Daniel is a mysterious human. He is surrounded by powerful allies, most of whom are women with which he has an intimate relationship, and he works tirelessly to develop new technologies for improvements to life, as well as technological superiority over their enemies. He also manages to find time to make love to his many mistresses, with over half of them now pregnant. He doesn’t discriminate, seeing only women whom he cares deeply for, rather than races that are frightening or inferior to him in any way.

  His firstborn children so far are goblins, with their mothers both about to give birth again before the dragon eggs have hatched.

  And, Doephluev is fully aware of his most recent intimate encounter with the gatonine woman known as Treia. It was pretty clear what was going to occur when he spent a private evening with her in her personal quarters, since they usually share drinks in either one of the lounges or the dining room.

  But, Doephluev has fairly well-honed senses, including smell. And, she can smell the gatonine woman on him, as if he’s taunting her with his encounter.

  She can’t help but be envious. He is the Feldrok Sorcerer; the Harbinger of Calamity. He is a powerful and intelligent warrior of strange techniques. He is also prestigious with the women who have become fond of him, making him a prize to be envied.

  At least, that’s how Doephluev feels. Not only does she want his seed to restore her race, she wants to capture his heart and surpass the arrogant Dragon Empress Ryuogriar as his favorite lover.

  Her first attempt for this evening is short-lived. When she approaches Daniel and asks gently, “Master, would you like me to relieve you?”

  He replies, “No thanks. I don’t have time right now.”

  “I-I see. Of course, Master.” She retreats for the time being, watching over his work for a moment to be helpful and make herself useful. She must be patient and diligent, looking for opportunities to not only impress him, but to assist him so that she becomes indispensable in his life.

  He works tirelessly for a couple of hours, and she notices he doesn’t really take time to take breaks. It’s not that he’s working desperately or in any sort of panic, but he seems to let himself get distracted.

  Remembering that apparently the highest ranking goblin’s milk apparently has restorative effects, Doephluev prepares some to go with a light snack, approaching Daniel again. She presents the snack and drink to him, offering, “Master, you have been working so hard, you should really take a break.”

  “I’m alright,” replies Daniel in a neutral tone. He doesn’t have the same level of affection for Doephluev yet as he does for the other women, but she’ll keep at it.

  After all, he has already had intercourse with her with the intent of giving her children, and to her knowledge, she isn’t pregnant yet. That means only one thing.

  “Please at least drink, Master. I would hate for something to happen to you.”

  Daniel looks at her, studying her for a moment. He finally sighs, “Fine. Thank you.” He accepts the glass, taking a drink rather trustingly, surprisingly. That makes Doephluev a little happy.

  Daniel sighs a little with a contented smile. “That hit the spot, actually. Thanks again.”

  She smiles, replying in a delicate and happy tone, “It is my pleasure to please you, Master.”

  “Mm-hmm. I’m sure.”

  “It is. And… if you would, I would like to please you another way as well.”

  “Listen Doephluev, can we do it another time? I’m not pent up right now, so I’m good.”

  She pouts softly, “But, I’m not pregnant yet.”

  “It’s only been a couple of days. It’s difficult to tell that soon.”

  “Perhaps, but it can’t hurt to be sure, can it?” She approaches, teasingly revealing her breasts from the collar of her shirt.

  “It could be additional time that I could be working.”

  She becomes even more dejected. “Master… I want to fulfill my duties. And, the project…” She trails off, giving him a pleading look.

  Daniel is now deep in thought. As she thought and hoped, he is not a cruel person by nature, and as such, is reluctant to cause sadness or suffering.

  He sighs, giving in easier than she hoped. “Fine. But, only until you’re confirmed pregnant.”

  She brightens warmly. “Thank you, Master!” She quickly hikes her dress up as she jogs over, as well as pulling the collar of her dress down and extracting her arms so that her breasts are bare. She wastes none of Daniel’s precious time opening his pants and exposing his penis.

  As with before, there is a distinct scent that she takes notice of, and which sparks a fire in her.

  I knew it! He didn’t bathe since he spent his time with her. Someday, that will be me; spending hours with him and claiming the majority of his seed.

  She begins licking him, and more quickly than before, he becomes aroused. She savors the taste, letting it ignite her passion and envy. She must surpass all of the others and earn the position of true wife, in addition to the title of ‘mother’.

