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Rick Marks brought his feet up onto the banquet table as he picked his teeth with the bones of the bolt fish with one hand, tossing his dagger in the air and catching it by the handle. He had just finished a hearty meal after a busy day of pretending to protect the Princess, and it was his break time for him. Time to take advantage of the castle's top rated chefs while treating himself.

Months prior, the nations of Arrenthen and Untheria were at war over the resources found in the mountain range that served as the border between them. While the war itself was more or less dormant and inactive, the international tensions were high and any reptilian or reptilian hybrids found in the northern nation of Arrenthen were imprisoned and held as war prisoners until the conflict had receded. Rick had no idea how prisoners were treated south of the border, but he knew that he and the others that were locked up in the castle dungeons were treated very well, better than civvies back home.

Though he was not reptilian or reptilian hybrid, he was a mercenary hired alongside a band of his allies by the Tehgolian king to infiltrate the Arrenthen capitol and gather intel to see if they were weak enough to attack from the west. They weren't, as evidenced by the fact that the royal guard got the better of him and his crew, imprisoning them beneath the castle for the duration of the conflict.

His crew were never beaten. In a dozen years of mercenary work, he'd never been captured, but the Arrenthen Royal Guard had caught him, so he knew that he was outmatched.

During his incarceration, Princess Talba herself struck a deal with he and the rest of his crew. Not only would they be released once the conflict was over, but she was willing to pay them extra to stick around in Arrenthen and work for her as her personal guard, citing the difficulty her guard had in accosting them. Apparently, he and his crew was the greatest challenge they ever had to deal with, and that was something she respected.

Unfortunately for him, the rest of his crew politely declined, for they had loyalty to the one who paid them first. This was smart on their part in that it showed that they were worth every coin because they'd never turn on their client, but they forgot they were mercenaries and they were supposed to go with whomever paid them the most. Rick knew this, and accepted Talba's offer expecting her to execute the rest of his team. He pleaded with her to show mercy, but was shocked when she let them go and stated she never had any intention of killing them. To her, she wasn't going to be that sort of leader.

This could have been remarkably stupid or bold, but she acted with such conviction and self assurance that Rick felt comfortable showing loyalty to her by taking her offer and was now working for her. He hadn't seen or heard from his allies again, as they returned to Tehgol with their report, but he really didn't care. He was a mercenary, he went with the highest bidder, and few jobs in any kingdom paid better than being a personal guardsman to a Princess.

What made it all even sweeter was that Princess Talba made it clear that, more often than not, she didn't need or want a guard. She was paying him five gold coins per day to hang around the castle, eat the food, chat with the servants, and only occasionally spend more than half an hour with her at any given time. That was about the same he'd make in a week working as a merc back home. Apparently, she felt safe enough in the castle where the royal guard were stationed that she didn't need his help, and mostly just kept him around for company because she liked his cool, detached attitude.

Of course, he also spent much of his time hoping that she'd once again ask him to return to her chambers to tussle between the sheets.

Back when he was imprisoned, she plucked him from his cell to spend a night with her as a sort of bargaining chip in order to facilitate his loyalty and agree to chill in the dungeon until the treaty was signed. She had since explained to him that she was in heat and Prince Vaulix - her mate - was on that diplomatic mission to get the peace treaty signed, and that was why she was so willing and eager to share her bed with him, but it was enough for him.

Ever since peace had been procured, however, she hadn't needed his company thanks to her mate having returned. Though she was known to be promiscuous in his absence - and even quite kinky by taking in some of her royal guard and servants to join in on the fun while he was with her - the months following the treaty signing she hadn't been as needy. This was fine for Mark, as he'd met this lovely servant by the name of Arnika and had gotten to enjoy her company more than once, so he was taken care of in that regard.

Still, there wasn't anything quite like bedding a Princess, so he often flirted and hinted he wanted another encounter in the brief periods where they were together and he was 'guarding' her.

So, given his lack of things to do, he spent much of his days not frolicking with the other servants in the banquet hall, trying out all the different foods that Chef Kitnip could concoct. He had expanded his palate greatly ever since coming to Arrenthen, and had enjoyed bolt fish for the first time, something that was quickly becoming his favorite fish due to how it seemed to season itself.

As he was picking at his teeth and kicking his feet, the huge double doors swung open that led to the throne room, and in came Princess Talba. She was wearing a gorgeous pastel lime dress that flowed as she moved, quickly marching down the side of the banquet table to him. The moment the door opened, he pulled his feet off the table and stood tall, awaiting orders. "Princess Talba? What can I do for you?" He asked in a professional tone.

"I need your company for an hour or two. Care to join me?" She asked as she took her final step to stand tall above him. She towered over Rick, as she had to be three and a half meters tall, and he was only about half of that. The equines of Arrenthen were all massive, which was why her royal guard was almost entirely made up of stallions and mares, each hovering around the three meter tall point. She was half equine, and yet bigger than the average stallion, which seemed odd but he didn't question it.

"Is that a question or an order?" He asked, not sure how to respond. It sounded like a command, but she phrased it like it could have been a request or an inquiry.

