Jaina Proudmoore, Royal Surrogate

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Anduin must secure an heir. He finds the perfect woman.
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Contains: M/F, M/F/F, F/F, Humans, Anduin Wrynn, Jaina Proudmoore, Taelia Fordragon Cuckquean, Older female, Breeding, Huge Cock, Huge Tits, Vaginal Sex, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Doggy style, Cowgirl position, Creampie, Cum tasting, Masturbation, Semi-public sex, Mentions of public sex, Some voyeurism

"You are the greatest gift your mother ever gave me, Anduin. Someday, someone you love will bless you in a similar fashion and you will continue the line of House Wrynn as we have done for a thousand years."

His father's words echoed in his mind as he stared at the ceiling of his cabin. He rolled over, his bare back exposed to the cool air of the room. The warmth of Taelia's naked body next to him kept him warm, and he felt himself stirring at the thought of the night before.

Taelia shifted beside him, rolling onto her side and draping an arm over him. He could feel her lips pressed to his upper back and her slow breathing against his skin. "Is something bothering you, dear?" she asked, gently running her hand along his muscled chest soothingly.

"I... I just... War is engulfing every part of Azeroth, Taelia. I want an heir. I need an heir, in case I don't make it. Sylvanas will very likely send assassins my way eventually."

The couple had been trying desperately to conceive for some time now, with no success. After several months of this, Taelia and Anduin had gone to see Kaldorei healers in Stormwind, hoping that something could have been done to help with her fertility.

"I am sorry," the druid had said, shaking his head slowly. "There is simply no way for life to take root within you, Lady Fordragon. As for you, Your Majesty, you should avoid... relations with women upon whom you do not wish to place the burden of motherhood. Your seed is incredibly potent."

Both lovers would remember that day, and other healers and mages and physicians had all said the same thing. Taelia was barren and would never be with child. They had felt an emptiness take them at the news, though they remained hopeful and kept trying. As enjoyable as sex between the two was, there was always that nagging thought scratching at them ceaselessly, reminding them that no matter how often they tried, they would never have a child that was theirs.

Anduin shook himself from his memories as Taelia's hand ran down his bare chest. Her fingers brushed against his cock, caressing the hefty tool gently before wrapping her fingers around it. He rolled over slowly at that touch, pressing his lips against hers. The feeling of her naked skin against his own, so soft and warm, caused his cock to begin to stir in response. He wanted to fuck her right then and there, but she beat him to it, straddling his waist and leaning down to kiss him passionately. He slid his hands up her legs, pulling her nightgown up to her waist, gently gripping her full breasts as she started to slowly grind herself on him.

He broke away from the kiss, kissing his way down her neck and then between her breasts. He pressed his face to the soft mounds, the skin of his cheeks brushing against the sides of those heavy orbs. Taelia sighed softly, arching her back slightly to give him better access as he began to gently lick and suck on her nipples, which were quickly stiffening with arousal.

"I love you," she moaned softly, starting to move herself up and down the length of his thick, hard shaft, grinding the lips of her wet gash against his prick horizontally, not quite penetrating her yet.

He could feel her warmth and wetness against his rock-hard prick, hard enough now that it was nearly painful.

Before long, he felt her rising off him. That lasted only a moment and he watched as her fingers gripped the base of his manhood, aiming it upwards at her pussy. She then moved herself back down onto him, feeling his enormous royal dick sliding into her like a hot iron spear, the head of which spread her lower lips to an almost painful degree.

But she had grown accustomed to his size, as the couple had made a habit of fucking at least twice a day.

Anduin gasped, reaching up and gripping Taelia's hips as she began to ride him, slowly at first but gaining momentum as she continued. He could feel the hot, slick walls of her snatch slide up and down his shaft, tightening around him every time she moved upwards. The feeling of his balls smacking up against her soft ass made him throb with pleasure, and he watched her breasts bounce with every stroke, the twin globes jiggling as she moved, large enough that even two of his hands were insufficient to fully encompass a single one.

"Fuck, Anduin, you're so fucking big!" she moaned, eyes closed in ecstasy. She placed her hands on the bed to steady herself as she leaned backwards, picking up the pace.

