King of the Goblins 2—Chapter 5

After the meetings, Zia and I strolled through the long hallways of the royal palace together.

“You see? That wasn’t so bad,” she said, and reached up to grab my arm.

“Yeah, the financial part can get dreary at times, but it was all good news,” I said. “I guess I just don’t really like sitting there while someone reports to me. I’d rather be out doing something myself.”

“Part of being a king is knowing when to act and knowing when to listen,” Zia said.

Two servants walked by, stout women around Silvy’s age. They both gave me warm smiles, and my eyes lingered on their chests perhaps a bit longer than was appropriate. Those necklines seemed awfully low.

“Did you have the servants’ dresses altered?” I asked.

Zia laughed. “It’s so much fun watching you stare at them,” she said. “You act like your eyeballs are going to pop out of your head sometimes. And then you get all sexually frustrated, and I get to finish you off.” She winked at me.

“Well, in that case,” I said, and turned around

Both of the servants had just passed us, so I pointedly watched them walk away. Their large, round bottoms undulated beneath their snug-fitting dresses, each ass cheek moving up and then down with each step. It was mesmerizing. 

“Wow,” I said.

“I hope you look at me that way,” Zia said, tugging on my arm.

I grinned and bent over. “Honey, I can’t stop looking at you.”

“Good,” she said. She stretched up onto her toes to kiss me and we continued walking. “By the way, if you ever stop looking at me that way I’ll smother you in your sleep.”

“With what?” I asked.

“Probably a pillow,” she said.

I let out an exaggerated sigh. “I was hoping you’d say your boobs.”

She laughed again and held my arm tightly. 

“This is really nice, you know?” she said after a few minutes.

“I agree,” I said, patting her hand on my arm.

“No, I mean all of this,” she said, gesturing around her.

“The city?”

“No, I mean—” she huffed. “I mean everything. You, me, us. Our family. Being able to spend all this time together, and not having to worry about getting caught and killed. I won’t lie, I liked you from the first moment I saw you, but that was stressful. Every day, I was afraid someone was going to kill us.”

“Yeah, and then you all got kidnapped,” I reminded her.

“And then you rescued us,” she replied, beaming a smile up at me. “I owe you my life, Aaron.”

“How will you ever repay me?” I asked, meaning it as a joke.

“Will you accept payment in butt stuff?” she asked.

I thought for a moment. “Deal,” I said.

“So, what’s going on tonight?” she asked, clearly wanting to make the first payment soon.

I shrugged. “The life of a king can be rather busy, you know. Especially one with four beautiful wives.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you’re really struggling,” Zia said, rolling her eyes.

Tressi entered the hallway at that moment. She smiled and hurried towards both of us, pulling us into a group hug.

“How did your meeting go, honey?” Tressi had picked up on my habit of using “honey” as a term of endearment. 

Zia smiled up at me. “Someone is doing such a good job that we’ll be expanding the city,” she said.

“Huh?” Tressi asked, looking up at me. Are we digging a new district?”

“No, an entirely new city in another mountain a few miles away,” I said. “Close enough that we can travel there relatively easily if need be.”

“Oh wow. I never thought I’d see the day we grew that much,” Tressi said. “Things had stagnated under Ralcor. The birth rate was low, and our population was actually shrinking, even with how long we live.”

“Well, now we have a proper ruler, and we’re really starting to see changes,” Zia said. She looked up at me with pride in her eyes. I loved that look. “He wants part of the new city to be outside the mountain, also.”

“Outside?” Tressi asked.

“At least the farms,” I said. “It makes a lot more sense for the farms to be outside, you know.”

Tressi frowned. “It does, but we’re a stubborn people. We’ve done things this way for thousands of years. Sometimes goblins don’t like change, even positive changes.”

“I tried telling him that,” Zia said.

“Once everyone sees how much better things are, they’ll understand,” I said. I offered Tressi my other arm and she moved onto my right side and held onto me.

“I never thought I’d see so many changes in such a short period of time,” Tressi said. “For so many years we’ve just done the same things. My parents and grandparents have told me about it. Even under Ralcor, things were mostly the same.”

“Yeah, well, get ready for plenty more,” I said. “I have a lot of ideas that will make life here much easier.”

Not that it was particularly hard to improve upon. Sure, they had magic and underground hot springs. But in the end, they lived underground. It was definitely easy to improve upon life here.

A young man with several papers in his hands rounded a corner and his face lit up with recognition when he saw me. The messenger boy hurried towards us and made a hasty bow when he came near.

“Your Majesty, uh, Your Majesties,” he stammered. “My apologies, master Kord sent me out to find you right away.” He shuffled through the papers in his hand and produced a small quill, one with the tip already inked.

“What’s this for?” I asked, holding out my hand for the papers.

“Construction orders for a new tunnel, and exploration orders to find a place for our new city,” the messenger recited. Clearly he didn’t understand it, but Kord had told him what they were.

“Excellent,” I said, scribbling my name at the bottom of each one after scanning over them. They were straightforward, which is exactly what I expected out of Kord. There was no fluff in that man, no room for frivolities.

The exploration orders established a team of a dozen people, both men and women, to find the nearest mountain appropriate for our next city. The women would use magic to delve deep into the mountain and see if it was the right kind of stone, and if anything valuable was beneath the surface.

The construction orders were exactly what I expected. Starting tomorrow, a new tunnel would be formed, beginning in the Tunnel District and spiraling up until it exited the sheer side of the mountain a hundred feet in the air. All the excess stone would be shaped into a stone bridge, and heavy enough to withstand the elements. I smiled when I noticed Kord’s note at the bottom that the bridge should have a roof to protect from the rain. That was just like him, not leaving any detail unnoticed. I couldn’t wait to see the actual plans for the bridge.

