The King's Harem Ch. 02

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Lydia and Elia placed the large bowls of scented soapy warm water on the soft rug as they knelt next to where we lay. Elia knelt behind Vasiliki who was draped across me and Lydia knelt at my other side. Elia smiled coyly at me when I caught her eye. I was surprised to see her here, now, because I had just rescued her a few days ago and hadn't really seen her since except for once when she was passing from one room to another. She'd been in the care of my wives since she arrived. Still, I didn't expect her to join in these kinds of activities so soon, if at all. What she was about to do had almost always been performed by the harem. Only rarely had guests, who had yet to decide what would become of their new lives, participated.

She followed Lydia's lead. They each dipped their washcloths in the warm scented water and cleaned us tenderly. Lydia stroked and cleaned my cock and balls of Vasiliki's juices and Elia wiped and cleaned my cum from between Vasiliki's cheeks. They dried us with soft towels. Vasiliki snuggled into my shoulder then said,

"Elia, I've been away until yesterday, so we haven't had the chance to talk. But won't you tell us how our King found you?"

"Yes my queen." Elia said, her legs folded under her on the carpet. She sat neat and upright, her hands in her lap. All my wives were addressed as Queens by the people of Atlantis. I had never ordered it. I never actually ordered almost anything. But these customs came from the people and Elia had caught on to it. She was used to these kinds of formalities from her native land and time.

"I am- no, I was-"

"You can be whoever you want to be-," Vasiliki interrupted, "-I still am the eighteen year old Princess of Syracuse that I was when our King found me nearly six centuries ago. Yet now I'm also one of the Queens of Atlantis and have worn many, many other titles since he brought me here."

Elia nodded,

"Well... then I am Elia of Sabine. I am the daughter of Olus Staius and Livia Maras. My father is-," her voice cracked and the pain of her memory closed her wet eyes, "-He wa-" her shoulders shook with her sobs. Vasiliki sat up and took Elia's hand in her own.

"Shhh my sweet girl", she whispered, "You will overcome this and live a wonderful life. Just as they would have wanted you too, and even more than they could have imagined." Vasiliki wiped Elia's tears away who sniffed and nodded. I was up on one elbow and rested my hand on Elia's thigh. It was soft and disappeared up into the shadow of her short cut light blue tunic made of soft cotton. It was shoulderless and sleeveless and was held up by her plump breasts and a loose draw string. She shifted and her thighs opened slightly. I thought I could feel warmth emanating from between her legs. I didn't dare make a suggestive move. She was new to this place, and anything she did here had to be her choice.

Vasiliki stroked her naked shoulder, saying:

"Why don't you lay down here with us? It's very nice in Aphroditus' arms. We'll keep you safe while you tell us your story."

Elia hesitated as she wiped her eyes and sniffled. I thought she was just going to stay put, even as I made some space for her, but then she smiled and lay down beside me with her back to me and her head resting on my bicep, she snuggled up against me and pressed her soft round butt into my crotch. My little spoon. I gasped a tiny bit in surprise and for an instant she shrank away. But I wrapped my other arm across her belly and she latched onto my forearm, pushing my wrist between her heavy breasts, my inner elbow resting on some bunched up fabric right over her clit. She rubbed herself more firmly into me. Vasiliki laid down facing her, their lips only a handbreadth apart, as if everything Elia would be about to say would be a secret between them. Lydia came around to spoon Vasiliki who snuggled warmly into her. I was still naked and could feel every inch of Elia' s warm smooth sunkissed skin and slight soft garment against me. I was grateful I had just cum or else I'm sure my cock would have slid right up into her short skirt by now.

She glanced a smile at me.

"My father was the biggest horse breeder among the Sabines, his horses are the best in all of Italy and he was and favored by the King, Titus Tatius", she began, "So when King Titus' younger brother Staius became a widower, my father was so happy to marry me off to him." She squeezed my arm tighter. "I was so angry at him. But it feels like a lifetime ago now. Staius was known for being cruel, and I was afraid." The way she kept pulling at my arm as she spoke started to walk the top of her loose dress towards her nipples, and her shifting about was sliding her very short gossamer tunic over her hips and around her waist. My breath shortened, and I felt my face heat up, but she just said that she loved how warm my skin was and did something with her hips which isolated my cock between her soft naked buttcheeks. Does she know what she's doing to me?