Anduin started to thrust himself into her, watching his thick cock disappear into her cunt with every stroke. She started to make these soft little squeals every time he went in deep, her pussy clenching around his cock as if it were trying to milk him for every last drop of cum.

She leaned forward and started to ride him faster and faster, bouncing up and down his length as he thrust himself up into her.

He began to feel a familiar warmth rising up within him, but he fought it back, wanting to enjoy this as long as he could before blowing his load.

It wasn't long before Taelia let out a scream of pleasure, the muscles in her cunt squeezing him tight as she came. Anduin gripped her hips tightly, feeling her pussy gripping his dick like a vice, tightening around him as she came. Her juices dribbled out of her, running down his thighs and nuts as he rammed himself into her at a frantic pace.

He felt her slowing down on top of him, still bouncing on his shaft, wanting to make him cum deep inside her. He looked up at her, seeing the ecstatic look on her face as she rode him. "Cum for me, Anduin," she whispered breathlessly, eyes looking into his. "Cum inside me."

He felt his balls tighten and the warm pressure in his groin start to boil over. His entire body stiffened and he let out a long, pleasured moan, feeling his hot seed shoot out of his cock and into her. She moaned as well as she felt him explode, shooting thick ropes of jizz into her stretched-out cunt, her inner muscles contracting around him as she began to cum again, a smaller yet quite potent orgasm washing over her sweaty body.

After a long moment of emptying himself deep inside Taelia, Anduin's muscles finally relaxed and he let himself fall back down onto the bed. Taelia rolled off him, his cock slipping out of her, falling onto his thigh with a wet smack. He turned, looking at her and smiling tiredly. She smiled back, leaned forward and kissed him softly.

"I love you," she whispered, lying down next to him.

He nodded, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. "I love you too, Taelia."

Anduin looked up at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the sea outside and the slight creaking of wood as their vessel made its way to their destination. Those sounds soothed him, washing away the worries that came with being king. The waters between Gilneas and Kul Tiras had been relatively calm so far, and he hoped that they would continue to be so until they arrived.

He wondered how his trip would go. He so hoped to strengthen the bonds between the Alliance and Kul Tiras. Jaina's missive had been encouraging, but she had wanted approval from the noble houses of her kingdom before officializing anything.

Taelia sighed contentedly, and Anduin felt her press a kiss to his neck. "I know you want a child, Anduin. I know it's what's needed for Stormwind, for the Alliance. If I can't be the mother, then perhaps...?"

The king sighed, shaking his head. "I don't want some stranger bearing my child," he muttered, glancing over at her. "You're my beloved, Taelia. You are the first woman I have ever loved and the last. And... I can't think of a single noblewoman who would agree to do this. There would also be no way to keep this hidden if we brought a commoner in to act as surrogate..."

"Then we bring someone you know," she said, looking up at him. "Someone who can be discreet about the matter."

"Do you have anyone in mind?" he asked her, a skeptical look on his face.

"I do, actually," she replied, smiling slightly. "Someone you've known for far longer than I."

"And who is that?"

"We'll be meeting her soon."

⚓ ⚓ ⚓

The occasional squawking of a sea gull broke through the silence of the afternoon air as the pair stood at the bow of the ship. Soldiers, diplomats and various other visitors crowded the decks of the large vessel, anchored a way off from the docks, but the royal couple had made themselves scarce and remained on the upper deck, gazing at the docks of Boralus.

Many were those who desired a word with Anduin, hoping to establish some treaty or another or to bring news from the various battlefields that raged across Azeroth.

"I wonder how we should go about this..." Anduin mused, his fingers running along the railing of the ship as they watched the docks.

"Well, she isn't a stranger. These things should be approached carefully, of course, but I doubt the suggestion would be enough to harm our relationship to her. Perhaps we can have a private dinner with her, see how it goes," she said, looking up at him.

"Do you think she'd agree?" Anduin asked, looking down at his lover.

"Of course. We've both known her for some time. She'll understand."

Anduin nodded. He felt a little uncertain about the prospect and felt uneasy at the thought of even harboring such thoughts about another woman. But if Jaina and Taelia both agreed, then he would accomplish his duty.

A trumpet sounded over the bay of Boralus as the two great seagates leading to Kul Tiras's inner bay slowly opened, the enormous doors slowly revealing an equally imposing ship: that of the nation's Lord Admiral.

