Chapter 101 – The Feast and the Centaur

The girls who didn't feel like joining me for the speech were already sitting down. The table is split between my harem and the Baroness's harem. I have a spot at the head of the table; the place to my left is also free. Elyne already sits to the right. Syro moves a few spots down, joining the rest of my wives. Liuva takes the free place to the left, sitting beside her husband and then her two wives.

I take my spot and sit down, not willing to give another speech. If they wanted to here one, they could've joined me at the wall.

"Dear, you aren't going to say anything? You're just digging right in," Syro teases with a small shake of her head.

"I gave a speech. You all decided to miss it. But, if I must, thank you, Liuva, for counting on me and supporting me. I hope we can continue to make this a safe city for all to live in. Thank you, my wives, for joining me and helping in protecting our great nation. Now, let us enjoy the spoils of our effort!" Not caring for their reaction, I dig in, cutting a slice of meat to try out.

The smell as I bring it to my mouth gets my mouth watering, and when it hits my tongue, I know I'm going to overeat. The maids were generous with the seasoning and cooked it perfectly. I saved the tender first bite, getting the most out of it.

With the first bite taken, the rest of the table joins in, each face lighting up as they get a taste. The maids come around and pour the wine. I noticed I have a special bottle.

Wondering what they did, I take a sip and find they watered it down.

"What is this? " I shouted, drawing a laugh from my wives and some smiles from the maids.

"Your wives are worried about you. Drinking so much isn't healthy," Liuva dares to tease.

"Am I pregnant? I think Isda would be safe to drink this. Is one of your wives pregnant? The maids must have switched out the bottles by mistake."

"Yes, we were blessed with a pregnancy a month ago. But she is just drinking water," Vankas says, pointing to his left. The girl blushes a bit as she holds up her clear glass.

"Well, congratulations on that," I say. "But, in some circles, this would be treason. Meat this good should be paired with a fine wine, not water with a bit of flavor."

"Dear, just eat. We don't want you getting sick just as we leave," Elyne says, holding a piece of meat to my mouth. "Bite."

I give her a small frown but accept the meat. If they offer me more, I'll take it.

"Good girl," she continues, asking me to punish her tonight.

"Hmph," is all I give her before returning to my own pile to eat from. Earning myself another laugh from my wives, the others a bit scared to speak out after my treason joke.

I down the glass of watered-down wine after my next bite. Watching carefully as my head maid brings back the special bottle with a smug smile. She pours me another glass of the light red drink. She even dares to give a little wiggle of her ass when she turns around, which I, of course, smack. Naughty thing.

"I can't believe my house cares so little for me. Vankas, you were talking earlier about your writing. I can't trust my wives to give me a good story right now. Perhaps you can," I say.

"You're putting me on the spot, your Highness. Luckily for me, I was copying a story or prophecy from our Temple to the Goddess of Love. The priestesses are fighting over which it is which is why I was copying it. They wish to send the story around and get a consensus on the matter. It is quite the story, and if it is a prophecy, I hope for the family that fulfills it," He says. He wipes a bit of wine from his mouth and starts the story.

The seed of a royal family found herself unable to love her family. Forced into her position, she looked to the Goddess of Love to divorce and pursue her true loves.

The Goddess of Love started the proceedings, but Goddess after Goddess showed up taking sides. The seed, the head wife, and even some of the other wives all had Goddesses backing them. Each wanted the family to do something different.

Sides were taken and even the Goddess backing the same person didn't agree on everything. Inside the domain of Love, the Goddesses had to play by her rules.

Time ticked by, yet an agreement still couldn't be found. Only one Goddess backed a divorce; the rest refused until. 'Sorry, this word was crossed out, blotched over, wiped, removed, so something showed up. What I do not know.' threatened to take the seed away and give her all she asked for.

The Goddess now threatened to force the head wife to accept the seed's demands, unwilling to let the newcomer take the seed.

Without her backers, the head wife agreed.

"It's an old text written in the ancient tongue, so we don't know the tense, but this seems to be something more likely to happen in the olden days, so I think it is something that happened in the past or an old warning that went out of favor for one reason or another," Vankas finishes up.

To him an old warning; for me, something I pray is just an old story about some old hated Goddess. Old church stories are all the same. Do as the Goddess says, or they'll find a way to fuck you over. Over the years it seems the Goddesses have settled down a lot and let us have our freedom. Not to the point that you can go out of your way to offend them, but then let the small stuff slide.

"Thaank yooouu phor the story," I slur out holding my glass up for a toast. "To loving you, wives!" I shout. The table raises their glasses, and we all take a long drink, except for Miss Pregnant. It's not the same with water.

"Thank you for the feast, Lady Liuva. It seems our dear wife has still managed to drink too much despite our attempts to stop her," Syro says, standing up and walking up to me. We have an early day tomorrow, and it would be best that she isn't too hungover for the ride, so I think we have to call it—at least for the Princess."

"I can..."

"No, no, you can not. Don't make me have Geta tie you to the bed," she threatens, pulling me out of my chair.

"Then Elyne comes with me. She teased me too much tonight!"

"Yes, honey," she whispers. She tries to hide herself from the embarrassment of publicly being called into my bed, but you can't hide a horse's body. Syro just keeps dragging me out of the hall. A few maids follow to help her.

One takes the lead and directs us to my bedroom. The maids don't follow us in, knowing we can handle the dressing portion of this night.

"Syro, help me get Elyne naked. We've been married for so long, yet she hasn't come to my bed. I barely got a good look at her at the wedding," I shout out. Stumbling out of Syro's arms and over to Elyne. Her face is bright red as I fall into her tits.

"Fine, I wouldn't mind spending some playing with a centaur," she says, giving me a smack on the ass. "I'll get her behind; you get out of her tits and get her front off."

"Don't I get a say in this?" Elyne says, keeping me smothered in her soft tits.

"You married that elf. Eventually, you'll be called into bed. Putting it off just hurts you," Syro says, giving the horse a light slap.

"I guess that is true. Be gentle."

"I wiilll beeee," I say, free of her tits. "Arms up!"

I get her little dress off her front, her tits flopping free for me to grab and massage. Earning me a little surprise yelp.

"You didn't even wrap them up. You wanted me to call you to bed," I tease.

"Shut up."

My hands trace down her stomach and find the end of her human waist, finding the little wet slit.

"Do you have a human womb," I whisper.

"And another back here," Syro says.

"Yes," she moans out. "Rare, but some get both wombs. Most just have one that is for show."

"Oh, you are worried about Alzi, aren't you. Getting pregnant in both the front and the back. Alzi could do it and would," Syro says. Elyne just nods around as Syro must be playing with her back slit. I pull out a lovely dildo, one hand lining it up with her front slit, the other pulling her into a kiss.

Her tight slit hugging the dildo as I slowly push it in.

"Too much," she fights to say between kisses. Syro must be filling her now.

"You best get used to it now. Alzi will be so much worse," Syro says from behind. I keep her locked in a kiss, grinding my hips to stretch the tight hole.

We start moaning into each other's mouths; a soft slapping sound comes from her backside as Syro starts to truly fuck the virgin centaur. Not willing to be outdone, I start on the front. Breaking off our kiss so I can focus on thrusting. Elyne is a moaning mess as she gets her two holes fucked. My hands playing with her massive tits.

"FUCK!" she screams out, her four legs shaking as she orgasms. Neither Syro nor I have finished yet, so we keep going, letting her squirm as we pound her sensitive holes.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" Syro lets out behind her. I use the nipple in front of my face to suppress my own moans as I finish, falling into the half-awake Elyne.

"I'm tired," I whisper as things fade to black.