Who a King Must Do Ch. 02

"By Elune!" she gasped between the convulsions of her body, her tight pussy wring Anduin's well-sucked cock each time. He barely even got to pull back before he dropped all the way back into her and unloaded his seed into her already fertilized womb. The feeling of his seed burning inside her pushed her orgasm even further and her upper body curved up only to smack back on the flat table multiple times.

Genn looked at the spectacle with immense desire, he wouldn't have been a man if the writhing body of the leader and most perfect of the night elves didn't turn him on. There was no tent in his pants, however, as Shandris had already removed them and freed the lesser kings own cock. It wasn't as massive as Anduin's was, but it was still above average

Next to him, his wife was bewildered but in the best way. Her hands twitched in gestures that seemed like she wanted to touch herself and her eyes were glazed over. It was only when her dress had already fallen to the floor that she realized that the elven maid was undressing her.

Once done undressing the royal pair, Shandris retreated. She would not touch another man intimately unless told so, which Anduin intended to never do. The maid however, immediately started jerking off Genn, her hand was slick with pre-cum within second.

Tyrande fell to the table one final time and got to bask in the afterglow for a moment. Then Anduin started moving. The table creaked under every thrust. Her legs were nothing more than handles to allow him to push deeper. "Will..." she gasped, "...you really - by Elune's trimmed pussy - will you really just stand there and watch me getting fucked on a table again?" the high priestess challenged Genn.

The old wolf reacted like a man of his temper was expected to, immediately grabbing his wife and bending her over the table. The queenly milfs large breasts squished between her and the table, spilling out to the sides as her head came to rest next to Tyrande's. "I will do as I please, remember your place as my king's slave!" he announced as he thrusted into his wife in one go.

The two women, of the highest status in their respective cultures, were nothing but panting sluts on the table, taking their men's cocks into their willing holes. Mia didn't say much, being both too turned on but also too shy about the situation. It was one thing to share her men with other women because she couldn't satisfy him on her own anymore, it was a whole other thing to be fucked next to the woman leading the race that saved her people and the High King of the Alliance.

Fucked more energetically than she remembered her husband being anytime in recent memory, even more than the first night where he had suddenly brought three night elves with him into the chamber. Was it the challenge from a younger man? The beauty of Tyrande? The latter created a sting of jealousy in the old woman's heart, but she also completely understood. She too desired this woman, everyone would.

Tyrande turned her head and then stretched, raising Mia's head and locking them in a kiss. It couldn't be anymore than shallow, between their bodies being shook by tremendous thrusts and their different positions, but it was a kiss and it blew away the queens remaining inhibitions, causing her to transform her panting into the moans of a whore that would work for free. Moans the kind of which Genn seldomly heard from here and never in this intensity.

"Shandris, climb on top of your whore of a leader," Anduin growled, the situation made his own lust boil over. On the other side of the table a similar command soon followed. The maid stacked on top Mia in the same doggystyle position, while Shandris and Tyrande found themselves face to face with their pussies next to each other's. The sight of the sentinel generals athletic back and firm butt made up for the shame of not being able to see the high priestess breasts raising in heaving breaths anymore.

The High King continued to fuck Tyrande, whilst leaving no opportunity to spank Shandris ass intensely. Dripping wet, they were both basking in the indirect pleasure they received, the shaking of the others body causing their clits and nipples to grind against each other. Slick and sloppy sounds filled the room from both sides of the table as Mia cried out in orgasm just as Tyrande came for the second time.

Staring only at the women in front of them, Anduin and Genn gave it every ounce of strength they had to push the climaxes of the mothers of their children to new heights. The old wolf, however, just had less to give. With a few final thrusts he spurted his seed deep into his queen, while Anduin was still going strong.

Be it age, Genn being pent-up or just talent, the High King didn't need to cum yet in the slightest, even with Tyrande's pussy being clenching tight around him. He could see her quivering through the way that Shandris lay on top of the high slave, continuously shifting her weight as Tyrande's spine rose in uncontrolled ecstasy. The screams of her usually so loud orgasms were muffled by the sentinel general aggressively making out with her adoptive mother, the ponytail Shandris usually wore her hair in slowly undid itself under the messy thrashing.