"We were to be married at the big festival to honor Neptune-" She stopped moving, then turned her head up towards me, her bouncy curly Mediterranean brown hair squishing against my cheek until our lips almost met. She was intoxicating. Her eyes like dark baskets of roasted chestnuts, her lips like an opened fig. My eyelids were half closed already- "Do you have festivals for the Gods here?" she asked.

Vasiliki giggled, and my eyes opened all the way again as I caught my breath,

"We have many Festivals" I said, "But they don't have much to do with the gods. They're about us, and enjoying being alive together."

My cock pulsed between her ass cheeks.

"Oh" she said thinking for a moment, "That sounds nice" and turned back towards Vasiliki who giggled and promised to arrange a festival soon. As she did, she pulled the skin back from my dick with her ass cheeks. I'm sure it had grown noticeably, but she was happy in my embrace. Perhaps she had never really been held like this before. I propped myself up on one elbow, positioning my head just above hers.

"I was supposed to marry Staius at the festival" she continued, her face turning slightly red, "and my father was going to become the father of the wife of the king's brother and our family name would become illustrious for a thousand generations." She sighed touching her belly. "and I would make him many heirs." She glanced up at me saying "they say every man needs heirs." She smiled and shifted along my cock, "My mother said that we women of sabine are the most fertile in the world; even more fertile than our fields." My breath caught for a second and I felt a fire in my blood as I looked into her eyes. She winked and giggled. The fabric separating my cock from her pussy was soaked.

"At least that's what he kept saying as he got the King to agree. It only cost him five horses a year which the king would be allowed to pick from our herd for the rest of his life. My father thought it was worth it." The inside of my forearm brushed her soft erect nipple, the top of the dress had walked down far enough to reveal it fully, slipping under her breast a moment later. Vasiliki's hand glided up to the exposed, soft, pink summit. One delicate finger swirled around Elia's nipple. She shuddered and gasped and squirmed against me, causing my cock to jolt. She opened her thighs for my cock to slide between them. She went on with her story, shorter of breath as she rubbed her pussy, back arched, along the top of my cock.

"At the festival," she panted as she spoke, "I wasn't allowed to be with my friends as usual because it was also my wedding day. I had to be locked away in the bride pavillion until it would be time for my father to give me to Staius in front of everyone at the festival. Everyone was having fun outside without me. I could hear them having so much fun, and one of my friends, I could hear her, was with a boy, just outside, and she was getting fu-. UUHH" she moaned as the head of my cock caught on her cliteros for a moment. Her butt was moving more rhythmically into me, coaxing my cock into becoming maximally engorged between her legs. She moaned low, her face as hot as an ember.

"I was so jealous of her-" She cut herself off with another moan, this one didn't try to hide. My cock slid along her hot wet opening, but still I didn't move except to put firm pressure and weight on her where she pushed against me.

"But then-" she gasped, "People started screaming. And my guards told me to hide. I got under some blankets. I was so scared, and I didn't know what was happening." She moaned and arched her back, sliding my cock up against her clitoris again and again. She was breathing hard and could barely continue, but Vasiliki made her.

She moaned "OOHH" and her rhythm became frantic as she tried sloppily to get me inside her without using her hands. Vasiliki made her keep talking.

"Then, some men came into the pavillion. And they cut down the guards. It was horrible. And one of them was called Romulus. The others called him king. I was watching from under the covers. And they found me. And Romulus, he was so rough, and he shouted at me and was going to take me away. But then another man came in. I didn't know at the time. But he was my savior. OOOHHHhhh!" She yelped and gasped as my cock slid and stopped, the head penetrating her opening. She was panting but Vasiliki just asked, "What happened then?" "Aaahhhh" Elia groaned as her pussy swallowed the head of my cock as slowly and inconspicuously as it could.

