Cam's Kingdom

I might've gaped. I hadn't even considered the king might see either of those ideas as an option.

He snorted, "Don't look so surprised, she loves you, thinks the world of you, and she's my daughter. She wants to go with you, told me she wanted to before she was with child, but thought I'd say no. Point is, it's problematic because they're bound to find out she's a sorceress living in the same house. Which means I must either disappoint my daughter, or I must risk our legacy in the hands of a drow cleric and a vampire that likes to play with the nobility."

I definitely gaped.

He laughed, "Did you think I wouldn't know, I've had two days to look into you. But trust me, if you didn't love my daughter, and wouldn't step up willingly and honorably, we'd be having a very different conversation."

I nodded, "My greatest wish is to raise our child together. If you know those things, then you know we are a coterie and allies, not just mates. My mates would not betray me, their sister, or their sister's family."

The king smiled, "You believe that, which is a good sign, but their minds are what truly matter."

"What would you have of me?"

The king replied, "Nothing, but to love and care for my only daughter. If you ever turn your back on her, or hurt her, I will end you, personally. Do we have an understanding?"

I replied, "We do, but I'm confused, she's coming with us?"

The king nodded, "I want you to do nothing, hold the secret, my daughter will determine if your other two mates are trustworthy, and then act accordingly."

I frowned, "I don't like it, but I understand. Accordingly?"

He waved his hand, "If it's any consolation, my daughter argued long and hard with me against it just an hour ago, but it was, is the only way I can let her go. No one else outside of your family will know who she is, she's just your second sorceress mate. As for acting accordingly, if they are trustworthy like you believe, she will tell them who and what she is, if they aren't, she will return to the palace without revealing her abilities. It is the best offer I can make."

My heart pounded, had been for a while, and my head swam a bit, both in shock and joy at this unseen turnout, but it was also tempered in guilt, and at the distasteful idea of her testing my other mates. Guilt, because I was taking her from her family, her gardens which I knew she loved, and most likely right out of the possibility of ever being queen, even if her two elder brothers should pass from this world to the next.

"Thank you, your majesty."

He said, "You can thank me by continuing to make my daughter feel loved and joyful, and you can also bring her on your weekly visits to the garden. I believe we'll be switching places, her mother and I will get her for those three hours, while you get her the rest of the time."

"Of course, your majesty."

He said, "You may go, you know the way to her suite."

Right down the hall. I bowed, and as quietly as possible opened the door and slipped out. I might've let out a deep breath, and I smiled widely like the village idiot at the way that turned out. I'd have my Tammy in my bed too?

That was all six of them, apparently Cassia's jokes about a princess in the coterie were about to come true. Tammy was my sixth, in every way, from that day forward.

Well, her sexual education was about to get a serious boost as well, I wonder how she'd deal with being watched, and watching me with others, three of which could be... in a word, kinky. It seemed to turn on all the others, even when I was treating Lysa like a nasty slut, so maybe my powers were interfering there as well, maybe I didn't have to worry about it at all.

We'd see. I moved toward her door, the irrepressible smile on my face lessened a bit, mostly at the guilt part. I needed to talk to her about that when I got her home, and about the other stuff, at least give her a clue that sometimes pleasure and sex between a couple wasn't so... straight forward.

I knocked lightly on the door.

It opened, and my tammy grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. My arms were full of soft lush flesh, as she kissed me passionately, and I returned it with all the ardor, hope, and joy I felt at the idea of taking her home.

A feminine voice cleared, and Tammy pulled away with a blush.

The queen had an understanding look on her face, "Take care of her, Cam."

I nodded, "I will, your majesty, and she'll be back to visit in just a few days."

She smiled, "Good. Now, daughter, come give me a hug, then go before I change my mind."

Tammy hugged the queen fiercely, while the other four ladies looked as surprised and shocked as I felt about this turn of events.

Then we went home, with a nervously joyous princess in tow.

Chapter Eight

I sighed in satisfaction, as I pulled my princess against me in the spooning position, her soft warm body was covered in a sheen of sweat and a sense of satiation according to my demonic senses. It was about an hour later, I'd planned to talk to her first, but my lovely Tammy had been aggressively loving and obviously wanting the pleasure of me deeply inside of her after our three-day absence. We'd barely even taken the time to introduce her to Irze, Siora, and Lysa before I took us both upstairs to put the fire out, so to speak, in both of us.