She clicked her beak at him and narrowed her emerald green eyes. "It's an inquiry, but since I'd love it if you could join me, I'm going to pretend it's an order for the sake of ensuring you do your job today." The Princess smiled and winked before flicking her ear, showing she was speaking in jest. "Come on, you've got some duty calling. I'm sure I'd be far better company than this boltfish risotto."

He nodded, then took another bite. "Perhaps, but this tastes wonderful. Tell me, Princess, do you taste better than this lovely meal? May I have a lick?" In most circumstances, this brash innuendo towards someone in such high esteem would have gotten him punished, but Talba was known to be very grounded and playful, so he knew he could speak candidly with her any time except when her parents - King Aurelia and Queen Otille - were around. That was the only time she demanded the respect and regal treatment that her status afforded her. Even then, it was her parents that cared, not her.

"Maybe later, if you prove your worth by slaying a dragon for me, then turning its hide into a nice little coin purse." She joked, then turned and escorted him out of the banquet hall. "Come on, I have to show my parents that you're worth the money. Just walk around behind me for an hour or two and talk to me. Look like you're actually doing something."

Rick did as commanded, keeping pace behind her as she emerged into the throne room and went past the thrones to the main hallway that looped around the entire castle and would take them to all four towers, the stable, the courtyard, and everything in between. "So, now that we're out of the public eye, what is it that made you so eager to use me? Full disclosure, I'm very open to being used, for the right price." It was a joke, but he was also subtly trying to coax her into saying something sexy back.

Talba kept her speed with her head high and gown flowing behind her, not turning back to look as she responded. "My parents are not happy with the fact that I hired you, and they seem to think that I was foolish to enlist the help of someone hired to betray me. I told them that this was one one made allies, but they insisted this was how we open our gates to our enemies. Not only did they want me to fire you, but they insisted it be through a canon into the wall surrounding the castle. I want to prove to them that you're loyal to me, or at least to the highest bidder. In addition, aside from the prejudice towards your kind - mercenaries, I mean - they also hate that I'm paying you to do nothing, so I gotta start actually keeping you around, so expect to be near me at almost all times."

All the while, Rick kept his pace close behind her, listening intently to her every word. He figured that this would happen eventually and had been preparing himself for the inevitability of it, but Talba seemed so casual and dismissive that he didn't worry about it. Instead, he rolled with it, as he did in all aspects of his life. "I'm not complaining. Shit gets boring sitting around doing nothing. I often wish that something interesting would happen just so I had something to do. I don't hope for violence, but just once I want some crazy hobo to come at you with a knife so I can tackle him before the Royal Guard do. Slow horses."

"Well, I certainly don't hope for that, I'd prefer a kingdom that trusts and respects me enough to not want to attack me, but I understand where you're coming from. I've seen the light fade from your eyes in the last few months, and I've been thinking of trying a few different ways to keep you busy without eliciting violence. I already sent Furia north on a quest to suss out incumbent refugees to grant them citizenship, would that interest you at all?"

"May I speak honestly?" He asked, still keeping pace behind her.

"Always. What's on your mind?" She said with a bow, glancing back at him over her shoulder.

"I'd really rather not leave the castle unless you do. I like my role as your personal guard, and I must confess I enjoy your company. You're not like most royal family members I've met, and I find that refreshing. As an aside, I still can't get over how fun it was when Mobius the raptor and I shared your bed that night. I confess, I never expected a Princess to be so aggressively slutty. I like it!" His words could have gotten him beheaded in any other kingdom, but Talba wasn't like that.

Still, she stopped in her tracks and turned to face him. "Does the memory of that night truly trail your thoughts so closely all these months later?" Her expression was soft and inquisitive, not stern.

Her smile encouraged him to be honest. "Of course. It was a wonderful night, at least for myself and Mobius. You're a larger mare, but you rode me better than the whores in Port Uriel's brothels, and I don't think I'll ever forget that." He paused for a moment to gauge her response before adding his follow up comment. He saw she wasn't bothered by his brashness, so he continued. "And later that night, I seem to recall something with you and Mobius in the dungeons. He told me about it and I have been dying to ask you about what you did to him, because it fundamentally changed him."

Talba's ears perked up as she chirped lightly, bending down at the hips with her hands on her knees so she was face height with him. "How very interesting. Please tell me what he said." She insisted before leaning in to whisper in his ear. "Because I don't remember that night after I took you both back to your cell, but if it's that kinky I want to hear all the juicy details."

This shocked Rick, as he was sure something like that would be remembered by her. However, she did seem intoxicated by her lust, so it made sense that she didn't remember, since it happened at four in the morning when literally everyone else was asleep. He hissed gently - like a purr for him - as he leaned into her, pressing his cheek against hers. "He told me that you got a little more vigorous than he was expecting, and in your lust, you took all of him inside you; he didn't escape you until that morning after the sun had come out, where he returned to the cell, aglow in post orgasmic bliss for the next three days."

The Princess stood tall, smirking at him. "I confess I don't remember doing that, but I wish I did because that's pretty hot. I've fantasized about having someone completely in me ever since The Prince impregnated me with his eggs." She smiled as she thought about that for a moment. "Yes, quite nice."

