Months pass and Jenny and Marcus settle into married life

"Have the servants clean the large dining hall thoroughly as well." The young consort commanded, trying to sit as straight as he could, like a proper king addressing his subject. By the nervous look on the face of the castle steward he was meeting with, a young man who Jenny had raised to the position not long after her takeover, he was doing alright at it. "I want it to look perfect so we can start preparing for the winter Banquet next month."

"Of course, your highness, I can arrange that." The steward nodded hurriedly. "But it...was my understanding that Her Majesty was not going to arrange a banquet this year. She...believes such events to be an unnecessary distraction from the vital work of reorganizing the Kingdom." His gaze flickered down, clearly the poor man was feeling the pressure of being caught between the two sibling sovereigns.

"I know that's what Her Majesty says." Marcus smiled slightly, imagining his dear wife sternly proclaiming such a silly thing in one of her council meetings. It was so like her to be so strict, but...sometimes it was okay not to be. "But we're going to have the banquet anyway. It's important we show the nobility that some things at least are returning to normal under the new Queen's reign. And we'll arrange a celebration in town for the common people as well, bring the Kingdom together for a day at least. I know there will be complaints about the cost, but it'll do so much more for us to give everyone a chance to relax and see things are changing for the better." He leaned in closer to the young steward, smiling reassuringly at the nervous man. "Don't worry about the Queen, I'll speak to her and make sure she agrees." His lips twitched playfully. Jenny could be very stubborn sometimes, but by now he knew exactly how to get her in a more agreeable mood.

"Yes, your highness." The steward replied, then turned on his heels and strode quickly away, hopefully to make some progress arranging things for the banquet. Marcus sighed softly, settling back in his comfy chair as the door to the study shut behind the young man. That was the last of the meetings he had today, though by the low sunlight streaming through the window it was already late in the afternoon. Being a consort was much harder work than he'd imagined. With his wife focused on ruling the Kingdom, it was his job to make sure everything went smoothly around the castle, arranging events, organizing the servants and hosting dignitaries and other guests. While Jenny's takeover had been fairly bloodless, after what they'd learned about their Mother using some of the old maids to spy they'd still had to fire a lot of the experienced courtiers and servants from their parents' reign. That had left him scrambling to find new staff who were still learning how to do their jobs months later. It could be a real headache sometimes trying to manage everyone, but Marcus was slowly getting used to it.

Not that he could complain too much. It was Jenny who had to make all the hard decisions, and she was so much better at that than he could ever have dreamed of being. In the months since she'd taken him as her consort, he'd watched her in council meetings and taking court a few times now, and when she sat in the throne with that golden crown atop her silver hair she looked every inch the perfect Queen, speaking with such firm authority even those who stood against her had to pause and listen. She dealt deftly with the thorny political issues rising out of her sudden takeover, placating the great noble families, pitting her enemies against each other, and ruthlessly moving to sweep aside any opposition to her rule. Problems such as a military build up on the Kaprian border under Queen Irene, or Orc raids on the borders, were dealt with swiftly, as the new Queen marshaled forces under the command of a new cadre of loyal young noblemen among those who supported her who she knew she could trust,

All across the Kingdom, those who sided with Jenny and her new regime were rewarded, while she dealt fairly with those who hadn't, even managing to keep on and earn the loyalty of several of their father's most trusted officials. If there was one issue she had absolutely no patience with, it was any questioning of her choice of marriage partner. Marcus remembered he'd been sitting beside her when one elderly noble had snidely commented that he wasn't about to take orders from a woman sick enough to take her own brother to bed and have a child with him. Jenny's eyes had been like shards of ice, her voice cold as the winter wind, as she passed down the sentence of banishment upon the old man, his titles and properties seized by the Crown and divided among her loyal followers. Which served him right, as far as the young consort was concerned. Marcus didn't want anyone to say such horrible things about his dear wife! At least such harsh measures had stopped anyone from criticizing their marriage in public, but the young consort wasn't quite naive enough to believe that there were those who still viewed it as wrong. As Jenny had told him though, with enough time people would just get used to the idea of a brother and sister ruling as a married couple. Already her measures had made things so much better for the kingdom that they were going to have to accept it.

Right now, Jenny was off again, meeting with a group of nobles from the south of the Kingdom to gather support there and see off the rumblings of rebellion from their Uncle Gaius who it seemed, still hadn't quite accepted the new Queen. Marcus sighed again, his hands clutching tight at the armrests of the chair. He missed Jenny desperately, like he always did when she was off somewhere. And, of course....he was worried about her too. She was the strongest, bravest, smartest person he knew, but after everything that had happened Marcus knew well that ruling a Kingdom could be dangerous for anyone. He just hoped she came back soon and swept him up in her arms to hold him tight the way he loved so much. And...then, the young consort knew she'd probably take him straight to bed afterwards. Whenever they were apart for any length of time, Jenny became rather...**** to remind herself he was hers, and they'd often spend hours making love in all manner of ways whenever she returned. Using their mouths and tongues to please each other, her riding him vigorously into the bed, and she wasn't shy about taking out that ivory cock she owned either and pinning him down while she thrust it firmly into his butt. Marcus felt his cheeks flush at the thought, his skin tingling as he shifted in his chair.

At that very moment, just as he imagined what she might do to him, the door to their study once again swung open. The young consort glanced up, his wide eyes finding his dear wife and older sister standing there, wearing a loose robe over her curvy figure. Her gaze found his, her blue eyes sparkling like stars as their stares met across the room. The smile that bloomed across her gorgeous face as she stood there gazing at him seemed to light up the room, making Marcus' heart ache with the love he felt for her. The months of marriage since she'd returned had left Jenny happier than he'd ever seen her, though perhaps that wasn't the only reason she was glowing right now. The young consort's gaze slipped down over her breasts, quite clearly a little larger now even through the fabric of her robe, and then over the round curve of her swollen belly. She was some months along now, though she wasn't letting the pregnancy slow her down at all. Quite the opposite in fact.

