Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 11

Vaid Empire: Conquest is a massive fantasy series that aims to mix erotica with the quality of a published novel. New chapters and artwork are released every month absolutely free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access. The Series focuses heavily on worldbuilding, story, and characters.

The world of Ayphieal is shattered and chaotic, with kingdoms and tribes of six distinctive races vying for territory amongst themselves. It is only when a young human warrior finally pushes back against the chaos that the world begins to shift towards order.

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21st of Senin, 4 BVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Domani.

"They dare prod their predator?" Dominax asked in a low voice, seated at the head of the dining table.

"It appears so, my lord." Lalian replied, nervously keeping his attention aimed harmlessly at the floor as he remained standing. His green fingers fidgeted at the hem of his expensive cloak while the other hand held the message cylinder.

"Perhaps this is for the best. Surely any proposal that ends with fewer civilian deaths should be considered, should it not?" Clin added with conviction. Seated at the table, he was joined by Salduin, Hesin, and Briza.

"They offered no proposal, only a promise of invasion should we refuse." Salduin interjected. "However, I happen to agree. We cannot fail under the guidance of our God King."

Dominax held his hand out to quiet them with a scowl. "Gentlemen, we can discuss the ethics of their plan another day. If we are to meet them in battle, we must be prepared. To begin, they've allowed us to select the location of our conflict." He said before gritting his teeth in subtle anger as he thought to himself. "Not a single man shall allow me anything, as I shall take what I seek."

"I shall send scouting parties to survey potential sites immediately." Hesin said with a nod before stroking his hairless chin. "Although...I do see an alternative. Could we not deploy an invasion force of our own to attack before they are prepared? Surely taking them by surprise would provide us a tremendous advantage!"

Both Dominax and Salduin seemed to consider the idea, though Clin and Briza appeared to be repelled by the suggestion.

"Surely you jest, they've offered us an ideal opportunity to settle this matter in a single battle and you wish to discard it?" Briza asked with her arms folded onto the table to support herself. Her strong yet feminine face had developed subtle bags under her eyes over the past weeks, just noticeable enough to hint at her consistent yet unexplainable exhaustion. "Even if we are to be successful in an initial attack on one of their settlements, such an act of aggression would bring the rest of their forces down upon us. We'd ignite a completely avoidable war!"

Hesin held out his hands in frustration. "I was merely pointing out a possibility..."

Dominax broke in once more, maintaining his deep voice in a low volume that bordered on menacing. "No, Briza is right in this case Hesin, though I will not deny the appeal of such an approach. However, see to it that your spies find their way into their ranks. I wish to know the extent of their power, the manner in which they train, the types of armor and weapons that they employ. Everything."

"It will be done, my lord." Hesin nodded in a serious manner.

"As for our own warriors, we've distributed the chimira steel armor that you've converted." Briza confirmed. "Though only a few hundred have full sets at this time, every single member of our army has been issued a chimira silk one-suit."

Dominax steepled his fingers with a hint of satisfaction. "Very good. We shall await the findings of our scouts." He commanded, standing from his seat. "You are dismissed."

1st of Iahta, 4 BVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Inrin.

The crowds of Inrin gathered around the settlement center, listening to the woman's words. One of The God King's newly appointed Sages, she wore only the most provocative and revealing clothing as she conducted her monthly teachings to usher in the final month of the year.

"Let there be no uncertainty, for just as we thank the creator for the ground we tread, so too must we look to his godly seed in the form of our beloved God King Dominax! We near the end of this year, yet he shall bring..." the Sage continued on with fervor, spreading the beliefs of Dominax's mandatory new religion. She seemed to relish in the desire filled gazes of her audience, knowing that it was but one of her duties to promote and deliver sexual gratification. After all, The God King commands his subjects to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, to delve into the carnal ecstasy of procreation and breed new life onto Ayphieal.

She recognized dozens of men and women interlaced throughout the crowd who had shared her bed in the past few days alone, knowing that it was her duty to serve Dominax's citizens. She obeyed the tenants of her position fervently, even beginning to experience the first signs of pregnancy after enjoying such a plethora of male seed.

