"The king is dead."
Finn stared at the messenger standing outside his bedroom door, a look of pure awe and shock on his face. His bedroom was still dark, save for the small light on his nightstand. When he'd gone to sleep that night, his dad was perfectly fine, now he was hearing he was dead. It was like his whole world just collapsed in front of him.
Realizing the messenger was still standing there, he got his wits back about him and nodded, "Uh, thank you."
Finn shut the door and took a shaky breath. He had no idea what to do. His dad had never really run him through the whole process of transferring power, he honestly didn't even want him to be king in the first place.
Finn was by no means idiotic, he was certain someone in the royal court could tell him exactly what he needed to do, someone who didn't have an agenda. He was the prince after all and that title still held power in the halls of the palace. Everyone in the empire knew of his military campaigns in the south or how he prevented a famine from escalating into an even further crisis.
He sighed and walked over to his wardrobe, quickly changing from his blue robe to something a little more presentable. Just as he finished buttoning up his shirt, he heard someone knock on his door.
"Yeah?" He turned to the door.
"Prince, we need you in the throne room." A voice called back.
"I'll be there, just give me ten minutes."
The voice didn't respond but he knew they were still there. He reached into his wardrobe and grabbed his sword. Like all patriarchs in the royal family, he had a sword. However, his sword wasn't just cosmetic or ceremonial, he'd fought countless battles with it. He just wasn't sure if he could use it in the upcoming battle of figuring out what the hell he was supposed to do.
After opening his door, he found a familiar and friendly face standing in front of him.
"Chinny." He smiled.
"Finn." Chinny gave him a crooked grin, "I figured you'd want a friend in these trying times."
Finn never said it but he actually liked when Chinny addressed him by name and not by title. He considered him his best friend after all, despite the fact that Chinny was an outcast of his noble family. Somehow, he'd found his way into Finn's military unit and the rest became history. His family was surprised to learn of his status as an officer in the king's army, especially after they'd so cruelly casted him out.
"So, tell me what's going on?" Finn said as he started walking.
Chinny sighed, "Your father had a heart attack. No one saw this coming. The surgeons tried to revive him but they were too late, now everyone is worried about who will take his place."
Finn gave him a bewildered look, "Me obviously."
His friend bit his lip, "I wouldn't be so sure of that. You know Sir Delphin?"
"What about him?" Finn asked, not really worried about some lower nobleman.
"Well, rumors are he's planning on assuming the title of king and marrying your mother."
Finn gritted his teeth, he didn't really like Delphin. He was a bad leader, proven by the countless failed companies under his charge. He was also a horrible person, he had horrible working conditions for his workers and still advocated for slavery, despite slavery having been done away with decades ago for being a barbaric and cruel practice. The only reason he wasn't executed was because he owned a gold mine in the east, he practically bought his way out of death.
"So, what am I going to do?" He asked.
"I can run you through the process." Chinny offered.
"Please do."
"Alright," Chinny said, "First, we need to verify that you are physically capable of being the king. No defects, nothing."
"What about my battle scars?" He asked worriedly.
Chinny waved his hand, "Don't worry, those aren't considered defects. The generals would declare a civil war if they were." He continued, "Secondly, we'll need the queen to approve of you. That's the part that I think you will struggle with."
"What do you mean approve of me?" He asked, "She's my mom, of course she'd approve of me."
"That's not what I mean." Chinny said in a dark tone, "She'd need to approve of you becoming her husband. As king, you'd have to marry the queen. In this case, that would be your own mother."
It was times like this where Finn cursed the empire's stupid customs and traditions. He'd heard other monarchs around the world didn't have that rule in place. Sure, his mother was a beautiful woman but he didn't want to marry her for crying out loud. Then there was the age difference between them, his mother was about 33, he was just turning 19. He hadn't had a drop of experience when it came to marriage or love, war and leadership was all he'd ever known.
"Don't worry, I'm sure we can work something out." Chinny said as he opened the throne room doors for him.
Finn walked into the throne room, the guards and nobles bowing as he walked past. He looked straight ahead at the empty throne where his father used to sit and the throne next to it, where his mother sat with a troubled look on her face and her legs crossed, though it was hard to tell due to the long dress she wore.
Sir Delphin was already in front of the steps to the throne, on his knees.