  She takes as much of his length into her mouth as she can, licking all around it and cleaning him of the gatonine’s scent. He should belong to Doephluev and no one else, but she has a long way to go in order to get there.

  Once he’s satisfactorily marked with her saliva, as well as lubricated, she stands up and turns around, bending at the waist to present herself to her master. “Please mate with me once more, Master. I am ready for your wonderful seed.”

  Daniel nods, taking her by the hips and lining himself up with her vaginal lips. With a smooth, somewhat quick motion, he drives himself deep inside of her from behind, and she hums in pleasure.

  Holding her hips firmly, Daniel begins to piston his penis in and out of her, drilling deep into her vaginal walls and kissing her cervix, retreating briefly, and diving back in. She begins to breathe in sync with his motions, even rocking her hips as she supports herself on his workbench. There’s virtually no love from Daniel, only an intent to breed, but that’s enough for Doephluev for now. She was able to convince him, and while she can, she intends to try to get as much out of him as possible. If she can improve her standing with Daniel before she is undeniably pregnant, then she might be able to get intimacy out of him, even after that. She needs to be careful, though. Too aggressive, and she’ll scare him off. Too passive, and he’ll ignore her desires and needs.

  For now, she is little more than his broodmare, and she’s alright with that as her starting position. He is currently hammering his mating tool into her, working towards a climax to deposit his virile seed deep into her womb.

  Though, little does he know, he is serving her to her own ends. Because his precious gift was stolen in large part by the gatonine woman, she’ll have to keep getting bred by him until her body becomes pregnant.

  If all or most of his seed is wasted in the belly of one of his other mistresses, then she’ll get more chances at fulfilling her chances of being able to seduce him properly.

  Daniel squeezes her hips a little more firmly, grunting as he pulls her to him, burying his penis deep inside of her, his tip pressed to her cervix. She can feel his hot seed, at least a little bit, dribble into her. It’s a disappointing amount, but she’ll have to make due. She moans and hums happily, gently gripping Daniel’s right hand with her own.

  As she pants, Daniel massages her buttocks, asking softly, “Are you satisfied?”

  She has a sudden rush as she quickly considers what he just said. He asked, so it’s her opportunity to push for more, but she also can’t go overboard, or he’ll reject her. If anything, she has to earn points to gain his trust enough to be able to improve her relationship with him.

  She replies cutely, looking over her shoulder, “Since you ask, Master…”

  He sighs. “What is it?”

  “If I make it for you, would you drink a drink that will increase your virility?” She looks down, a little dejected. “I always get second hand, and I fear I may have to keep pestering you. U-Unless you enjoy…”

  Daniel replies swiftly, “It better taste good. And, if it has any adverse effects…”

  She quickly defends her plan, “I wouldn’t dare, Master! I just want to help you help fulfill Ryuogriar’s plan.” She wiggles her hips a little, stirring her insides just a bit with his penis still buried in her vagina.

  Daniel finally withdraws, saying as he fixes his clothes, “Fine. I’m alright with that plan. Bring it whenever I’m alone.”

  She faces him, folding her arms over her warm-feeling belly. She gives a feminine smile, replying tenderly, “Of course, Master. Thank you.”

  He nods once, and she stands by, watching him with a contented smile. “Do you need something else?” asks Daniel.

  “Hmm? Oh! No! Well… I have things I’d request, Master, but, please don’t mind me. I would like to humbly remain close in case you need anything at all.” She emphasizes the word a second time, “Anything.”

  Daniel sighs. “I’m good for now.” He checks the time, saying, “Actually, I guess I have to go meet with Wenlianna and Reignleif. If you need something to do, check with Shek and Skloe. They’re in charge of village affairs. They can probably use a few extra hands.”

  She bows. “As you wish, Master. I won’t let you down.”

  They part ways, but Doephluev is already formulating her next plan.

  ***

  The next day, Doephluev mixes some special herbs with Shek’s milk, making a special brew that should help him recover his stamina as well as his seed. She's hoping to gain access to the rune she researched before she becomes pregnant, but it will benefit her either way.

  Surprisingly, even though they are both mothers to Daniel’s first children, and thus princesses of the Fievegal, Shek and Skloe were very accommodating to Doephluev, knowing that she was an enemy on the battlefield, but now, they seem to view her as just another one of Daniel’s mistresses.

  It made it easy to get hold of milk in exchange for some help during their work. Even though they’re pregnant and could give birth again any day now, they work to help new immigrants to the Fievegal adjust to the large, formerly abandoned castle town around the Citadel.