"I'd be happy to help you out with it, if you'd like. I'm pretty small, and I've also been curious about such a kinky act ever since he told me about it. But to be clear, so there's no confusion, he said that you were able to take all of him from snout to tail tip, all the way inside. Like the most intense, full bodied fisting. Is that what you're thinking about, too?"

She nodded. "Indeed it is. And you're right, I'm pretty sure with your sleek body and my cavernous depths, we could make it happen." Talba glanced up and down the halls to see if anyone was in earshot. "Wanna go to the stables, see what we can do?" Without waiting for his response, she grabbed him by the hand and tugged him along down the hallway towards said stables.

Rick couldn't help but think that he had perhaps bitten off more than he could chew, but The Princess' willingness to try something like that with absolutely no reservation showed that she was far more adventurous that even he had expected. This was wonderful, but it also made him cautious about her actual intentions. Few would so readily agree to such a thing, even less so a Princess of a prosperous nation such as Arrenthen.

Despite his slight reservation, she still pulled him along until the two of them were in the stables where the horses, dragons, gryphons, and ulokar were all kept. Dozens of stalls up and down along the back of the castle's courtyard were all filled with the various war-horses and aerial cavalry, all retired post war. It wasn't until the doors closed behind them that Rick thought to ask.

"Why here, Princess?" He inquire, pulling his hand out of her grip. "Why not somewhere more secluded or private, like your chambers. Honestly, even the dungeon would be better."

She stepped past him and motioned for him to follow. "Come with me, dear. I'll show you something, and I'm sure you'll learn a thing or two about more explorative sexuality." As she made her way down past each stall, she would nod in acknowledgment towards each of the stable hands, giving little words of encouragement or telling them they were doing a good job until she got to the utility shed half way down the stable hallway. There, she ducked into the room and came out with an empty bucket and a bottle of powder, grinning as she showed it to Rick.

"What's that?" He asked. He would have read the label on the bottle, but she was holding it so that the words were against her palm. He thought it might have been potion, but in powder form.

Princess Talba glanced at the bottle and turned it around, seeing that she was hiding it from him. "It's lubrication powder, darling. We do a lot of breeding and medical procedures in these stables in order to ensure we get only the best bloodlines and treatment for our mounts." She then leaned down next to him and whispered in his ear. "I produce a lot of lubricant myself, but for something like this, I need a bit of help, if you get my drift." She winked before tossing the bucket down and sprinkling some powder into it. She then kicked the bucket over to under a pump and filled it halfway with water.

All of this was getting Rick excited as it became more and more clear that she wasn't backing down or changing her mind. What was once a casual flirt and inquiry had turned into a very real, very kinky situation quite quickly. He wasn't complaining, but he was taken aback by it. Talba was a princess, not some professional whore to be tested and taken to the limit, yet here he was with a bucket of lube in the royal stables sandwiched between gryphons and dragons and ulokar and horses.

Once the bucket was as full as it would get, Talba grabbed a short-stemmed pitchfork to mix the water with the lubricant powder, creating a thick slime so potent that it created thick strands between the forks of metal as she pulled out of the bucket. "Perfect." She commented, licking her beak. "And as it warms at the touch of our bodies, it will get even slicker. Come on." She then tossed the pitchfork in a nearby trough for cleaning, grabbed the bucket with one hand and Rick with the other, and darted into the nearest empty stall next to a stack of hay bales.

Things seemed to be going quite quickly, so Rick paused after closing the stable door behind him. "Princess, I don't mean to question you or your motives, but I am curious what incited you to do all this with me. Seems rather impromptu to me."

She unzipped her dress and let it fall to the ground around her feet, exposing the fur and feathers of her naked body, not bothering to pause as she picked up the dress and tossed it over the wall of the stall. "Do I really need a reason? You seemed bored, I'm very eager to try new things, and you gave me a great idea that I absolutely must experience again for the first time."

"I understand that, but you're a member of the royal family, married to Prince Vaulix. Wouldn't that put you under a lens of scrutiny by your people? By your mate?" He regretted asking the question as soon as the words escaped his lips, but her immediate response and facial expressions were anything but upset about it, so he felt reassured.

In fact, she gape grinned at him as a deep trill came from within. "Hun, that's exactly why I'm so eager to explore. I'm a Princess, not a queen. Yet. I'm still young, barely an adult, so I'm expected to explore and experiment and make bad decisions en route to becoming mature enough to lead. Plus, my mate isn't exactly the monogamous type, and neither am I." She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in close. "So don't go soft on me, Rick. I hired you because I love how bold and confident you are; if we're going to do this, I need for you to treat me as you would any other, and if that means being rough, then so be it. You've seen Prince Vaulix, so you know I can handle it, and if I can't I'll say so."

Though her pep talk was a little patronizing in that it assumed he was getting cold fins about doing such a lewd act with her, it actually encouraged him to gain the confidence he needed. "Alright then, if you're so insistent, then lay your rump down." He leaned into her and pushed her back so that she was sitting on the stack of hay bales, golden tipped tail draped over the edge of it to get tangled in the straw on the ground next to the bucket of lube. She widened her stance better expose herself, revealing the pink, glistening flesh of her vulva darkened by the moisture that had seeped from her slit.