For the first time, given the cot situation in the rude shed, I'd taken her missionary style. She really enjoyed having her legs pinned back behind my shoulders, the feeling of being trapped my body and weight. We'd experimented more than a little, and I'd pulled several orgasms from her soft, nubile, and lush body.

All the others were doing the usual morning training, I was skipping that day for obvious reasons.

She sighed in pleasure and wiggled back against me, "I love you, Cam."

I kissed her shoulder, then her neck, before I whispered in her ear, "I love you too, Tammy."

I said, "We should talk, I... we never talked about this."

She rolled over, with a slight doubtful frown on her face, "You want me here?"

I smiled, and caressed her face, "You know I do, I've asked enough times, I want you to be mine, always, but you always resisted. I don't know how you truly feel about leaving behind the palace, your garden, and the life of a princess. I also want to know what your ambitions are."

She smirked, "Besides being your cock-slave?"

I gaped at her, then laughed, "Yes, besides that."

She giggled, "Your face was priceless, I spoke to Faith a bit while we were waiting for dad to finish grilling you. I never had any doubts. Yes, this is what I want, my ambition, to be yours, raise our children, and to directly live in and effect the world around me. There is no sadness in this, only joy, and you don't need to feel guilty, if anything I should feel guilty, so I suppose I should come clean."

"You?" I asked. I was relieved I didn't need to feel guilty, I also wondered exactly what else Faith had shared about me and our family with my goddess of gardening.

She bit her lip, and then kissed me softly, "You came into my life like a whirlwind that day, Cam. Swept me away, saw me as me, instead of a princess or a way to power. It was especially heady, because you now know what I am. I know for a fact that not once have you ever lied to me, or even shaded the truth in your favor, and I love how you saw me. I knew even then, after that first three hours when I gave myself to you, that I'd find a way to be yours."

She paused for a moment, then asked softly with apology in her eyes, "Do you really believe a sorceress couldn't prevent conception if she wished it?"

Oh, holy shit.

She giggled, when my cock twitched against her stomach. Apparently, I thought it was hot that she'd gotten pregnant on purpose, the day I took her virginity.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She bit her lip, "Because I wasn't positive it would work. It was the only way I could think of that my father would let me out of my silken cage, and because I was selfish. I wanted to be sure of you, before I revealed the truth. I was afraid you would back away if you found out I was... Tamriel. Please don't ever call me that, I am your Tammy, always. Lastly, because I knew my father would ask if you'd known I was the princess, I was manipulating him and protecting you at the same time, by keeping my plan a secret from you."

That, kind of made sense, and I wasn't angry about it in the least. A little shocked, that she'd chosen me for life after three hours together, but I supposed reading the truth in me gave her an advantage that way.

I caressed her face, "Ambitions? I've told you about the coterie, and it's what I do for my mates."

She sighed softly, in relief, "Thank you, for not being angry. I'll never hold back from you again, I swear it, my love. I've never lied to you either, and I won't. My primary ambition is to be yours, raise our children, and support you and the others. I'm not quite sure yet where I want to focus my personal ambitions, to help the people of my kingdom, but I know everything you and the coterie have done are good and positive, so I can't go wrong with that."

I asked, "Do you want a garden?"

She giggled, "No, my love. That's my past, and I'll get to visit it with father and mother when we go together to charge the wards."

I nodded, "You are mine, have you given thought to the idea that our... activities will hardly be private, outside of rare occasions? We never discussed that, because there'd been no need, but we're quite a group of exhibitionist and voyeurs."

She smirked, a bit wickedly, "I've thought about it, I'm looking forward to it, learning new ways to pleasure my man. Faith and I already talked about that too, actually. She even mentioned that the physical relationship between you two, you and Lysa, and you and Siora could get... creatively dirty."

"Huh, well it seems I was worried for nothing."

