--- CHAPTER 19: (R18) Early Morning Closeness ---
In the early morning, the sun shone brightly through the curtains, casting golden rays across the room, but it was still early for the lazy nobles of Lordaeron. Most of the aristocracy lingered in their beds until late, recovering from lavish parties, and might not even wake for lunch, preferring to sleep off their excesses. Only servants and common folk rose at this hour, bustling about—running for meager livings, preparing meals, cleaning chambers, tending to their betters. The castle stirs faintly outside, distant footsteps and clatters echoing through the halls, a reminder of the world beyond this intimate bubble.
Queen Taria woke first, her eyes fluttering open to the shocking reality of lying naked in Arthas's arms, a man younger than her son, his softened but impressive cock nestled inside her sore, cum-filled pussy. He's... still buried deep in me, even in sleep. And... oh Light, I can feel him stirring, hardening again. What have I become, his plaything? Shame from last night flooded back, but her body responded, warming to his presence, a treacherous ache building. Her muscles protest the night's exertions, yet the fullness feels oddly comforting, a forbidden anchor.
Glancing at the rising sun, panic surged—she pushed at Arthas urgently. "Your Highness, get up quickly and leave—you'll be discovered by the maids or guards any moment now." Her voice is a hushed whisper, urgent and fearful, her hands trembling on his chest.
Arthas, whether truly waking or feigning, smiled predatorily as his arousal revived, swelling with morning vigor inside her. "No... ah!! Please, not again!" Taria exclaimed, her voice a mix of fear and reluctant desire, her body clenching around him involuntarily.
He pressed down, capturing one of her pink, hardened buds between his lips, sucking greedily, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. "Just one more time, auntie—help me release quick. Cooperate, let me cum faster so I can slip out unnoticed," he murmured against her skin, a white lie to ease her, but he needed to 'connect' again, harvest more life essence for the quest, his power. The System's prompt lingers in his mind, urging completion.
"Fuck, auntie... your tits are so delicious, full and firm—I'm hard as rock already, need to pound your pussy again... the primal urge is insane, driving me to rut like an animal!" Arthas groaned, his hands roaming her curves, squeezing her breasts.
"Ah! You can't... we must stop this!" Taria protested, but her voice wavered, resignation creeping in as her nipples harden under his attention.
She knew young men tasting forbidden fruits were insatiable wolves, no persuasion swaying their lust. Since she'd already been drawn into depravity once, marked with his seed, what's a second time? It deepened the inescapable bond. Obediently, she parted her legs wider, twisting her hips seductively to align with his rhythm, her body anticipating the invasion. Her mind screams resistance, but her flesh yields.
"See? You're welcoming me already, auntie. Your pussy's still slick from last night—gods, it feels so good sliding back in," Arthas teased, thrusting steadily, the familiar heat enveloping him.
Taria sighed helplessly. "Arthas... this is madness. But... hurry, before we're caught." Her hands move to his shoulders, guiding him subtly.
After connecting for over ten minutes in renewed frenzy, Taria peaked once, shuddering through a powerful orgasm, her eyes blurry, glazed with haze. Waves of pleasure crash over her, her walls pulsing around him.
Arthas looked down with pride. If approaching Lady Ashvane was driven by incestuous thrill, claiming Taria was immoral excitement—defiling a friend's mother while Varian slept nearby. So wrong, a betrayal shattering brotherhood, yet so right, amplifying the ashamed excitement, making him throb harder. The taboo fuels his arousal.
He traced her plump backside, pulling away with a wet pop. "Turn around now—I want to connect from behind, take you like a bitch in heat!" The command is raw, dominant.
"Bend over for me, auntie—show me that royal ass... fuck, gonna ream your cunt from behind, it's gonna feel so good, so deep!" he commanded, emphasizing "connect" for the System's mandate—thoroughness in every angle, dominance. His hands guide her firmly.
Taria turned with a deep blush, on all fours vulnerably. Women protested before joining, but once penetrated, they submitted, even craved. Her back arches instinctively, presenting herself.
"Arthas... this position... it's so humiliating," she whispered, her voice trembling as she arched her back slightly, the vulnerability exposing her.
He lifted her snow-white, round backside, spreading her legs to expose glistening folds, aiming and slamming in with a powerful thrust. The angle allows deeper penetration, hitting new spots.
"Gods above... this is a masterpiece. Varian, your mom is erotic art, curves designed for fucking. I'm a hands-on collector, plundering every inch," Arthas thought, then voiced, "Fuck yes, auntie... your pussy from behind is absolutely delicious—so tight, so deep, gripping me like a vice... I'm slamming in now, going crazy with how good it feels, every thrust hitting new spots!" His hands smack her ass lightly, eliciting gasps.
