Time To Go

"We are going to have to go," I said once and grabbed a handful of my wife's fleshy ass. Seeing how submissive Nala should get could wait till later, for now, I wanted another taste of Nala's bottomless ass.

"Ooh, too bad," Nala moaned and bit her lip. With a heavy push, she pushed Karisi away from her labia whose tongue waggled in the air, still seeking out more cunt. "We'll have to finish this up next time." Karisi licked her lips of the cream which hung off of them and bit down onto her bee-stung lips. She looked up at her sister submissively, no doubt seeing how she can angle for more. Nala wrapped her arms around me, she brought green eyes looking up at me, "Let's go."

I lifted up Nala into my strong arms, carrying her effortlessly, and pushed past the curtains. There were gasps and faintings as we stepped. We must've been quite a sight! I was still wearing little more than Karisi's saliva and Nala's panties were nowhere to be seen. Pesha gasped, her ceremonial blindfold gone as she covered the bottom half of her face with her two hands in mock surprise. She eyed me up and down, her eyes lingering on my twitching pillar. I flashed her a smile and turned to the crowd of stunned nobles.

"Thanks for coming everyone!" I grinned to the assembled group then ran off to the nearest exit Two of our eunuch guards ran after us as we giggled on our way to our martial room.

"Did you see the look on Lord Tigranis? I almost burst out laughing in his face! They'll be talking about our wedding for years to come," Nala jogged hand-in-hand with me as we made our way through the castle. "Storms, I've never had so much fun before!"

"Hey so you mentioned something," I said, the effort nothing compared to earlier. "When we met yesterday you mentioned that the Shuri, Sango, and She-ra were your daughters. But you mentioned later that you wanted your first kids? What's gives?"

Nala blinked twice before giggling to herself. It was adorable. "Shuro, Shira, and Shori, dear. And they ARE my daughters. I just didn't carry them." She smiled and undid the remains of her lingerie bra, throwing it into the air without breaking stride. One of the guards would get it.

"In Valinor, it's very important that a King has a lot of children for the stability of the realm," she continued. "Rather than dealing with the backstabbings and fratricide between regimes, every child of the imperial harem is the Queen's child even if they were carried by someone else. Shuro, Shira, and Shori were carried by Pesha but they are my children in every way that matters."

"Oh that's interesting," I said. It took a couple of seconds before it hit me. I stopped dead without warning and her softness hit my back. I turned around but the impact was light. "Wait!? Imperial harem??"

"Well, of course, my love. I sometimes forget that you haven't lived here. Well, I guess we have been so busy that we didn't tell you of all the royal duties." She licked her lips as she thought about how busy we have been. "As your wife, one of my responsibilities is to act as leader of the imperial harem. It is my responsibility to select suitable noble ladies from all across the realm to bear the royal children. It's why all of the noble houses send their daughters here to be maids so that they can increase their odds of being chosen. Once I select them, they'll live here within the castle with us and I'll help me raise all of the royal children as our heirs. Think of them as extensions to our family."

My brain went a million miles a minute. All of the young maids around the castle walking around bearing my children. "Does that mean that Pesha and Karisi were part of the previous royal harem?"

"Just Pesha. Umm... My previous husband used to give me certain... privileges with the rest of the imperial harem.."

She whispered in my ear. "It's a little unorthodox but I don't think you will worry much about being unorthodox." She kissed me on my cheek and then ran ahead of me, wearing little more than stockings on her arms and legs and her garter belt. The hypnotic sway of her ass bouncing like two basketballs on her hips.

I could easily get used to this.

I smiled and ran after her.