Want to Share Since I'll Suck It? (2)
It was utterly ridiculous. He'd seized every last bit of the Laphone family's confiscated fortune. A guy with a famous reputation and loads of money, yet no conscience at all.
What the hell does he plan to do with it all?
The bastard hadn't shown his face even once while her mother-in-law Michelle was alive, but now he pulls this shit without a shred of guilt?
Fuck.
Curses bubbled up nonstop inside Roberini. She'd had her eyes on so much of it, and Naru had swooped in and taken it all. She resented him to her core.
"Thanks to Sir Naru, the capital is safe!"
"Kang Naru! Kang Naru!"
The nobles around them cheered in celebration, clapping wildly. It was a sight she absolutely despised.
"Honey, what do we do...?"
Her husband Diello just stood there with a dumb look on his face.
"They took everything."
"It's fine. That's not all there is."
Roberini snapped irritably, crossing her arms.
"There's still the hidden assets we put under dummy names. I'm taking those."
"Doesn't he know about them?"
"Probably not. The Laphone family always stuck together as women, ignoring the men."
Diello grinned slyly.
"Must be some seriously valuable stuff hidden away, huh?"
"I was gonna report it to the palace and turn it in, but I changed my mind."
Reporting it would just hand it all to Naru on a platter. No way she'd do someone else a favor.
"I'm sneaking it all out."
First things first—she needed to head out and secure some sturdy wagons.
Bam.
The office door slammed shut. Isabella Queen tossed her cape—worn over her ceremonial gown—into the corner and rushed into my arms.
She looked up at me, eyes locked on mine.
"Didn't you miss me?"
"I did."
"Hehe, then here's your reward."
The queen's head, tiara and all, slid slowly downward. My belt unbuckled on its own. Soon my underwear was yanked down too.
Her soft touch rubbed against my cock before it slipped straight into her warm mouth. Her tongue and lips caressed it sweetly, like she meant to melt it away.
Slurp, slurp, smack, smack, pop.
What a gracious service. Ahh, it felt so good. Electric pleasure shot straight to the top of my head.
The queen was extra passionate today.
Ugh, this is great... but I didn't come to the office for a blowjob. I wanted to ask if she's pregnant.
The victory ceremony had just ended. A banquet was set for two hours later. We'd snuck in this quick meet during the wait.
Pregnancy was top of my mind, but who knew? Service first, questions later.
Schlurp, schlurp, smooch.
Her fellatio was thick, deep, and relentless. The pleasure was beyond imagination. I couldn't think straight, frozen with my cock in her mouth.
"Ahh...!"
This was a whole new level from her usual. It didn't feel like she was doing it just to satisfy her own urges—it was pure love for me. Every flick of her lips and tongue screamed it.
I can feel how much she loves me. Wait... is this a bad omen? Is she pregnant?
Sudden dread hit me.
Please, not pregnant.
It wasn't that I disliked the queen—it was the timing. The king was still alive and kicking. No kid right now, or it'd stir up guilt. Bros before hoes, right? Basic courtesy between men.
"Ugh!"
Courtesy my ass. I blew my load right down another man's wife's throat.
Spurt, spurt!
"Mmmpf."
Gulp, gulp.
Her throat bobbed nonstop. The queen skillfully swallowed every drop without spilling much.
"Delicious."
She wiped her lips with a smile and stood, her mouth curved in satisfaction, lips glossy and red.
Time to ask.
I was half-naked from the waist down, cock dangling limp—a ridiculous sight—but I put on a serious face.
"By any chance... are you pregnant, Your Highness?"
"Yeah. I am."
Thud.
My heart plummeted.
"His Highness's ch..."
"No, yours. You're the dad. No one else."
Her sharp confirmation choked me up.
"Your belly hasn't even shown yet. How do you know? The day we did it... when your cervix opened was just four days ago. That's too soon."
"My isle told me. It lets me know right away."
"My god."
"Why the long face? You hate it?"
Her eyes narrowed menacingly, so I flashed a quick smile.
"I'm just so happy."
"You like it too, right? Knew you would."
She beamed, oblivious to my turmoil.
This was bad. Way too early to be a dad.
A year until birth? What does a father even prepare?
"Why are you just standing there like a statue?"