"My queen, please consider my proposal." He said, "We must have a king by morning."
"There's no rule saying we need a king by morning." His mom shot him down, "now, behave yourself."
She gave Finn a look as he stood next to Delphin. He didn't kneel, customs and courtesies weren't really his thing. That's why the generals loved him, he didn't care for stupid acts such as kneeling, he was more practical.
"Finn." She said, her voice tight, "Kneel."
"Do I have to?" He groaned, much to the snickering of a few nobles.
"As your mother, yes." She said in a strict motherly tone.
"Fine." He knelt on one knee, giving Delphin a dirty look before standing again.
His mother sighed, she didn't look too happy about the whole situation, "As you've heard, your father is dead. That means we need to find a replacement for him and my husband. Delphin, you've made your intention of becoming king known, however, tradition states that only members of the royal family can assume roles of power."
"Yes, my queen, but tradition also states that nobles outside the royal family can assume the role if there is no viable successor." Delphin replied, "I'm not sure if Prince Finn is a viable successor."
His mom raised an eyebrow, "Explain."
"Well, for starters, he's left-handed." Delphin said, "Many of the peasants see left-handed people as evil. Many of them wouldn't hesitate to believe that Finn is the devil's first man. Especially after his military conquests."
"You say that because every campaign you went on ended in defeat?" Finn bit out.
A few of the generals in the back laughed loudly, much to Delphin's embarrassment.
"And his childish attitude is not to be desired." Delphin grumbled, "My queen, I am an experienced lover and leader, please. I'm sure you would not want to marry your own son?"
His mom gave him a look, "It's been done before. As a mother, I'm horrified by the idea but as a queen, I understand it." She stood up and walked down the steps, "Come, let's discuss this in my chambers."
"Mom." Finn protested.
His mother turned on him with a sharp look, "Not right now, Finn. Wait here."
Finn nearly gutted Delphin as he watched him leave with his mom. He sighed and walked over to the right side of the court, the side with all of the generals and admirals. He had more support there, a lot more nobles supported Delphin because he bought their support. The military supported Finn and he knew it, he'd earned their support and respect in war.
"My prince," General Raven whispered, "Just give us the command, we are prepared to execute a coup. You will be on that throne."
"No need." Finn waved his hand, "Clearly my mom has made her choice."
The generals looked conflicted. Some of them looked like they had something to say but the others just looked pissed.
"If you don't mind me saying, we'd rather not have that scoundrel in charge." A general grumbled, "He's a coward in the face of death."
"I know." Finn said, "Hopefully my mother isn't blinded by grief and realizes he's nothing but a scared man with gold."
"Hear, hear!"
Finn smiled, even if Delphin assumed the role of king, there was no guarantee the military would follow him willingly. If anything, he wouldn't be surprised if a soldier ended up killing him before he could even do anything.
That was also putting aside the fact that his mother could very well end up killing him, she'd killed people before. Finn was certain that his behavior would've earned him an execution by his mother's hand if it weren't for the fact that he was her son and she loved him. Even if she acted all stiff in front of the royal court, she actually loved him in private.
Chinny walked over, "I sent a guard to eavesdrop on Delphin. If he tries anything, he'll be cut down."
"Thank you." Finn nodded, "I'm just more worried about my mother marrying that imbecile."
He really didn't want to think about Delphin fucking his mom. Delphin's physical stature wasn't anything to be proud of. He was skinny, like a famine survivor. His face looked more evil than anything.
"Sir, if you don't mind us asking, why didn't you marry a maiden?" An admiral asked, "If you'd married, your mother could abdicate her throne."
"Who would I have married?" Finn asked, "Too many women in the empire want nothing more than the chance to steal power."
Finn hated the process of finding him a suitable wife, in fact, that was one of the biggest conflicts between him and his father. The women were either beautiful but in it for the title or ugly. There was only one woman who he found both beautiful and sincere and she'd died from disease. His father tried to get him to move on but he didn't, he just threw himself into the next military campaign and drowned his sorrows away with bloodshed.
"Don't worry, we'll figure this out." Chinny patted him on the shoulder, "Your mom is a smart woman, she knows who is right for the throne."
