Author's Note: Final polish and editing was done by Bloody Hero. Also tell me your opinion of NTR specifically a captured Sophie set during volume 6 and 7.
All her life she had wanted to be Queen.
Though her family's influence was weak when compared to the other Noble families, she was able to trace her lineage right back to the Royal Family. She had gotten to where she was through perseverance and sheer force of will. Her land had been the poorest in the country, its soil barely able to maintain crops, and her people living in poverty.
That all changed when she took up the mantle of Vanadis, using her skills she increased her power and influence throughout the nobility ultimately bringing prosperity to her people.
All this had been inspired by a single figure Zephyria, Queen of Asvarre, her role model.
Even the influx of wealth did not satiate her, as she carefully maneuvered key figures to further her agenda for the throne.
Some would compare her to a dragon, her greed ever growing as she desired more and more. However no matter how much she tried to fill the void in her heart, there was one thing that was missing. As she walked through the halls of the palace back to her room from meeting her fellow Vanadis, she couldn't help but have a shy smile on her face.
Tigrevurmud Vorn.
Their previous meeting had been unlike any other, even if the man had been asleep at the time. Almost subconsciously she raised her hand and brushed it against her lips, remembering how his felt against hers. Though it was years ago she never forgot what happened that day.
She had decided to visit him at Perucche to see what had gotten her fellow Vanadises worked up.
With her viralt traveling from her palace to the fortress that Lord Tigrevurmud was using was almost trivial, and she had arrived in minutes. Space distorted in her presence, and when she arrived she saw Lord Tigrevurmud sleeping peacefully.
She had perfectly concealed her presence, preventing even a great hunter with instincts forged through battle, like Vorn from awakening.
He's handsome, a traitorous part of her mind whispered.
He's got a face that makes me just want to tease him. Another part said.
While looking down at him she had the sudden urge to poke his cheek and wake him up. But she knew that if she did it would cause more problems. After all two of her fellow Vanadises were here and they would surely sense her presence. Not to mention that she already had repeatedly teleported herself into Perucche in an attempt to learn Lord Tigrevurmud's schedule.
She had been the source of many rumors of the fortress being haunted, not that she knew about them.
"Just why are you all so interested in this man…" She wondered carefully getting closer to him.
Like a snake Tigre struck, his hand reaching out and grabbing her ample bosom with his hand.
"EEeep." She squeaked, feeling him begin to fondle her. She had to suppress a moan as he worked her breasts.
Is this why you're all so interested in him. She wondered. Carefully she tried to escape from his grasp, only for his hand to shift and grab her by the neckline of her dress, and pulling her into the bed.
"Agghhh." She cried, feeling her viralt slip from her grasp and melt back into shadows. Lord Vorn wrapped himself around her, his weight pressing down on her.
Her heart beat faster and faster, as she struggled to get him off. He was still asleep she knew, fearing the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest and breathing. No matter how she struggled she couldn't move him as he weighed a good deal more than her. She softly began to laugh at the situation she had found herself in.
"If you were awake, the crime of lese-majeste would be punishable by death." She whispered into his ear, shivering as she felt his hot breath on her neck.
*Snore* Tigre buried his head into the crook of her neck, his lips pressed against her sensitive flesh.
She was forced to bite her tongue lest she moaned. It became harder and harder to suppress as Tigre's tongue slowly lapped at her skin.
"There's no way that you're not awake." She hissed, trying to escape from him once more. All she managed to do was shift slightly to the side, his left arm underneath her and still fondling her breast as his right hand cupped her sex.
The more she struggled the tighter his hold got, as he continued to kiss her neck. His left hand began rubbing itself up and down her breast, lightly caressing her pert nipples that began to harden at his touch.
"AHhhhhh." She moaned feeling his fingers slowly rubbing her pussy lips. Her panties were getting soaked as she released her juices against his hand. Deft fingers lowered her undergarments directly touching her hot center, and spreading her lips apart to reveal and pink valley between.
She let loose a satisfied moan as his fingers carefully probed her depths, before suddenly taking a sharp breath as he began to lightly nip at her neck. Her breathing grew labored as his fingers worked her delicate flesh.
Softly gasping and whimpering at her touch, whispering instructions for him to move his fingers. Even while unconscious he followed her orders, her mouth opening in a silent scream as he pinched her clit. Her right hand darted down his pants, feeling his rock hard cock poking against her leg.
She wrapped her hand around the shaft licking her lips as her pussy flooded once more. It's too big for me to fit my hand around. She thought, images of his tool ravaging her playing in her mind. Is this how you made the other Vanadis follow you? She wondered slowly moving her hand up and down the pulsing flesh. It's truly a dangerous weapon to have been able to tame a Vanadis.