"Aphroditus fought and killed the other men first, then fought with Romulus and wounded him, which made him run away. Then he took my hand and told me that my fiance was dead and that I could either go with the Romans who were taking all the women and fighting with the men, or I could go with him and he promised not to hurt me and to take me to a place far away. So I went with him to his ship UUHH AHHH" She moaned and opened her legs. "Please fuck me My King, my hero!" She whined. I couldn't hold back anymore. I tore down the back of her dress, so that the whole sky blue garment was crumpled up around her belly, her juicy ass and heavy tits totally free for me to take. As was the rest of her. One heavy tit was bulged up between my fingers. I pinched her nipple. Her lower jaw trembled as she begged, her eyes wet with desperate desire as she tried filling herself with my cock which I kept still just inside her labia. She whispered fast and low over her groaning,

"They say we women of Sabine are as fertile as Demeter herself! Fill me with your seed!" She arched her back as far as she could to get the angle for me to enter her all the way. She wanted more than just the head spreading her lips. "Please Daddy give me your seed! I want it to grow strong inside me!"

All my desire had rushed back into me with her soft body and the memory of rescuing her. I pulled her hair back and kissed her on the lips, still denying her full penetration. She moaned into my mouth as I sucked on her tongue and our soft lips melted into each other. I pulled away from her face, her neck craned back and up to the side as she tried to kiss me but at the same time leave herself open for my cock "Please" she mouthed, her voice coming in nasal gasps "Breed me my King! Breed me!"

I smiled

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes!" She panted

"You want to be my newest wife? To serve me in my harem? To be fawned over, attended to, for me to fuck you regularly?"

"Mmmhhm with your big cock?" She asked rubbing herself harder against me, "uh-huh, I want-".

She submitted utterly to me. She wanted me to pin her, to crush her with my weight until she could barely breathe and then to feel my cock like a wave of tension, and relief, thrust in and out of her. I slapped her ass and grabbed her hair and rolled her onto her stomach. Her legs shot apart and her back arched. Her buttcheeks quivered as all of her tried to open for me.

"Oh please, Daddy!" She moaned. My heart shuddered in excitement. Her dirtiness unleashed something in me. Her utter submission, her trust in me. She wanted to be totally taken, irresponsibly bred. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mind blanked with the overwhelming sensation "Please daddy, Breed me! " She cried, And my cock slid into her so smoothly she just stiffened and screamed then melted as I pressed her down firmly prone and thrust rhythmically. She just moaned, going insane with the pleasure. I grinned. This was a good game.

"Who's your daddy?" I said, taking possession of one of her breasts.

"You're my Daddy! You're my Daddy! Yes Daddy! I love your cock! I love it Daddy! Uhhhaiai I'm yours daddy! OOOhhHAAhh! I'm so fertile Daddy! Uh. UH. UHH!"

I pulled her hair and slapped her ass.

"Do you want my seed?"

"YeeeAAAss! Give me your SEED! Give it to me Daddy!" She screamed and bucked, her wide round ass jiggling as I fucked her. My rhythm was starting to lose control. I was going to burst inside her. I sank myself into her to the hilt and pressed so hard she slid forward, her arms scrabbling about. I grabbed her wrists and pulled back so that she was being crushed up against my cock, She squealed and moaned to the broken rhythm "AH-Yes Daddy please daddy give it to me my big daddy!" then one load after the next bellowed into her while we panted in pleasure and satisfaction.

Vasiliki stroked her hair. Lydia lay in front of her and gave her a nipple to suck, which she did, greedily. I lay on top of her as her pussy lazily drank the remaining cum right out of my cock.

"What do you think?" Vasiliki said smiling, "Maybe twins?"

Lydia laughed "We might get jealous if babies are running around here again." and winked at me, "No matter how fertile Sabine women are, her children will need others to play with. And I haven't had any since Gilbert was born many years ago." She winked at me."How about it Daddy? Me next, my King?" I laughed. Elia was still panting beneath me, suckling on Lydia's nipple, grinning.