Chapter 241 – Wife Waiting in the Bed

*** Alzi ***

The sun set a while ago, as the nobles always demand to be healed before the next day comes. With night comes an even worse cold than before, but I let Shyla bundle us up this time before going to our tent, only to find Geta there on my bed.

"Hello, dear," Geta says. "I know you're busy and tired, but I wanted to check in on you. We all know it's got to be hard getting thrown into all of this. Elora is working on getting the nobles to stop complaining. You're doing an amazing job right now."

"Thanks," I say. "It is hard having them come in constantly. I can never finish healing one unless I'm willing to let the new ones coming in die."

"I'm sorry. Am I taking the bed from you? I didn't mean to make you two stand," Geta says, scooting over on my bed.

"No," I say. "Just wondering what I should do. We have limited time together, right?"

"Yes, dear," Geta says.

"Then show me your body," I say, moving over, Shyla already helping me strip.

"Dear?" Geta asks, freezing at my request.

I don't know why, but she lets me push her down and straddle her waist. Her eyes widen.

"We don't have time to stall," I say. "Want to use those massive muscles to help me?" My hands move along her arms, a stupid coat stopping me from truly feeling them.

"What do you mean, dear?" Geta says again. How is she so dense this time? She had no problem moving right into sex before.

"Strip and fuck me while my maid guzzles my cock," I say. "I need mana, and I can give you some. We don't have time for a massage, so only I get the true help. You did sit in my bed."

"What?"

"Lady Geta," Shyla says, stripping off my layers. "If you are sitting in my Lady's bed, you must be prepared."

"If that helps you?" Geta says, finally returning my touch. Her hand slides along my now exposed belly. "I wouldn't mind tangling with my wife."

"Good, then put those powerful hips to work," I say.

"You got so big so fast, dear," Geta says, still on her back for some reason. "You want your big, strong warrior wife to hold your belly as she rails you from behind? Is that what the Dragon wants?"

"Yes," I say.

"Then give me a kiss," Geta says, finally moving in the right direction. Shyla's naked body presses into my back, her hand fondling the cock that's about to go down her throat.

I take Geta's lips for just a second, my mana and body wishing for us to move forward with the night.

Geta slides out from under me and starts to slip off her layers. She's wised up to my needs and doesn't take too long, but I agree that it is important to give a little show when stripping. Her hard muscles slowly come into view as the layers slip away.

Shyla takes her place upside down, her lips and tongue already preparing my cock for a trip down her throat.

"Soon, I'm going to need you to pound me into a bed," Geta says, a strapon covering her pussy.

"Pound my cock into my maid's throat," I groan, the tip of my cock struggling to stay still under the tongue assault Shyla is sending my way.

"As you wish, my dear dragon," Geta says. "But first, you should get my tool ready for the job. We need to be kind to our great Dragon, don't we?" Her massive form drops to her knees before me, her hand gently petting my long hair—a gentle encouragement to move forward.

"That's a good girl," Geta says as I take the dildo into my mouth. "Fuck, that tongue can really work. Yes, just like that. Get it nice and wet for me. Shyla, you'd better have your throat ready to accept my dear's cock."

Shyla doesn't give Geta a response, but she does take my cock deep for me. Enough to prove she's ready for Geta to switch holes.

The dildo isn't anything crazy for me to take. It's enough to reach near the back of my mouth, and I don't need much to get off. Especially with a hole to work my stiff cock into.

"Give it a small kiss when you're ready for it to take that tight pussy of yours," Geta says, her rough hand gently working through my silky hair.

I pop the dildo out of my mouth and give the tip a small kiss. My mana is already a bit higher than when we started, but not high enough to stop. Not that I would; these two have gotten me needing a good release, my balls begging to release a load.

"Every move you make is sexy," Geta says, shuffling around me. "Better be ready, Shyla, and I won't forget to hold your belly, dear."

Geta's hands slide down my wings until they reach my ass. She gives it a soft slap before running them over my hips and to my growing belly, my kids kicking against the new hands. Still, it's nothing I can't handle, but it's much larger than when there was just one kid in there.

Shyla moves her hands to the backs of my thighs and waits for Geta to push in. I'm sure her eyes are watching the dildo as it teases my pussy.

"I'm dripping," I say. "Just push it in."

"As my dear wishes," Geta says. My folds split apart as the slick dildo passes through them, my walls ready to grip the invading rod. "Just as good as I remember, beauty."

"Yes, but this won't give my maid her fill."