Her free left hand was shoved into her mouth as she was forced to bite down to muffle her moans as she felt a pair of fingers enter her hot tunnel. Gently he moved his fingers in and out of her tight snatch, making a wet and squishy sound that was turning her on more and more as she heard it. She gyrated against them, humping his fingers to try and get them deeper into her. He somehow managed to hit all her sensitive sweet spots, playing her like an instrument as she began to convulse in pleasure. She shuddered and moaned in sensory overload, her pelvis spasmed as another powerful orgasm ripped through her body. Her pussy clamped down on him, as he struggled to remove his fingers. Her current plight driving her further and further up the wall as his nails scraped against the flesh of her inner walls.
When his fingers curled upwards and brushed against her g-spot, the world exploded in light as she bit down on her hand.
All the while he continued on his unconscious attack on her as his other hand was busy carefully tweaking her nipple, lightly caressing her pink areolas, her nipple hard and standing at attention.
She felt him moving bringing himself up so that their faces were level with one another. Her face flushed as he moved in and kissed her deeply. She melted into his embrace, the kiss growing deeper and more sensual with every second. She groaned as he pulled his fingers out of her and moved them back and forth over her plump lips.
She began to furiously pump his cock, any hesitation that she might've had, had long since been snuffed as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body. Muscles began twitching throughout his body, as his face had a look of frustration on it. Laughing lightly, she increased her pace reveling in the feeling of power that she had over him. His fingers plunged back into her reminding her that he also had something on her.
"Let's cum together." She whispered sultrily, shifting her body so that both of her hands were in his pants. One hand was furiously jerking him off as her other squeezed and massaged his balls.
"Cum for me baby." She moaned as he inserted a fourth finger into her snatch. His left hand had left her breast and was cupping her ass. She froze as a single finger poked at her puckered asshole.
She cried out as his finger entered her tightest hole. "Oh you're so naughty." She said licking her lips, as she worked to make him cum. It hurt her pride a bit that he had managed to make her cum a dozen or so times and she hadn't even gotten him off once.
"Can you feel it? The proof of my virginity." She whimpered, his fingers driving mad. "Next time it'll be yours to claim." She promised. "You don't know how much I want your cock to split me wide open, to make me scream in ecstasy as you fill my womb with your hot seed. For your cock to thrust into my mouth with reckless abandon."
Her words were having an effect on him as he began to shake. "Are you close, baby? I'm ready for you." She moaned feeling his entire body convulse.
"CUM for ME!" She screamed, feeling his cock begin to spurt. Cupping her hands she felt his hot seed pouring into them, quickly overflowing from her hands. I'd have definitely gotten pregnant if he shot that in me. She mused before screaming once again as his fingers brought her to peak. He had four fingers working her pussy and two in her back door. An hour ago she had been a virgin in every sense of the word, no man had ever touched her, and now here she was soaking a man she didn't really know in her juices, sharing his bed as debilitating orgasms ravaged her body. Removing her hands from his pants she brought his cum to her lips. Daintily she stuck out her tongue and lapped at the milky fluid, shivering as the salty seed made its way down her throat. "You should be honored I'm doing this for you." Valentina whispered, bringing her hand to her mouth and drinking his cum.
She swallowed and licked at her lips. "I've heard rumors from the palace maids that it normally tastes nasty, I'm happy to say that yours doesn't."
"Next time we meet I expect you to take responsibility." She smiled kissing Lord Vorn one last time before finally wiggling her way out of his grasp. Holding out her hands she summoned her viralt and with a single slash created a portal and disappeared from the room.
Tigrevurmud Vorn would sleep until midday, and when he woke up he'd do so with thoughts of a raven haired beauty with a generous bust.
She could feel her face heat up as memories of that time ran through her mind.
Why did I do that? She wondered. A thought that had repeated itself ever since then. Whenever she thought about the red haired archer she could feel her body shivering in anticipation, demanding his touch.
And no matter what she did, no matter the temperature of the water or the amount of times that she played with herself she couldn't bring herself to come like he had made her. She couldn't feel the pleasure, the heat coursing through her body as orgasm after orgasm ravaged her mind.
She was sure that none of the other Vanadises had lovers; rumors would've spread about such an occurrence. However she was sure that in the quiet confines of their chambers they had played with themselves, their thoughts similar to her own.
She shook her head focusing on the goal that she had worked her entire life towards. She was to be Queen and a Queen needed to be strong. To disregard their own personal feelings for the good of the nation that they led. Zchted deserved nothing less than her best.
Claim him. A traitorous and sinful voice whispered in the back of her mind. Don't let the others have what's yours. Every Queen must have a king.
She stopped in her tracks, a smile blossoming on her face as an idea appeared. "All the others are still in the meeting." She smirked, before heading off to find the nearest servant.
She had a single goal in mind to be Queen.
Queens needed their Kings.
And she needed her release.
Everything would work out well.
And so Valentina Glinka Estes set out to claim her King. "He will be mine."