Finn sighed and sat down next to an admiral, he really wished this had happened during the day. It was still the dead of night and he was exhausted, he wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep. If he could do that, he'd be a happy man.
It was about five minutes later when the throne room burst open and a guard ran in, "Prince Finn, come quick, it's your mother!"
Finn shot out of his chair, if something had happened to his mom...
"Stay here." He ordered the generals, who'd gotten up to help him.
He ran towards the guard, who turned and started leading him towards his mother's room. The entire time, Finn had his hand clutched around his sword. He wouldn't hesitate to cut Delphin down if he found out he so much as even breathed a wrong breath around his mom. He'd make him sorry.
When they reached his mother's chambers, he was surprised to find Delphin on the ground, clutching his crotch and groaning in pain. His mother stood outside, her arms crossed and a firm look on her face. She glared down at the noble, her hair noticeably messy.
"Mom, what happened?" He asked.
"This disgusting parasite attempted to rape me." She glowered.
Delphin looked up, "Please, that wasn't my intention."
"Save it for the gallows."
Finn nearly unsheathed his sword when his mother said, "Don't you dare. I want him to suffer. First, he'll get to see this." His mom walked over and kissed him on the cheek before turning to Delphin, "You suggested I revoke my son's royal status, what kind of mother do you take me for? I value my son over you, I value him over my title!"
Finn smiled at his mom, who had a hand on his chest, mainly holding him back from tearing Delphin apart.
His mom continued, "I've encountered many scoundrels in my life but you are easily the worst. Guard, take him to the prison."
The guard that led Finn there smiled and leaned down to pick Delphin off the floor before dragging him away. Both royals smiled as they heard Delphin cry out for mercy.
"Uh, mom, what exactly did you do to him?" Finn asked, turning to his mother.
"I kicked him." She shrugged, "He was trying to get me to revoke your title, he said he wanted his son to assume the role of prince."
"But he doesn't have a son." Finn said in a confused tone.
"He wanted to make one." She said, a disgusted look on her face, "Either way, that's not why I called you here." She opened the door to her chambers and motioned for him to follow her, "I called you here because I want your opinion."
He followed her into the bedroom. Her bedroom was significantly nicer than his. His had a nice view but that was it. Other than that, it was a mess of maps and scrolls. Weapons were usually littered around his room, everything from grenades to swords. His mother's room was nice, decorated with rare and one-of-a-kind art pieces, like the diamond shark she'd gotten as a gift from the sea people. The carpet was nicer too, though he could've gone without the dove designs on the carpet.
His mom stripped out of her long dress, "These ceremonial garbs get annoying. I wish your father didn't love them so much."
Without the dress, his mom really showed off her beauty. She was only wearing a black lace bra and panties to cover herself up underneath her dress but she didn't look embarrassed at all, even as Finn looked away and angled his body so she didn't see the erection that was starting to form. Her breasts were perfectly large and round, all snug in her bra. Her round hips were perfect for holding onto.
She sat on her bed and sighed, "I really do not want to seek out another husband. A lot of men either want the title or my body, I want someone who I know loves me. I saw it in Delphin's eyes, he wants power and nothing more. He had no love for me, only lust."
Finn nodded, not really sure of what to say.
"I understand this will be rough for both of us but I'm heavily considering marrying you." She said at last, "Frankly, it's for selfish reasons. I'd rather not have some whore out there marrying you, just as I'd rather not have some scoundrel marry me."
Hearing his mother's mature voice say that was oddly arousing. He wasn't sure why, his mother's voice was always so smooth and mature, it sounded sultry pretty much all the time. Every time she talked, it sounded like she was trying to seduce someone.
"But I need to know that you'd be willing to do what needs to be done." She said firmly, "If not, then I will find someone else."
Finn sighed and kneeled, he didn't kneel on his own often so a surprised look took over his mother's face. He may have had some reservations about marrying the queen but as a prince, he had a duty to his empire.
"I'll do whatever you tell me to do." He said.
"Anything?" She cooed quietly, her eyes glinting dangerously.
He nodded.
"Good." She smiled, "Because mother's always right. Now, get up, let's go tell the council of our decision."
*
Telling the council about the decision to marry was much easier than Finn thought it would be. He really thought they would've made some big deal out it, that a son shouldn't be marrying his mother. He certainly would've made a big deal out of it. Yet nearly every hand went up in favor of their marriage, some of them didn't even seem phased, it was like they'd seen this happen before and they could've cared less.
