few stores and houses. It still boggled my mind just how fast an earth wielder could build. I imagined someone with architectural experience could build a skyscraper in an hour or two, the shell of one anyway. Of course, no one did on this world, have that much architectural expertise I mean.

  We paused for a moment, as there seemed to be some exercise going on. There were several people observing from the field, while a guard in training walked cautiously down the street. Another guard in training, apparently playing the crook, walked out of a store laden with ill-gotten goods, or at least I assumed that’s what she carried.

  The trainee said, “Halt.”

  The thief threw a ball of compressed air, which the trainee deflected with a defense of air. There was a short fight, as they tossed air magic at each other. I felt the trainee freeze the air in front of the air that the thief was holding. I wasn’t sure what that would accomplish.

  Then almost laughed, when the trainee attacked the thief from behind, with a blast of air, which picked up the thief, and literally threw her into the trainee’s controlled air. At that point it was over, the thief was stuck like a fly in amber, and couldn’t breathe. She could have continued the attack of course, until she passed out from loss of air anyway.

  An older man said in a loud voice, “Good, enough.”

  The trainee released the pretend thief, and then the instructor came over.

  He bowed to Daphne.

  “Your majesty, I’m Canton. What can we do for you?”

  She smiled, “I was curious, and I just wanted to observe for a while, unless we’ll be a distraction?”

  He shook his head, “Yes. A small distraction, but it will also be good for morale so more than worthwhile. Would you like a tour of the facility? Perhaps when we switch from physical to classroom training?”

  Daphne replied, “That would be very well received, thank you.”

  He bowed again, and returned to his class.

  It was a good morning, and I learned a few more unexpected tricks in apprehending another wielder. Earth and air was the easiest for that though. Fire and water were more damaging. There was really no way to subdue using fire, and while water could use ice to subdue it would be rather harmful.

  After a quick tour of the facility, there weren’t any surprises there, just barracks and classrooms, we headed back to the city to find a tailor shop.

  I may have had to wait in the main room, but while Daphne was measured she had four guards and Lia in the back room with her. The rest of us were in the main room, and right outside the shop to look for any trouble. We spent a couple of hours there, which was about as fun for me as watching paint dry, and Daphne decided to visit the fleet building another day.

  We headed back to the keep for lunch, and really just relaxed and talked the rest of the day. Everyone needed time off, even a queen…

  Chapter Fifteen

  Sure thing or not, soon to be bonded or not, I was as nervous as a fat turkey before Thanksgiving when I headed up to Amara’s room in the keep, just after dinner that night. It had been a long time in coming, perhaps I was nervous that something else would go wrong. I wasn’t really sure and now wasn’t the time for intense self-reflection.

  I knew it wasn’t performance anxiety, I was more than ready to close the deal that way. I already had half a chubby, and I hadn’t even laid my eyes on her yet. In fact, she’d gone out of her way today to stay out of sight after our heart to heart on the beach. Her magic had been there, a constant presence, but that was it.

  That had probably been for the best anyway, I’d thought about tonight too much throughout the day as it was, and had needed my focus to be on Daphne, and her safety, as well as everyone else’s. Whatever it was that had me twisted, I’d get over it soon enough.

  Maybe it was simply the idea of having a third mate. It was an effort to keep up with two of them, even though Sharon and Lia loved me to distraction, and didn’t make things difficult at all. Marriage was hard work, and I was about to have three of them now. The promise of magic just meant we were compatible, meant for each other, and that there would be no deal breaking differences, but that was it.

  The rest of it was up to us to make work. I didn’t want to take them for granted, or even appear to, but I only had so much time in a day. Then again, maybe that was a good thing. I’d had women I dated back on my old Earth call me overprotective, and overbearing at times. Perhaps needing to spread that out to three different women was for the best.

  Enough introspection.

  I took a deep breath and tried to relax as I walked up, and lightly knocked on the door.

  My nerves settled as soon as she opened the door, and I drank her in with my eyes. Her shiny platinum hair was up, revealing the long curves of her neck, and the exotically beautiful lines of her elfin ears added that exotic air. Her gorgeous dark blue eyes were busy studying me, and she had a soft smile on her face. Her robes were of elvish style, but not what she usually wore.

  The one she had on was diaphanous, white, and just sheer enough to catch hints of her soft skin where it flowed, and fairly transparent where the fabric clung to her skin. Lingerie elvish style? It worked, she looked incredibly beautiful, sexy, and alluring, more so than usual.

  She was the most beautiful mortal creature I’d ever laid eyes on, yet I knew then that my imagination hadn’t really done her justice, and I couldn’t wait to see her in all her naked glory.

  My half a chubby, was no longer half at all.

  She smiled wider, with a teasing edge, though her eyes were still lit with approval at my reaction to her, and her own obvious desire, “Would you like to come in Tony?”

