The queen’s voice was threateningly sweet, “On the contrary, it’s the perfect choice. While I’m negotiating with the Blackwood and Carmichael mercenaries for two fleets each for a month, you’re going to be keeping your promise to Liandra Combs.”

  Oh, right. The destroy her world, burn her resort of sin to the ground, kill her, and destroy the Lincoln mercenary fleets promise. The one he’d made, if they came after him and his ship, and essentially declared war on Moiroi. Which they had, when coming to Wilde’s support out of petty revenge.

  He smiled, “Of course, Dani. That does sound… like a pleasant task. She’s one twisted and evil bitch.”

  She nodded sharply, “It’s a minor issue in the scheme of things, but we can’t let other mercenary groups get the idea they can fuck with my kingdom and live to tell about it. You will ensure they all get nightmares at merely contemplating the idea. I haven’t forgotten the Wilde mercenary group that is run by Vice Admiral Megan Wilde of the Confederacy either, but that will have to wait until we’ve dealt with the immediate invasion. Taking down Liandra and the rest of Lincoln is just a happy opportunity while we deal with our main focus.”

  “Understood.”

  She smirked, “You’re turned on right now,” she accused in a playful and amused tone, “I’m acting all savage about my kingdom and its enemies, and I can feel your cock poking my ass.”

  He nodded shamelessly, “You’re hot when you’re pissed and protective of me and the kingdom.”

  Gia interjected, “If it matters, your scary tone makes me a little wet too, Dani.”

  Daniella giggled, “Damnit, you guys messed up my rage moment. Umm…” she trailed off with a slightly breathy sigh.

  He answered her unasked question, “No, we really don’t have time for me to ream your ass with you bent over the table.”

  She sighed lustily, mostly playfully, “I suppose not. How about you two?”

  Allison shrugged, “You turn me on all the time.”

  Riesa winked, which was answer enough. All of his ladies were insatiable.

  Daniella said slyly, “Could you four do me a favor, and grab all our bags. We do have about three quarters of an hour to be on the Battleship Corona before it moves out.”

  The Corona was the battleship Kimberly was on, and he wasn’t surprised at all they’d be going on their mission on that ship, probably with the three fleets right behind them.

  They all laughed, and then got up and left the two of them alone.

  She studied him for a moment, “What’s on your mind?”

  He said, “The future, if we survive what’s going on. You still haven’t said why the others won’t be a problem, especially my child with Leanne.”

  She shook her head, “I didn’t? Sorry. It’s not brain surgery. In the public eye, we get married, and those four become your concubines. For real I mean, including oaths of lifetime service, not just the short ones they have now, and of course that oath will include their bodies. Save Leanne I mean, who is already a concubine in all but name, with her lifetime oaths. Anyway, it has to be above board and official for the public and even the nobility.

  “So in the eyes of the people, I’m queen, and you’re my prince consort, but you also have a modestly small harem of beautiful woman to see to your needs when I can’t bother with you.”

  He raised an eyebrow.

  She giggled, “In reality, our reality, we’ll all be a true family. A family that you rule, my love, in private. A family that spends every night in the same bed, whether I’m in the mood for sex or not. There will be rumors, but we won’t respond to them. Does that settle your worries?”

  He nodded, “It was more the appearances I was worried about, for your sake, but that public face will take care of that, won’t it.”

  She kissed him tenderly, and then said in a softly sensuous and seductive voice, “If you’re satisfied, then shut up and fuck my ass already. Consider it a royal command to defile my tight innocent little ass if you must. I love how you feel in my ass, taking it, using it, filling me with naughty pleasure and dirty shame to create a euphoria that I can’t even explain. I don’t understand it, I just know I need it, need your fat cock plundering my ass. Please, my love, fuck my innocent little ass,” she said the last breathily.

  He was also as hard as a rock.

  “Your wish is my pleasure, but begging will get you anything.”