  Doephluev finds Daniel, but she has to fall into his shadow, following at a distance patiently while he humors several of the other women, including the two dragons that were gravely wounded by Brosjak. They mostly ignore her, since she’s also allowed to be around as long as they aren’t discussing anything sensitive. Not that Doephluev can do anything about it if she learned anything.

  Nor does she want to.

  After a while of following him around, Daniel finally sighs and makes some alone time for himself by asking to have a bit to himself. Hekate glares at Doephluev, knowing exactly what he’s telling her without saying it, but she retreats to wherever she goes when she isn’t clinging to Daniel.

  Fortunately, she’s the one person he doesn’t lay hands on, so Doephluev has nothing against her.

  The archoneldwyn sex partner follows Daniel to one of the various lounges he set up around the Citadel for him to go relax at, and he waves Doephluev over. She smiles happily, jogging to meet with him. “Master! Do you need something?”

  He rolls his eyes. “No, but you’re not going to go away if I keep ignoring you, are you?”

  She pouts a little, but she adds as cutely as she can, “I only wish to please you, Master. And, bear your children.”

  “And, I take it you’re still not knocked up.”

  She knows what he means, though it’s a phrase she doesn’t know. “Not yet, as far as I can tell.”

  He nods. “Then…”

  She presents the milk she prepared for him, saying sweetly, “If you will, Master, I’m ready to be taken once more by you today in hopes of being blessed.”

  “Blessed, huh?” He drinks the milk without complaint, nodding when he looks at the bottle, as if it meets his expectations.

  “Mm-hmm! If I give birth to the Emperor’s children, it’s almost like I’m a Queen. O-Only in my fantasies, I know!” She curtailed his objection, and he sighs.

  “Let’s do it.”

  Daniel lifts her up and lays her on her back on the sofa, and she goes along happily. He opens his pants, checking under her simple dress’s skirt, and she smiles up at him. She has been ready for him all day long. He simply gets her even more ready by touching her, and her vagina begins to warm up and become wet in anticipation.

  She asks, “D-Do you wish for me to get you ready, Master?”

  “No, it’s fine.” He prods her with his finger, and she huffs a little as he touches her a few times. Her body produces its natural lubricant, and he uses that to begin lubricating his member. “Let me know if it hurts.”

  She nods, laying back as he lines himself up. He thrusts his penis in with a steady stroke, reaching deep into her as she hums in approval.

  Daniel uses his position still standing on the floor to use his arms to hook under her calves. From there, he pulls her legs up, positioning their bodies so that he is bearing down on her at a steeper angle, and she feels like he is able to reach as deep as possible, as she is completely helpless under him.

  She finally got to him before anyone else, and she is happy. It may only be a fantasy -for now- but she feels like a Queen.

  Daniel keeps a fairly quick pace, stroking deep and at shifting angles a little, stimulating both of them successfully.

  She can see when he’s reaching his limit, and Doephluev curls her toes as her own climax comes near.

  Daniel finishes first, and the night before he didn’t remark on it. But, this time, he manages to thrust a few more times with deep and strong strokes, which push Doephluev over the edge. She cries out, gripping the chest of his shirt as he buries himself in her vagina, spraying a much more meaningful amount of his precious seed into her womb. Her vagina’s muscles flex, doing their best to milk every drop she can from him, since she doesn’t get as many chances at Daniel being rested and not having been caught by anyone else.

  She pants, “Th-Th-Thank you… M-Master…” She sweetly pets his chest as he leans over her.

  “Mm-hmm. You sure you’re trying to get pregnant, Doephluev?”

  “Wha-? Of course, Master. I am blessed to be granted your time and your precious essence. I have no control over what happens after, sadly. Though, the rune should help.”

  Daniel nods. “The hideout has been found. We should have it in the next couple of days.”

  The archoneldwyn smiles at her human lover, hugging him with her legs and arms as best as she can. “I’m looking forward to providing you a proper progeny, Master.”

  “We both benefit from the arrangement.”

  She hums happily. “If you’ll have me, I’ll always accept you into bed, Master.”

  “Don’t push your luck.” Daniel withdraws from her, fixing his pants and then adjusting her dress’s hem back to normal. He helps her sit up, and she reaches under her hem to touch her vagina, feeling the sticky life-making substance left in her by her lover.

  “Let me know of any other ways I can serve you, Master.”