Her chirps of delight told him that she liked this dominance in him. "Good for you. Take what you want from me; as long as we're in this stall, I'm yours to do with as you feel." She then used one of her foot-talons to grab him and pull him up as she leaned forward. "Vaulix knows the best healing spells, so there are no limits, understand?" She had a devilish twinkle in her eye that assured him he could do no wrong, an assurance that made his groin swell and both of his cocks slip out of his sheath.

Only the slightest twinge of reluctance remained at the back of his mind, which he snuffed out by taking one final glance up and down the stable hall to ensure nobody was paying attention to them. Once he was fully confident, he tore off his jacket and pants, tossing them both over the stall wall next to Talba's gown, then got down onto his knees before her, his head at the same level of her exposed pussy. He rubbed his hands together and leaned into her, lightly nibbling at her inner thigh.

She twitched and chirped gently, having not expected the playful bites. Her clitoris winked and a flow of clear fluid dribbled out of her as she slowly came to relax again. "Honestly wasn't expecting foreplay." She confessed, groin tensing a second time to end with another clitoral wink.

"You said to treat you like I would any other. I'm a gentleman, your highness, my partners aren't just there for my pleasure." He assured her in a confident tone.

"I love hearing that, but given the circumstances, I'd be completely okay with you getting right to the main event. I'm already wet for you, you don't need to warm me up." She slid her hand down over her belly to press on her clit and part the anterior half of her lips, exposing the dark flesh inside.

Rick was a little disappointed, as he enjoyed foreplay as much as he loved sex or anything else, but he understood the time constraints. "As you insist, your highness. Just grant me a small indulgence before we get started." Before she could respond, he pressed both his palms against her inner thighs to part her legs, thumbs rubbing against her flesh just beyond the pink of her vulva to spread her open as he rubbed his snout against her clit and slid his tongue into her. He could feel her walls relax and widen against his touch for only a second before clenching back up while her clit winked against his snout.

Her beak chattered as she whimpered. "W-well okay, I guess I'll give you that." She conceded with a hearty laugh. The muscles in her leg resisted her own instinctive desire to clench shut at the sensation of his nuzzling and licking while she leaned back and rested her head against the pile of loose hay and straw behind her, knees up and tip toes on the ground on either side of Rick. She was in about as relaxed and open a position as she could be in to take all he had to offer.

Though she had invited him to go right ahead, he was loving her taste a bit too much to pull away or go onto the next stage. He gave her one final lick followed by a suck on her clit as he collected some of her fluids to rub on both of his cocks, both top and bottom, as he squeezed them together in his balled up fist. The warmth of her fluids felt wonderful against his flesh, but he knew that's not why they were here. He had a lot more to offer her than his cock, though he definitely wanted to pleasure her in that way first. "Say, you wouldn't mind if I, you know, get myself wet a bit before diving in?"

"You mean you wanna fuck me? What a perv!" She chirped gently and winked her clit again. "Of course, but don't spend too much time on it. Who knows when Vaulix will come looking for me."

The thought of being caught by her husband - the Prince, at that - was a bit of a deterrent, but he still had that insatiable desire for her flesh, so he got up to his feet and gave her clit a rub with his free hand while his other kept his two members squeezed tight together. With one gentle easement into her, he plunged both cocks into her depths, her lips smacking and kissing against his sheath and sucking on his lengths as a bit of air whooshed into her from between the shafts.

He only got a few gentle grinding motions off before he felt like he should probably work harder on pleasuring her properly, so he slammed at her one last time before pulling out and getting back to his knees to clean her of her arousal while a bridge formed between her lips and his cock tips.

All the while, she smiled at him with her emerald eyes, one claw plucking at the rim of her beak as she chirped and trilled at him. "So glad to see you're not shy." She complimented. "Was worried you would flake out on me and I'd have to go to one of the stallions or drakes to finish myself off."

"Of course not, your highness." He assured her as he reached down and coated his hand in the lube that was in the bucket, recoiling at how cold it was to the touch. When he pulled his paw out, there were a series of thick dangling strands dribbling from each of his knuckles and fingertips to return to the bucket with the rest. It was so thick it was more like a slime than natural lubricant, but as he rolled it between his fingers and over his palms, he found it getting a bit thinner and more viscous, just like Talba had assured him. Since he trusted her, he dipped his other hand into the slime as well, then brought both up to slap some lube on her swollen pussy lips, rubbing up and down from clit to tail hole.

She chirped at him as her entire body tensed up. "Hey, warn me first! That stuff's cold!"

"Sorry, sorry. Thought you were ready." He apologized while kneading at her flesh and fur, smearing the lube up and down her lips in the process. He rubbed in circles up into her clit, massaged her vulva, prodded at her rump flesh, and slipped a few lube covered fingers up into her to mix with her natural lubricants. Every step of the way, he gauged her reaction to see if he could go a bit rougher, a bit deeper, or add a bit more lube, and she consistently seemed delighted at his every touch. When he rubbed her clit, she winked it at him. When he slid his fingers into her, she squeezed, then relaxed to let him in deeper. When he touched her ass flesh, she grunted and pushed out so that her pucker could get a kiss from him. Everything he did elicited an excited and eager response.