  She giggled naughtily, as he manhandled her, and bent her right over the table. She was in one of her beautiful royal dresses, and to his shock he found out she wasn’t wearing panties under it, the sexy dark brunette minx was going to kill him, and she was more than a little wet for him already. Likely from sitting on his lap all meal.

  He of course, did as he was commanded, and used her liquid anticipation and a judicious amount of spit to lube up his cock and her tight little hole, before he pushed his way in. He wasn’t all that surprised, but he was turned on and out of his mind with lust, when his queen pushed back hard into him, opening herself up to him as she eagerly and forcefully impaled her own ass on his pleasure.

  He reached around her body and started to tease and squeeze her fat and gloriously tight nipples as he worked his way swiftly into her tight little ass. He loved the sensuously sexy whimpering sounds she made as he teased her breasts and buried his cock in her ass. It always took tons of foreplay and preparation to fuck any of his other ladies in the ass, even though they loved it, because of his fat as hell cock. But his exquisitely beautiful and sexy queen took him in her ass almost easily, as she’d already mastered the ability to relax those muscles. She craved it, the burn and the wicked feeling of submission and shame, joined with the lush tingling feeling of pleasure it engendered.

  He quite enjoyed the taboo of it as well, the dirty naughtiness, that was only further enhanced by the fact she was the queen and ruler of twenty-two worlds.

  She was also whispering and whimpering, “So good, in my ass, oh fuck, oh goddess, so big, never stop, fucking my sweet ass. It was made for this cock,” and the naughty words just kept coming with each panted breath, and he wasn’t even sure if she was aware that she was talking out loud.

  They didn’t have a whole lot of time, and when she said she wanted to get fucked in the ass, it wasn’t just hyperbole. She loved to be reamed hard there, as hard as he ravished her sex, and that’s exactly what he did almost right after being buried, which threw them both into a headlong rush toward ecstasy.

  His queen was screaming so wildly during it that he threw out a muffling spell, so they wouldn’t recreate that last faux pas by a servant running in and seeing him violate and defile her most sacred place.

  His control wasn’t helped by the view either, her perfect and petitely supple little bubbled ass cheeks, as he slid his cock between them into her lewdly stretched puckered hole. It was… so hot. The intense milking action of her tight sphincter and the hot silken friction were even more mind-blowing than her sex, if not quite as lushly snug, soft, and comfortable, the mental fodder of the lewd act more than made up for that small lack.

  She squeezed so tightly around him as she came, that he couldn’t help but follow.

  She screamed, “Yes, in my ass! Cum in my ass!” even as he started to pulse his seed into her bowels.

  He was in awe of her, even as he had an epiphany of sorts, and finally felt the truth of it in his gut. That what she’d admitted to him three days ago hadn’t just been naughty talk, or to titillate or seduce him. Or even a tease laced with some small bit of exaggerated truth. He kind of knew that already, but he hadn’t really felt it in his gut. Now he did.

  His queen truly was his shameless ass slut, and clearly if she’d been begging for it, then he needed to see to it more than once every few days. Every other day, at the least, because making his goddess queen beg was not one of his fantasies, and apparently one of hers was having her ass taken by him without a by your leave and in surprise. So it just made sense to do it that way to his way of thinking.

  She was still trembling around him and under him long after he’d come down from his exquisite ecstasy, as he ground against her with their bodies flush, trying to extend her orgasm just a little longer.

  They had just enough time to clean the mess, before the others got back with all their things packed. He wanted to make love to her badly, after their nasty and wild coupling, but that’d have to wait until they were settled in on the ship and on the way to New Blessing. He also prudently, used a spell to incinerate the linen napkins used to clean up, and also used an air spell to erase the scent of sex in the room, so the servants wouldn’t pick up on the fact of what they’d done.

  He’d always guard her reputation, as a matter of course. Even if it was already a little sullied, given the publicity of their past indiscretion.