  “If something comes up, sure.” Daniel excuses himself, and Doephluev relaxes on the lounge sofa for a bit.

  She feels like he was a little nicer to her on his own, which is inspiring for her.

  ***

  Over the next week, Doephluev’s days go mostly the same. She helps Shek and Skloe with work, then seeking out Daniel in the evening, with the exception of the day Shek and Skloe spend with Daniel. She still hasn’t gotten pregnant, and she does worry a little that maybe Daniel isn’t compatible with her. Though, he did also point out that there’s no way for her to know if she’s pregnant the same day they have intercourse, and it could take days or even a week or two before her body knows it’s pregnant.

  She has to sometimes mark him as well, licking him clean of the other women he is intimate with, because it drives her crazy with envy that they have such easy access to him, and they can spend any time at all not at his side.

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  Of course, he requests that private time, which is usually when Doephluev is able to catch him, so they have a quickie and part ways.

  On this particular day, though, after she licks him to get him ready -and to remove the smell and taste of Geirahoel, Ryuogriar, and Reignleif all together-, Doephluev climbs onto his lap as he sits in his work chair, brainstorming a strategy for something he’s working on. She sits with her back to him, taking his penis into her vagina and easing down onto his lap. She then lifts herself with her feet on the floor, though it’s a little bit of a stretch since he’s a fair amount taller than she is, so his chair is fairly high.

  She flinches a little when Daniel’s hand comes to rest on her belly, and she looks down, worried for a moment that he’s going to push her off. Instead, he’s simply petting her abdomen through her dress. She looks over her shoulder, asking, “Master?”

  “I've been wondering, Doephluev. Don't you feel used?”

  “Used, Master?”

  “Like you're a piece of meat?”

  “I don’t follow, Master. Do you want to eat me?”

  He chuckles. “No. I’m just curious why you keep coming back every day when I’m not especially kind to you, I use you to ‘get the poison out’, so to speak, and ignore you most of the time. I know it was Ryuogriar’s idea, but there’s no rush. If you don’t want to be with me,...”

  “That’s not the case at all!” Doephluev extracts herself to turn and take a seat on his lap again, facing him this time. She sits on her knees on the seat so that she’s straddling him, while also being closer to his head level. “I didn’t like you at first, but I respected you. But,... If I may, I have a confession to make. I… I’m… jealous.. envious, even… As soon as we were intimate, I felt an immense desire to have you more and more, and to have you look at me the way you look at the others.” She loops her arms over his neck, not rushing through anything, but also, making her move, since Daniel seems especially accommodating right now.

  “Right now, my mission; my purpose, is to give birth to the next generation of archoneldwyn children, so that they can pass on our bloodline and keep the archoneldwyn alive. They will also be the children of an Emperor, as well as the strongest sorcerer in the world.” She smiles softly, looking down distantly as she thinks reverently on the situation. “You actually are trying to give me children, whereas before,...” She looks directly into his eyes again. “You think your behavior is cruel, but it’s really only frustrating, Master. Frustrating because I would have you all night every night if you would take me.” She reaches between their bodies to find his penis, stroking him with her hand for a moment to make sure he’s still aroused, and she lines herself back up. She sinks down, taking his length back inside of her as she straddles his legs on the chair. She relaxes, since it is a much more comfortable position than trying to stand on the floor while straddling him.

  She says tenderly, “Forgive me, Master. Our babies won’t make themselves.”

  Daniel sighs. “You really feel that way? Even after everything?”

  She nods. She suspects he’s referring to the torture that she can’t remember specifically, but had nightmares about. The nightmares haven’t come back since they made love the first time. And, her envy keeps her mind obsessed with trying to win him over. She doesn’t have time to dwell on the past, and she doesn’t want to. He has all but forgiven her. After all, he’s giving her his precious seed, with which they’ll create adorable offspring. She’ll be the carrier of his children for months, even if they’ll be taken away from her -unless she can achieve her goals-.

  She leans closer to him, whispering tenderly, “Master, I am yours. I agreed to the arrangement, and it is my goal to fulfill my mission and my desires to the best of my ability.” She adds barely audibly, her voice almost breathless, “Apologies, but I can’t resist…” She kisses him, and to her pleasant surprise, he doesn’t shove her off or put up a fight. He seems to think for a moment longer, but she feels his hands slide along her hips and then around her back, holding her more affectionately than ever before. Her belly begins to heat up, and she feels excited. The rune scroll is supposed to arrive in the next day for certain, but she’s alright with becoming pregnant now or then. All she cares about is spending the foreseeable future with this peculiar human sorcerer.