Rick was quite ravenous with his application of lube, as he was dipping his hand in the bucket to slap more on her every time he slid his fingers up and down his slit, but he didn't yet penetrate her to the wrist, for he wanted to make sure the lube was warm to the touch before he did anything extreme. It wasn't until she reached down and grabbed him by the forearm to force his fist into her with a lurching pop that he realized that it was about time for him to go to the next level.

She chirped at him while offering a devilish grin, licking her beak as she reached out and grabbed his elbow, slowly forcing him in deeper and deeper until his bicep was rubbing between her lips and was pressed up against her winking clit. "I appreciate your dedication to the craft, darling, but I can't stress enough that we don't have all day." She was insistent and borderline aggressive, but kind to him, which made him melt.

At least, it helped him. Mostly he loved the sensation of her tender pussy walls clenching around his forearm to lock him in place. She was loose enough to take him with ease, but snug enough that he felt the clench of her loins right down to his fingertips. Again, he apologized. "Sorry about that, I'm just so used to partners that like a lot of warm up; it's a good habit to have and I'm glad it's one I have such a hard time breaking." He then dipped his free hand in the lube again, and rubbed the sloppy mess all over her before slowly pulling his first fist out and pumping the second one into her, his loins tensing as he felt her depths twitch and pulsate in response to his thrusts and the grind of his knuckles against her walls.

By now, her breaths were growing a bit more ragged and her eyes were closed as she focused more on the sensations of being deeply penetrated. She bit at the loose hay while rubbing her beak into her arm, body undulating in waves to push back against him while her loins swallowed each of his arm to the elbow in alternating thrusts, squeezing him to tug at his wrists before loosening up and letting him go to the sound of a deep, guttural squelch.

In and out he went, gradually loosening her by alternating each balled up fist from the tip of the knuckle to the bend in his arm, each bicep slapping against her pussy lips as gooey slime trickled down into the hay below them. Every few deep-fleshed punches, he had to lean down to capture more from the bucket in order to better coat her inner walls with the quickly-warming lubricant. Then, when he could feel that she had been tenderized just right, he pulled one arm mostly out so that just the fist and wrist remained inside while sliding his second arm into her next to the first, fingertips forward.

She definitely felt snug to him at first, and he had to really push off against the ground to get the leverage, but once his knuckles burst through her lips he found the rest was quite easy, as her sex had dilated enough to fit both of his bulging fists and flexed forearms. Her vulva were parted wide before him and her clit was winking, squirting bits of her fluids out against his forearms and the bucket of lube below, all of which he was trying to catch and slather back on her plump, peach-like vulva.

Since getting his second arm inside her, he had to alter his patterns a bit. He still pumped in one after another, but now he didn't let either of his fists burst from her depths, instead halting just as the knuckles threatened to breach her opening before pushing back in and pulling the other out. He also started rocking back and forth, rotating each wrist so that each arm went from beside each other to on top of one another, only to rotate the other way and do it in the other order. He found this to be the most pleasant, as every time the knuckles of his balled up fists hit her G-spot, her entire body tensed and her loins pushed down on her with a gush of combined lubricants.

Then, as he was ready to press his snout in with his arms, he pulled both hands out and pried her lips wide to gape her open, giving him a clear view past her lips and all the way to her cervix, her cavernous pussy walls throbbing and dripping in lube and arousal. The image made him weak at the knees and he nearly collapsed into her before regaining his composure and sliding both his hands back into her depths, literally diving into the princess' pussy.

Rick only made it just past the elbow before the tapered girth of his shoulders and arms proved too much for him. Her tender, peachy flesh slid all the way down his extended arms, but stopped as her clit came to rest on his snout, for his shoulders were too wide. She winked her clit at him, rubbing her flesh as she looked down over her belly to lock eyes, smiling.

"Don't give up, once you're past the shoulders, the rest will be easy, I'm sure." She grabbed each of her legs from under the knee to pull her thighs apart, widening her stance and relaxing her body just a little bit more to ensure he had the best chance at her.

This encouraged him greatly, and he kept his arms forward as he made another attempt to push his snout past her opening. He rocked from side to side, with his upper arms kneading at her lips and flesh to gently loosen her up as he rocked back and forth, tongue out to taste her. He could feel the beat of her heart throbbing against him through her distended flesh, and as she relaxed nearly enough to let her lips swallow him up, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Why am I not surprised that you chose the stables to relieve some tension?" It was Vaulix, leaning over the side of the stable with a broad grin on his face. When a panicked Rick pulled out to the sound of a guttural squelch and vaginal belch of released air as the walls collapsed, the Prince extended a hand to calm him. "No need to panic, my friend. I'm not the kind to get angry, but I do need my wife this afternoon." He looked over at Talba with love in his eyes, not saying another word.

She looked back at him and chuckled, vaginal canal quickly constricting shut with a wink as she leaned down to give Rick a gentle nuzzle, cheek to cheek. "He's right. I gotta go."

Vaulix smiled and bowed. "I'll see you in our chambers, my love. I'll give you and your friend some time to get cleaned up." He then tapped at the door frame once and walked away, bowing to each of the stable hands and complimenting them on their good work before leaving the stables.

