Send Sophie to get the Arch Duke.

Beatrice says, "Be off with you, Sophie. It's time for you to leave."

You turn back to Sophie and smile at her naked ass, knowing full well that this won't be the last time you see it. "And why don't you find my new stepfather and send him here? We have much to discuss."

It will take at least fifteen minutes for Sophie to search for Archduke, giving you time to be alone with Archduchess Beatrice.

You both move in the room, with the Archduchess attempting to as much space between herself and you as possible, and you, closing the distance. She was wondering where she went wrong in raising you. It's not the **** that bothers her; it is not uncommon for royals to marry their family members. This is especially true in times of crisis, just like the one your country just experienced from having their King and the crown prince untimely ****. Therefore, it is common sense for you to preserve the royal line. In fact, many of your neighboring countries just assumed that you would seek either your mother's or younger sister's hand in marriage. Thus, they never sent any suitors.

No, what bothers her is that you want to sire her womb with your bastards even though she is bound to another man under the purview of God’s eyes.

It is clear that she wants to yell at you, or at least attempt to convince you she belongs to someone else and not to do this. But she already knows that any words she says are just a waste of breath as they will fall on ****'s ears. It's not like she ever raised you to respect what she said anyway, since you were sent off to the convent at a young age. As a result, she spent the fifteen minutes awkwardly staring at you in anger and frustration while you stared at her in lust.

Both of your stares are interrupted only by Archduke Wilbur entering the room. The Archduke glance from you to his new wife as he deduces what is happening. "With all due respect, I did not think I was required to attend Primae Noctis."

You turn to him. "If we have no witness, then who is to say that it actually occurred as it is supposed to?" You walk up behind Lady Beatrice and place your hand on her dress, causing her to shiver. "And if you're not here, who is going to help me care for this expensive dress? It looks so wonderful on her. I am sure that your land spent a fortune on it."

Archduke Wilbur clenches his fist and grumbles, "My King, You wish for me to help you undress my wife for you on the night of our union!?!" Knowing full well that as your new loyal subject, he cannot disobey, you remain silent and steadfast behind the Arch Duchess. Eventually, your royal authority overcomes him, and he bows his head, "As you wish, my king." Before walking to your side and unlacing his wife's wedding gown. His ungraceful fingers struggle at the eyelets of his wife's wedding gown, and it actually takes a considerable amount of time before the Arch Duchess is standing before you in nothing but her white corset with her bottom womanhood exposed and facing you.

The Ark Duke steps back and, with a bow, says, "My King, I present to you, my wife."

Knowing what you are about to do, it takes everything you have to not jump on top of her right then. "Thank you, Archduke. Now, please stand back and bear witness to it."

Understanding his potion and authority, Archduke Wilbur bows his head and backs way to a chair that is in the far left corner of the room. As you stroll the Archduchess back towards her bed. Archduchess Beatrice attempts to resist by stiffing her body, but even that doesn't stop you from laying her down in the bed and licking up her body, starting at her pussy and working up her body. Once you reach her ear, you whisper, "Are you prepared to be a good loyal subject and give your king your womb?"

As a last-ditch effort, she whispers back, "Please, my son, don't do this, don't ruin my marriage. Just get close and pull out."

To which you smile and whisper, "Mom, you barely deserve that title, but since the day you married my father, your womb has belonged to him and only him; I would sooner have our kingdom fall before I see another man take that from him. No, your fertile womb will taste nothing but the King's seed," As you slide your cock inside of her. You can feel the Archduke's hateful glare on you as your vain cock inches deeper inside of his wife.

You slide your cock all the way inside her, and much to both of your surprises, it is a perfect fit. Not an unfilled inch inside of her and not an inch of you outside left outside of her. You could have easily fucked her hard, making yourself cum quick and accomplishing your object, but you wanted the Archduke to know that he could never be as much of a man as your father was or someone that was born from your father. So you reach down and play with her clit as you slide your cock in and out of her. Your time with your father's mistress has made you quite skilled in bed; thus, even with her fighting it, it only took a very short while before you get her to moan. She wasn't happy about it, but the pleasure building between her legs was too much, and she couldn't hide it anymore.

"My lady, does your King's cock really feel that good?" you ask as you feel her liquid drip from your shaft on one of your thrusts. She just gives you an angry glare and bites her tongue, so you flit her clit, causing her to moan, "Oh fuck!"

"Yea, that's what you're doing. You’re fucking your King's cock. The second King's cock your pussy has ever tasted." You laugh as you continue to play with her swollen clit. With her last pit of will, she turns her head and moans, "I am sorry, My Love."

In shame, the Archduke softly replies, "It's ok honey, just give our King what he wants."

Even if her husband didn't give his consent, there is no way she was going to hold back the floodgate that is the pleasures radiating through her body. As quickly locked her hands around your neck and locked her heels above your waist as she continuously moaned, "No, No, No, No. Oh, Fuck No, No, No!" She continues to her pussy squeezes your cock, and her moans change to "I'm ... I'm ... I'm .... Cumminnnnnnnnnnnnng!" You let her orgasm be met by one of your own. The radiating pleasure and heat of your combined orgasm overtake her body as it shakes uncontrollably. You use her gab in thinking to flip her over so that she is facing her husband and mount her from behind. Despite physically looking at her husband, she doesn't actually 'see', as the only thing on her mind is your cock. You continued to fuck her well into the night as she let the pleasure of your sex overcome her body right in front of her husband while completely forgetting that the Archduke was there or that she was in her marital bed.

The first light slipping through the window was the sign that Prima Nota was over, and you only stopped fucking her when it happened. You are able to see the results of your night's endeavors as the light lets up the room. Rivers of your cum flowed from her rapidly twitching pussy and down her legs to the bed. As you are walking out of the room, you turn back to your barely conscious mother and say, "See to it that your Lady-in-waiting is in my room tonight, and I will proceed on making her your wet nurse."

Archduke's castle is empty in the morning as every guest either departed midnight or early in the morning. You can't help but feel how lonely and empty the mid-size castle feels as you stroll down the hall, only occasionally passing the random patrolling guard. The castle was designed to house the Archduke and his large extended family. However, the Archduke never managed to produce more than one offspring for the last three generations. As a result, the castle is sparsely populated, and you can't help but laugh at the fact that you plan to change that quickly with the help of the Archduchess's womb.

Eventually, you run into Sir Dietrich in the hall. "My King, you look... relieved." That's when you realize your hair is a mess and you haven't showered since fucking the Archduchess, so you still reek of sex. At this point in time, there is no hiding the fact that you had sex last night, so all you can do is answer, "Yes, your king had a very pleasant night."

Sir Dietrich gave you one last look over. "I am sure he did... Well, the rest of the party guests have departed. Are we going to make our departure as well, my King?"

You have a second womb waiting for your royal seed tonight, and there is no way you're going to miss it. "I think it would be best if we spent the day inspecting our new lands. And we can leave first thing tomorrow morning."

Sir Dietrich bows, "As you wish, my King. I'll see to it that there isn't an inch of this capital city that goes unseeing by one of your royal advisors." You would love to turn right around and spend the rest of the day in bed with the Arch Duchess; I am sure the Archduke would love to do the same, but both have duties that require them to be in the meeting chambers all day. It is a custom for people Lothelsabourg to come and pay their respect to the Archduke and the new Archduchess the day after their wedding. Lothelsabourg might be a smaller region with a small population, but it will take well into the night for them all to pay their respect.