King of the Goblins 2—Chapter 15

We all slept in a bit the next morning, as we were understandably exhausted. In fact, when I finally woke, I felt no desire at all to get out of bed, even with the troll attack coming. Good sex will do that to you.

Leena hadn’t moved all night—she said that was how elves slept—and was still cuddled on my left side. Silvy yawned and stretched her arms overhead. She winked at me when she saw me staring at her massive breasts.

“Do we have to get out of bed?” Zia asked, crawling over to me. She flopped onto me, laying her head on my stomach and holding onto me tightly.

“Unfortunately, we do,” I said. “We have a battle to prepare for.”

Silvy looked down at Zia and smiled. She ran her fingertips up the younger woman’s thigh, bringing a giggle from Zia.

“I refuse,” Zia said. She reached one of her small hands up and grabbed onto my shaft. “I’m not leaving this bed.”

“Are you seeing my father today?” Leena asked me. She reached down and ran her fingers through Zia’s hair.

“Yeah,” I said. “Even with the attack, we have training scheduled for today. Plus, I need to check with him and see how preparations are going. Oh, hey,” I said as Zia suddenly took my cock into her mouth and began aggressively sucking it. 

“I told you, I’m not ready to get out of bed yet,” Zia said, then went back to sucking.

Leena smiled down at her, then looked up at me, her eyes clear like a summer sky. She smiled and I leaned down to kiss her soft lips.

“Not a bad way to start the day,” Leena said, softly kissing me again. Her smile took on a seductive note, then she bent down to join Zia. “Move over, you,” she said.

“I’m going to make us some hot tea,” Silvy said. She leaned over and kissed me, then walked across the room. 

My eyes stayed glued to her incredible ass the whole time and I blew my load in Leena’s mouth. As soon as I did that, Zia practically tackled her and the two kissed over a mouthful of my cum. It was, indeed, a hell of a way to start the day.

“You really know how to make life worth living,” I said.

“Who did you mean that for?” Leena asked as she held Zia tightly.

“All of you,” I said. With a grunt, I swung my legs over the side of the bed just as Silvy returned with a cup of tea for me. “Thanks, honey,” I said.

She bent over and kissed my forehead, then walked back across the room to fetch tea for everyone else.

“Ah, what a day,” I said, running my fingers through my hair.

“Your day hasn’t even started yet,” Silvy said as she returned with more tea.

“Eh. You’re right,” I said. The tea was amazing, as always. That was something Silvy was excellent at. In a world without coffee, I had come to love our morning tea.

War waits for no one though, so I quickly downed my tea, then went to my wardrobe and grabbed a robe and a thick towel.

“I’m heading to the hot springs,” I told my wives.

Leena and Zia were in a tangle on the bed. Silvy sat on the edge, smiling at them.

“We’ll be down there soon,” Silvy said.

I pushed the door open and hurried out into the hallway. The cold stone floors on my bare feet definitely brought me fully awake, since my tea hadn’t kicked in. Alena, my personal servant, curtseyed as I walked by. Of course, her dress was cut low enough in the front that I got a wonderful view of her ample breasts. Having seen me, she would meet me at the springs in a few minutes with my clothes already picked out. She was good about that.

Being relatively early in the morning, the city was still quiet. For that I was grateful, as I got tired of people saluting and bowing to me all the time. It was a relatively peaceful walk across the Royal District and down the long, sloping tunnel. Not the level of peace I got with the shadow stone, but it was manageable.

Not many people were in the hot springs yet. I stepped up to the one marked off for royal use only and dropped my robe, then stepped into the hot water.

As king, I didn’t get many opportunities to relax. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. But there was always something to be done. To be fair, now was not a good time to relax; the trolls were coming, after all. But sometimes I reminded myself to take a deep breath, to take five minutes and just breathe. It helped keep my stress levels low.

I leaned back in that pool of hot spring water, letting the back of my head rest against the edge while my body floated a few inches beneath the surface, absorbing the warmth. I needed to wash myself, but I spent a few minutes just relaxing first.