Standing tall upon the deck of the flagship was a regal looking woman, wearing the blue, gold and white that she was known for, the elegant clothing of a lady of noble birth, with a dress of fine blue cloth and her white locks tied in a tight braid over her shoulder. She held her staff firmly in one gloved hand as her vessel moved towards Anduin's.

Jaina Proudmoore had arrived.

Kul Tiran Tidesages worked hard to direct the two vessels towards each other and to keep the waters of the bay calm, concentrating on incantations that created and directed currents. Anduin couldn't help but feel amazed at the sight, wondering how his own kingdom hadn't made use of such magic before.

It wasn't long before the ships were alongside each other and a plank was extended, connecting the two vessels and forming a bridge from Jaina's ship to his own. Jaina stepped onto the wooden plank, smiling at her friends.

The conversations around them died down.

Though she was twice their age, Jaina was undoubtedly one of the most beautiful women in the Eastern Kingdoms, with curves twice that of any other woman Anduin had ever seen.

With hips like those, she'll have an easy time of it, he thought. He could tell that Taelia was making similar observations with not-too-subtle glances downwards. Both lovers were well acquainted with Jaina's abundant femininity, the generous swell of her breasts overflowing from the bodice she'd worn.

"Anduin, Taelia, it is good to see you," she said warmly, stepping forward and embracing the couple. Anduin and Taelia briefly looked at each other as they felt Jaina's massive knockers pressing up against them.

"A-ah, Auntie Jaina, it's a pleasure to see you again," Anduin stammered out, surprised at her affectionate greeting. While Jaina had a reputation for being businesslike or even cold-hearted, anyone who knew her was keenly aware that the truth was quite different.

"And you, my dear," Jaina replied, smiling warmly. "And Taelia, we haven't seen each other in only a few months and I feel like you've grown so much as a woman. I do hope your trip to Stormwind has been enjoyable," she said with a grin.

Taelia flushed. "I've been very excited to return home, Jaina. Thank you for allowing this - these - meetings to happen," she said, returning Jaina's smile.

"Well, let's not linger in the bay too long. Air's chilly and I feel like you two might be craving actual food. If you're feeling up to it, perhaps we can get caught up on all that's been happening over dinner," Jaina suggested as she took a few steps back from the couple, turning towards her ship and beckoning them follow.

"I think that would be lovely, Jaina," Anduin replied. He noticed Taelia glancing at the older woman's ass as she walked to the other ship, hips swaying seductively with each step.

The royal couple followed Jaina back to her ship, and she bade them follow her to the upper deck. Now that they were on the Lord Admiral's ship, they could see just how bigger it was than Anduin's. Taelia had visited a few times over the years, having been raised as a squire of House Proudmoore, but the enormous vessel never ceased to amaze her.

"I hope you've been enjoying yourselves since last we met," Jaina said, her voice light and pleasant as the three were led into the captain's cabin, sitting down around a large table where servants brought a myriad of amazing-looking dishes.

"Oh yes, very much so," Taelia replied, smiling at her friend and waiting for the food to finish arriving before she plucked a juicy olive from a platter. "Stormwind is a beautiful city, and the rivers of Elwynn are very enjoyable to fish in."

While Anduin had doubtlessly spent more time with Jaina over the years than she had, due in part to what many considered Jaina's betrayal of Kul Tiras, Taelia was nonetheless fond of the woman. They had grown close since her return, and she thought the woman a good and wise ruler for the island-nation.

"I am glad to hear it," the older woman replied, herself beginning to fill her plate. "Though I do fear that there are dark times ahead of us," Jaina added, looking down at the table. She paused for a moment before continuing. "While we may have removed the evil that had taken hold of Kul Tiras recently, it will not be long before the Horde lands upon our shores once more."

Anduin frowned. "The Alliance will stand by you, Jaina," he said.

The white-haired mage looked up and smiled, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. The only hairs that had retained their original color on her head, following the bombing of

Theramore. "Of course you will," she replied, nodding. "Neither you nor your father have ever let me down. Your job, however, will be to convince the noble houses of the nation to align with your cause. Kul Tiras will give you whatever it can to help strengthen the Alliance."

"Well," Taelia said, interrupting Anduin as he was beginning to speak. "There is one thing..."