"The babies."

"I've had triple your size slammed into me when I'm ready to give birth to six kids," I say. "Just don't use your mana, and we'll be fine."

This time, she doesn't answer me. Her hips push against my ass and don't stop, forcing my cock down Shyla's throat. Shyla's gurgled cries are what finally get Geta to back up.

A real thrust comes through next. Her hips slap into my ass with a crisp clap, marking the true start of her domination.

"Fuck, is your pussy perfect, Alzi!" Geta screams out. "Is. This. Better?"

"Yes, yes, yes," I moan out. "Faster." Oh, it feels sssooooo good to have my dick inside a woman again. Her lips wrapped tight around my cock, her tongue runs along its length before I'm forced into her throat by Geta. Her strong hands carefully hold my belly for me, taking a literal weight off my back for a bit.

My tits swing into my belly with each powerful thrust. Her power shakes my entire body and shoots heat through my core.

Fuck. Why am I letting her fuck me again? This should have been my turn. "Oh, fuck," I say. "Right there. Right there!"

I can give Shyla a load before putting one in Geta.

"Damn, Alzi, you have me so close," Geta groans. "Clench just like that. Fuck, your pussy is a trap."

"Harder, make me put a load down Shyla's throat!"

"Yes, Alzi. Oh, yes. I'm there, I'm there!"

I feel the powerful woman shudder behind me, and my own toes curl as my ropes of cum shoot down Shyla's throat. But my eyes are still seeing pink as Geta rolls to the side, her legs left open enough for me to dive in. Copious amounts of Shyla's spit lubes my cock, and I can pull her strapon away into my own storage.

I pounce on her and let out a bit of my erotic touch to make sure she's wet and ready for me, but I soon find out that isn't needed. She's absolutely drenched between her legs, and my cock slides right to her cervix with ease.

"What are you doing, Alzi?" Geta says.

"Fucking you," I say, my hips working hard to move my belly and cock. My hands find the massive tits before me, pinching her perked-up nipples and peeling out a beautiful moan from her lips.

"Oh, fuuuuuuck!" Geta says, forgetting about her question.

My cock wants nothing more than to breed the womb it's attacking, my orgasm coming faster than normal. I can stop it if I want to, but I need to do this before she gets her senses back.

"Geta, take my seed!" I shout. The warrior just moans in response, letting my virile baby batter splash into her womb.

"My Lady!" Shyla coughs. "My Lady, we are at war. You should not be getting her pregnant!"

"My collar didn't stop me, and she didn't stop me," I say. What was the rule? Did I dodge around a rule? It didn't even try to shock me, but where did all my lust go?

"My Lady, that is hardly an excuse. You didn't use any mana on her womb, right?"

"No, and Geta doesn't seem to mind."

"She doesn't seem to be here right now, my Lady," Shyla says. "She is just staring up at the ceiling. Geta, I'm not sure what just happened between you and my Lady, but it is getting late. Let me help you dress."

"Ok," Geta says. "How did my strapon come off?"

"I took it," I say, holding it out for her.

"Oh, thanks, Alzi."

Geta seemed strange as Shyla dressed her, rubbing her body like she had forgotten how big her muscles were or something.

Did I really surprise her that much?

"Goodbye, dear," Geta says, shuffling out of my tent.

"Bye," I say to a closing flap.

"Now, my Lady," Shyla says. "Will you be getting any more wives pregnant? If so, I may have to tell them to stay away. Except for Princess Elora, and now Geta."

"Geta is pregnant?"

"With your increased level, Skills, and everything, what do you think?"

"Maybe?"

"Try 'most likely,' my Lady," Shyla says. "Wait, did you get a burst of mana?"

"I wasn't watching. You were yelling at me, and Geta was weird."

"Sorry for that, my Lady," Shyla says with a forced smile. "We should get some sleep. The next time you need to breed a new woman, pick one of the injured commoners, your healers, or me, please, my Lady. This war needs the women with mana fighting. This is for your kid."

"I know. I just saw her and really wanted to have sex, and then I really wanted to fuck her. I mean, the last time we shared a bed, she fucked me. I should get to fuck my wives sometime, right? Why is the husband the one getting pounded over and over? When do I get to be the man?"

"You like being another wife more than a husband."

"Shut up," I say. "I like using my cock. Come up with a better design for the men's outfit, and I would be willing to wear it. It's not my fault suits are just annoying."

"I'm working on it, my Lady. But can we sleep, please?"

"Yes."