  The two make love on Daniel’s work chair, still fully clothed, with the exception of their nether regions being interconnected in lovemaking. Doephluev grinds her pelvic region against his. It grinds his penis deep inside of her, but it also spreads her lovemaking juices across the front of his pants, marking him and his clothes as hers. No one has said anything, but if their sense of smell is even close to her own -and she knows many of the women have even better-, they’ll know who Daniel really belongs to.

  Daniel slides his hands up under her dress, cupping her buttocks and helping her as she bucks in his lap, and she hums and moans in delight.

  Just the increase in affection has made this session the best one of her entire life, and she doesn’t have anywhere she would rather be.

  This time, they climax together, and they both hold each other firmly as yet another load of Daniel’s precious seed races deep into its new home in Doephluev’s belly. She hugs him, kissing him again, and he returns the kiss this time. Her heart is racing as ecstasy floods through her.

  Now, she just needs the promotion to ‘lover’ to make it official, but she won’t push. Just the affection has made it all worthwhile.

  As they come down from their climax, cuddling together in Daniel’s chair, Doephluev asks tenderly, “Do you mind if I stay with you while you work, Master? I’ll please you again and retrieve or do anything you need.”

  Daniel pets her buttocks gently as he thinks for a moment. “Are you going to keep distracting me?”

  She pouts her lips, though she is still tender and loving, “I won’t unless you desire me, Master. I won’t be able to say ‘no’ to you, Master.”

  “You can say no. I won’t order you to do it if you refuse.”

  She grins deviously, moving her lips close to his again. “Master, I won’t be able to say ‘no’ to you because I want to do anything for you.”

  He sighs. He’s surprisingly resistant to her affectionate talk. She adds, “Actually, I wanted to offer… if you want to do things the other women won’t do, I’ll happily do them for you.”

  This catches him off guard, and he asks, “What kinds of things?”

  She smiles, “Whatever you want. Spanking, pinching, choking, aggression…”

  Daniel replies before she goes further, “I don’t have an interest in violent kinks.”

  Doephluev can’t help but adore him for how kind he is in stark contrast to Brosjak. She really is more and more glad every day that Daniel defeated her and tentatively forgave her.

  “If you ever have anything you want to try, I am willing.”

  “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.” He then shifts, and she can feel his penis move inside of her, seemingly hardening again after softening from their lax conversation.

  The archoneldwyn grins as she bites her lip. She murmurs lasciviously, “Apologies, Master. I don’t mean to distract you… But, if you need to…”

  The concoction she gave him won’t make it easy for him to resist ‘distraction’. She didn’t think she’d make as much progress as she has, and a kiss was totally outside of her plans.

  Daniel closes his eyes as he thinks, seemingly trying to decide what he wants to do.

  You’re already inside of me, Daniel. Just go with it. Make love to me and fall in love with me. I am yours, and you can take me anytime. I’ll always accept. You are my mission now, and I won’t give up.

  Daniel asks, “Doephluev?”

  Is this it? The confession of your love for me? I accept. Marry me and make me your favorite Empress. “Yes, Master?” asks the archoneldwyn breathlessly.

  “Can you teach me magic?”

  That was definitely not what she was expecting. She asks, “What?”

  “Magic. If you can teach me magic, that would be really helpful.”

  “I… Sure, I can probably teach the basics. But… you’re the… Feldrok Sorcerer, aren’t you?”

  He chuckles, confusing her. “Maybe I’ll explain someday. Will you?”

  “I… I guess… If that’s what you want, Master.” Are you serious? A beautiful woman is passionately ready for you, and you want to play around with-eep! “EEP!”

  Doephluev squeaks as Daniel lifts her up, hugging her to his body. He sits her on the table behind her, and he says, “Let’s go get more comfortable, and after we finish this time, you’ll teach me magic, which will justify you distracting me.”

  She understands instantly, feeling excited and happy all at once. “Y-Yes!”

  Daniel escorts her to a lounge; the same one they were in a few days ago. But, this time, he locks the door and takes his clothes off.

  Doephluev doesn’t need to be told. She quickly shimmies out of her dress, exposing her body, which is dripping from their combined love juices, as well as his excess seed, which slowly slides down her thighs.

