Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 147 – Dancing with the Host

"For tonight only," one man finally says. "That is the only way I can do it. The marriage won't let me make a hard stance. Even just tonight is difficult to reason about. I think our wives will be interested to see how long we can all last when we make it back home."

"Yes, I can make tonight work," another says.

One by one, they agree to William's proposal till it comes back to me.

"I started it, so I'm in," I say. "I'm good at remembering groups for a night, so if you gather your wives, I will be able to avoid them, and I guess you all know each other's families."

"Yes," Anthony says. "This isn't the first party we've all had together. But it will be the first one that we thought of working together like this. I doubt we will be able to do this often, and if you ever prove your strength, we will never be able to do it. But for now, you are just a commoner that a Princess picked up for some reason."

"Sorry if I do that," I say. "I'm always going to be happy to make that deal. I wouldn't want my wives going outside the marriage for kids."

"Do your best to work that into an agreement when that collar falls off you," Cornelius says. "You, of all people, don't need your wives going to another man for a child. I think we could learn a number of things about pleasing a woman from you and then kids if you really can hand them out by will that covers everything. We unfortunately need to let our wives have as many chances as possible and with the strongest man they can get."

"I think that is the only good thing going for me," I say. "My entire day is planned out by my maids and wives."

"That won't change much," William says. "Women love to drag us around as trophies. Don't bring up that it was their mother or luck that got them married to you. Or they think it will be good for you to spend some time doing something they enjoy."

"They just don't understand how to connect with us," Rilitar his wild motions showing his wine bottle is nearing empty. "They just want us to love them and only them. So they try to make us feel powerful and spend time with us. They forget to take the extra second to think of what we want. They hope we want the same thing as them as that would make it easier for them, like taking us to brothels. I already have a house filled with women. Why do I need to go to another house filled with women who are there to tease me instead of please me? Stupid."

"Yes, the guard detail that you came in here with is how you will travel," Anthony says. "I'm guessing you were hoping to be on a lower floor? I thought so. We all hate that stupid walk, but safety. Just like throwing us in a room and locking the door. They can all risk poison, but not us. Enjoy when you get to put on a dress. That is the closest you will get to being free. Not much will change with that collar off."

"Oh yes..."

The knock returns, cutting off the agreeing voice.

"Time to disappoint some married women," I whisper. "Enter!"

"My Lords," a maid says, pushing the door open. "Are you all finished with dinner?"

"Yes, I think we are," I say. Not that I have anything else to say. Aurora made it clear that we were done when the maid came back. Apparently, the women worry if we are out of sight for too long.

I was the first to sit, and I was the first to leave. I followed the maid back to the ballroom with the rest of the men in tow.

"HERE ARE THE MEN!" the Princess shouts out, raising her glass high.

"I hope you all enjoyed the dinner," the horny Dryad says, her eyes following me as I go to my family. The rest of the men gathered around theirs by the different tables.

The host family doesn't have a man on it, so the Dryad has a chance for kids. I look around and memorize the nine families that were made off-limits by our little deal. Not that I want to get a lot of women pregnant here.

"It was fantastic," I say to the host as I move to stand next to the Princess. The women are eating a dessert that was absent from the men's dinner. I see different kinds of meat spread out on the table while I wait for them to finish eating.

"Alzi, you will be safe to eat with all that mana of yours if you want dessert," Shimmer offers, holding out her fork. Just a bite of the chocolate cake on the end. The Princess gives me some sort of wave, and without anything else stopping me, I go for it.

The cake practically melts on my tongue.

Geta pushes a glass of wine into my hands, "Drink it," she says. "You should wash it down correctly now that you ate it," she says, shaking her head.

"Oh, come on," Shimmer says. "It is clear there is no fast-acting poison, and I would love to laugh at anyone who thinks a slow poison will make our love here even sick."

"The rules are there for a reason, Shimmer," Geta insists. "But please do drink the wine, Alzi."

With Geta's little outburst, almost all eyes were on me holding the wine glass. My bottle was full when I left the makeshift dining room, yet it seems that is a pointless gesture now. Everyone was looking for me to drink. The Princess even raised her glass, waiting to join me in a drink.

A sip won't hurt.

I force a half smile and move the glass to my lips. The small sip goes down easier than the champagne but still stings more than I would like.