Despite being told the contrary, Rick was concerned. "Am I in trouble?" He asked, lubricant and pussy juice dripping off his snout and arms."

Talba stretched out and got to her feet, flexing out as she pumped her tail a few times and rubbed herself to clean her lips of the thick slime that had accumulated. "I promise you're not in trouble and neither am I. He and I have some things to discuss about a trip we're having to Port Araliptian, and I guess he chose now to decide that he was going to get the relevant parties together to discuss it." The princess grabbed her gown from over the side of the stall and stepped back into it, using a bit of magic to zip it back up while smiling down at a petrified Rick.

He couldn't help but stare into the distance. He was literally just caught by the prince, nearly shoulder deep in the princess, and he was supposed to be okay with that?

She noticed that he was a little distraught, so she squatted down next to him and cradled his cheek to nuzzle against him, whispering in the ear. "I promise you're fine. Tell you what, tonight, one hour past midnight, I want you to meet me in my chambers. I know you know the secret back entrance, so use it. I'll be ready for you and we can pick up where we left off." She then stood back up and stepped past him, chirping happily as she skipped and bounced down the stables towards the door.

Despite being assured thrice, Rick couldn't help but worry in the back of his head that he was in some sort of deep trouble, and this was all a ruse. However, his more rational side was able to take over and remind him that this wasn't uncommon behaviour for either of them, and that if he was in trouble, Vaulix could have beheaded him then and there, or would be able to catch him before he left the castle.

The Prince was a general before marrying into the royal family, after all.

With that bit of trivia in mind, Rick was able to clear his head and clean up, eager to see what would await him one hour past midnight. By now, he was too excited to dare deny the demands of the Princess herself. Though he was aroused and eager for that sweet release, he also decided that he would save himself for her and whatever it was she had planned for him.

It was going to be one interesting night, that was for sure. Once he was fully clothed and free of the lubricant, he immediately returned to his quarters to prepare for the upcoming festivities.

Much of that afternoon crept along slowly, like a tortoise without a destination. After the event in the stables, Rick couldn't get his mind of the princess, for his senses were all inundated with lingering memories of her. Every time he blinked, he saw the reflection of the dim light reflecting off her plump pussy lips. Every time he paused, he could feel her flesh squeezing around him. Every breath had him smelling the thick aromatic scent of her nectar. He couldn't help but hear the guttural squelching of her depths being pummeled by his fists. Most importantly, the taste of her arousal remained on his tongue even beyond his mid-afternoon meal.

Unlike the sights and sounds of her form, the smell and taste actually did stick with him, clinging to his nostrils and fingers for the rest of the day. Every time he brought his hand up to scratch his muzzle, he could smell her on his palm and fingertips; whenever he breathed through his mouth, the tangy flavors of her fluids teased his tongue.

Because of these lingering sensations, he felt it best to stay in his quarters until nightfall while Talba went about her life with her companions and family members. He knew that if he saw her again, he'd grow hard in his pants and get distracted. For most, hiding an erection wasn't too difficult, but the arrangement of his twin cocks ensured that at least one was always poking directly forward into his trousers, making it impossible to cover up short of wearing a baggy shirt.

Regardless of all that, he found himself even more pent up when the time came to sneak out of his quarters and make his way to the secret, hidden back pathway to her royal chambers.

In order to sneak in, he had to go to the courtyard, find a specific rock in one of the gardens, step on it to undo a latch that served as a lock for a series of bricks on the ground, allowing him to open up a cellar door that led to an underground passage. From there, he had to navigate a maze by following a series of arrows on the floor before walking up a long flight of stairs by lamplight to emerge in a dimly lit hallway. At the end, a door could be pulled inward, which in turn led to the back of an armoire. As it turned out, this secret pathway was now hidden by their bedroom furniture.

Undeterred, glanced down to see light coming into the hallway from around his feet, and he quickly saw that the armoire was high enough off the ground that he could crawl under. This concerned him at first, for he was expecting the lights to be off at this time of night, so he got down onto his belly and crawled under the dresser to get a look and see what was happening before bursting in.

Rick immediately was thankful for being smart and not calling out to let Talba know he had arrived. As he looked on he saw the Princess on all fours on her bed, with Vaulix standing on the floor behind her with one hand on the base of her tail and the other reaching forth to grab at her mane and tug, gently thrusting his massive cock into her. He looked to be rough, by grabbing at her flowing golden mane, but she had the broadest gape grin upon her beak and was clearly pushing back and arching her back just right.

Furthermore, Rick was astounded at just how well endowed Vaulix truly was. He'd heard rumours about it through the servants in the castle and had been told by Talba it was 'as big as her thigh' but he thought that was clearly an exaggerration to make him legendary.

As it turned out, none of the stories did him justice. Despite him being shorter than her by head and neck, his cock was in fact even bigger around than her thigh at its thickest point, and was so big that it made a distinct bulge in her belly every time he thrust. At first it was unclear just how long he was, but based on the fact that he was thicker halfway down the shaft than he was at the base, Rick was scared to imagine what sort of flare or glans he had at the tip.