  Daniel takes her to the lounge sofa, and this time, it’s not just a quick session to ‘get the poison out’, as he called it. They try various positions, passionately entangling their bodies, and thanks to the concoction she gave him, he is tireless, wearing her out as he fills her with semen once more. She cries out his name for once, and he doesn’t relent, giving her sweet loving for a long time.

  Finally, after they are a sticky, sweaty mess, he cuddles her on the sofa, her laying on top of him with her back to his chest and his penis between her thighs as they each catch their breath, and they cool down together.

  Daniel asks, “So… magic?”

  She nods, keeping her arms folded over his forearms, which are hugging her under her breasts. She swallows hard, doing her best to steady her breathing. “I’m surprised… Won’t the others help you?”

  “They will, but the archoneldwyn are especially powerful in magic. Is it possible to attain that power normally?”

  “Ah…” She pets his forearms. “There are limits, especially without the runes. But, practicing can make you stronger. Are you ready?”

  Daniel nibbles her ear. “You managed to steal a lot of time, Doephluev. I think I’m ready to take a break learning something new.”

  She smiles, happy and flattered that he’s letting her be the one to teach him. It’s a sign of trust, and a wholly welcome justification for what just happened; a passionate lovemaking session between lovers. He hasn’t called her his lover or mistress yet, but it’s a technicality at this point compared to the absolutely stuffed belly of his precious baby-making fluid that she’s now carrying.

  “Alright. For starters, we’ll have to focus on feeling your mana…”

  ***

  Doephluev finishes painting the rune on her belly just below her belly button, studying her handy work. The ink is a dark violet color, and she admires it as it dries. It’s an intricate design, with swirls like vines marked with various curls and loops. According to the scroll that explains the rune marking, it’s in the shape of a flower that the fertility goddess ‘Blaeyaralenn’ placed in the world of Zenkon to help the faithful be fruitful and happy.

  The archoneldwyn woman is fairly sure she’s not pregnant yet, even though she has spent many days being thoroughly bred by Daniel. He mentioned that humans have to be on their cycle for a solid chance at pregnancy, so he doesn’t reject her when she seeks him out.

  With the rune tattoo, though, she’ll be guaranteed.

  She activates the spell according to the scroll and with Daniel’s permission to remove the magic-inhibiting harness -under strict guard, of course-, and she begins reading the spell out loud carefully. The spell activates, charging the rune and binding it to her body, making it permanent. Her fertility tattoo is now a part of her.

  Using magic, she is able to adjust her own body’s fertility, and she makes her choices, setting the tattoo to meet her desires. If she knows the right spell modifications, she can make herself completely infertile so that she’ll never have children, become so fertile that even on Daniel’s most exhausted days, she’s guaranteed to get pregnant, her offspring will be eggs or live births, how many children she’ll have each time, and even how quickly the incubation takes. She’ll be able to keep up with Shek, now, as far as being a broodmare to her beloved.

  With her selections made, Doephluev seeks out Daniel once more. He makes some time for her, rather than ignoring her most of the day as he used to, which makes her happy. He’s still a little colder to her than he is with his other mistresses, but he has never neglected her completely.

  Doephluev reveals her body eagerly, showing off her newest tattoo, which, unlike the other ones that Brosjak put on her, this one isn’t hidden, because she’s proud of it.

  “A womb tattoo?” asks Daniel skeptically. “That’s what this was all about?”

  “Y-You know about them!?” asks Doephluev in surprise.

  Daniel sighs. “Yes. It was a kink where I come from.” He looks to the side with a slight smirk, admitting softly, “And, it’s working…”

  She blushes and smiles eagerly. She approaches him and hugs him. “Mine is ready to go. I’m sorry it took so many tries to bear your children, but I’m confident that we will be successful now.” She rubs her thigh against his, teasing softly, “Please give me another chance, Master.”

  Daniel sighs lightly, “You’re insatiable. You’re like a succubus.”

  She giggles playfully. “Thank you, Master!”

  Daniel rolls his eyes, and he escorts her to a cozy place on the roof, overlooking the evening hillsides in the distance. He lays her down as they both remove their clothes entirely, and she does her initial checks. To her disappointment, she detects the smell of Wenlianna, the human woman on him, and she ‘gets him ready’ once more, reclaiming her lover before she makes love to him with her womb tattoo. She’ll win him over yet.

