"Wait.. you didn't do what you usually do." Akia said suddenly becoming wide awake.

"What do you mean?" The king asked pulling on his underwear and pants.

"Whenever we are about to stop you grab on to my hips really hard and bite on to my shoulder a little, you didn't do that today."

"I'll do it some other day love, get some rest."

"Did you not like this?, Your mood is different."

"I thought that we were doing this because we both wanted to, I don't think you really want this. I think you're being possessed by the birthing phases."

"I wanted it-"

"It's fine doll; besides I have to meet with the queen's parents now."

"Don't leave."

She gets up the bed and stumbles over to the king. She puts a hand on the prominent bulge in his pants.

"I really wanted it, but whenever you touched my upper core I wanted it so much that I felt like I would go insane without it."

She grips it causing the king to flinch still being sensitive.

"Stop, you don't have to explain yourself."

"Yes I do. You feel bad for me right?, that's why you didn't finish?"

The king choked

"You didn't finish inside me, usually I

Feel full to the brim and my womb starts to glow but it's not doing that today." Akia said.

The king shakes what she says and lets the idea off as just possession.

He pulls up his royal robes and starts tying them. Akia holds his hands as he's about to tie the second one.

"Let's do it again." Akia said and the king shivers. Such inviting words coming from such a delicate voice, he could be easily start a war with that voice near his ears.

"I don't know." He said but Akia was already standing on her tiptoes to kiss him.

He doesn't reciprocate right away but she's persistent.

She kisses him again and this time he also remains still and unmoving so she goes in for a third time, this time with a hand on his almost steel hard manhood.

She grins into the kiss when he lets out a gasp of air.

His hands go behind her neck, she's pulled deeper into the kiss, with tongues brushing erotically against each other and a hand pressing down on a hard on they both find themselves relishing each other's heat.

The king leads her to the bed once more, he selfishly invaded her mouth again, attempting to completely steal her breath, his lips were so selfish, they didn't want to be parted with hers even as she struggled to catch her breath.

His hand roam her body until they reach her pretty southern lips. He runs his fingers on them, letting the wetness moisturizer his long ringed fingers. She covers her face too embarrassed by his perverted actions.

He starts to run circles around the delicate bud and she starts moaning, moving her hips to meet his large veiny hands.

"Why don't you turn around."

She happily does.

"There's so much I want to do to you." He says looking at bury her head inside the pillow moaning and continuing to rut her hips against his hand.

"That can wait though, because right now I want to rip you apart and leave you screaming and crying in pure pleasure." The king sounded like a different person.

He didn't sound cold and sheltered like he did in the palace room, he didn't sound gentle like he did a couple minutes ago, he sounded like a predator. Like he'd been waiting so long to see her enjoy her helplessness like this.

Like he wanted to destroy her and leave her with only a returning desire to let him do it over and over again.

He positions himself once more and plunge into her, she hiccups and screams a little.

Nothing about that entry was gentle.

A groan leaves his mouth once he's buried deep inside her again.

then he just goes for it, he presses down on her womb.

A scream leaves her lips, her toes curl in pleasure and she starts drooling on the pillow.

The feeling of being fucked paired with the pressure on her uterus leaves her babbling unimportant half words.

" s-good." She says as tears roll down her eyes.

The king didn't have to imagine anything, his imagination was right in front of him, pushing herself on to his dick like a common whore.

He hasn't felt this satisfied in his life.

"You invited us to a party the king wouldn't even be at?, this is absolutely dreadful." The queen's mother said cutting into her chicken breast.

"Queen's celebration my ass, she probably doesn't even have the king's affection, he's probably somewhere fucking a kitchen maid or something just as vulgar and unclean." Her father said as the maids poured his wine.

The man looks up the maids dress.

The queen chuckles wholeheartedly.

She calls the same maid close.

"Ophelia, is the poison ready?"

Ophelia nods and the queen smirks to herself as she watches Ophelia walk away.

Ophelia comes back with soup for everyone, she hands the expensive bowls to every member of the table which were the queen's family.

In the now burning hot chamber the king and Akia were still touch each other burning hot bodies.

"It's so hot- ah." Akia half speaks and half moans, she buckled back and met the king's hard and deep thrust. The king is so close to his release and she just seemed to be getting more and more desperate and needy.

He didn't want to stop but a man could only hold for so long with someone so beautiful, begging and panting for them.

Thankfully it took just a hand rubbing her to make her close to the edge.

He's relieved as she comes undone for the second time that day. He grabs on to her hips, digging his finger nails into the soft and tender skin before biting down on her shoulder and releasing himself into her.

He turns her around, kind of excited to see her body's reaction to the final insemination.

The lights in her lower stomach starts blinking, over and over, different from all the other times.

It starts to get brighter and brighter.

The king didn't notice until now that the girl's body was limp, and the light source was pending an explosion.

A boom of light resonates through the room, time slows down as the king bends down to check her breathing.

The queen couldn't help but laugh as everyone stared at her, waiting for her blessings in order for then to start their meal.

"Please enjoy your soup. The king will be here shortly and don't worry, I had food delivered to his meeting."

"To The Queen.. May her days be long and of the most amount of enjoyment." Her older brother said pulling out his wine glass for a toast.

"TO THE QUEEN." The hall chorused.

The soup was a palace specialty that couldn't be recreated any where else so of course everyone grabbed their Baguette teaspoon and dived into their meal.

The queen included.

As everyone continues to eat the queen decides to stand up and draw the attention to herself.

"Thank you all for your amazing birthday wishes and even more for the jaw dropping gifts. I want to say that I am very grateful to everyone here, you've all placed a huge roll in who I am t-"

Something throbs in her stomach.

She gasps because of the sharp penetrating pain and falls to the floor.

The guards and the guest start to panic as she starts choking on her own blood.

Blood gushes from her lips that were stained the same color.

"Lock the room, no body gets in or out we must-"

A beam of light passes by them and for a second everything slows down, the Queen choking on her own blood, her parent's shocked and horrified expression, the rest of the guest screaming in fear.

Were they poisoned too?

The royal doula was in the throne room when the beam of light hits her.

A smile comes to her face.

"The insemination phase is complete." She declares and waits for applause that doesn't come.

She turns to see her maids on the ground, unconscious.

"Our king will be strong." She cheers.

The light passes in the forest causing the man behind April to fall back and off the black horse.

April gasps but she is still moving too slowly, she jumps off the horse and bends down to look at the strange man. The man looks up at her with honey brown eyes.

April was sure the man would be dead, especially after she heard that loud crack.

"W-What was that?" April asked and the man opens his dry chaste lips to say.

"The beginning."