Cum inside her.

You've pulled out of more women lately than you would like, you muse. You make no effort to do so this time, remaining buried inside the princess with every thrust of your cock. Finally, your cock can take no more, and you orgasm, spurting rope after rope of royal Itherian seed into her northern womb.

If Kara becomes full with your child after this, you think, so be it. You'd already discussed wedding her with Donald, and after what had just transpired in the tent between the two of you, it seemed even more of an enticing prospect than before.

She would prove a divisive choice at home, of course. A northern hellcat, a warrior and wrestler to boot. And one who wedding would bring little strategic advantage, save a few Beathan fiefs. Far less than some of the potential women your advisors and ministers had flagged, at any rate.

Still, Kara would bring her own rewards, and, if you played your hand right, an unprecedented alliance with Beatha's future King may prove one of them, you mused.

"That was incredible, Edward." Kara smiles, leaning up to kiss you once again.

"You were more than incredible, Kara." you slur, catching your breath. "Beathan women are... formidable."

"Have you known many of us?" Kara asks, giving you a rather sardonic eyebrow.

"In the past few days, several, thanks to your brother." You respond.

"Donald took you to the Spring?" Kara asks. "It's as I suspected, he must've taken a liking."

The emphasis on her final word is rather hard to miss.

"Indeed he has. Though, I had to inform him I don't like him. In that way." You respond. "I'm surprised he let you know, however."

"He's my brother, I know him as well as I know meself." Kara states plainly. "That and he stole away a fella I was courtin' a few years back. Hard to explain that away."

You can't help but snicker at that.

"I imagine you didn't talk to the cad for a while after that!" You say, to which Kara can only nod.

"But enough about Donald! I'm here and he's not, much as he'd happily reverse our places." Kara tells you. "I hope you're not spent, Edward."

"Not even close, Kara." You tell her, thinking on your next move.