"...The God King knows what is best for us all, as he has already delivered us far more security than we have ever-" the sage's words were cut off abruptly as an arrow struck her in the chest. She stood motionless, taking a gasping breath before collapsing to the ground.

Screams erupted from the crowd as panic engulfed the population, sending them into hysterics as guards immediately moved to seek out the source of the arrow.

A single man burst from the crowd as he held a bow high over his head for all to see, standing over the sage's body as he began to shout over the commotion. It took little more than a few moments for the guards to reach him, quickly striking him down in a flurry of sharp spears. Yet, as the man fell dead, his short words struck far more fear into all those surrounding him than the sudden arrow had.

"Long live The Cult of Ortis!"

8th of Onis, 3 BVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Domani.

Dominax heard the soft sounds of insects throughout the warm surrounding rainforest, blanketed under moonlight as he stood atop the Royal Stronghold. Dressed only in his black one-suit and connected white cloak, he was grateful for the chimira silk's insulating properties on such a warm night.

He gazed out over his capital city, allowing the peaceful rustling of the numerous palm trees to quiet his misgivings regarding the coming battle. He'd need only to direct his attention to the rear of the Stronghold to be granted proof of Vaidrin's might, as progress on The Grand Pyramid had proceeded quickly. No longer could the strange pod chamber be viewed from ground level, as it had nearly been consumed in the steadily growing mass of white stone blocks.

"Dominax, are you up here?" A motherly voice came from the roof's entrance, a mere moment before Briza appeared. The sight of Cendra being carried in her arms sent a calming sensation throughout Dominax, and he moved to greet her.

"You two are still awake?" He asked in a low tone.

"Cendra has been restless..." Briza explained, her eyes and voice displaying just how tired she truly felt. She wore no clothing, allowing the soft breeze to roll over her exposed skin. "Xenia and I noticed that you were absent from our bed. Tell me Dominax, what's troubling you?"

He wrapped his arms around her nude warrior waist, holding both her and their child closely. "Much attempts to trouble me these days, yet none succeeds." He lied, looking down into Cendra's silver eyes. "I merely needed a moment to ponder."

"I understand." Briza replied as she gently pulled away, allowing her to place Cendra down on her feet. The two-year-old quickly began to explore, moving clumsily but happily. "Come, speak to me. There is no reason to burden yourself alone."

They moved to the edge of the roof, leaning against the crenellations while carefully keeping an eye on the wandering Cendra.

"You should get some rest; you appear utterly exhausted. Have you consulted Xenia?" He asked, stroking his black beard.

Briza nodded, folding her toned arms whose strength felt depleted. "I have, though she claims to be unable to seek the cause of my fatigue."

"I see..." He replied with a hint of concern, turning his head to appreciate her naked form.

"What's that smirk for?" She smiled, playfully shoving him while safe in the knowledge that none could see them. "I know that look..."

"I was merely thinking back to Cendra's conception, that night back in the forest. It...seems an eternity ago..."

The memory brought a mixture of both sadness and joy to Briza's eyes, and she gently wrapped her arm around his as she glanced at their daughter. "So much has changed...What do you think mother would have thought about her grandchild? I'm sure it wouldn't have been much of a surprise for her to find out that you are the father."

Dominax's jaw tightened, and he allowed a long moment to pass before replying. "We produced a strong and healthy child, there is no doubt that she'd be proud."

The somewhat impersonal answer caused yet another silent moment to pass, and Briza leaned her head against him in exhaustion. "I...am weary of this battle..."

"Oh?" He asked, watching as Cendra giggled while attempting to run. The breeze pulled softly at her long black hair, the exact color of his own. "I would understand if you decided to remain in Domani until your condition clears."

"That's not what I meant; I will be more than ready to fight again when the time comes." She responded, squeezing his arm slightly. "I only wonder what must come next if we are victorious. Vaidrin will become just as powerful as one of the Northern Kingdoms, yet what then?"

An insidious grin pulled at his lips. "Then we move on, Briza. You know that only death shall separate me from my goal."