Finn stood next to his mother, who addressed everyone.
"Now, I see we have all votes in favor." She said, looking out over everyone, "I presume everyone understands what this means?"
A chorus of 'aye' filled the throne room. Finn still wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, he'd sort of been standing right next to his mother like he had when he was young.
"Good." She sounded pleased, "Now if anyone—"
"Excuse me, my queen!" Chinny spoke up.
"Yes?" She gave him an expectant look.
"If you don't mind, can I explain how things will proceed to Finn? I'm sure he needs an explanation."
Finn watched as his mother sighed through her nose and nodded, "Very well, make it quick. I do not like to wait." She shifted her legs before sitting back down on her throne.
Finn followed Chinny outside the throne room, ignoring the looks from the nobles. A few of the nobles knew Chinny's story and never understood the prince's friendship with him.
"You got very lucky, Chinny." He said as the doors closed, "I'm surprised my mom didn't have you executed."
"Ha, very funny." Chinny mocked him, "Anyways, did your mom tell you what needs to happen next?"
"Not really, she mentioned she'd like to marry me and that's it. She said something about how she'd rather marry me than some random guy." He said.
"I thought so." Chinny sighed, "She's trying to destroy you."
"Huh?" Finn's eyes widened, "She's my mom. She wouldn't do that."
"No, not destroy you physically, she wants to destroy you in terms of the process. You know what that is, right?"
Finn shook his head.
Chinny sighed, "Man, they should've really dragged you into the royal academy rather than let you run off and invade random countries. Destroying someone means to completely blindside them in the marriage process. Basically, you'll be so shocked by what happens that she will have full reign over what to do with you. Trust me, queens are not as pleasant to their lovers like people think."
"What the fuck are you on about?" Finn asked.
"Do you know the three processes of marriage?" Chinny asked, "Pleasure, pain, creation?"
"No."
"Figures. Pleasure isn't bad, it's the first time you and your wife have sex together, though for royals it's different. In this case, since your mother chose to marry you and not the other way around, she gets to pick where this happens. Then there's pain. For ten minutes, she will have complete freedom to do whatever she wants to you, even if it hurts. She can whip you, cut you, even force you to kill for her. Again, since she chose to marry you, she gets the ten minutes to do what she wants."
"The fuck kind of process is that?"
"The pain part is to make sure you truly love your partner, that no matter what they put you through, you'll still love them. It's also a test for them, to see what they'd be willing to do to the one they love." Chinny said, "Then there's creation. Normally, peasants replace this with feasting, where they have a giant meal together. For royals, it's different. Since the positions must be filled, you and your wife, or in this case, your mother, have to have a baby together."
Now Finn was mind-fucked. His mom hadn't told him any of this. He'd observed marriages in other empires and they never did anything like this, it was always just a kiss and boom, they were married.
"Don't tell me we have to do this in front of people." He said.
"No, it's all private. Marriages are a private affair around here, you know that. Seriously, when was the last time you attended an actual marriage in this country?"
Now that Finn thought about it, he had never really attended one because he'd never been invited. Perhaps this was the reason why. That must've explained his birth then, he always wondered why most royals from other countries were so old and yet his parents were somewhat younger. If they had him as soon as they were married, it made all the sense in the world now.
"We should go back but don't forget, she may be your mother but she's still a woman." Chinny said, "Don't think she won't hesitate to break you. After tonight, she won't just be your mom anymore."
*
Shortly after returning to his mom, Finn found himself actually kind of scared of her. He'd faced countless armies on the battlefield, stared down a crocodile while wading through a river, survived a shipwreck on an island full of cannibals, and had even survived a sword to the gut. Yet his mother terrified him like no other.The first thing he noticed when he walked into the throne room was that everyone was packing up to leave. His mother sat on her throne, slowly stripping out of her dress again. Chinny had practically forced him to go into the throne room on his own.
The second thing he noticed was that his mother was staring at him with a hungry look, like she wanted to tackle him and take everything he had. He'd never seen his mom like this before, she was always so regal and sometimes quiet.
As he walked up the stairs, his mom asked, "Had a nice chat?"