“Oh, wow,” a woman’s voice said from behind me. Wait, I recognized that….

I turned and saw Alena standing there with my neatly folded clothes and boots in her arms. I followed her eyes and realized she was staring at my dick. Well, it was clearly visible, the way I was lying in the water.

“Sorry,” she said, looking away.

“Ah, it’s fine,” I said, letting my legs sink. I stood up and turned to her. “You can just set my stuff right there. Thanks, by the way.”

She nodded, not quite meeting my eyes. I could tell she wanted to say something. Her face darkened, the way green skin did when they blushed.

“What is it?” I asked.

“It’s really big,” she blurted out. She covered her mouth with both hands. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

I looked down in the water at my perfectly average penis. Well, if they were comparing me to guys that were barely five feet tall, I guess I was pretty well-endowed. I didn’t want her to feel embarrassed so I just smiled at her, then turned and leaned my elbows on the edge of the pool so she couldn’t see anything beneath my chest.

“Thanks,” I said.

“Zia told me about it,” she said. “You had better believe if she lets me, I’m going to have my turn.” She blushed again for being so forward, but everyone knew I preferred for people to talk to me like I was just a regular guy, not a king. Sometimes that led to people speaking their minds a bit more than they usually would, as this was a perfect example of.

“Okay, so what clothes did you grab for me?” I asked, changing the subject. Not that I wouldn’t enjoy my time with Alena; she was as beautiful as the rest of the goblin women, with breasts even larger than Zia’s and pouty lips. Her eyes were the darkest blue I had ever seen, and her hair was black with just a hint of blue to match. But I was a married man.

“Your wives wanted to make sure you looked every inch the king today,” she said. The color left her cheeks now that we had changed the subject. “Dark pants, your green vest from the elves—I always liked you in that one, Your Majesty—white shirt, and your dark gray cloak. No jacket because you’ll be practicing the sword with Grand Duke Althidon.”

I nodded. “Thank you, Alena. I appreciate all the work you put in. You really make life easier for me.” 

“Of course, Your Majesty,” she said, bending over to set my clothes down. Her massive breasts nearly fell out of her low neckline. She noticed me looking and gave me a look that made her intentions clear, no matter our social status.

She held my gaze for a moment, then stood up and gave a perfect curtsey and left. The back of her dress clung to her rear end in a way I had come to enjoy. I chuckled to myself and returned my focus to the water and cleaning myself off.

It was a strange feeling, having so many women wanting me. And not just my four wives, but it seemed like half the female population wanted to bang me. Well, I guess I couldn’t blame them. Bang a king, become a queen, right? They were used to goblin kings taking many wives and having a bunch of kids. Seeing as I only had four, I was apparently lagging behind. 

I didn’t think I could keep up with so many women, though. And I didn’t mean just sexually; group sex every night was certainly a lot of fun, but also staying in tune with so many different personalities, attending to their wants and needs, their fears, their desires. It was a lot.

Still, as I watched Alena’s butt move in her dress and marveled at the sheer roundness of it, a part of me wondered what it would be like to take twice as many wives and just have my fun. I could have two dozen beautiful women in my life and it would be completely normal in this world.

Once I was clean I climbed out of the pool of hot water and dried myself off with the towel. After that I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. I noticed a particular scent on my clothes and found a handful of flower petals folded up within my shirt. I didn’t know if that had been Alena’s idea or one of my wives, but either way it made me smile. It was nice to feel appreciated and wanted.

Leaving my towel and robe there made me feel a bit like a lazy bastard, but Alena would get it later. Just part of being king.

Now fully dressed, I made my way back up the tunnel and through the Royal District. More people were up and about, so I had to deal with the usual salutes and bows and curtseys, but eventually I was back in the royal palace, enjoying a wonderful breakfast with my wives.

I was quiet as we ate, just looking at them and appreciating them. I really had it made with these four beauties in my life. I couldn’t ask for anything more. A serving woman set a second plate of food in front of me, leaning over so that it was impossible to miss her large breasts. I bit back a laugh.

Life was good. Life was great.