  The six of them were back together onboard ship on the Admiral’s bridge. Fleet Admiral Kimberly was there as well, and there was plenty of staff working in the background on the bridge’s lower deck. That meant they were far less casual and there was a level of formality between them, which felt natural enough to him and the others despite the casual lovers they were behind closed doors.

  It was also perhaps a good thing. A reality check that he ruled over their personal lives at the queen’s sufferance. Just as the other ladies were sworn to him, in the end he’d obey any order and happily fulfill any request his queen made of him. His loyalty to the royal family was absolute, his word and honor dear to him and he believed in his queen as well.

  Yet, it wasn’t a conflict as far as he saw it. It was the natural order of things. She was a queen as the others were ladies outside the bedroom, but in the bedroom and behind closed doors they were all also women that simply wanted to be cherished by a strong man and taken care of.

  They were also well on their way to the FTL line, their vector far enough away from the six fleets it would be impossible for them to intercept. Especially because they’d waited that hour to move out, the enemy fleets were too far in toward the planet, and away from the FTL line, to turn back and FTL around the line to intercept them that way.

  He’d just gotten done catching up Admiral Kimberly on their discussions, and the admiral was obviously going over it all in her mind.

  Kimberly eventually said, “It’s a realistic approach to the problem, as a set of high-level goals.”

  The queen replied, “Agreed. We know why the prelate should say yes to us. As far as what she’ll ask in return, there’s nothing we can do or plan about that until she asks during the talks. What we need to work out for this meeting is how we approach it. As a state visit, I have no choice but to take at least a fleet with me, and I suspect three fleets would be seen as too threatening. So we need to decide how many of our ships to leave a light year out or so from New Blessing, where they won’t get involved.

  “As for coordinating three more fleets for each world invaded, one each from fifteen of our other worlds to free the other five planets, I’d like you to come up with a detailed plan including logistics by the time we leave New Blessing. For Bright Star we’ll just be picking up mercenary fleets, but we still need the battle plan and timing to activate the hidden defenses. So, consider those subjects for future reports and meetings.”

  The admiral replied, “Understood, your majesty. My staff and I will handle it.”

  She said, “Excellent, at the moment I need to focus on the state visit, for this meeting. So, any ideas are welcome.”

  Leanne said, “We should negotiate your visit before showing up. A misunderstanding there could doom your counter campaign to failure. I would also think one fleet for form’s sake would be more than enough. We could suggest this ship heading in alone to deliver us to the temple, while the rest of the fleet stays on station at the FTL line.”

  Admiral Kimberly frowned, “That would put us at their mercy.”

  Dacen shook her head, “She’s thinking of me. A single fleet wouldn’t be a threat against their fleets or protections in orbit, and she’d be no safer with them along and it would only put them in danger for no reason. On the other hand, if we were betrayed and only on one ship, I could easily teleport it back to the fleet, and we could slip away long before they could give chase.

  “Which brings up a secondary option. The honor guard fleet can all stay at the FTL line. I’m quite familiar with the temple layout and grounds from my first visit. It wouldn’t be hard to just teleport our party straight there from the FTL line. All we would have to negotiate is an honor guard, if the five of us would be enough, or if we should push for a squad of royal marines as an honor guard and to secure the suite she is given.”

  Leanne nodded, “That is what I was thinking. Bringing a whole fleet to New Blessing orbit would both raise tensions unnecessarily on both sides in the navies, and in the end only serve to make a quick exit harder if it became necessary.”

  Kimberly said, “Understood. I think we should push both the ship and a squad of royal guards in the opening of the negotiations for a state visit. Once we’re safely away from the solar system, we can drop back out into normal space and do it from there.”

  Daniella smiled, “Agreed, admiral. Then when we compromise and leave the ship behind, or just have these five as my escorts, she’ll feel the need to be more conciliatory on other issues in the give and take of political compromise.”