Scared, but not turned off. In fact, the thought of straddling that massive member made him harder than ever, and the idea of being stuffed into her with it made him start dripping on the stone floor while stifling a grunt. Naturally, he stealthily unzipped and started gently stroking himself, unable to hold back from the pleasure he craved while also doing his best to not reach climax.

As he watched, Vaulix wrapped both his arms around Princess Talba and lifted her up so that she was leaning back against him, riding his shaft as he stood behind her, his thick chest pressed to her back and his muzzle buried in her mane as she started bouncing on him with a series of wet slaps.

The princess moaned and whimpered and chirped as the bulge in her belly shifted up and down, her one hand reaching around to cradle Prince Vaulix under the chin and guide him up for a nuzzle and a kiss. In the process, she opened her eye and looked directly at Rick, acknowledging him with a wink before leaning forward onto all fours again and rolling onto her back with her knees up and legs spread.

Rick couldn't see from under the Armoire, but he had no problem conjuring up memories to imagine her swollen peach lips were trembling with desire as her clit winked and her arousal dribbled down onto the bed. What he did see, however, was Vaulix's soaked member bobbing out between them as she pulled off, leaving his bulbous cock tip to throb and drool precum all over the bed sheets. As expected, he was absolutely massive, as thick as his thigh, and had to be two thirds a meter long. His cock was, without exaggerration, as thick and long as Rick's entire torso.

He now understood why Talba married him. Not only was he endowed like a dragon, but he was showing himself to be kind and gentle with her. It was clear they were truly in love but it was also clear that they weren't monogamous. This seemed to work well for everyone, and if things went well, Rick would soon benefit from their more open relationship.

While continuing to watch, Rick saw Vaulix lean over top of Talba and bury his muzzle into her chest fluff, nipping and rubbing as his hands kept him steady and his cock tensed up to find her sex. Once their flesh met, he arched his back and slowly pushed himself into her, a powerful lurch that made Talba throw her head back and clasp at the sheets as her hips angled upwards. Once he breached her opening with the bulge in the middle of his shaft, the rest of him was sucked up into her depths to once again form a distinct, ridged bulge in the Princess. Astounding, Vaulix was practically hyper!

It was clear that Talba was quite stretchy, enough so that she could definitely fit Rick if she so desired. Her womb expanded like a balloon to fit that monster cock, it would be a breeze to squirm his way into her once Vaulix was done. That is, if the opportunity came up. If they finished and collapsed to sleep, Rick would have to head back to his quarters and manually pleasure himself, or just stroke himself to orgasm while he watched.

Either way, he loved watching the two of them have their fun together; he was able to enjoy it by proxy and he just couldn't take his eyes off that gargantuan cock on the prince! How did he hide that in his royal raiment? Rick had been in many encounters with the Prince, from the swearing in ceremony of the new citizens post war to just enjoying meals with the drake, and never once did it appear he was smuggling someone in his pants. It was never evident he possessed a third leg.

Rick continued to watch as the couple shifted from one position to the next. Talba rolled onto her side with one leg up, went back to doggystyle while he knelt on the bed behind her, slid off the side with her pussy aimed right at Rick to give him a good look at she got pounded and her flesh distended far beyond what he thought possible, and then back up into missionary where Vaulix eventually gave his final thrusts and grunted as his cock throbbed and pumped her full of his seed. Even after finishing, though, Vaulix remained on top of her, lightly grinding and nuzzling into her as she chirped and stroked the feathers on his neck. When he finally pulled out, Rick could see that his cock practically disappared and was sucked up into the slit between his legs, solving that mystery in the process.

All in all, he must have watched for at least half an hour or intense, yet tender love making, and he had no idea how long they had been at it prior to that. Finally, once the two had cuddled for a bit, Talba lightly nuzzled his cheek with hers, then told him to go have a shower, get cleaned before calling it a night. He did as commanded, and walked past the armoire that Rick was hiding under to disappear into the adjacent room. Moments later, the sound of running water could be heard.

"You can come out from under there." Talba said under her breath, glancing sidelong over at Rick. She was laying prone on her back with both of her legs spread and pussy exposed to the air while her tail flicked out to the side. "He takes very long showers."

He crawled out from under the armoire and brushed himself off while trying his best to hide his twin erections, but proved once again that it was futile, as a massive bulge remained in his black trousers. "I didn't expect the hidden door to be behind the shelf. Makes it sort of hard to be an emergency exit, don't you think?"

Talba shrugged, making hand motions in the air above her. "We're not in conflict, I didn't think it to be important. Anyway, we're pretty quick on time and I'm still pretty loose from Vaulix. If you wanna try this, best to go ahead and dive right in. You won't get a better chance."

That was all the inspiration he needed to tear off all his clothes and rush over to her bed, hopping up next to her. Despite Talba being twice his height, he was still shocked to realize just how tall her bed was; as he came up close, he found his head was just barely above the mattress, making his act of scaling it more like an obstacle than an inviting and comfy bed.

Once there, he knelt on her bed between her spread legs, his tail out far behind him and swaying gently. He was oddly nervous; not because of the act, but because he could still hear the running water in the room next to them, reminding him that he was at any time mere seconds away from being accosted by the Prince. Before he could protest, a whiff of her aromatic scents washed over him with an added hint of drake musk, and he was lost in her once again, all of his memories returning as the taste of her once again touched his tongue and the memories of her guttural squelches filled his ears.