"Yeah." He nodded, stopping in front of her as she dropped her dress to the ground, once again showing her curvy motherly figure to him. He was so glad they didn't have to do this in front of the whole court.
"I take it he told you what we need to do?" She questioned, her eyes scrutinizing him.
He nodded, "So, where are we going?"
She stared at him, "Isn't it obvious?" She reached behind herself and undid her bra, letting it fall off her body to show off her truly amazing breasts. He still couldn't get over how round and full they were, they were perfect for her. She started pulling down her panties, "We're doing it here, in the throne room."
Suddenly, speaking became that much harder for Finn, "What?" His voice numb.
His mom sighed, "I've always wanted to enjoy myself in the throne room but your father always refused, he said it was too crude." She rolled her eyes, "But seeing as I get to choose where we get to enjoy each other, I say we do it here. Now get naked and sit on your throne."
Finn felt like he was being watched by a lioness as he started to undress. His mother walked a circle around him, her bare feet making little sound. She didn't say anything but he knew she was staring him down, he could practically feel her eyes on him as he dropped his shirt onto the ground. He nearly jumped when he felt her nipples poke his back before her breasts were smooshed against him, her arms wrapping around his waist to help him undo his belt.
"Perhaps I made the right choice after all." She whispered seductively in his ear before running her tongue along his neck. She ran a finger up and down one of his battle scars, "I like your scars."
Finn swallowed, it wasn't like she hadn't seen his naked body before considering she was his mother, she just hadn't seen it since he was a little boy and she used to shower him back then. Now, well, now the woman behind him cooing seductively in his ear was not his mother, she was the queen, his queen specifically and she wanted him.
Her hand went to his chest, "Are you nervous, baby?"
He shivered, she rarely ever addressed him like that. He was starting to wonder what exactly she and his dad got up to at night. Was she always this seductive vixen or was she just putting on a show for him?
His pants fell to his ankles. He squeezed his eyes shut when he heard her let out a gasp before running her hand up and down his shaft, her thumb rubbing over his tip.
"My, you're much bigger than I imagined...perhaps bigger than your father." Her breathing was heavier now.
Finn let her spin him around. His mother was forceful, nowhere near the gentle woman she was when she usually touched him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and yanked him to her, smashing her lips onto his. He nearly jumped when she shoved her tongue into his mouth, wrapping around his tongue and keeping him there. He noted she tasted a lot like strawberries, definitely a taste he could get used to.
Finn wasn't sure if he was supposed to let her dominate him but either way, it didn't stop him from running his hand from the small of her back to her nice and large ass. He groped and felt the flesh in his hands, even as his mom squirmed and bit down on his tongue.
Finally, she broke the kiss and shoved him onto his throne, a grunt tearing itself out of him as his back slammed against the cushion of the throne. He stared wide-eyed at her as she strutted towards him.
Finn was amazed at the fact that his mother kept her figure extremely well. She wasn't like the other queens he'd seen around the world, the fat and cranky kind. She was nowhere near fat, she was the perfect blend between jiggle and athleticism, which made sense because she did like to spar with his dad. Not many knew it but the queen was quite agile and strong, that possibly explained why she was willing to meet Delphin alone.
His mother literally had looks to die for. She had a sexy face, not cute but sexy. She was also quite tall. Her breasts weren't insanely huge, he'd stumbled on a colony full of men and women who were obsessed with altering their bodies and he had to admit, extremely large breasts were almost a turn off. Her body was curvy in the right places, from her breasts to her hips and even her thighs. Her milky white skin bore little to no blemishes, save for a few birthmarks.
"Tell me, have you ever been with a woman before?" She asked, leaning down and looking him in the eyes.
"Twice." He confessed.
She ran her thumb along his lips, "They were your age, I presume?"
He nodded and he nearly regretted it when she smiled a vicious smile before climbing onto the throne and straddling him.
"Let me show you what a woman like me can do." She hissed, settling down on top of him. He tried to ignore her wet and warm pussy brushing against his cock but that was hard to do when she was rolling her hips and grinding on him like a concubine.
"Mom, I—"
"Shhh." She shushed him, "Let me enjoy this, please."
