Tellik lounged on the ornate wooden throne of Rainfell, a satisfied smirk playing across his face as he watched his two wives compete for his attention. Their royal dresses were pulled down below their breasts as they knelt before him, both eyeing his thick cock with hungry expressions.

"I can take him deeper than you ever could." Kianna taunted, running her tongue along the underside of his shaft.

Vianna scoffed, her fingers wrapping around the base. "You wish. I'm the one who made him cum twice last night."

"Fuck, that's right." Tellik growled, his hand finding the back of Kianna's head as she engulfed his cock. Her lips stretched wide around his girth, taking him halfway before Vianna yanked her back by the hair.

"My turn, sister." Vianna said greedily, immediately swallowing him to the root. Her throat contracted around him as she suppressed her gag reflex.

The sisters traded places again and again, each trying to outdo the other with their oral skills. Kianna focused on the head, her tongue swirling expertly while Vianna preferred to take him deep, her nose pressing against his pelvis. Their matching beauty marks twitched as they worked, four eyes staring up at him with determination.

"So eager." Tellik chuckled, his hips lifting slightly off the throne. "Fighting over my cock like proper wives."

Kianna straddled Tellik first, sinking down on his length with a satisfied moan. Her sister watched with barely concealed jealousy as she began to ride him, her hips rolling in practiced motions. Tellik's hands found her waist, guiding her movements as she bounced on his cock.

"Fuck yes." Kianna panted, her head thrown back in pleasure. "Nobody fills me up like you do."

"My turn!" Vianna demanded after a few minutes, practically shoving her sister aside. She quickly took her place, facing away from Tellik so he could watch her ass bounce as she impaled herself on his thick shaft. Her pussy gripped him like a vice as she worked herself up and down.

The sound of footsteps echoing through the throne room made them all freeze. A female faen in leather ranger armour strode purposefully toward them, her expression neutral as she took in the scene.

"My King, my Queens," Fiafa said with a slight bow, seemingly unfazed by their state of undress. "I have my scouting report."

"Don't worry about the display." Tellik said casually as he continued to fuck Vianna. "What news do you bring?"

Fiafa's professional demeanour never wavered. "The Dread Tower has been actively recruiting, my lord. They're offering free land within the growing settlement at its base. Many displaced people are finding the offer tempting."

"Interesting." Tellik leaned forward, his earlier playfulness replaced by focus. "And the western shores?"

"The Pirate Union grows bolder by the day. Their ships have been spotted patrolling closer to our coastline. While they haven't attempted landfall yet, their increased presence is concerning." Fiafa's hand rested on the hilt of her sword. "They're checking our defences, watching for weaknesses."

Kianna and Vianna exchanged worried glances. The fall of the Empire had left a power vacuum, and it seemed everyone wanted a piece of Rainfell's territory.

"How close have they come?" Tellik asked, his voice carrying the weight of command despite his current activity.

"Within viewing distance of our coastal watchtowers. They're not even trying to hide anymore." Fiafa's lips pressed into a thin line. "If I may speak freely, my lord, I believe they're planning something. These aren't just routine patrols anymore."

"I agree." Tellik nodded grimly. "Double the coastal patrols. I want to know the moment they make any aggressive moves."

"Yes, my lord, and what of the Dread Tower."

Tellik's hands gripped Vianna's hips tighter as he considered the situation. "If they're offering free land, perhaps we should 'take some'. Send in eyes to watch the Dread Tower from up close."

"I'll go." Kianna said eagerly, pushing her sister aside to mount Tellik once more. Her pussy swallowed his cock as she settled onto him. "I can pose as—"

"No." Tellik's voice was firm even as his cock twitched inside her. "Your place right now is here, on my cock. We need an heir and you're too valuable to risk on a spy mission."

Kianna pouted but didn't argue, focusing instead on grinding against him.

"Fiafa." Tellik continued, his breathing slightly labored. "Take your brother Frekk. Pose as hunters looking to establish themselves in a new area. That should give you plenty of reasons to scout without raising suspicion. I will tend to the military whilst you are away."

"As you command, my lord." Fiafa bowed again, still maintaining her professional demeanour despite Kianna's increasingly loud moans. "We'll depart at first light."

Fiafa's footsteps faded as she left the throne room, leaving the royal trio to their pleasure. Tellik pulled both queens close, their bodies pressed together as he alternated between their dripping entrances. Kianna and Vianna's lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing as they ground against each other.

"Please, fill me up." Kianna begged between kisses, her fingers tangling in her sister's hair. "I need your cum so badly."

Vianna moaned into her sister's mouth. "No, it's my turn. I want to feel you shoot deep inside me."

Their pussies rubbed together as Tellik's cock slid between them, coating all three of them in their combined wetness. The throne room echoed with the sounds of their pleasure.

As he watched his wives writhe against each other, Tellik's thoughts drifted to the growing threats to his kingdom. Jonathan's power base at the Dread Tower was expanding faster than anticipated. The sorcerer's had proven to be remarkably resourceful and that his powers made him particularly dangerous. Perhaps it was time to seek new alliances, or perhaps old ones. The lizardfolk came to mind. If he could help end their bickering and convince them that Jonathan posed a threat...

His strategic planning was interrupted by Kianna's particularly loud moan as she ground harder against his shaft. "Please, my king, I need it. Fill me with your royal seed."

Tellik pulled her onto his cock fully. Despite what Vianna would have Tellik believe, today was Kianna's turn, and he would make sure she was properly bred. His thrusts became more forceful, more purposeful, as Vianna kissed down her sister's neck.

"That's it." Vianna purred, her hands cupping Kianna's bouncing breasts. "Take his cock like a proper queen."

Tellik's release built quickly as he watched his wives pleasure each other. His cock swelled inside Kianna's tight channel, her walls clenching around him desperately. With a growl, he buried himself to the hilt, flooding her womb with his seed.

Kianna cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering as she came around his pulsing shaft. Vianna held her sister steady, whispering encouragements as Tellik emptied himself completely.

"Let's put a proper heir in you." Tellik smiled, his cock still twitching inside her.

Kianna collapsed against her sister, cum leaking from her well-used pussy as Tellik finally withdrew. He watched his wives with satisfaction, already planning his next moves to secure Rainfell's future.