living with the love

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6 months go by:
    Once again he's at war fighting and he was right, I am with child. I want to marry him but I wouldn't be seen the same again. Marriage then child, but not this time I fear. Dishonor and embarrassment I know Is in my course of line. My love will come home, I know so.
     I sit in our empty chamber waiting his return and growing impatient and eager. Growing the life of his inside of me is my honor. I know I'm the princess but I'm his queen in perticular.  Being with child worries my future but with him it's well aware. This child will show up very soon and his appearance is important.
          The door opens and a strong built man walks through. There he is with a smirk on his face." How's my future wife with child" I smile and nod. I lay naked in bed on my side as he gets naked and lays behind me and rams his dick inside of me with a hand on my belly and he kisses my neck making me moan loudly enough to disturb the entire kingdom. We both cum and we lay making love for many hours.
         Afterwards we get dressed and walk out together and announce our news to everyone about the child. In shock and in horror, the village raised torches and pitchforks. Running to the kingdom and locking ourselves away after explaining to the king what happened and respectfully gave blessing and the mob died down.

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