She nodded, "I don't think that appeals to me, but I think I will enjoy watching you love each other creatively. I love the way you look at me, worship me, and adore me. The idea of you calling me names leaves me cold, but I won't judge you or the others for your, tastes together. Don't look so surprised, I knew from day one you had other lovers, I've put a lot of thought into all of this the last three weeks."

I nodded, "Nor would Cassia or Irze. I don't care about that, I care about taking care of my lovers the way they need to be taken care of, my pleasure always follows when I do. The kinky stuff is only fun if it's enjoyed by both. I do adore you, my love. What else did you two discuss, if you care to share."

She said, "You."

I raised an eyebrow.

She grinned, "You're the most confident man I know, but you aren't arrogant at all. I wanted to know about you through another one of your mate's eyes. You've never lied to me, but you're far more of a dangerous a man than I knew."

"I'll always protect and cherish you."

She grinned, and her eyes got a bit misty, "I know, you haven't even looked differently at me, you still see me. You have no idea, how relieved and joyful I felt two days ago, when you leered me up and down behind my family's back. That you still saw me as me."

I nodded, "I worship you as my goddess of gardening, seems to me a mere princess is a step down from a goddess."

She laughed, "Really?"

I shrugged it off, but I kind of did mean it, "I love you."

She sighed sweetly, and gave me a lingering kiss, and I could feel the fires of her libido reignite.

"I can only see one problem with me being here with you, in our home," she noted, as she pushed me gently onto my back, and straddled me in the same movement.

She was breathtaking, looking up at her, her dark blue eyes, angelically beautiful face, and having the weight and heat of her lushly curvaceous body on me. She was a goddess to me, and her being a princess meant very little to me, even if it would for the coterie. I almost hated that fact, she was enough, I didn't want her connections.

"What's that?" I asked.

She giggled wickedly, as she lined me up, then hissed in pleasure as she impaled herself slowly, an inch at a time. She was still so fucking tight that it blew my mind, but she was plenty wet from the last hour together, and all of our mixed liquid satisfaction. She consistently squirted for me, once or twice a marathon at the least, and was more than wet enough for me to slide into her heaven easily despite her hot silken vise of flesh. The wet silken hot friction of her sex was insane, as euphoric pleasure radiated in waves throughout my body.

She answered breathily with a question, "How to we ever bring ourselves to leave the bed?" obviously teasing, but at the same time deadly serious, then she ground down against me softly.

I laughed, which made her giggle naughtily again.

She tightened around me, and started to grind back and forth, with slight side to side movements, like an oval instead of a circle that both milked me and hit all the right spots in her. She gasped, when I gripped her hips, and changed her movements and angle just a slight bit, that really hit all the good spots inside of her firmly and consistently, and raised her breathy sensual pleasure at fucking me, to new heights. What good was having the magic, if I didn't cheat outrageously to give my women the most pleasure I could give.

Her generous D cups started to sway alluringly with her movements, as I stared up into her joyful and pleasure filled dark blue eyes. She was so exquisitely beautiful, lushly sexy, and breathtaking, and she was truly mine from that moment on. In my home, in my bed, and in my life. She was the future mother of my children, along with the rest. It seemed almost surreal, but I was truly rich in that moment, my coterie was complete, and my sixth was a gardener. I didn't give a shit about the princess part, I adored and worshipped her for her, not for a title.

I moaned deeply, as she started to slide up and down my cock in teasingly loving strokes, with one of those oval grinds at the end of it, exactly as I'd showed her. The way she sensuously moved her body was mesmerizing, and I lost myself in her and the deeply euphoric sensations. My cock was in heaven, and my heart was full, as our gazes locked together, and we made love. My hands wandered her body, her rounded hips, her supple and juicy bubbled ass, the deep valley of her waist, and those lovely breasts, as I teased her body up even higher.

Every touch of my fingertips, for her pleasure, which was also mine.

Her own hands on my chest, caressed me and pushed down against me, as she dug her fingertips into my flesh with each lovely and seductive breathy grasp blew my mind.

"So beautiful, you bring me so much pleasure, in so many ways."

She smiled brightly, but it didn't last long as she gasped and bit her lips sexily when I ground up into her, in perfect harmony to her lovemaking.

"Cam," she gasped, "Love, you, oh goddess! Cam!"