"Finish it, finish it," the Princess commands.

A single glass won't get a woman with a lot of life mana drunk, right? I just need to circulate my mana.

The command brings the glass back to my lips, and the rest of the red liquid goes down my throat. I hope nobody notices my mana moving. But it seems to be working, as I don't feel anything the women described being drunk as like back at the brothel.

"Little worried there, are you?" Shimmer whispers. "I won't let anyone take advantage of you."

I ignore her and just place the empty glass back down. I look over the long table and make sure to learn the faces of the women I can't have sex with.

"We shouldn't make the men watch us eat," the Princess calls out. "How about some dancing?"

The women give out a little cheer before the chairs shuffle across the wooden floor. Their heads bounce around, looking for partners.

I expect Shimmer to grab me, but she stays in her seat. Letting someone else hold me and lead me to the now-packed dance floor.

The Dryad had snuck up on me, and it seemed she found some bigger heels, her head now just below my own.

"I know you smell and see it," she whispers. Her hands find my ass and pull us close. "I didn't expect it to happen. It's so rare for our kind, and I'm sorry. It is a bit embarrassing to be in heat, as the beastkin put it. Will you please help me?" I can feel her breasts move with every breath. Lifting my own up just a tad with every inhale.

"With what," I tease her.

The music starts up, and off we go, rocking about in the simple dance the nobles devised so they could talk while moving.

"I already told you, Lord Alzi," she moans out, her warm breath tickling my skin. I need kids to make this go away fast. Otherwise, it could take years. Please, Lord Alzi, help me calm down."

"Is this all the nobles do to get the men to have sex with them in view of their wives?" I ask. Her scent is intoxicating. Begging for a man to fill the Dryad up.

"Yes," she states.

"Won't it be obvious what is happening? I'm kind of big, and the dress won't hide a thing," I say. "Plus, how are you going to make me cum? All we do is rock back and forth."

"No, not every girl here that is with a man is having sex," Lady Tara says. "Yes, all of them have their dress messed with. About the orgasm thing, that is a lady's secret."

"I am a lady."

"Not tonight," Tara insists.

"Then go beg another man," I say.

"A spell," Tara says. "We use a spell that makes them men release their seed quickly. Now, please, Lord Alzi."

Her green dress has plenty of cleavage, enough to let me easily slip a hand inside and play with the noble's nipple. Gently, of course. My other hand pulls her into my neck. "Fine," I say. "But I make no promises of the count you will have."

"I'll help free your penis," Lady Tara says.

These girls must have this perfectly planned out. My pants and underwear do not have an easy way to get my cock out without me taking them off completely. Yet here I am with my cock hidden under her tiny dress, rubbing against her slick slit.

"You really are big, my Lord," Tara gasped as she managed to get me inside.

The rocking continues, and I wait for the urge to see if the mana works for me. I can help her along and just make myself orgasm. But it seems that the women are the ones in charge of making this process happen. So, I'll let her figure it out for now.

We take fewer steps, staying in our little part of the dance floor. Tara's legs are a little unsure of themselves now that my dick is buried deep inside her.

"Give me your seed," Tara whispers, and I feel a small throb in my loins. Not an orgasm, but more of a forceful ejaculation. I have a split second to stop it, but I let it through, feeling that the horny Dryad may have just gotten more than she asked for.

The hot sperm floods her chamber and begins its search for eggs. I give it just a tad of mana to make sure at least one egg will find her wall and out of her vagina in nine months. The rest will depend on her luck and what this strange heat she is in does.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Once the sperm stops flooding her chamber, my dick pops out and back into my underwear like it never happened. Sneaky little bitch.

"Where is the pleasure in that?" I ask her.

"In the fact that you may bring a child into the world," Tara says. "I honestly feel a little bloated. I think the spell doesn't mix well with your production."

"I would say so," I say back. "But there is no joy in this. I have no issue bringing a child into this world. I've mothered more than any other woman, I imagine and fathered more than any man would as well. Procreation should be fun, not a simple procedure that bypasses everything."

"That is how we do it on the dance floor," the Dryad says, her eyelids drooping. "In the bed, I would love to make you cum, but I can't do that here." Tara takes a final step and faints in my arms.

Well, shit.

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