"That's why I'm concerned. We've conquered Chiefdoms, High-Chiefdom, and we may conjure this strange alliance. Yet...well as you say, it will not be enough for you. I...fear the moment when this battle is through, and you set your sights on conquering another Kingdom."

"It shall be necessary, as there is no other way to enact my eternal peace. Surely you of all people understand this, considering the fate of Nitri." Dominax reaffirmed with as much conviction as he always held when speaking of such matters.

She bit her lip, considering her next words. "I know, Dominax. I truly know. I...simply worry for your safety." Briza explained before nodding to Cendra. "For her safety."

The statement brought a faint glow to Dominax's silver eyes, and his face hardened. "Trust me when I say that no living being shall ever harm her. Every action that I take only ensures that she shall flourish, as she and her descendants shall hold more power than any former king or emperor on Magnius."

Briza merely nodded soberly, closing her eyes as she listened to the distant sounds of faraway animals that bordered on her awareness. She knew that there'd be no arguing with him on this matter.

A long moment passed as they simply enjoyed the night air until she finally straightened up. "I suppose I will try to get her to sleep for a few hours." She said, moving to retrieve Cendra from where she had been playing. She then approached him once more, allowing him to say goodnight to his daughter. "Dominax...I hope you know that I love you. Truly. Wherever your ambitions take you...I shall be by your side. I promise."

He granted her a deep kiss, holding them both tightly before releasing. He allowed his fingers to gently slide from her bare rear as she turned away, the softness of her skin tantalizing on his fingertips.

As soon as she had left, he moved to gaze out at Domani once more, uncertain of how many minutes passed before he turned away for a final time. Leaving the roof, he made his way through The Royal Stronghold's corridors before stopping the moment he encountered the first female guard that he could find.

A woman who appeared to be in her late twenties, she was dressed in a complete set of white chimira steel armor. Her light brown hair peaked out from beneath her helmet while her mature, yet attractive face remained mostly visible through the helmet's openings. Her black one-suit clung tightly to her body, highlighting every inch of her womanly form. Possessing the curves that accompanied overly wide childbearing hips and somewhat large breasts hidden beneath her chest plate, her sensual body had practically been formed to breed. The small but mostly visible muscles only complemented her feminine shape, granting him no doubt that she was quite a capable warrior.

Dutifully she bowed as he passed, only to straighten up in confusion as he came to a stop before her. Clearing her throat quickly, she attempted to display her most confident tone. "I am at your service, my God King."

Studying her, he could almost taste her anticipation before finally speaking. Yet when he did, his blunt words only provoked surprise. "Tell me, would you like me to impregnate you?"

Her expression appeared as if someone had just granted her a kingdom of her own, mixing both shock, embarrassment, and bursting joy. She hurried to collect herself, remaining still. "I...well I'd...I'd be honored, my God King!"

Satisfied, Dominax nodded with a smirk. "Very well, come with me."

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Walking beyond the perimeter of Domani's outer wall, Dominax had only just managed to slip out of his one-suit before he was beset upon by his intended mate. Having quickly discarded her armor to the dirt, she pressed her firm body against his own, running her hands along his chest.

Her one-suit's silky fabric remained the only barrier between their forms, causing Dominax to practically tear at it with a consuming hunger for her body. Their lips attacked one another, sharing each other's saliva in a furious kiss.

The guard pushed his hands away, taking over the act of undressing herself. Slowly, she removed her black one-suit, revealing her womanly curves. The moonlight dripped through the tree branches, cascading lightly over her nurturing body. The display hardened his manhood further, and he acknowledged to himself that he had chosen tonight's breeding partner well.

"Truly exquisite hips, you shall encounter no issue birthing my child." He said, pitching his voice in a manner that nearly oozed lustful desire.

With her cheeks reddening at his words, she quickly bowed her head in gratitude before slowly lowering herself to her knees. "Such would be an absolute honor...my God King."

The sensation of her soft lips grazing his shaft sent a tingle through him, a feeling amplified by the openness of their location. There were many places that he could have utilized while Briza and Xenia slept in The Royal Quarters, yet he had selected a slight risk. What would his other guards have thought if they could see him, actively choosing to procreate beyond the safety of their protection? It mattered little to him.

