Antyny came by the harem quarters later as promised. He ignored Borya and Francesca, instead bringing Janessa to the private room. Janessa laid on the bed in the private room, already getting aroused as Antyny tenderly removed her skimpy concubine’s uniform.
“Thank you for coming to the meeting,” Antyny purred. “Those are so boring. I needed you there to keep my spirits up.”
“I am happy to have pleased you,” Janessa cooed. She let out a gasp as Antyny began to massage her rear.
“I noticed you were interested in the contents of the meeting.”
“Oh, yes! I decided that if I am to become your Queen, I must prepare myself. A Queen is more than a beautiful woman in a crown, after all. She must support her husband, the King, and be his most important counsel. How can I counsel you if I do not know what you are speaking of?” Janessa said. Her voice was breathy and sexy as she felt herself growing more and more eager over Antyny’s close proximity to her. Antyny laughed.
“True, my beauty. You speak well. I should not be surprised. Prince Jasper always found the airheaded concubines to be a waste of his time. It makes sense his favorite would be a woman with a sharp mind. Luckily, I agree. I do not mind bedding Borya and Francesca, those ditzy beauties. But the only one I would want by my side in marriage is someone like you, Janessa.” Antyny lowered himself onto Janessa’s bare body. “Now, let us continue our attempts to conceive. Remember, you can only become my Queen once you become with child.”
“Of course,” Janessa said. She closed her eyes. “Please, Antyny, fuck me!” Antyny laughed.
“No need to ask twice.” Antyny plunged his manhood into Janessa’s womanhood. Janessa moaned happily. After the stressful morning, this was just what she needed. Antyny stroked Janessa’s hair as he thrust into her. Janessa returned the favor, kissing his neck and cheeks, bucking her hips and arching her back to bring Antyny deeper into her. Finally, she let out a scream of delight as wave after wave of orgasms washed over her, electrifying her body. Antyny grunted loudly and shot a load of his seed into her.
“Again!” Janessa begged. “Again! Please, put your seed in me!”
“Who am I to you?” Antyny whispered by her ear. Janessa shivered in ecstasy. “Come on, my beauty. Call me your King.” Janessa didn’t want to, but she had no choice. Antyny wouldn’t satisfy her until she said the magic word.
“My King!” Janessa cried out. “Plant your seed in me, my King!”
“Gladly,” Antyny purred. He shot load after load into Janessa’s fertile womb, eliciting fresh orgasms from his favorite concubine each time. Eventually, however, Janessa could take no more, and she collapsed, fully spent. “I will have your harem sisters finish me off. But alas, I am too busy with the affairs of the kingdom to make another visit today. I will see you tomorrow morning again. The guards will come by to bring you to another council meeting.”
“Thank you, my King,” Janessa whispered. As Antyny left the private chamber, Janessa’s eyes closed. Exhausted from sex with Antyny, she fell asleep.
Hours later, Janessa awoke when…