  Leanne laughed, “She’ll see right through such a ploy of course, but it will still have an effect. I suspect the prelate will want to help, and she’ll see the need to help despite placing her people in harm’s way, but she’ll need things to point out to her detractors and allies to make them buy into it.”

  He nodded slowly, “My first visit went much that way, almost like I was allied with her against her political opponents, as we hammered out an honest and equal treaty behind closed doors. I think another advantage there are the incidents with the Confederacy assassins trying to prevent our current treaty with them, and as a result all political ties between the Grand Communion and the Leshien Confederacy had been severed.

  “I don’t believe Prelate Aria will let her personal likes, dislikes, or vendettas make her decision, she cares for her people too much to be that selfish. But it won’t hurt that she has personal reasons both to assist us and to get vengeance on the confederacy. It will at the least make her more open to accepting other logical arguments for pulling our fat out of the fire.”

  Daniella looked at him in amusement, at his colorful metaphor no doubt.

  “All good points, thank you. My instincts are saying to use all those arguments, and state that her help would be mutually beneficial, even if her payoff is more long term against a larger confederacy eventually absorbing them as well.

  “She will ask for more, and just between us she’d be right to do so, but I don’t think we should open the door on it or acknowledge it until it happens. Then I’ll have to make my choice.”

  Kimberly said, “I agree, your majesty.”

  “Alright, let’s do it. Drop out at an appropriate light year distance from the world, but also ensure we’re still close enough for live communications. I’ll start the negotiations right away. We can’t rush it, but we also only have a few weeks to get all our preparations for a counter-attack done, so we must move with as much alacrity as we can without giving offense.”

  That made sense. They had established a communications relay between both governments as part of the treaty he’d negotiated, but that relay could only be used if they were within ten light years of the Bright Star system, or another of their worlds.

  “Your majesty, the relay could be destroyed, if they know about it. They’ll no doubt want to claim our space-based infrastructure rather than destroy it since we’re offering no initial resistance, but they’ll have no interest in a direct line of communication with the Grand Communion.”

  She nodded, “If the worst happens, then we’ll have to negotiate by message instead of a live video call. Hopefully we’ll complete the negotiations for the conference and state visit before that happens.”

  She was right, there was little else to be done about it. Some problems could only be anticipated, and then contingencies made as they developed. Sometimes there was no way to prevent it.

  He just hoped he was right, and that the enemy’s short occupation wouldn’t be a brutal one. If they’d stayed to fight, that wouldn’t have changed anything for their citizens, and they’d have been destroyed. Ceding the world for a short time had been the right decision, and it would confound the enemy as well and slow down their enemy’s plans as they tried to figure out what the queen was up to.

  But logic wouldn’t make it easy to accept the harm done, if they were wrong about the confederacy’s intentions and methods toward bringing the population in line. Terror and force would work just as well in cowing the populace as grand promises would work to soothe them.

  Another thing they had little choice in. If they threw away the fleets, then there’d be no coming back from that. They’d have already lost. Either way, their populations would be at the mercy of the enemy, so better to live to fight another day.

  The queen’s plan was bold and full of risks, but he couldn’t think of anything else that would have a better chance of success.

  Chapter Five

  The sounds of sensual muffled whimpers of ecstasy and mewls of pain filled the room as Leanne went over the edge under his carnal assault. He’d recognized the need in her as soon as they’d had a moment alone. He’d forcefully ripped her suit down her body, then bent her over the side of the bed. Then he’d gripped her wrists and had held, still held, both of them tightly with his left hand at the small of her back, enabling him to pin her down with the same hand freeing his right to give her a punishing spanking which had put her on the edge.

  Then when he’d forced his cock into her from behind, she started to cum nonstop for his harsh and powerful drilling. It was a dark thing when he fed her kink, and he had to admit a part of him was turned on beyond belief as he ravished her so forcefully. Took her without regard for her pleasure, even unto making sure it hurt a little in his dominance. His right hand alternated between punishing slaps of her ass, and brutal squeezes of her breasts and nipples.