King of the Goblins 2—Chapter 3

After that we all enjoyed a late lunch. As was customary among the goblins, it was a hearty stew and fresh-baked bread. As usual, I had no clue what was in the stew, but it was fantastic.

“Chef Gorman really outdid himself this time,” Zia said after swallowing a mouthful of stew.

“How is he enjoying his promotion?” I asked. “Oh, the elven wine goes really well with this stew.”

“He loves it,” Silvy said. “That was a great idea on your part.”

Chef Gorman had prepared food for the royal family for nearly three hundred years, but until recently was just called a cook. Well, I gave him the official title of “Chef” and had Elasha make some chef’s hats for him and that made his entire world. Never before had I seen such a broad smile on the stout old man’s face. Sometimes all it took was for people to feel appreciated. Speaking of which….

“Hey,” I said, looking around at all four of my wives. “I don’t know if I say this enough, so I just wanted to take a moment to tell you all that I love you. I’ve never been this happy before. Life with you all is great.”

“That must be the wine speaking,” Silvy said. 

Since she sat next to me, I leaned over and placed an especially wet kiss on her cheek. She tried to pull away so I grabbed her with both hands and held her there, giving her a soup-tinged kiss that covered half of her face.

“You monster!” she shouted. “You absolute demon!” But there was too much laughter in her voice for her to be angry.

“I’m glad I’m sitting over here,” Leena said from across the table. She plucked at her dress, which was white. “You’d get soup stains on me.”

Silvy scrubbed her face with a napkin, then turned to me. “Remember when I told you that I’d take a frying pan to your head? You’d better sleep with one eye open tonight, mister.”

“I love you, Silvy,” I said, looking her in the eye.

“Oh you—Aaron, you—Ahhh!” She huffed a few times. “That’s not fair. You know I can’t be angry at you when you say that.”

I reached out and took her hand in mine. “Maybe you shouldn’t be angry with me, then. I was just trying to show you some love.”

“Love shouldn’t involve stew, Aaron,” she said.

“What about all that stew you cooked him when you guys first met?” Zia asked. She winked at me.

“That’s different!” Silvy said. She snatched her knife from the table and gave me a sharp look.

“What are you gonna do with that knife, Silvy?” I asked.

Her eyes narrowed. “Keep testing me and you’ll find out.” She grabbed a piece of bread and began spreading butter on it.

“Are you going to butter me, Silvy?” I asked. “No, Silvy, please! Not the butter!”

She dropped her knife and laughed. “I can’t handle you sometimes.”

“Well, you had better learn, since we’re going to be together for a long time,” I said with a wink. I looked at my other wives. “So, what’s our plan for this evening?”

“Kord needs to speak with you after lunch,” Zia said. “He has to go over the budget with you in excessive detail.”

“Well, fortunately I have you to help me with that,” I said. Zia was good with numbers, and a natural when it came to working out budgets for a city. And let me tell you, that was no easy task.

“I can’t wait,” she said, taking a sip of wine. “Oh, this is good. Did Taranath bring it?”

Tressi nodded. “He’s been giving my parents gifts of wine every week to thank them for bringing Tela into this world. They don’t even have enough room to store it all, so I brought some here. We had better get to drinking.” She took a sip from her wine cup as if to punctuate her point.

“What’s after Kord?” I asked.

“General Rolf wants to talk to you,” Tressi said. “Remember what Taranath said about the gnoll sightings in the forest? Rolf wants to talk about the same thing. He has some thoughts on what might be going on.”

“Sounds like a cheery discussion,” I said. Rolf was a good man and a solid general, but if you showed him a blue sky he would still manage to find a storm cloud. But then again, that’s probably what made him a good general. At least he didn’t seem to mind that I killed his former commander-in-chief.

“My father wants to help train some of the goblin soldiers,” Leena said. “He spoke to the general about it. With us being on the ground, we’re more likely to be attacked than the elves, even if we are inside a mountain.” She suddenly laughed. “Us. The elves. I sound like a goblin.”

“Is that such a bad thing?” Tressi asked.

“Not at all,” Leena said.

“Elves are nice as well,” Zia said. “You know, Leena, you’re my favorite elven woman in this entire room.”

Leena gave her a flat look, and Zia laughed.

We relaxed and chatted a bit longer. Life could get stressful as king, so I always made sure to take some time each day to just relax and enjoy my family. It was my version of stopping to smell the roses.

Once lunch was done, I grabbed a second cup of wine and brought it with me to the bedroom. Zia arrived just a few moments later.

“Make sure you dress nice for your meetings,” she said. “You’ll walk around here dressed as a commoner if we let you.” 

I grumbled and reached out for my wardrobe. It was tall and grown from wood. A wedding present from the elves, from the elven king himself actually. I pulled the door open and sorted through my clothing.

