Who else? Veronica

There’s a knock on your door, you raise your head up slightly from your pillow as it opens before you could ask who it is.

You look up to see Veronica, dressed in a elegant dress bathed by the light coming from the hallway before she closes the door. The two of you don’t exchange any words as she simply slips off her dress with her fingers as it falls to the ground, revealing that perfectly beautiful body you have come to enjoy so much.

You don’t know when it’s started or how quickly it happened; the few seconds after were a blur of your own clothes being thrown away and kissing but now she’s on top of you.

Her head thrown back as she cries out into the room, not caring who could hear her as you thrust upwards into her, the sound of your thighs and hips clapping against her soft arse as your finger grip onto it, as if holding on to her for dear life.

You watch her body bouncing up and down on your cock, the image exciting you even further as you grab her breasts with both hands roughly.

“Grab them, hold them.” Veronica tells you as she looks down at you with those blue eyes. You stare at each other for a few seconds before you throw your head back into the pillow, a loud groan escaping your throat.

You feel it again, the need to release yourself, you free your hands from her breasts as you tightly grab her hips as the pace of your thrusts increase.

There’s no need for warnings or caution like before, in fact the thought of you getting her with child intentionally seems to excite you; you thrust into her one last time before you spill your seed into her a deeply as you can.

Veronica grabs onto one of your legs as she holds herself down onto your cock as you now pump your cum into her instinctive until you stop. She smiles at you, not seductively as before but more happy as she lies on top of you, your cock still in her as it begins to go soft.

“So love... how was your day?” She asks.

“Well... I wasn’t quite enjoying it until now.” You reply, you both laugh as she slips down to your side; she wraps her arms and legs around you as she rests her head on your chest. “I’ve sent the message to your king, hopefully he accepts.”

“I’m sure he will.” Veronica encouraged “He himself is wise to the idea of peace after these stupid conflicts.”

“Yes.” You reply simply. Veronica moves in closer to you as you wrap your arm around her, your hand just touching her arse cheeks. “Veronica, would you like to do this... more often?” You ask sheepishly.

She giggles “Love, I thought you’d never ask.” She lifts her head up and kisses your cheek before laying back down.

Over the next few weeks you repeat this; you tend to your kingly duties and tasks while Veronica does her own diplomatic business before coming to your chambers every night to fuck, routinely spilling yourself into her reckless as you then talk about your day and your lives. Your mother and your advisor still disapprove of your relationship but have kept their mouths shut.