Your dad reveals your future

It takes hours for the two of you to get home. You are stumbling and barely lucid, drowning in the heat that your injection brought upon you. Your brother is steadily becoming effected by the powder coming off your wings, growling menacingly at anyone who comes by while keeping himself pressed right against your back. His erection is at full mast halfway home and he has to force himself away from you multiple times to stop himself from bending you over the nearest surface and making you his breeding bitch. Not that you are aware of his dilemma, though you do entertain the thought of letting your brother take you multiple times. He's big and strong, the captain of the prince's guards. He could keep you safe and pleased you think, but... You can't, right? He's your brother and who knows how your magics will react of he gets you pregnant...

Both of you are ready to snap once you get to the Far North. Your father must have suspected that something like this would happen, because he is waiting with three members of the king's guard, all of them wearing thick masks. "Bylur, step away from Aspen." you father says, his voice leaving no room for argument, "Aspen, you will be going with the guards. Do not give them any problems."

He reluctantly listens, going to your father as the guard surround you. They lead you towards the castle as quickly as possible, one of them running ahead to make sure the road is clear and no one will fall under your powder's effects. You whimper in their hold, desperate for something they simply will not give you.

You are lead into the castle and into a room with a bed and multiple locks on the door. Stumbling to the bed, you don't notice the viewing window on the opposite side. Nor do you see the sprinklers on the ceiling. Minutes after you enter, a fine mist rains down upon you, chasing away the heat and giving you some lucidity back. Looking around, you are very confused. How did you end up here?

"Aspen?" you hear a voice call out. Looking to the window, you see your father.

"Dad?" you ask, getting back to your feet, "What is going on? Why am I here?"

"You've been giving the injection." you father says, "While each fairy has a different reaction to their new fertility, your's has been a bit... Extreme. You've developed a type of powder that arouses anyone who inhales it, but only to you."

"What?" you ask, fluttering your wings. More of the powder falls, gaining your attention.

"We've managed to develop a mist to neutralize it, but it only lasts so long. Within an hour it will fade and you'll loose control of yourself again. With how extreme you've reacted to the injection, we have no idea how long you will be in that state without being... Bred."

You stare at your father, disbelief and horror building up in your gut. Getting the injection has been bad enough, but now you have to have sex to make your reaction to it stop? What the hell?!

"Do I at least get a say in who takes me?" you ask, trying to think of anyone you could trust to fuck you.

Your father flinches at the question and your horror grows. "I'm sorry son, but I'm afraid that you'll be... Paying off an old debt of mine." he admits.

"What?!" you scream, rushing up to the window, "Dad, what is going on?! What do you mean?!"

"When I became the captain of the King's guard, I was not only in charge of protecting King Asher, but his brother." he explains and you feel your stomach drop. The King's brother, Prince Aster, had been killed in battle when you were a child. But what did this have to do with you?

"The king ordered me to protect him in battle, but I... I failed and he died. I was to be put to death for my failure, but with how few fae we had after the war, I was given another choice. I could be put to death or I could give my first bearer son to the royal family to make up for my failure. You know Bylur and Borealis both measured above the mark..."

"So now I have to pay for the prince's death." you finish, looking anywhere but your father, "I'm being given to King Asher for breeding?"

"No, you have been promised to Prince Aslan."

Fuck. Of course you are being given to him. Prince Aslan, the Frozen Heart of the Far North. He had been married off at 18, but his spouse and their unborn child had died from sickness not long after. They must have been waiting for this deal to be fulfilled before looking for another mate for him. You only met the prince once, but he had been cold and heartless. Now you are his personal breeder.

"He'll be down in a few hours to claim you. I'm sorry Aspen, but you and your brothers needed a father and I didn't want my mistake to all of you killed."

You sigh, feeling hopeless. The King must have told the Far North a different story about the death of Prince Aster to stop the kingdom from killing him and your family. You know you can't say no, you'll doom your entire family, but you desperately wish that you could be anyone else. "Will I ever see any of you again?"

"After you successfully bear a child for the prince, you'll be allowed to leave the castle again. Until then, I fear you'll only see Bylur and I in passing as guards. I'm sorry, I never wanted this for you."

You don't respond, going back to the bed. In a few hours, you'll belong to Prince Aslan, maybe even fall pregnant from your first time with him. You're going to be giving birth to royalty. So many of your friends would be gratefully for this but you only see the death of everything you could have been.