“Thank you,” I said to the young messenger. “Take those back to Kord, and we’ll get started right away.” 

“Yes sir, right away,” he said, bowing. After that, he turned and hurried away, taking the papers back to Kord.

“Why do you insist on everything being in writing?” Tressi asked.

“I’ve often wondered about that myself,” Zia said.

“Simple,” I said. “This way, I don’t have to think back to a conversation I had with Kord a month ago. Everything important is written down, so I can always go back and check it.”

“What if you change your mind?” Tressi asked.

“Then we write up a new order,” I said. “Yeah, the pages will fill a bookshelf, but it’s nice having all that stuff there. Good record keeping is important, you know.”

It was then that I realized the women were steering me towards the bedchamber. When we reached the door, I looked down at Zia. She smiled back at me.

“We have a little surprise for you,” Tressi said. She pushed the door open.

Silvy and Leena were in the room, sitting on the edge of the bed and kissing each other while they waited for us. Most notably, they were both completely nude, with Leena straddling Silvy’s lap, her rear end facing us.

I had expected some wild lesbian love out of Zia and Tressi, but it was Leena and Silvy that wound up as the bisexual ones. They spent a lot of time together, both in the bedroom and out, and had grown to really love each other. As for Zia and Tressi, they kissed on occasion, but they were still mostly just best friends.

“It’s about time,” Leena said. 

She held Silvy’s face in her hands and smiled at me, then gave Silvy another open-mouthed kiss. They teased each other with their tongues, smiling and giggling the whole time. As we walked closer, Silvy stuck her tongue out and Leena licked up one side of it, then down the other before kissing her again.

Leena looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. “I’m ready, Aaron,” she said, wiggling her butt from side to side. “Don’t make me beg.” 

Silvy reached out and slapped her hands firmly on Leena’s pale skin, drawing a yelp from her. She squeezed Leena’s ass the way I would have, gripping it firmly and spreading it.

“Why are your clothes still on?” Tressi asked. I looked over at her and her dress was already off. Zia was only a few seconds behind her.

I laughed and tore at my clothing. Zia and Tressi helped me, and I was naked in no time. Of course seeing Leena and Silvy together was enough to make me rock-hard. She shook her ass at me again, watching me over her shoulder while Silvy kissed the side of her neck. 

“Pleeeeease,” Leena said, arching her back. Silvy pulled on her pale skin, spreading her ass for me.

Wow, I had never seen her this excited before. She really wanted to try the service entrance. Well, I was obviously fine with that. 

I hurried over to the bed and tried to contain my excitement a bit. As much as she wanted it, the last thing I wanted to do was just cram it in there. That was a good way to hurt someone, which was definitely not what I wanted.

I was ready to take things slow and get her ready. “Alright, let’s—”

Zia pushed me aside and pressed her face between Leena’s cheeks, running her tongue up and down her little pink asshole.

Leena initially flinched, but then smiled as she relaxed. “That is so nice,” she said, and went back to kissing Silvy.

“Is there any room for me?” Tressi asked, putting her hands on her ample hips. 

Still kissing Silvy, Leena moved her right arm up so that Tressi could move in. And she did just that, and immediately began licking and sucking on Leena’s small, perky breasts and Silvy’s massive, round ones. 

“I’m ready,” Leena said, breaking her kiss just long enough to say that. She stuck her tongue straight out and Silvy did the same, the two beautiful women rubbing their tongues together, then Leena pushed her tongue into Silvy’s mouth.

Zia finally moved aside and wiped saliva from her mouth. She took hold of my cock and spat on it, then guided the tip right up against Leena’s asshole. God, even the woman’s butthole was perfect, like a pale inside-out balloon knot.

Zia squeezed the base of my cock and spat on the tip again, then looked up at me and smiled. “Be gentle with my wife, okay?”

I had never been so turned on in my life. I reached out and placed my hands on Leena’s ass and began to gently push. The head pressed against her hole and started to enter.

“Oh yes,” she said. “Right there, just like that.”

A loud knocking sounded at the door. I wasn’t sure if I was hearing things correctly, but it came again a few seconds later.

“Are you serious?” I asked. I could have just yelled at them to come back later—I was king, after all—but that knocking sounded urgent.

“You have got to be kidding me,” Leena said. She looked as disappointed as I felt. 

“Hold on, I’ll be right back,” I said, grabbing a cloak that was thrown over the edge of the bed.

“Hey that’s fine, more for me!” Zia said, and placed her face between Leena’s cheeks again.

Their soft moaning continued while I hurried to the door. I tried to wrap the cloak around myself in a way that hid my boner. Whoever was there knocked again.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” I muttered, and pulled the door open a crack.

It was one of the royal guards. He immediately heard the moaning from within the room and his face darkened as he blushed. “I’m terribly sorry, Your Majesty, but I have an urgent message for you.”

“What is it?” I asked, trying not to sound too irritated.

“There was a gnoll attack in the forest about half an hour ago,” he said.

Well, that certainly caught my attention. “Is everyone okay?” I asked.

“Mostly,” he replied, speaking hastily. “Healers took care of the goblins. We managed to kill some of the gnolls and run the others off. There’s one survivor, but here’s the strange thing. He spoke our language. Only a few words, but he has a message for you. At least, that’s what I was told.”

“Well, shit,” I said. Definitely not what I had been expecting.