"Auntie... you are so inviting... ah... so good... I'll claim you fully, own every part of this body!" he panted, meeting her round backside hard, slaps ringing out. Grabbing her long hair like reins, he traced her swaying breasts, pinching nipples. The tip touched her soft core each time, refreshing him with electric pleasure.
"Arthas... you're too rough... ah... but it feels... intense," Taria admitted reluctantly, waves of ecstasy blurring her vision, mind fogging. She raised her backside higher silently, welcoming deeper impacts. Her legs trembled with surges, long-neglected body craving conquest, a stallion galloping on her plump form. The morning light illuminates their forms, adding a surreal glow.
"Your ass is jiggling with every slam—it's mesmerizing, auntie. Tell me you love it from behind," Arthas demanded, breathing heavily, eyes wild. The pleasure was indescribable—watching his arousal in and out of tight depths, walls drawing like gentle holds. Coupled with her labored breathing and sighs, pride swelled in him.
"Well... ah... hurry up... ah... don't get caught... ah..." Taria reminded breathily, afraid of discovery, panic tightening her grip, spasming in fear and pleasure. The risk sharpens every sensation.
"Arthas... it's too much... but don't stop yet," she added, her voice urgent, the risk heightening everything, pushing her toward another peak.
"Ah... Auntie... take the lead now... I'll release soon!" Arthas pulled away suddenly, the wet sound flushing her deeper. He lies back, inviting her.
Being passive versus active was different—last night coercion, but now initiative meant full commitment, accepting him as lover. The shame of straying with someone younger excited her, stimulating surrender. Her cheeks burn with humiliation.
"Arthas... you want me to... ride you? That's... even more shameful," Taria sighed, but climbed onto his lap, straddling, holding her thighs for balance, grasping his slick arousal. Twisting her waist, she aimed and lowered slowly, drawing him in inch by inch. The control empowers yet degrades her.
"And... checkmate. You're surrendering completely, taking control. This seals it—you're mine," Arthas thought, then said, "Ride me hard, auntie... fuck, sink that pussy down on my cock—it's so delicious watching you take every inch like a good slut!" His hands grip her hips, guiding her down.
"Auntie is really graceful—such a queenly way to fuck!" he teased, sucking one breast hard, thrusting upward to meet her.
Puff! The tip entered warm depths, wrapped in tidal embrace, tender walls surrounding. With eyes closed, he enjoyed; she sighed at the stretch, no barrier between. The fullness returns, overwhelming.
"Bounce on it faster, auntie... your pussy's milking me so good—fuck, it's insane how tight and wet you are, gripping like you were made for this!" Arthas urged, his hips bucking.
"Hmm... ah ... ah ... ah... gentle... not so deep..." Taria breathed, looking down at their joint, eyes widening at the lewd sight—folds drawing him under pubic hair, rhythmic motions intense. The visual amplifies her arousal.
"Look at us, Arthas... it's so... obscene. But I can't stop now," she confessed, toes curling, grabbing sheets, forbidden closeness lingering, craving taboo pleasure. Her pace quickens, chasing release.
"Wife... you are mine now... forever..." Arthas sped thrusts, hugging her waist tightly. Voluptuous, she absorbed impacts perfectly, her breasts bouncing.
"You're my queen now, my secret wife... fuck, this pussy belongs to me and only me—it's so delicious, so perfect for breeding deep with my seed!" he declared, the words binding her further.
"Ah... Arthas... Oh... Be gentle... Ah... Be gentle... Oh... I'm leaking... Um." Taria, sensitive after denial, peaked twice this morning, face rosy, exuding charm. Her orgasms ripple through her, body convulsing.
"Arthas... I'm coming again... ah... your cock... it's too much!" she cried, body shuddering, depths clenching rhythmically.
Arthas felt his release building. "Auntie... I'm close... gonna fill you again—take every drop!" The pressure mounts, unstoppable.
"No... not inside again... pull out, please!" Taria begged, but her hips ground down harder, betraying her words.
With a roar, he thrust deep, essence surging in ropes, flooding her. "Fuck, auntie... blasting your pussy full—it's insane, so good!" The System absorbs more essence.
Taria peaked with him, collapsing onto his chest. "Oh Light... filled again. What if... consequences?" Her hand rests on her belly, worry etching her features.
They lay panting, bodies entwined. "Don't worry, Taria. This bonds us—for the alliance, and more," Arthas whispered, holding her.
She nodded weakly. "For Varian... and perhaps... us. But leave now, before dawn fully breaks." Her voice is soft, conflicted.
Taria touched her belly again, wondering about the future, a mix of dread and secret. But Arthas is still hard!
--- END OF CHAPTER 19 ---