You only ‘Kinda’ promised…

You were sitting on the well-cushioned chair thinking to yourself while Akina just watched you expectantly. It was quite some time before you decided to break your train of thought and ask her, “Well...what do you want?”

Her response was a subtle pout, but she did ask, “Did you want to summon your rightful armies from the other duchies as well? I can get the message out much quicker than Garret.”

It was as if she had stolen the thought right from your head. You had quite a bit more manpower that you could muster beyond hiring a few companies of mercenaries and rallying the levies most local to Phebis. The real muscle would be coming from the Crownlands with Vessa and the Frost Knights with Magus, if he even bothered to show. You and your cousin had grown so far apart ever since he left to spend time with the Coven. The real question was if Phebis’ trade was even worth the resources that you were already putting in. Before leaving for Phebis Lord Gilbert showed you the numbers. Yes, was the easy answer.

“No. It would take too long for them to get here. Not unless we wagered that the Lord Admiral would sail them from Vismark, Goldfields, and Opheal. The real enemy is time. Who can muster their forces the quickest? If I spent that time gathering the entire might of Itheria, Countess Eria would already have slain the entire Royal Family of Phebis. I have no knowledge of the resources she possesses, but my guess is, that what I’m gathering now, will at least be equal to her strength if she meant to kill me with that poison. At most—much, much larger. Which reminds me, who served that wine?”

You explained all this while getting undressed, no longer wanting to be in this garment that has made it through the night unscathed. You opted for a silk robe once everything was off and sat back down on the fake throne. You didn’t even bother to put the fake crown away, instead just letting it sit on the floor besides the chair. You caught a glimpse of the cat maid sneaking peeks at your meat, you couldn’t be bothered tying the robe either given the mental fatigue of today. So you let it happen, you liked it, and she knew as much. It was Akina’s way of swaying men if you recalled, but you hadn’t forgotten your near ****.

“Baron Aston of Griswald,” she said plainly, “or as the cock sucker is better known as, Countess Eria’s personal spymaster. He did think he was being clever paying a poor little beastfolk maid a hefty sum to deliver the wine to you. I’m sure if he wasn’t so keen on men he would’ve groped a feel on me too just to seal the deal.”

“You served it?” You didn’t conceal the shock in your voice. You hadn’t seen her in the feasting hall at all.

“I did. I know how to play things to where I can be seen by some and not others, but don’t go asking for my tricks now. That’s a loose end, and I don’t like those. What it gives is proof that at least someone in Eria’s court meant to poison you, and even harder proof that they are responsible for the **** of King Claudius.” Akina’s tail was sort of wagging towards the end, clearly happy with the progress she made that night.

“It’s even better when the bag of gold has Eria’s coat of arms on it!” Akina waved the bag in front of you the same way a person tries to lure a dog to them by waving jerky around, “So tell me, Bryce. Was I a good little cat today, or what?”

You were sitting there agape for a while, and Akina took the moment to sit on your lap facing you. The wrapping of her legs around you causing the skirt to ride up her leg revealing an uncovered pussy. Seems she forgot to put them on before her stockings, or maybe she was in a rush to get changed. You eventually regained you composure and pulled her short hair down, causing her ears and tail to snap to attention, “Almost, but don’t get cocky with me. I haven’t forgotten about your mishap earlier in the day. Not to mention that you and Sir Garret’s combined effort couldn’t prevent Eria’s escape. I think you should have to pay back a little of what Itheria will be spending in this war.”

“How come I know I’ll be paying it and not the stalwart marshal?” Akina asked, voice strained, wincing from the pain of her hair being pulled.

“Because he looks and plays like a knight. You play like a pawn with many surprises, but right now you look like a maid that’s forgotten her place.” You observe Akina visibly swallow some spit, “Now correct yourself.”

Finally letting go of her hair, you let her climb off you and your ‘throne’ before she sits obediently between your legs. Akina lays her head on your lap and her big eyes never left yours. She was there in silence for a bit before you started petting her head and continued, “Seems you’re finally learning that respect I spanked you for.”

“Had to make sure you deserved it. Anyone can hit their pet for wrongdoing, but it takes a real man to tame them.”

Her grinning made you think that she was playing your mind. She probably was, and was very good at it if so. Right now, you didn’t care. She was clearly very loyal to you, enough to cry from her mistake of leaving you unguarded for a moment, and even enough to bend to your demands. She is a good asset, and you credited yourself for not punishing her, but using her for what she was best at. You figured that meant you could use her body too. You remembered how well she had sucked you off in Itheria, and you really needed a load off. Your dick at full mast was probably thinking the same.

“Fuck it,” You sighed, Akina’s grin becoming a smile as you leaned out of your chair forcing the both of you onto the hardwood floor of the guest room. Your lips falling into hers on the way down, “You made up for your temporary lapse in judgment...this time.”