Her lips traveled up and down his cock, back and forth with a light pressure. It was as if she was worshiping his manhood, both tasting and smelling the scent of her ruler. She knew that this very rod would sire her firstborn, claiming her.

Yet unable to hold back any longer she moved to allow the tip to side past her lips, slowly accepting it into her sensual mouth.

Groaning, Dominax pushed his hips forward and slid in further, the underside of his shaft rubbing against her loving tongue. The intrusion nearly forced a gag to utter from her as it steadily slid down her throat, yet she remained in control over herself until he had pushed as deeply as he could manage.

Slightly watery at the strain from his manhood's size, her eyes pointed up to gaze at him in utter devotion. Her tongue pleased a living God as it massaged his shaft, desiring to serve him in any way he wished. He suspected that she'd gladly die for him, a thought that both disturbed and intrigued him.

"If all were to share your faith, what might a man in my position do with such potential?" He thought to himself, loosing an insidious grin.

Holding her head firmly he began to pump his hips as she remained on her knees. Her saliva coated his cock, lubing it to ease her efforts. Though not quite as tight as many of the young vaginas he had sampled, the workings of her mouth brought a satisfied expression to his face.

Reaching just under his shaft, she took hold of his testicles with a tender carefulness that fully demonstrated her loyalty. She held them in her hand, assessing their mature weight. The guard was well aware of the sheer quantity of young women that her God King had knocked up, knowing fully that the orbs in her hand contained the sperm that would cause her to fall pregnant. The thought brought a shudder of yearning through her loins, already preparing for his entrance.

Eventually, she slid his staff from her mouth, freeing it to hang heavily as saliva dripped to the dirt. "My lord, I can wait no longer..."

He nodded in acknowledgment, allowing her to finally stand and turn around. Yet to his surprise she not only bent over, but also lifted her leg to remove any concept of resistance as she used her hand to hold herself up against the nearest tree. Her waiting pussy was ready, begging to be his.

Happy to oblige, he grabbed her strong leg and hoisted it higher, turning her nearly onto her side as she remained standing. With his other he lined up his cock, pressing it into the soaking wet folds of her womanhood.

They each released a groan as he pressed forwards, sinking into her tight tunnel. The sounds of night insects were drowned out as they slammed together fully, wasting no time in delving into their rough procreation.

The light humidity of the nearly tropical forest drove a sensation of wildness into Dominax, encompassed entirely by nature as they mated. Did their ancestors breed in such a way? Cock inserted into vagina, surrounded by nothing more than trees?

His rough pounding rocked her feminine warrior body, forcing her to use her strength to hold herself upright. The smooth texture of the tree in front of her could almost be thought of as soft and malleable, providing a comfortable surface to brace her palms against.

Dominax compared his latest conquest of flesh to those that came before. There was nothing quite as superb as entering a female's pussy, knowing fully that he intended to breed with her. The deep satisfaction that he gained each time he emptied his seed into a fertile womb could not be surpassed, and he understood that some may even accuse him of possessing an addiction to it. There had been no end to the stream of volunteers that presented themselves each day to him, hoping they'd be the lucky one to warm The God King's bed for a single night.

The knowledge that nearly all his partners had departed pregnant caused his mystical silver eyes to lightly glow, his balls aching as he continued to slam into her supple body. His offspring would dominate the planet, in all things.

The guard remained unable to hold in her moans, echoing her cries of passion throughout their night cloaked surroundings. "Yeeesss...! Let a holy child...of The God King...spring forth from my loins...!"

Dominax grinned at her devotion, his cock gripped by ecstasy. Her vagina muscles quivered, anticipating the moment that his seed would spew into her depths.

He placed his hand on her firm rump, enjoying its soft cushions and the added leverage that it granted him. The guard's wetness nearly surpassed what Xenia was capable of, her juices leaking onto the forest ground. Such wetness only increased dramatically as her body seized, orgasming intensity around his cock.