He gasped when she sat up, reached down and aimed him at her entrance, before sliding down on top of him. A loud and ecstasy-filled moan tore itself out of her mouth as she tilted her head back. Finn was still with shock, he was inside his mother. He was inside her and she felt amazing.
"It's been so long." She moaned, "Too long."
Finn wasn't going to lie, he was barely holding on. She was just too good.
His mom ran her hand up and down his face, "You're mine now, I'll never let you go."
He said nothing as she started rocking on top of him, her hands grasping the throne as she fucked him. One of his hands went to her round ass while the other gripped one of her thighs. As soon as he let out a groan, his mother went from just rocking to bouncing. She slammed herself down on top of him, shaking the throne each time she did so. Her breasts jumped up and down in his face, her ass slapping against his lap.
The throne room was filled with the sound of skin slapping together and loud feminine moans. Finn kept his grunting to a minimum, he wanted to hear her.
"Yes, yes, oh my, yes!" His mom cried out.
He wasn't sure how long she rode him for but she never let up until she finally reached paradise. She bounced on top of him, faster and faster. Her panting and moaning provided the perfect symphony to her fucking. Then with one final thrust, she slammed down on top of him and screamed.
"Mom!" He held her close before she could roll off him.
His mom panted as she wrapped one of her arms around his head and pressed his head against her breasts. He could feel a warm liquid trickling down his shaft and onto the throne.
"Are you okay?" He looked up at her red face.
She smiled drunkenly at him, "Of course."
Finn looked down to see her juices trickling down his dick, he'd had girls scream with him before but they usually didn't drench him with their juices, though he heard of girls doing that.
His mom followed his gaze before laughing, "That's normal." She rolled her hips.
He pressed his face into her breasts, he really wasn't sure if he could keep going, this was too much.
"Are you close?" She asked in his ear.
"Yes."
"Just hold on a little more." She said, starting her bouncing up again, "We don't want to skip the processes now, do we?"
Finn squeezed his eyes shut as she continued bouncing on top of him, the sound of squelching coming from between them. Her pussy squeezed him over and over again, threatening to crush him.
"Fuck." He groaned, throwing his head back.
"Fuck indeed." She agreed, burying her face into his neck, "We should've done this earlier, I shouldn't have wasted time with Delphin."
Finn couldn't help but feel a tiny jolt of pride at the mention of Delphin. While that guy was siting in a prison cell, he was here fucking the queen.
He started shaking, "Mom, I can't, I'm—"
His mom climbed off of him and sank to her knees, grasping him and stroking him. He pulsed in her hand, staring down at her as she stuck her tongue out.
"This is my favorite part." She cooed, licking his tip.
The next thing he knew, he watched as sperm jetted out of his tip and into his mom's waiting mouth. She leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around him, not even bothering to hide her enjoyment as she swallowed him down. Pure pleasure rocked his body, especially with her mouth wrapped around him like that. He saw why this process was called pleasure.
His mom yanked her mouth off of him and licked her lips, "Salty but tasty." Then she gave him an evil smile, "But, now that you've gotten your pleasure and I've gotten mine, I think it's time we move onto pain, shall we?"
Finn stared wide-eyed at her, "W-what?"
"Tell me, how sensitive are you right now?" She asked, eyeing his dick while licking her lips.
"Uh, I don't—" He cut himself off with a cry when she took him in her mouth again.
Now he saw why this process was called pain because the next thing he knew, she was bobbing her head up and down, slurping and licking every part of him she could get. He felt pure agony and ecstasy at the same time, he was so sensitive it almost hurt.
He pressed a hand to her forehead and tried to pry her off of him but she simply slapped him and kept going. He felt her teeth for a moment and stopped, the message in her eyes was clear: keep doing that and I'll bite.
The next eight minutes were possibly the most torturous he'd ever been through. He had to have released at least a couple of times before his mom finally had mercy on him. The last time he came, he practically screamed. The worst part was, she wasn't even doing to taste him anymore, she'd yanked her mouth of off him and had him splatter his seed all over her face and breasts. She looked like the biggest slut ever, drenched with cum as she smiled up at him.
"Look at me." She said, "Look at your mother."
He looked down at her as she gave him a big toothy grin.
She ran a finger down her face and scooped up some of his essence before licking it up, "Does it shock you to see me like this?"
"Yeah." He said, his voice breathless.