“You look good in the red jacket, you know,” Zia said. She leaned against me, purposely brushing her large breasts against my arm. I loved it when she did that, but it certainly made it hard to focus.

“Yeah, but I get warm in the red jacket,” I replied. “If I’m too warm, I’ll wind up falling asleep while Kord is telling me about the economy. No jacket today.”

I tried to ignore her breasts rubbing against me but then she turned to look through the other side of my wardrobe, which meant she was rubbing her butt against my thigh. I just let her do it, and smiled at how beautiful my wife was.

She turned to face me with a blue vest in her hands. One of her shoulder straps had slipped down, exposing her breast on that side. Honestly, considering how thin her dress was, I wasn’t sure she even knew it had happened.

“You look good in this vest,” she said, handing it to me. She looked down and noticed my erection. “My goodness, what do we have here?”

“That’s your fault,” I said.

Zia looked up at me with such exaggerated innocence in her eyes I almost laughed. “Why, whatever do you mean?” she asked. “I wouldn’t do something like that, especially when you have meetings to attend. Wait, you need better boots than those.” And with that, she turned around and bent over, right in front of me.

I had been staring at her barely concealed curves since coming back to the royal palace, so having her right in front of me was more than I could handle. I dropped the vest and tore at the laces on the front of my pants, pushing them down before grabbing Zia’s dress. I yanked the bottom hem of her dress up, exposing her rear end. 

She responded with a gasp of shock, but spread her feet wider. “Aaron, what are you doing back there?” she asked, sounding so clueless I almost just laughed.

But instead I licked my fingertips, then reached down and wiped them on her hairless pussy. I could tell she wanted it; she was already wet. I grabbed my shaft and rubbed it against her, then pushed myself inside.

“Oh my goodness Aaron!” Zia said. She pushed back against me but still played the innocent game. Her voice rose in pitch slightly each time I thrust inside her “You can’t do this, I’m a nice girl! As pure as snow!”

“You’ve never even seen snow,” I said. I gripped her hips tightly and rammed myself inside her like a jackhammer. 

She laughed and finally dropped her silly ruse. “Ah, I’ve been waiting for this all day,” she said, her voice breathy as she pushed back against me.

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed off the stone walls each time my pelvis slammed against her impossibly round backside. I felt like I was in heaven, even if I did have to bend my knees some due to her being four feet tall.

“The bed,” I said, pulling myself out of her. My legs got tired too quickly in that position.

I ran over to the bed and sat on the edge. Zia was only a few feet behind me. She hoisted up her dress and straddled me, sinking down on me with a loud moan. 

My hands were all over her, squeezing her ass, grabbing her hips, rubbing her large breasts. At that moment I couldn’t get enough of her. She kissed me, her plump lips hard against mine, her tongue pushing into my mouth. She held my face tightly against hers and worked her hips up and down, moving with my thrusts.

I knew I wouldn’t last long, going like that. We were both so hot for each other in that moment, I was almost surprised I hadn’t came already.

I slid my hand back and got a firm grip on her ass, pulling on her cheek and spreading it again.

“Oh, my favorite part,” Zia said. She licked her fingers and reached behind her, wiping her saliva on her tight little hole.

She rose up until I was able to pull myself out of her pussy. I lined the head of my cock up with her backdoor and worked around a bit, helping her relax. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then sank down. She worked her hips up and down a few times until she was seated on my lap with my throbbing member completely buried to the hilt in her ass.

“By the gods, I will never get tired of how that feels,” she said, smiling with her eyes closed. She stayed on my lap for a moment and worked her hips in small circles, then began riding me. 

As heated as the moment was, my hands went right to her waist and I began moving her up and down, giving her full-length strokes.

“Don’t be late for your meeting,” Zia said, giving me a sultry smile, that look that practically begged me to go as hard as I could.

My hands slid down to her round bottom and I squeezed those magnificent cheeks hard, pulling them apart while I thrust between them. I rammed myself into her as hard and fast as I could and her moans turned into shouts.

After only a minute or two of that, I was shouting with her as I pumped her ass full of my seed. Once she realized I was cumming she straightened up and sat back on my cock, taking me to the base and working her hips back and forth until I was done.

I collapsed back on the bed, breathing hard. Zia fell forwards, covering me with kisses.

“I wish we could just do that all day,” she said, then suddenly lifted her head, an excited look in her eyes. “Hey, you’re already in my ass. Can you do that thing with your blood magic so you can go a second time right away?” She clenched her ass muscles and I laughed.

“Trust me, I wish,” I said. I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Unfortunately, it’s time for us to be king and queen now. We have a nation to run.”

Zia frowned prettily. “Oh, I guess.” She slowly raised herself off of me, then settled her dress around her hips. “I should probably change as well,” she said, looking down at herself.

“Yeah, I don’t think Kord or the general would be able to concentrate if they saw you in that,” I said with a laugh.

I took a deep breath and sat up. It was time to get to work.