Jaina turned to her, tilting her head sideways with curiosity. "Ah?"

Taelia offered Anduin a glance. His gaze met hers.

"Lord Admiral, as you know, Anduin and I have not had the best of luck securing an heir for the Kingdom of Stormwind..." Taelia said, her gaze meeting Jaina's.

"I am aware. Though there is still time for that, dear. If you wish to adopt a child, we have many orphans since the war who need loving parents..." Jaina offered, smiling.

Taelia shook her head, dismissing the fact that they had told few people outside their most trusted advisors of their current situation. How Jaina knew, they would eventually have to find out. "Anduin and I were considering, perhaps, using a surrogate to bear our child, since I am the one unable to conceive."

Jaina's eyes widened as she slowly came to the realization of what was being asked of her. "And you tell me this because...?"

"We would trust no one else as the mother of our children," Anduin said.

"That is... quite a lot to take in, Your Highness. May I take some time to think this over?"

Jaina was obviously a little shocked at the proposition, never having borne children herself. A younger version of herself had once entertained the thought during her time with a certain Prince of Lordaeron, but that time had long since come and gone.

"I'm sorry, we shouldn't have sprung this on you as soon as we arrived," Taelia said, standing up, cheeks red with embarrassment.

"No, it's fine, Taelia. It's something that is not wholly uncommon... But I need time to think it through. I am not as young as I once was and, well, people will notice."

"Of course," Anduin said, standing with Taelia. "We will go see the city for now. Take your time, Jaina."

And with that, Anduin and Taelia exited the cabin, leaving Jaina alone to consider the proposition. She felt a warmth in her loins at the mere thought of the idea, and she began to wonder how Anduin and Taelia would look as parents.

⚓ ⚓ ⚓

The following day passed, with Taelia and Anduin managing to see many of the sights that Boralus had to offer. They had met many of the merchants and some minor nobles, as well as many of the common folk.

But as dusk crept over the landscape, the royal couple eventually retired to Proudmoore Keep for the evening, exhausted from their long day. Anduin sat at his desk within the comfort of their lavishly decorated room, busily drafting letters to diplomats and other dignitaries. He had to make sure he had all the support possible to continue waging war against the Horde, to put an end to the unjustifiable aggression between the two factions.

Taelia, meanwhile, was looking over maps of Azeroth and other documents to assist Anduin in his duties.

She has a mind for tactics, that one, Anduin thought, smiling. Far more than I ever will.

Anyone who would have seen them then would have thought them an adorable couple, working together as they were. The two had been spending many a night hard at work, discussing strategy and politics, but this night, something seemed... different.

There was a tension in the air, and they both knew why.

Anduin's heart began to race as his mind began to wander. He could still feel the softness of Jaina's breasts against him during that hug and the thought of her ass swaying as it had... He felt his cock stir. Would she accept?

His gaze wandered to Taelia. She was the one who had suggested the arrangement. Would she be okay with him bedding another woman? Especially one twice their age... He didn't want to cause a rift to form between them. She was everything he had ever wanted in a partner: bright, beautiful, strong. Only a few years older than him, she was the perfect woman for him.

Yet, he couldn't help his mind from going back to Jaina, she who had been so much like an aunt to him. He couldn't help but remember the moments they had shared during his teenage years, like the time he'd made a fool of himself by telling Jaina how he wanted to kiss her. The blonde mage had smiled and laughed, making it clear that she felt nothing but familial love for the young boy. "Of course, one kiss on the cheek can't hurt," she had said.

His thoughts were pulled from their muse as he felt Taelia's hands on his shoulders, gently squeezing them.

"It's late," she said, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek from behind. "We should go to bed. Tomorrow will be the beginning of your tour of Kul Tiras. If they're going to be rejoining the Alliance, they're going to be happy to see the High King."

He nodded slowly, pressing his hands to the table as if to stand up when there came a knock at the door.

"Yes?" Anduin called out. "Who is it?"

Taelia looked at Anduin, a little surprised. Both wondered who would come knocking at such a late hour.

"It's me, Jaina," came the voice, confirming their suspicions.

"Ah," Anduin said, looking over at Taelia. He and Taelia had opted for more comfortable clothing, but nothing that would have been inappropriate to entertain a guest. "Come in."