  Daniel murmurs, “You don’t have to do that every time…”

  “I want to, Master!” replies Doephluev chipperly. Even though the envy drives her crazy, it sets a fiery passion in her that makes her fiercely want Daniel, and it makes her want to work even harder to earn his passion.

  Once he’s clean and aroused, she gets down on her hands and knees for Daniel to make love to her. He takes her from behind first, since they can both watch the sunset together as they make love.

  Daniel takes her passionately, and she moans happily as he massages her breasts, kissing her over her shoulder. Even if she has to share, for the moment, Daniel is all hers. He is marked with her love juices, he is passionately kissing her, and he is going to breed her with a fertility tattoo that will guarantee they have children this time.

  Daniel hugs her firmly around her midriff, and she knows now that he’s getting close to climax. Normally, she wouldn’t be far behind, but she might not climax at the same time as him, which would be a little disappointing. She likes when they’re in sync, like true lovers destined to be together forever.

  Now, that is no longer a problem.

  Just as he reaches his orgasm, and his penis tightens as he presses it deep inside her to pump his seed into her womb, her own orgasm begins, triggered by a warm feeling in her belly that quickly rushes through her.

  Daniel’s left arm is hugging her around her belly, and he grunts as she feels the warmth directly under his arm; where her tattoo is. The warmth seems to spark his own carnal passion, and he continues humping her vigorously, even as his seed is pumping into her. He grunts and strains a little, and she can feel a great deal of heat filling her belly. She gasps and cries, squirming as both of their bodies try to find a comfortable relaxed position as their shared orgasm is the most intense one they’ve each had in their lives.

  Doephluev sinks to her belly, gasping and twitching in small bucks, while Daniel, who also sinks down onto her back, keeps twitching his hips in jerking motions, each time, a small spurt of his seed comes out, and she can feel it like his pulse against her vaginal walls.

  They both pant in their intimate position on the overlook looking out over the ground and rolling hills far below and into the distance.

  She reaches behind her, holding the back of his head with her hand, keeping his cheek pressed to her own as she catches her breath. She affectionately kneads his hair and pets his other cheek, savoring the intense finish to their lovemaking that they just shared.

  Oooohhh… Daniel, I love you. It’s official. I can never go back. I can never have anyone else. This feeling is too amazing.

  Daniel finally asks, “Doephluev… that warmth… was that the tattoo?”

  She hums in the affirmative. “Mm-hmm. I didn’t expect it to be intense, though.” She sighs wondrously.

  “That was the tattoo as well?”

  “Yes. You didn’t notice the surge of strength you had? The tattoo was binding us together, synchronizing us for our climax.”

  He breathes heavily, turning his head slightly to make partial eye contact with her. She smiles. “Anything to ensure a flower sprouts from your seed in my garden.” She affectionately kisses him.

  “It can do all of those things?”

  “Of course! I made sure I did it right, Master.”

  Daniel rolls onto his side, which will allow her to move if she desires. All she does, though, is roll to her side with her back still towards him, and she scoots into the little spoon position, wiggling her hips to tease his penis, which is still twitching a little from the intense orgasm.

  Once she’s in position with him, Doephluev takes Daniel’s hands and wraps his arms around herself, placing his hands on her own belly, touching the tattoo. Daniel peeks over her shoulder when he is surprised by the cozy warmth coming from the tattoo, and it is glowing with a swirling energy. From what she read, it gains power from receiving semen, but it doesn’t interfere with conception, thankfully.

  Doephluev coos tenderly, “There’s one final step to ensure the rune functions properly, Master. Will you help me?”

  “What is it?”

  “It’s a part of the spell that needs to be recited by the one whose seed I receive. I’ll say the spell, and you just have to repeat it while channeling your mana like I taught you last night.”

  “You aren’t trying to steal my soul, are you?”

  She laughs playfully. “Why yes, yes I am, Master.” She squeezes his hands gently. “But, your mana still isn’t strong enough for me to steal your soul. For now, I’ll have to settle with your babies.”

  He sighs. “Alright. Let’s do it.”

  She nods, blushing as her heart beats hard. She’s giddy with this turn of events. It’s harmless to Daniel, but it makes her happy thinking about it. She says gently, “Carefully repeat after me. Ready?”

  “Ready.”

  “Good.” Doephluev carefully and patiently orates the spell, and Daniel carefully repeats it exactly as she says it. She can feel her excitement building even more, and she almost stumbles over the words herself.

