Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 91 – Fluvis Playing with Her Maid

*** Duchess Fluvis ***

"Mother, I'm the Duchess now. The Princess has a lot going on, so it's fine that she can't meet with us right this second," I explain for the hundredth time. I know you want Sis to be the Duchess so bad. But there is a reason I've got that title over her. Be thankful I don't want to run this Duchy."

"I'm still a Duchess. You may have the power, but I've got all the connections. The Princess will want that soon. I'm not happy waiting. Long this goes, the less work I'll put in."

"Then the deal is off. I promised our house would back her. If you won't do that, then I can't uphold my end of the bargain," I say. Sitting back down. I was expecting her to leave a while ago, yet she won't give up on doing everything now.

We've been talking this over for the past few hours in my office. A cozy place, soft chairs everywhere, a plain desk filled with little trinkets I picked up sailing around this damn world. A small bookshelf filled with maps and ship designs I created.

Yet this damn Mother won't let me have any peace. "Now, I'm pregnant for the first time, with quadruplets no less, and I'm tired. If you're going to be a shitty parent, then fuck off. If you're going to take me seriously, then wait patiently. A princess is higher than you, especially when she is going for the throne. I'm higher ranked than you."

"This is why I wanted Rane to be the Duchess." Her stupid frustration showing.

"Oh, so you still want to be Duchess? I've always wondered what it was that made you push her so hard. You basically broke her trying to get her to keep up with me. If you weren't so controlling, she may have won out. Of course, then you wouldn't even care about it, would you? Now leave me. Come back when you want to apologize and work with me. Otherwise, do as I say, or the Queen will hear about it. I've had plenty of time to build my own connections, I got this title for a reason." I ring a little bell, and my favorite maid opens the door for my Mother.

"We'll see about that, Fluvis. Remember the work I put into you. I expect better from you." She finally stands and walks out. I just give a shake of my head. I don't have anyone walk her out, but I do have Petunia sit down instead. Of course, she goes for a chair when my lap is open.

"Do you not like me? Come here, my belly isn't so big you can't sit on my lap," I say.

"Yes, my Lady," she says, standing back up. She gracefully walks over and carefully sits in my lap.

"Much better," I say.

"Did you forget you're pregnant with too many kids? Soon, your lap won't have room for me," she says, shaking her head. "Will you still call me over?"

"Probably," I say. "But, I may just have to do this instead. Stand up."

She gets up first, then I try to get up gracefully, and Petunia has the good graces not to comment on it. I lead her down the hall. Paintings of the various ships I command line the walls, and soft carpets try to help my swollen feet. The maid dutifully walks behind me, all proper, as if she doesn't know what we are about to do.

I walk through a door and hold it open, inviting the flat elf into my room. A sea of blue fills the room: the carpet, sheets, walls, desk, and closet door.

The maid walks to the middle of the room and faces me, hands folded behind her back, pushing out her flat chest. Her black-and-white uniform is so cute: small heels, long socks, and a short skirt showing just a little bit of thigh.

"My Lady, is there something you wish me to do?" She asks.

"I want you to get pregnant."

"How?"

"I'll throw you in Alzi's bed if needed. We will raise your kids. I refuse to not fuck you over the months as your belly expands like mine. I want to see the cute kids you create. I want an excuse to marry you."

"Then toss me. I'm yours to do with as you please," the maid says with a small bow.

"No, you are not. You have no collar around your neck. You are free to leave, to say no, to say you don't like me. I won't hurt you. I won't fire you."

"Fluvis, you're really too kind. Sure, maids aren't slaves. But us girls without an affinity might as well be. I would normally be a gardener at best."

"Petunia. I wish you had an affinity."

"It is what it is, my Lady."

"Fine. Strip. Keep the socks on," I command. I go sit on the side of the bed, getting a good view of her backside as she slowly teases the uniform off. Bending deep to work the short skirt past her heels, her small undergarments just barely hide her slit.

I always struggle to let her finish undressing for me. The limited movement the pregnancy gives me has helped in that regard. I hold in my desire and let her uncover her smooth back for me.

"Anything special for my underwear?"

"No, just take it off slow, and don't forget the heels. You're coming into the bed after this."

