A time to expand

I was elated with the news of my queen that she was with child, her glow of happiness at being impregnated by me was intoxicating.

She was so grateful to be carrying my pup, that her act of love was to have sex everyday. She would worship my cock on her knees, sucking my huge member with need.

“Your first queen seems upset, my love.” Said Izzy between sucking on my tip.

It had been some time since I had shared a bed with Elle, despite the pleasure I get from Izzy, I do miss her fiery red hair flailing about when I fucked her.

“She’s jealous of you, my queen.” I said.

“Well, I am organising something, in hopes that her jealousy, will become camaraderie.” She kisses my cock.

“And what if she refuses? She has been prickly of late.”

“You are the king. Order her to get on her knees and worship this godly cock, make her take her place as your bitch.” Izzy said heatedly. “Our roles are to be fucked and bred by you.”

My dick twitched in Izzy’s hand, the way she talked about my domination over women got me riled up.

“I count it as a blessing that I am here now.” Izzy spoke. “And deep down, I know queen Ellanor feels the same way as I do. She can hate me, be jealous of me. But I know she loves this cock as I do, there we have common ground.”

Izzy took me deeper, her lips tightly wrapped around my red length. My second queen is so obedient and eager to please, I chose well to accept her as my mate.

“I trust your judgement.” I growled with satisfaction.

Izzy kept with the blowjob, focusing on my pleasure. She stayed on her knees as she sucked and licked my genitals, coaxing out a load of my sperm to be swallowed by her.

I relaxed in the bed and watched her dress, first stripping off her underwear and getting a glorious view of her naked body. Her ass was big and fat, jiggling with each exaggerated movement she made. Her breasts were large, bigger than any other woman I had before, and they bounced around enticingly. Her pubic hair was dark and thick, but also neatly trimmed above her pussy. Her raven black hair was long and curled slightly on the ends, running to the small of her back.

Izzy wore a white dress that hugged her full and curvy figure deliciously. It was styled and altered to show a moderate amount of skin and emphasise her natural assets, lewdly showing her cleavage and crack of her ass.

After finishing, she started to apply her makeup, and I decided to get dressed myself. I kissed Izzy passionately before leaving, and went to my war council room to enact my next ideas for domination.

My councillors were waiting for me, my most trusted warrior, Zandor stood at the table. He was my commander, my war chief who had authority over my largest pack of warriors. He was loyal and well experienced in battle, thanks to my tutelage. I had heard recently he had taken two human women as his bitches, and planned to make one of them his mate. He took pride in following my example of the new culture I had implemented with the wolvir kingdom, having human women as mates to be more common.

“My wolvir brethren.” I addressed them as I approached my seat. “The next step for wolvir kind is at hand.”

We all took our seats, getting ready to convey my plan and engage in a lengthy session.

“Since we have secured our borders, driven the competition out of wolvir territory, our next step is to expand. We have the alliance of king Biche in the Frens. So I believe we should we should invade our neighbours for their territory and resources.”

The wolvir around the table nodded their heads in agreement, some even commented how they wished to be highly involved with the oncoming invasion.

“Which territory are we to start with, our king?” Asked Zandor.

“The elven territory to the south-east. It is known as the Majellis forest. There we can dominate the ruling elves, and take their precious trees to craft and increase the size of the wolvir navy. And of course, we will claim their women, and enslave the men as we see fit.”

Louder murmurs of agreement filled the war room, wolvir fists slammed the table in anticipation of the next battle.

“I want to send scouts, and survey the area. I know that elves are excellent scouts themselves, so it will be difficult to get the element of surprise on them. Information is key here. I need to know their movements, their weaknesses. Then we can formulate the next step.” I told them.

“I will see it done, my king.” Said Zandor.

“Any other news I should be made aware of?” I asked of my council.

A well groomed wolvir called Svenr, my steward spoke up.

“The thrall quarters are being expanded on time, they should be fully built within three months. The shipyard for your navel fleet is also being built on schedule. The kingdom’s coffers are looking well, no need to worry about expenses. And if this war bears fruit, we should have enough wealth to last the next decade.”

“Excellent.” I said.

Other matters were looked at, the kingdom had enough food to feed the residents, more humans were waiting for acceptance into Luna Peak.

“And lastly, my king.” Said Svenr. “The blood moon soon approaches, it will shine in the sky in a fortnight.”

A blood moon was a unique occurrence with wolvir. In this world, they appeared every six years, and was seen as a bad omen for other races. But for wolvir, it was seen as a good sign. When a blood moon manifested in the nights sky, it seemed to heighten a wolvir’s senses. A wolvir would become more ruthless, their blood lust rising and would go into a trance of sorts, if they allowed the feeling to take control. And their sexual appetites and desire became almost unquenchable. Orgies could happen on the night of a blood moon, and the sex was rough and animalistic. The times on a blood moon had been known to increase the numbers of wolvir, as male and females went into heat, seeking out pleasures. This could be through sex, or fighting.

“We must prepare for it, a blood moon should be celebrated.” I said.