  She can feel his mana swirling into her tattoo, the warmth becoming a wonderful cozy and fulfilling feeling.

  The words of the spell translate to a very wonderful phrase. “{By my will, I have chosen this woman, and she has accepted me. Let us be as husband and wife, inseparable lovers bound by fate, and let us bear the fruits of our love with vigor, health, and happiness. Bless this womb as that of my wife, and I shall diligently serve my beloved so long as we both shall live.}”

  The warm giddiness emanating from the tattoo increases, never becoming painful, but definitely making its presence firmly known in Doephluev’s heart.

  The tattoo changes slightly, and she admires it for a moment while Daniel asks, “Any more to it?”

  “No. The proof has appeared. The spell is complete, and I am now bound to you.”

  “What do you mean?”

  Doephluev smiles sheepishly. “I mean, the fertility rune has lots of functions, including protecting a woman from unwanted pregnancies.” She rolls onto her back so Daniel can see the tattoo. His jaw drops as he inspects it.

  Centered in her tattoo, even though it seems to have formed by itself, there is written the name ‘Daniel’, similar to a magic contract, but in different font and coloring.

  “Doephluev…”

  “Worry not, Daniel. Now, you can rest assured that my children will only be yours, no matter what. You can now control my fertility.”

  “Just from that? Why would you do that?”

  “Because, I never want you to doubt me, I want to be able to see more of the world without worrying. And, most of all, doing so grants better health and life spans for our children, guaranteed conception, and even the ability to select how much or how little of my mate ends up in our child.” She sits up to pull her head close to his, and she kisses him. She whispers tenderly, “Now, I truly am yours and yours alone, Master.” She emphasizes ‘Master’ cutely with a captivating smile. She takes his right hand, placing it back onto her magic rune tattoo, and warmth spreads between them as it glows, welcoming him. She leaves out the part that the rune can let him simply tell her to become pregnant, even without intercourse, and she’ll become pregnant with his child. That would impede her progress to her true goal.

  She admits softly, “I am now surely with your child, Master, but…” She adds softly and tenderly, but with a hopeful waver in her voice, “I pray you’ll continue to bless me with your time, Master… I would be very lonely if you were to neglect me…”

  Daniel sighs. “You are very skilled at using your femininity when you want to, aren’t you?” He rolls over her, not putting his weight directly on her, but placing himself on top of her and restricting her escape -if escape was even remotely a thought in her mind-. He looks directly into Doephluev’s eyes, saying seriously, “You’ve still got a long way to go before anyone fully trusts you, myself included. But, I’ll keep giving you chances as long as you keep showing sincere effort.”

  She smiles, her eyes watering. “Y-Yes! I swear I will make you fall in love with me, Master!” She hums happily, wrapping her legs around his waist. “Surely you have recovered some of your energy, Master. Let me continue to demonstrate my rune’s magic gifts.”

  He sighs. “I guess I did plan for this.” He smiles, this time shifting just enough to insert into her from her front, and she smiles happily. Her rune tattoo immediately heats up, ready to accept another offering and ensure they are as one as they make love. Now, no matter what, they will always climax together, and her body will gratefully claim the signs of his love.

  She hugs him as she thinks to herself, Tell me those other women can do any of this, Daniel. You’ll be mine in no time.

  Each time they orgasm together, a different position each time, their climax is body quaking, and they embrace each other tightly to ride out the shockwaves of their love. Daniel’s body manages to produce abnormally high amounts of semen for her, which her body happily makes use of, heating up the tattoo and spreading warmth and positive sensations to Daniel whenever his body comes in contact with the tattoo, or while his penis is in her vagina. She is all but literally taking his shape, becoming a perfect match for him and draining him so that he’ll be hers before anyone else.

  She couldn’t be happier. When they finally finish, they are both exhausted, and Doephluev doesn’t have a shadow of a doubt that she will conceive his children finally. She wanted to wait until she had the tattoo anyways, and now, she feels so wholly complete and satisfied. Like the other abilities, she can control when she ovulates with ease, since she doesn’t actually know how her own cycle works naturally. And, she did so with a very specific number in mind.

  While she does want to be Daniel’s wife before anything else, she also wants to prove she’s more fit than that arrogant dragon, and what better way than to make a rarity something she can do every time?

  So, now she just has to be careful and stay healthy, and her and Daniel’s triplets will welcome the world as the first princesses of the archoneldwyn race under the Fievegal.

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