With Tyrande's orgasm slowly subsiding, Anduin pulled out of her. In a hasty movement, his cock demanding to feel the warmth of a sexy body around it again, he put in position and climbed on the chair he had been sitting on to gain needed height and squatted over Shandris ass. There was no need to spurt his seed into her quivering crotch and he could make her cum with either hole, that much he was certain off.

In the meanwhile, Genn was ready to go again. He may not have possessed the one-in-the-world stamina of his king, but he was by no means an average man that was done after one orgasm. Mia on the other hand had the expression of a mind blown away by intense pleasure, tongue lolling out of her closed mouth and eyelids half closed, occasional shivering when an aftershock rippled through her body.

The old wolf raised up on his toes, taking advantage of the fact that he was quite tall, and claimed the pussy of the servant elf in front of him. Taking her in doggystyle just like his queen beforehand, hips once again slapped against the soft flesh of bred-worthy buttocks.

"Relax, whore," Anduin commanded Shandris, pressing against her back entrance with his pulsating cock, and slapped her ass once more with his flat hand.

"YES!" Shandris enthusiastically cried out as a deep purple imprint of her master's hand started appearing on her. As Anduin slipped past her tight sphincter, she threw her head back and thus sent the hairband holding together her mane flying in cascade of midnight blue. The girthiest part of his cock had finally stretched her open wide enough and then he was all the way in.

Slick with a mixture of his cum and Tyrande's juices, Anduin had no problem thrusting in and out of the tight asshole. A sadistic pleasure boiled up inside him as he saw mild pain creep up on Shandris face. It was just a mere undertone to the vast amount of lust displayed on her curved up body, however.

"Fuck it all," Anduin growled as his orgasm started boiling. "Shandris, you want to be mine?"

"Fhoreva, oh bayh Eluhne, fohrrevaaa, mashhhter A-aaah!-nduin!" the sentinel gave the expected answer, slurred massively by her mouth unable to be closed under her constant moans. Her tongue was stretched out the maximum, curved up just as her back was. She was in a state of absolute bliss, dark magic pouring into her body and she accepted it ecstatically. "I waaa-hnt to beee yourrr shlaaavhe!"

"Then take it all!" he screamed as he came inside her. Together with the massive blast of semen flooding her ass came a final push of Shadow magic. What he hadn't done until this point suddenly seemed like the most logical thing in the world as he engraved his mark into Shandris as he made her his second real slave.

The purple shimmer took hold of her eyes just as it had done with Tyrande as the tendril-like marks appeared around the sentinel's pussy lips. A reward of unspeakable intensity tensed up Shandris whole body, her screams of pleasure became naught but ecstatic silence, the purple flickering on in her eyes, making the outline of her irises visible as they travelled up into her skull. Convulsions hit her heavily until she eventually collapsed on top of the high priestess.

"Now she is your sister slave for real," Anduin told Tyrande.

In response the first high slave gently caressed the scalp of he shivering mess, "I did desire you to know this as well." The words fell on eyes deaf from the blood rushing through them. Then Tyrande loudly moaned as Anduin's cock pushed back into her.

"I must concede defeat," Genn declared as he fell into his chair on the other side of the table. Fresh cum was dripping from his own dick, but it was going limp and it seemed the king had no more strength in his legs or hips. The elven maid and Mia got off the table, giving the worgen a double blowjob whilst he relaxed. While that restored his erection, it did not give him the stamina to continue. "But now that my urges are taken care off. What is the situation in the court I need to know about?"

"A couple of tax adjustments are to be made with the now booming economy," Anduin began his briefing, eyes focused on the holes he was fucking. It was important Genn had all the information to make the correct decisions while he was away in Kul Tiras. "For the most part, we plan to lower them as our coffers are full from the share we receive from the donations made to the slave houses. Mostly, I need you to look after Westfall, Spymaster Shaw says something is stirring there..."