It had come as a shock to Marcus to learn he was going to be a father so soon, even after Jenny had quite clearly told him on their wedding night that she wanted to have his children. He just...hadn't quite expected it all to happen so fast, but with how often they were having sex and he was cumming inside her, he supposed he shouldn't have been surprised. Now he'd gotten used to the idea, the young consort found he was really quite excited. Jenny and him loved each and they were married now, so why wouldn't they want to have children together? And Jenny seemed so happy to be pregnant, that Marcus just couldn't find it in himself not to feel exactly the same way. Since he'd learned the good news, he had promised himself over and over that he'd do whatever he could to look after the child once they were born. He'd be the best father he could be, do better than his own parents had! And make sure his child knew how much he cared about them!

"Oh Marcus!" Jenny stepped forward suddenly, sweeping across the room in a few long strides. The young consort rose eagerly from his chair, holding out his arms as his taller wife threw herself at him. In moments she had her hands wrapped tightly around his body, tugging him against her chest, though her swollen belly made it a bit harder than usual. "My darling, I've missed you so much..." She leaned over, whispering the words fiercely in his ear.

"You were only gone a few days, that isn't too long." The young consort smiled teasingly back at her, acting like he hadn't missed her just as much. He yelped out as one of her hands slipped down and pinched him firmly on the butt, right through his clothes.

"Don't make me regret letting you out of my sight." Jenny purred, bringing her face close to his. Marcus felt his lips part as she leaned in and kissed him just as fiercely as she had the first night she'd returned to him, her tongue sliding inside his mouth to taste him. He felt his body melt against hers, their lips pressing together so tightly they might as well have been stuck together. "Ah..." She broke the kiss, gasping for air, her eyes simmering with lust as she stared down at him. "It's hard enough being apart from you so long without thinking you might be cheeky about it when I do get back to you."

"Sorry Jenny..." The young consort murmured, letting himself relax into her tight embrace. He could feel the firmness of her swollen belly against him, a reminder of just what they'd shared. While his wife could still be rather possessive of him especially after they'd been separated, he found he was quite used to it by now. Jenny only acted like this because she was so scared of losing him again, and she was getting much better the longer they spent married. Now she even didn't mind him talking to the maids, so long as he wasn't alone with them. Marcus just knew he had to be patient and let her grow more comfortable with the idea that he was hers...forever and ever. He'd tell her that, over and over, no matter how many times it took. That was part of what loving Jenny meant, and he was prepared to handle it. "So...um, how was the south of the Kingdom?" He asked, resting his body against hers comfortably.

"Come now, no politics, darling, not now." Jenny growled, the familiar roughness to her voice making the young consort's belly flutter and his dick start to tingle under his robes. "I've been without too long....I need you...Marcus. I need you right now." Marcus nodded, his cheeks flushing hot. Her grip on him tightening, his wife started to pull the young consort over to the door through to their bedroom. At least she was being patient enough to get him out of the study this time rather than just throwing him on the floor and ripping his clothes off right now. Since her pregnancy, she'd become even more insatiable it felt like, not that he minded in the least.

Marcus was breathing hard as his wife almost carried him into the room they'd shared for some months now, the familiar double bed beckoning. He felt Jenny's hands pawing at his clothes and hurriedly lifted his arms up so she could pull off his robe. His wife didn't waste a minute, seizing the garment by the hem and yanking it up over his body, leaving him wearing just his shoes and a light silk shift underneath. In moments, she'd stripped those off him too, and urged him to sit down on the end of the bed, naked in front of her. For a few long minutes, Jenny just gazed at his body, her eyes wide as they drifted slowly over his bare skin, slowly moving down his slender chest, over his belly and down between his spread thighs. Under her hungry gaze, the young consort felt his stiff little dick twitch and ache eagerly as he waited not so patiently for what she had in store.

"Well...I'm ready, darling." Marcus murmured shyly, fluttering his lashes at her.

"Fuck..." Jenny growled. "Marcus you're so beautiful...I still can't keep my hands off you!" She pounced suddenly, and the young consort squealed in delight as her larger body fell over his own. His wife covered him in kisses, her lips burrowing into his neck as she hungrily nipped at his skin with her teeth, leaving marks on him he knew would be ever so obvious tomorrow. He couldn't mind too much though, not when the thought of her marking him like that made him whimper with delight. "We've got all night for this, husband." Jenny murmured hotly, gasping for breath in between each word. "I've made sure no-one will disturb us."

"Oh...Jenny." Marcus moaned as her hands slid down his naked body, every touch of her fingers seeming to set his skin alight with tingling desire. A whole night with her, they'd had so many of those now, but the thought of it still made him feel so happy he could hardly bear it. "I...I love you..." He whimpered, as one hand drifted deftly between his legs, already grasping for his stiff erection.

"I love you too, my darling." She replied, leaning in to kiss him once more, as her fingers closed tenderly around his aching dick. The young consort moaned into her lips as she started gently stroking him there, her fingers squeezing deftly at the tip of his dick before rubbing down the rest of his small, tingling shaft. She knew his body so well by now...all his sensitive spots, and she could use them. Her blue eyes stared into his, gazing down at his blushing face like he was all that existed in the world. And in that moment, Marcus almost could believe that was what she felt. "Now...what shall I do with you tonight?" He heard his wife, and older sister, murmur hotly.