Princess Talba flopped out on the bed and pried at her pussy lips with two fingers from each hand, one between her legs and the other wrapped around her thigh to gape herself open with ease. "I meant it when I said we were running low on time, dear." As she spoke, a thick trail of Vaulix's seed zigged and zagged over the folds of her pussy walls before trickling over her rump and soaking the sheets. She gave him the sexy eyes of desire, but also clicked her beak impatiently to spur him on.

"Okay, okay. Sorry. I'm still so used to taking time to pleasure my partners." Rick apologized as he rubbed his hands together and leaned into her, slipping his first of two fists into her with ease.

She was gaped out so wide thanks to Vaulix that her spread apart walls did little more than gently stroke his knuckles as they passed by her lips. "Don't worry about foreplay, I'm still twitching in orgasmic delight thanks to the hour long session he and I just had. I don't want to rush you, but just go ahead and dive in, I want to feel you squirming in my womb, and I'll just stuff you in there myself if you don't get to work."

He blinked, not sure how to respond to that. "O-okay then. Let's do this." He said, bolstering his courage. His members had grown flaccid a bit, as he preferred to take time with his partners, but the gaping chasm of Talba pussy was too enticing to let him get distracted for too long. It was clear based on how wide her hole had been bored open by Vaulix that she didn't need the sort of lube from before, so he slipped both hands in as she pulled her fingers out, allowing her walls to collapse and grab him tight despite it being clear that her muscles weren't constricting.

It was admittedly a little disappointing that he didn't get to work her up and gradually loosen her up like he'd been doing before, but as he leaned into her and her depths easily swallowed him up the forearm, past the wrist, and almost to the shoulders with ease and room to wiggle, he knew that he had quite the opportunity before him. He took in a deep breath and nuzzled his snout in between her lips and clit as he dug his claws into the sheets and pushed, gasping gently as her vulva dilated and slid over his head, neck, and shoulders to lightly squeeze his upper torso, fleshy walls throbbing and rhythmically pulsing around him.

The thing that best illustrated the sheer kinkiness of the situation was that once his ears had passed through her lips and were smothered by vaginal flesh, he could hear everything going on in her body from the nearby gurgle of her belly to the steady pounding of her fluttering heart, all accentuated by the occasional twitch and constriction around his body. It was surreal, but it urged him on to push forth and wiggle his body as his hind legs pushed against the base of the bed.

Ahead of him, his extended hands felt a firmer rim of flesh that stopped him from going deeper, but a bit of wiggling and prodding at the center with his fingers gaped her open, widening the portal from her pussy to womb. Once that happened, he found his entire body lurching forward with a guttural belch of air escaping around him as the walls once again collapsed and constricted his every limb and digit and strand of fur. The lurch also flipped him around so that he was on his back and his cocks were aiming up, her lips having swallowed him right to the waist.

He had no choice but to curl his arms ahead of him and use his elbows to pull at her cervix, better tugging the rest of him up into her. From here he couldn't tell what she was doing or what was going on outside of her body, but he was so overwhelmed with sensations to all five of his senses that he couldn't be bothered to concentrate on anything but the shifting gurgles that surrounded him, the flavorful fluids that filled his gullet, and the persistent peristalsis of the vaginal and uterine walls caressing him from every angle.

The only thing that managed to bring him back to reality was the warmth of her vulva caressing the top of his two cocks as he slipped deeper into her. The shaft found itself rubbing in between the nub of her clit and the fold of her vulva, rubbing up and down in a thrusting motion before Talba grabbed at his tip and squeezed it into her, trapping it between her anterior wall and his belly. The pleasure was intense, but Rick was dedicated to not letting himself finish yet, so he instead curled his toes and tried his best to not grind or hump up into her.

Talba seemed rushed all of a sudden, as her walls quickly tensed around him and she tucked his second cock into her next to the first. She then grabbed each of his legs around the knee and pushed, forcing him to slide in deeper and curl up into the fetal position as his lower limbs - including tail - was sucked up into her depths with him, her cervix passing over every inch of his body to leave only his feet and spade-tipped tail fin flapping outside of her.

Though he was curled up tight inside the Princess, he felt surprisingly comfortable, like there was a lot more room than there actually was and the softness of her flesh was more like a pillow than a womb. Still, he couldn't help but squirm and wiggle around to get a better position, pulling the last of himself in through her gaping, cavernous pussy until he felt his snout once again nestle into her cervix. There, he could stare out past the deep ruby red walls to see that Vaulix was standing over her, feathers moist and dripping post shower with his heavy member drooped out before him and growing.

Rick couldn't make out what was said due to the way her uterine walls muffled the words, but as best he could tell, Vaulix was ready to go for another round and knew that Rick was inside. Somehow that made it even kinkier, and it certainly encourage him to resist. He was far too comfortable, and her abdominal wall was snuggling him nicely. In that moment, there was nowhere else he'd rather be.

With any luck, Vaulix would be just as gentle with him inside as he was with Talba when she wasn't gravid with a fox-shark hybrid. Rick could only hope and wait.