A few weeks after the failed diplomatic meeting, Antyny brought Janessa back to the royal suite. He kissed her neck, making her coo in delight, then laid her on the bed. He straddled her, slowly entering her, with a determination Janessa had not seen from him before. As he began to thrust, Janessa obediently gasped and moaned. It didn't take long before he emptied his seed into her and pulled out. Janessa smiled up at him, still straddling her.
"Why did you bring me back here?" she asked breathily. Antyny lowered his face to kiss her.
"As a taste of what is to come, my beauty," he said once he pulled away. "I have had enough with being unwed. It makes me look weak. And so, when I return from battle, I will make you my Queen."
Janessa's eyes almost popped out of her head.
"Yes, yes, I know, you are shocked. First, that I would allow a low-born woman to be my Queen. Second, that I am going to battle." Antyny laid on the bed next to Janessa. He grabbed her hips, spooning her, his still erect cock brushing up against her shapely legs. "I have no choice. My men, they need proper guidance on the field of battle. I must be there to help them."
"But what if you do not return?" Janessa asked. She could feel herself near tears at the thought of never having sex with Antyny again. Sure, she could try other men, but it wouldn't be the same! So settled in her life as Janessa, the former Prince didn't consider the idea of being a man herself and having sex with women. The obvious thing to her was having a manhood entering her womanhood.
"Oh, do not cry, my pretty!" Antyny cooed. He kissed her neck again. "I will return, whether we are successful or not. But trust, I will be successful." He stroked her hair. "And as for me marrying a low-born woman, well, I was considered low-born merely for being a witch. So it seems we are a matching pair." With that, he gently parted Janessa's legs, allowing access to her womanhood, then entered her from behind. He rocked back and forth, both the concubine and the king moaning in pleasure, until he once again emptied his seed into her womb.
"When do you leave?" Janessa gasped, trying to catch her breath.
"Tomorrow morning."
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes. You know what it is," Antyny whispered into her ear. He pulled out of her and sat up on the edge of the bed. Janessa slid off the bed and knelt before him. Her mouth watering, she took his cock in her hands and slowly slid it into her mouth. As she sucked Antyny off, Janessa's mind was racing.
She had to get this news to the Royalists. Immediately.