"Yes, my Lady," Petunia says, still facing the door giving me the perfect peak at her shaved slit as she slides the cloth down her slim legs. Just a slight bend at the knees to keep her balance as she starts to work the straps off her heels. Then slowly standing back up and slipping her feet out, taking a small step away.

"Now come sit on my lap," I command again. Ready to feel her squirm under my touch.

"Yes, my Lady," she says, turning to face. She only has to take a few steps before she wiggles into my lap. My hands start to wander over her body. Running over the soft skin and touching all the spots that make her moan.

"Should I call in a wife? Have you both work me over," she asks as I settle my hands on her body. "Or maybe have me wo Oh fuck, is a strip tease really all the foreplay you need? Oh, two fingers to start? Yes, yes, yes. Oh, Duchess, keep playing with me. Please. please, please!"

I try a different method of shutting her up, but she's only ever quiet when other maids are around. The little tease is already wet, letting my fingers slide right into her. My right-hand goes to her stiff nipples. Her body presses into me, forcing me onto my back, the girl coming with me. The surprise pauses my wandering hands.

"Fluvis, may I get something bigger inside me?" she begs.

"Yes, you do the work. The kids make fucking you properly difficult. I'll have to have Alzi teach me how to do it properly," I say, pulling my fingers out of her. Giving them a small taste as she shuffles off.

"As you wish, my Lady. I'm always happy to ride you."

I let magic bring out my naked form with a dildo to cover my vagina. I move over in the bed so I can lay down comfortably. My tits shift to the side to give me a good view of my growing belly. Petunia shifts to my side, a hand teasing the tip of the magical cock and mouth going to one of my massive breasts, latching onto my nipple.

"Ooohhh, why are you such a tease!" I moan out. Her tongue teases my perk little nipple. Some of the pregnant women I've been talking to have talked about how sensitive they get later, and not in a fun way. I'm not there yet, but poor Alzi should be.

I'm only able to worm my hand to her thigh, giving it a good squeeze.

"You want me on top?" she whispers, giving my breast a short break.

"Yes."

"As my Lady wishes."

Petunia quickly straddles my waist and sinks the dildo deep. Almost all the way to the base.

"Fuck you picked a big one," she moans out.

"Ride it, girl."

"Yes, oh yes." is her response as she starts moving her body. Working the entire shaft inside.

She leans forward and uses my breast for hand holds so she can move faster. Her hips start to slap against me as she takes the entire shaft inside.

"Fuck you're so good at taking a cock. Faster, if you want to keep up with Alzi, you need to go faster!" I moan out. Her thumbs pressed into my nipples. Her body slams me into the bed.

"Oh fuck, this one gets deep!"

My tits jiggle in her hands, her hair flying around in its high ponytail. The sound of skin slapping and two women moaning fills the room. The smell of the maid's sweat is intoxicating as she works the dildo.

"My Lady... I'm I'm almost there. It feels soooo good," she moans out.

"OOOHH FUUUUUCK!" we say together a few minutes later.

Her hips stop with the dildo all the way in, her muscles spasm as we climax before she falls to my side again.

"Ass up, Petunia," I command when I catch my breath. "I need to try and fuck you."

She doesn't say anything back, just flips over and raises her pretty little behind. I get behind her, guiding the dildo by feeling as my belly hides it from view.

Once inside her wet pussy I grab her hips and move as fast as my belly lets me. Her head is pushed into the pillow under her as our hips slap together. The pillow muffles her moans as the dildo hits her cervix.

Both of us are still sensitive from the last orgasm. Letting me build us up to the next orgasm quickly.

She screams out into the pillow as I hilt her deep, hands pressing her ass against my hips as my body shakes in another orgasm.

Coming down from the bliss, I fall to the side and pull her into a cuddle. My hands rest against her belly. I hope to see it growing soon.

She squirms around in my arms, moving to face me and then pushing me onto my back.

"Fluvis. Let me meet Alzi. I'll carry some children for you. Hopefully, this miracle girl can give me a child with an affinity, and we can marry," she whispers, her head resting on my shoulder. Her hand messing with my tits idly.

"I'll need you to wait till after I give birth. We're going to have a large influx of kids, and we'll need to space them out some,"

"Whatever my Lady wishes. I love you, Fluvis, my only friend."

"I love you too."