She stood up and straddled him, "What was that?"
"Yes." He said a little louder.
She moved in and bit him on the shoulder, "Get used to it, as king part of your job is to satisfy me. Your father got away with once a week, you will not." She bit him on the ear but gently this time, "I'll have you whenever I want. I don't care if this whole palace if filled with our children, you won't stop."
She didn't know it but Finn was counting in his head until the ten minutes were up and she was out of luck. He wrapped his arms around her waist, "Sorry, mom, but your ten minutes are up." She stared at him with wide eyes but that didn't stop him from standing up while carrying her, "It's my turn."
"Wait," She wrapped her arms and legs around him, "What are you doing?!"
"We're going to your bedroom." He said, walking down the stairs with her wrapped around him.
"What are you going to do to me?" She asked.
He chuckled and left through a side entrance that only the king used, he didn't care if anyone saw them. He followed the hall until he made it to the hallway where her room was before he walked over and nudged it open, carrying his mother inside.
"Put me down now, Finn!" She hissed.
He looked up at her before smashing his lips onto hers. She squealed for a moment before he tossed her onto her bed, wrinkling the sheets she'd elegantly made. She turned to look at him, a glare on her face.
"You think just because you're going to become king, you can treat me like this?" She growled, "I'm still your queen!"
He climbed on and cupped her face, "You might be my queen but there's no one around to stop me from making you my concubine."
She stared at him for a moment before a smile spread across her face, "You really are my son. I'm glad to know I'm not the only who can act like this."
Finn didn't bother with bonding, he spun her around onto her hands and knees before moving behind her. He shuffled on his knees and reached down, aiming his dick at her dripping entrance. He stared down at her ass, one of his hands rubbing the curve of it.
"Are you ready?" He asked, "Once we do this, we'll be married."
She looked over her shoulder and nodded at him. He smiled and pushed inside of her, a loud moan coming out of her as he did so. This time, he slid into her rather easily, considering she was wet and loosened up for him. He gripped her hips and started thrusting in and out of her, enjoying the feeling of her wet pussy wrapped around him.
"So soft." He said, rubbing her ass.
"It's yours!" She cried out, her body rocked by his thrusts.
Finn smiled as he watched her ass jiggle. He'd seen some truly amazing women on his travels but his mom was the greatest. She had everything, amazing looks, a sexy personality, and she even felt great. Now she was his. He was claiming her for his own and if anything, she was helping him.
The squelching coming from her pussy was louder now, juices dripped and splashed out of her onto the sheets. His balls made wet slapping sounds as they smacked against her widened lips.
One of his hands grasped her shadow black hair, "Tell me how much you like this."
"I love it!" She shouted, "Fuck me, fuck your queen!"
He scoffed, "You asked for it."
Finn thrusted harder than he'd ever done before. His mom screamed as she got pounded harder and harder. The normally regal and composed queen was now a screaming and moaning mess impaled by her own son's cock. Her face was red as she cried out in joy, sweat and cum running down her face.
"Fuck your mother!" She screamed back at him.
He wondered how the council would feel seeing their queen being desecrated the way she was. He wondered how Delphin would feel if he managed to see what he missed out on.
Finn practically clapped her cheeks, giving her no mercy like she'd done moments before. He didn't care that the bed was rocking and creaking underneath them or how her moans and screams got even louder. He was only focused on one thing and that was breeding this beautiful woman.
After feeling her clench around him, Finn noticed she was starting to rock her hips back, basically meeting him at every thrust. It was as if she couldn't get enough.
Finally, he grabbed her hips and yanked her back and he thrusted forward, slamming himself as deep as he could before releasing inside her. Her loud and satisfied moan told him he'd done his job perfectly. Her toes curled as she got filled. Finn thrusted a few times, spewing even more of his load into her, effectively packing her full of sperm. He felt the stream slowly die down before finally, he was finished, they were finished.
He pulled out and laid next to her as she collapsed onto the bed. He stoked her back lovingly, "That was amazing."
She nodded and smiled, "Your father never did anything like that to me. He liked taking things slow."
He wrapped and arm around her, "Well, now I'm here." He ran his hand up and down her belly, "And you're mine."
She smiled and kissed him, "And you're mine. Hail to the king."