He Asks How You Mated

Both you and your husband laugh as you say "He **** me, of course."

"Oh." your son responds

"But don't think that's the only way to win a girl's heart. I actually would avoid it, if possible. Just because I found love in your father, don't mean your mate will in you, if you decide to **** her." You say

"Even though he **** you, you fell in love with him?" your son asks

"Not right away." You say your mind wandering back to this morning, and even further back. Now inside an elf body, you could understand why some many weaker girls just broke and the rest learned to love their mates like you.

Your husband leans in close to you as he fucks you, and gives you a deep loving kiss, before saying, "She didn't fall in love with me until she gave birth to your oldest brother."

"How did you two meet?" your son asks.

You smile at your son as new old memories flood back in, your face filled with pleasure. "Your father found me as I was picking flowers outside of my kingdom. I escaped my family that day, just to be on my own for once. Your grandfather had me on a tight leash, planning every moment of every day for me. He had my whole life planned out to the smallest detail. But he never counted on your father, and he instantly fell in love the moment he laid eyes on me. I took a little convincing, but he eventually won me over. I'm sure you can win over whoever strikes your fancy, Honey."

Status: In the mind of a female elf named Seria, married, horny, addicted to orc cum, in denial