"Huh?"
"Your reaction's so lukewarm. When the queen of this nation bears your child, shouldn't you rush over, hug me tight, and celebrate?"
"Your Highness! I'm thrilled!"
I bolted forward, kissing her forehead, then each cheek, then her lips with a smack. I dropped to a squat, hiked up her dress skirts in a frenzy, and showered her navel and lower belly with kisses.
"Hahaha!"
She burst into laughter at my over-the-top act, squirming from the tickles. I kept peppering her body with kisses and playful antics—even smooched the crotch of her panties.
Then, dramatically, I shouted,
"You're my woman now!"
"Ahaha!"
She giggled wildly, eyes sparkling as she asked,
"You'll pledge eternal loyalty to me until death, right?"
"Of course. I swear it from today. All my love and passion to you, Your Highness."
Was I really that simple? The thing I'd dreaded actually happening left me feeling relieved instead. Fine, time to accept reality and own up to it.
"I'll give you a healthy baby that looks just like you. You name it."
"The thought of becoming a father has me shaking."
"I'm nervous too—it's my first. Worried if I can deliver it safely."
Hearing her honest feelings for the first time. Her words were beautiful, so human and warm. Who'd guess the rumored ruthless queen had a maternal side?
I'd always thought we didn't mesh. But now that she carried my child, I figured we could make it work, one step at a time.
"Haa!"
"Unngh...!"
Today, my cock was harder than ever. I bent Isabella Queen over the desk, climbed onto two chairs for leverage, and pounded away.
"Hauk! Hng! Ungh! When I become queen...! We'll get married...! Agh! Aang! You can wait that long, right?"
"Hah, hah! Yes! Understood! Hah hah hah!"
Pussy juice dripped with every thrust. This was the most intense sex we'd ever had. We were both fully in the zone.
The queen took nonstop pounding for nearly an hour. She came five times; I creampied her six. Her cervix stayed wide open the whole time—for me alone, now and forever.
The next day, a single carriage pulled up in front of the baron's estate. Roberini stepped out.
Got to keep my expression in check so they don't underestimate me.
Chin up, haughty look on, she strode inside.
This was the Winsen baron's place—one of the spots managing the Laphone family's hidden assets. A large lumber mill owned under the baron's name. In truth, it belonged to the Laphones.
"Wh-what brings you here?"
The baron was trembling. No wonder—he had to be anxious about getting tangled in the treason charges.
He should've confessed when the Laphones got raided, but he hadn't. Loyalty? No way, Roberini was certain.
Guy just wanted to swallow it all himself.
In the end, greed had him by the balls. Baron Winsen knew it too.
She'd met him a few times here at the lumber mill with Ashley. They were acquainted.
"Th-these are crazy times. So busy I barely know what's going on. Don't even follow the news—didn't hear about the treason coup the other day. Haha... H-how's Lady Ashley doing?"
His stammering told her he already knew why she was here. Roberini smirked inwardly.
Listen, old man. Not here to rob you blind, relax. Just gimme a slice. Say, 40%.
Better to sweet-talk him into a business partnership than threaten.
"Baron."
"Y-yes? Yes."
"The reason I came here is..."
That's when it happened.
"Oh, Baron!"
The butler came rushing in.
"What is it?"
"Out-out front! Hero Sir Naru is here!"
"Sir Naru? Why?"
"Didn't you hear? He took every last asset from the Laphone family!"
Winsen blinked, then gaped.
"N-no way!?"
"He's here to claim his rights!"
"Lady Michelle said her son-in-law would never know, so how...?"
As the two yammered, Roberini froze at the news, face blank for a moment.
Hero Kang Naru is here?
...Why? This lumber mill is mine... mine!
"Greetings, Baron Winsen."
Naru appeared with palace officials. Roberini's eyes widened. It really was him.
He looked at the baron and continued,
"This lumber mill you run? It's mine now. Ask the palace judicial staff here for the details."
Roberini bit her lower lip in frustration.
Tch!
Infuriating. But fine. Plenty more left.
He won't know about the secret room under the vineyard farm, right?
At that moment, Naru's inner thoughts:
Vineyard farm next after this. Hmm, busy day ahead.
Snatching up every last hidden Laphone asset? This was just the beginning.