  Just how long had I been standing there staring at the perfection of her female form? The beauty of her face, and the look in her eyes. I wasn’t really sure, but apparently too long.

  I shook my head and walked inside, and she shut the door. I caught her scent then, and my cock strained against its confinement.

  I was about to have sex with her, which was marriage here, yet I still felt the same awkward nervousness I’d always had with any woman right before our first kiss.

  She stepped closer to me, and I started to drown in that scent, and my lust and need grew.

  “We’ll talk later my love,” Amara said sultrily, “Elven mating is rather… intense.”

  She stepped into me then, and I leaned my head down to claim her lips.

  I moaned softly, echoing her own moan of approval, at the feel of her warm and soft silken lips, as one hand cupped her cheek, and the other gripped her mouthwateringly thin waist. I was shocked at the strength of the lust that ran through me as our kiss escalated in passion.

  She wrapped her arms around my neck, and aggressively conformed her body against mine, and rubbed her whole body along mine in small movements.

  My right hand ran down her side, and then both circled around her waist, and then down to her supple ass. I squeezed her ass cheeks quite firmly as I pulled her even tighter against me demandingly, and seemed to be completely lost in a haze of lust as she jumped slightly and wrapped her legs around my middle.

  She held on around my neck, and tightened her legs and swiveled her hips, grinding her heat against my bulge.

  She’d said intense, but that didn’t even come close to covering it. We’d just started to kiss, and I was already in a haze of lust and need.

  I had to be in her now, and if her moans and demanding grinds were any indication, she wanted it just as badly.

  She pressed against me and buried her face in my neck, and kissed, sucked, and nibbled below my ear, before she whispered in a pleading tone that set my lust afire.

  “Take me now Tony, make me yours. Don’t worry about being gentle, I’m an elf, and this is normal for a first time for one of us. I need you to possess me, take me, as I will possess you.”

  The next couple of minutes were lost in raw desire, lust, and the need to make her mine. Somehow, we’d made it to the bedroom, and had taken off all our clothes on the way. I had no memory of either, just an overriding need to make her mine as I was lost in her scent, and the feel of her against me.

  I didn’t have the patience or even the ability to pause and take in her naked form, which as I’d suspected was far better than my imagination.

  Her skin was creamy, perfect, and her taught nipples were a dark pink and sitting on her perfect mounds of flesh which were far more generous than the loose clothing that she’d worn had indicated. They were at least C cups, and they stood proudly, firm and supple. Her scent of arousal had reached me, and mixed with the alluring scent of her skin.

  I wanted to truly take in the rest of her, but I was on the edge of control, and needed to take her and fuck her until she was mine.

  She seemed as equally lost as I was, and when her soft hand grasped and started to stroke my cock firmly any ability to wait was lost.

  I didn’t even check her readiness.

  I pulled her legs apart, which she willingly and eagerly parted, lined myself up, and thrust into her hot wet center, spearing between her silken folds and into the depths of her heavenly pussy. I buried myself inside of her in just one firm hard demanding thrust, my balls slapped into her body as our bodies met for the first time.

  A small part of me was worried by this rough and selfish action, but her gasp of pleasure, and the fact that her body arched and thrust up against mine with equal sensual fervor, had squashed even that small minor concern that my mind had been capable of through the haze of lust, desire, need, and love that overwhelmed my mind.

  Yes, there was love there too, just not the gentle making love kind.

  She was so incredibly tight, but so wet that I’d slid in with almost no effort at all, and she felt perfect as her sex tightened around my cock snugly, as it quickly got used to my thick invader. A small part of me noted there was nature magic involved in this intense joining, but it wasn’t until much later when I could think, that I realized her magic had eased what should have been a painful moment as I roughly took her virginity.

  Usually I worked to please the woman I slept with, to make sure she reached satisfaction first, but this insane haze of lust and need turned me into an animal at that point. My only goal was to own her, make her mine utterly and in every way. I started to rut into her, with only thoughts of my own pleasure and filling her with my seed in mind.

  Nothing else mattered, but making her mine.

  I claimed her hard and fast, and her soft body yielded to me, and accepted my hard drilling.

  A small part of me noted the suffuse pleasure and rapture on her face as I fucked her hard and fast, and her body moved in a perfect rhythm with mine, rising up and grinding each time I pushed into her and buried myself in her soft supple body.

  She was mine to take, to own, and although I knew I would be hers, at that moment it didn’t matter.

  It felt like forever as I claimed her, the pleasure of her body, and the way she surrendered herself to me seemed to just go on and on.

  But in reality, it was probably only about five minutes.

  When I felt my balls start to tighten and boil, I just went even faster, and harder. I managed to maintain enough control when the pleasure hit my mind and body like a lightning bolt, to bury myself deeply in her body’s embrace as my seed started to shoot inside of her soft accepting center.