The maid laying between the floor and your exposed front body tried to speak between kisses. “Now hold on, Bryce. Today isn’t a good day for me. Aren’t you creating enough bastards without me?”

You didn’t stop kissing her even as she spoke. Akina didn’t sound genuine anyways with her laughter between every word. Truth was, all the adrenaline that had rushed through you today starting with Lady Sera almost taking your life, you decided you didn’t care whose soft body it was in your arms. Victoria would need to be wed to someone else as soon as possible to hide your scandalous affair with her. And the thought of throwing her out like a cheap overused whore was somehow getting your dick to heights it never usually reached. The heat in your groin must have been contagious though, because you could feel it radiating back from under Akina’s skirt, whose claims of fertility were driving you even more insane.

“Guess a single wife won’t do it for a king, gotta have a maid shown her place before demanding curtains in your room.” Akina was already returning your passionate kisses despite her teasing, and was eagerly rubbing her hot snatch against your thigh, made easy by you kneeling over her. The heat felt like her sex was going to burn your leg as the both of you grew ever more passionate with time.

Getting impatient, you pulled some the lacing loose on the maid outfit to expose Akina’s small breasts and didn’t hesitate to start manhandling them with mouth and grip alike. She was already good to go, and so were you, but you were trying to have some fun. So long as you were, then you weren’t lying to Clara about only going over to her room if you happened to be bored. It wasn’t really a promise anyways. Akina was also growing impatient, and didn’t see any reason to prolong the inevitable any further. So she pulled your black hair at an angle to get you looking at her, “Are you going to fuck me or not?”

As if to emphasize her need, Akina used her soft tail to briefly wrap the base of your cock and pull it longingly toward her nether region. You had no reason to refuse her, so you lined yourself up and penetrated the damp depths in a slow motion. A long breath escaped your spymaster at the same pace as your penetration, her lung capacity dry when you were completely swallowed. She immediately gasped for air when you began unleashing a barrage of thrusts without ceremony. Each forward motion containing all the stress that had piled since arriving to Phebis. It was without mercy or any care for your partner. Not going to Clara was wise. You definitely weren’t compassionate enough for a virgin tonight.

Despite blowing a load in Rublia, your balls were pretty heavy, and slapped between her buttocks almost as hard as the skin of your thighs. It didn’t help that Akina was using a part of her tail to cuddle against your taint, forcing the low-hanging organ as forward as it could go. The sensation was pretty overwhelming and completely foreign to you. Seems this was a trick that Lady Victoria could never learn on account of the missing appendage. It didn’t seem like Akina knew how this was affecting you though, neither that nor her legs wrapped around you encouraging you to penetrate even harder. You continued like this for as long as you could before you had to change it up. You didn’t want the fun to end yet.

You pulled out and dragged Akina up despite her protests, but when you bent her over the only desk in the room and grabbed the base of her tail to guide her back to your cock, she moaned in pleasure. Looked like the tail was a little sensitive in these situations. You stored that knowledge for later. Wanting to assert your dominance as king you continued to hold the base of her tail and put all your weight behind her neck forcing her down. The evasive maneuver of changing position did little for you though. With each tug on her tail to have her timed with your thrusts, the slight quiver of her insides tried to milk your balls of their contents. You could feel yourself ready to cum, and little by little Akina was making her her way there too.

“Bryce, it really isn’t a good day, I need you to pull out...” Akina sounded more worried this time than before. In silence, you didn’t stop, and she wasn’t making you.

You continued to speed up over the course of the next few moments. Akina’s cute ass bouncing with each successive ingress. Her whimpers growing more **** for relief…and assurance, “…Bryce?”

It was almost too breathy to hear her ask for your assurance this time, and you sped up even more. In silence, still. And she still wasn’t forcing you to stop.

You could feel the tight pussy getting really close to her own orgasm and knowing it would probably trigger yours as well, Akina was getting more vocal, “…Bryce, you need to stop…I gonna…”

You continued in silence still. You were on the edge of tipping over, and you’re sure the twitching of your cock inside of Akina was telling her too.

“…Bryce!?” Her yelping was turning to begging now and you couldn’t stop yourself, “Please don’t! …Don’t breed me, no Itherian would accept a mixed breed bastard…”

You let go of her tail, fearing you would rip it off, and grab her waist to penetrate even deeper. It’s not long before Akina’s orgasmic bliss hits as hard as a hurricane throughout her body. Both limbs and pussy twitching. The walls of her depths surrendering to their primal instincts and coercing your meat to erupt deep into this fertile cat’s cunt. “Y-YOUR MAJESTY-Y-Y!?”