She tightened around me as my hands went to her hips to hold her up, as she quivered and trembled around my cock, and quaked on my body. She keened in pleasure as ecstasy filled her eyes and her face, and the sweet sounds of ultimate pleasure fell from her moist slightly parted and sexily bowed lips. She flooded my cock, balls, and thighs as she came undone for me. So beautiful, nothing more beautiful, than one of my mates coming for me.

Tammy was one of my screamers, she'd always tried to be quiet in the shack, had even taken to biting me and screaming into my shoulder, but in that moment she let it out unashamedly, since she was in our bed, and in our home. They were all pretty loud actually, but her and Cassia definitely stood out in that way. My Tammy might not be one of the kinky ones, but she was definitely one of the wild ones.

Her eyes widened, and she gasped in shock, as I raised my knees slightly, arched my back, and started to pound up into her hard and fast. Either I lifted her orgasm to new heights from the intense sensual attack, or I rolled her into a second more powerful one, either way she started to keen loudly in pleasure, her eyes wide with amazement, love, and devotion, as I continued to take what was mine from below.

Fuck, she was no more or less important to me than the others, and the others were mine in every way from the point I'd claimed them, but I couldn't deny the fact that she was different in one way. She was always mine, no other man had ever felt the pleasure of her surrendering orgasm and joy in ecstasy, or touched and experienced her intimate places, and none ever would.

No others would experience her lustful gaze, or her wanton enjoyment as she rode me. That turned me on more than I could ever express, and it was something I'd never admit out loud, lest my other mates feel lessened in some way, which just wasn't the truth. They all had something that set them apart from the others, but I loved and cherished them equally.

I grunted, as the deep emotional connection, the strong instincts and feelings, along with the insanely potent pleasure of her lush and tight body, threw me over the edge. I could've stopped it, but why the hell would I, when a modicum of magic could have me recovered in seconds.

"Mine," I roared, "My Tammy," as I started to shoot up inside of her body. I wasn't sure if it was my claim on her, or the feeling of me filling her tight sex, but she rolled into yet a third orgasm for me in that moment, and although that last one that was much less intense than the first two, it was still significant.

She collapsed forward onto me after that, and our hearts raced as one as our sweat intermingled. I loved that, the feel of her sweaty silken light brown skin against mine, and her soft huge breasts crushed against me, while she gasped breathily next to my ears.

We slowly came down together, and I cradled her lovingly, protectively, and gently as we lingered in the sublime feeling of shared after-bliss, my cock still fully buried in her nubile flesh.

She giggled, the said faux sincerely, "No, seriously, how do we get out of bed."

I laughed, "Minx," I accused.

She kissed my neck, then my lips, and then we just stared into one another's eyes for a long moment.

"It doesn't feel real yet, my head is still spinning, my love."

I caressed her face, "I know what you mean, but it is. You're mine, Tammy, and always will be, in my home, in my bed, in my life, and in my heart, mind, and soul."

She melted, probably because she could feel the truth of every word.

I added, "Lunch."

She tilted her head quizzically.

I laughed, "I was answering your question, that's what's going to get us out of bed. Hunger, and a need to replace all our energy."

She giggled, then shrieked with laughter, followed by a pleasured gasp, when I tickled her, rolled us over, and started the next round with long full strokes of my cock into the blissful pleasure of her sex.

I truly couldn't get enough of her that first day, when she truly became mine, and the sentiment was mutual.

And that's really what did it, we finished out the morning in bed, and only got out when lunch rolled around. I lost count of the number of times she came around me, and I wasn't even entirely positive how many times I'd filled her with my seed. Missing one day of training wouldn't kill me...

A dragon, a shifter, a vampire, a drow, an elf, and a demon were in the woods, which sounded like the beginning of a joke. The afternoon sun was still high in the sky, but the air was a bit cooler under the canopy of trees.

My witch and my princess, along with Lynn and Jade, were back at the house. The four of them were scribing another spell-book, so we'd have sixteen at the meeting tomorrow. There were eight full covens in the city, nine with ours, but there were a lot of independents. If they didn't sell, at least writing them with repetition would improve memory retention for the others, I already knew the spells perfectly. My sorcerous princess was doing one, just to help.