  She too had reached bliss, and I felt her body eagerly milk my seed, as her core contracted and convulsed around me, and her strong legs held our bodies tightly together.

  Then I felt the ephemeral magic bond us together, and for a brief moment, it was like the goddess was there with us. I was fairly sure though, that was just my imagination.

  Then… I felt like a selfish asshole, even if she had enjoyed it.

  “What was that?”

  She giggled, and pulled me down by my neck for a kiss.

  This one was soft, lingering, and filled with love. It lasted a long time, as I gently but still passionately explored her mouth with my own. The lust for her body and the pleasure it had on me was still there, but it was normal now, and completely overshadowed by the caring, love, and respect I had for Amara.

  “I told you elvish mating was rather intense. Our magic is the cause of that, while I hope we get a little wild on occasion in the future, it won’t ever be so… mindlessly selfish again.”

  I supposed that even made sense. Elven magic was of nature, as were their bodies. In hindsight, it didn’t surprise me that their magic would be entwined with their mating and racial survival instincts. Actually, I’d have been more surprised if it hadn’t been. Clearly, even if I couldn’t wield elven magic, it could still be used on me.

  “I love you Amara.”

  She looked deep into my eyes and smiled, and then she said, “I love you too Tony.”

  I pulled out my flagging cock reluctantly, and rolled to the side. I caressed her stomach, and brushed the bottom of her breasts as I broke eye contact, and finished my visual exploration of her supple sexy body.

  Her body was beautiful in shape and form. Athletic and supple, which lent her grace in her movements, but she was also just short of voluptuous, and she had a perfect hourglass figure. I suppose in a way, her body was average, neither wholly athletic, or voluptuous, but right there in the middle of the extremes. Except, perfectly so. At least, by my own tastes.

  She smiled, “What are you doing?”

  I smirked, “Taking a good look at what’s mine. I didn’t get a good look earlier.”

  She blushed, “What do you think?”

  That the most beautiful mortal I’d ever laid eyes on seemed concerned about my opinion of her body was actually quite startling. I suppose it shouldn’t have been, she was still just a normal woman after all.

  I winked, “I think that I’m ready for round two.”

  Her eyes widened a bit at that, but then she sighed in pleasure, when I moved back between her legs and slid between her still very wet and puffy labia.

  I felt her tighten around me, and she thrust up gently as I ground into her.

  We didn’t really make love the second round either, but I was a lot more attentive to her needs, and paid very close attention to the reactions of her body beneath mine as we coupled and explored each other. All my mates were different, and I’d delight on discovering just what Amara liked tonight. We had hours before we’d be forced to sleep.

  She caressed my face, and looked up into my eyes with such love, contentment, pleasure, and even awe that it took my breath away.

  She said in breathless pleasure as our bodies moved together, “You feel so good in me, I feel so full, and complete.”

  I replied, rather breathless myself, “I’m yours love, and tonight is so much better than I’d imagined.”

  Her eyes widened, and I felt her tremble as she reached her peak, and fell off into ecstasy. It wasn’t a very large orgasm, but it was a start.

  I never stopped, and just kept pleasuring her through it with a steady rhythm as I worked my cock in and out of her tight sex.

  We alternated for the next several hours, between making love, fucking, something in between the two, and just cuddling and talking. One of the things we talked about was how things would be different, and she indicated she’d be a lot more visible, and with us now. I was a little curious how that would affect the dynamic at tomorrow’s breakfast.

  My heart was more than full, when I held her in my arms, both of us beyond sated, as we went to sleep. It was one of the best nights of my life, and the sex was only a part of the reason. I was finally bonded to my elf, and we were both happy. That night was one of the top three nights of my life anyway, the other two of course, were the first nights that I’d spent with and bonded to both Sharon and Lia…

  Chapter Sixteen

  I wound up skipping my normal run the next morning.

  What’s a guy to do? When I woke up, it was to Amara mounting me, which honestly felt like a better use of my time. She looked incredibly sensuous, and erotic, as she slowly rode my cock to completion, and I followed her into ecstasy.

  After our morning love session, and a shower, I channeled Lia’s air magic, and we moved all of Amara’s stuff up to the suite of rooms Lia, Sharon, and I shared. Things really would be different now, and at twenty-four I’d had enough of a libido to wonder right then as we hung up her clothes, about how our first foursome would go.

  I cut that thought off though, we would already be the last one’s downstairs, my magic told me that. I didn’t have any more time this morning to play with Amara.

  Both Lia and Sharon were already gone from the room before we’d gotten there, so we headed straight down to breakfast, perhaps a little bit late, but not too much so. We made it down there before the food was served at any rate, and no one looked overly surprised as Amara sat down with us. I imagined we’d been fodder for last night’s gossip.