Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 130 – Deciding Rank

"Stop just standing there and get ready to fucking run!" Victoria screams out, her legs preparing for another charge. Guess going out the giant hole she made in the first charge is too easy for her. She crashes through the next wall without a count, Nakuma and I rushing to follow her before the roof gets a chance to bury us.

Outside, I find out why we had time for a fight and to crash through yet another wall. The different monsters don't like each other when they aren't brainwashed. The jet-black beasts are at each other's throats. Small possies of similar-looking monsters have grouped up and started a massive brawl. The ones near the edge are running into the forest, but the rest are out for blood.

As we start the journey, a massive boom comes from behind us. The explosion and resulting fire send even more monsters running from the camp, plowing through flimsy walls. Though plenty are too engrossed in their fight to leave.

Victoria doesn't let us sightsee for long, running full speed to the outer wall. Her blade slashes out at any beast that happens to be close enough. Her massive sword makes that quite a few on the journey. I try the same, but most monsters have too much of a defense for my sword to cut with just a single swing.

Victoria leads us right through one of the many new holes in the wall and starts down the mountain. Not willing to take chances, I start up my invisibility skill again, letting us pass the confused patrols.

Not that Victoria seems to care. She leads us through each group, taking heads as we retreat from the giant mess we just created. No matter how rough the terrain is, we don't slow down. Even killing the patrols happens at full pace. Minute after minute, she moves us through the forest, aiming for every patrol we see on the way down.

We keep the crazy pace going for a full hour after we pass the last patrol. Our winding path limits how far down the small mountain we truly get.

"Alright, we should be far enough from that shit storm," Victoria calls out as she slows down. "Good thinking on the invisibility on the way back. Made taking the damn heads a lot easier. Now we let the pip squeaks handle the fucking mess and get our payday."

"We're just leaving the massive fire we started for others?" I ask. I try to catch my breath.

"Hmm. Yes?" Victoria says. "What is the point of being the top rank if you have to handle the shit task still? We killed the big bad witch, took a shit ton of heads on the way out, and sent the worst of the bunch running for their mommy. What more should we do?"

"Fair enough," I huff out, my partners just watching me. Did I really get that used to sitting around?

"Can we find a river to wash off in?" Nakuma asks, her eyes giving me a terrifying glimmer. Her arms clenched together, pushing her massive tits together. A not-so-subtle hint to her desires.

"It's about time you two fucked," Victoria says, walking off. "Well, come on."

"I don't get a say?" I say, not wishing to have a crowd while I handle Nakuma's obsessions.

"No. The weakest bitch doesn't get a say," Victoria calls back. "Come on."

"Weakest bitch?!"

"Yes. Weakest bitch," Victoria repeats. "You handled only one of the four we needed to kill yet took your damn time killing them. Asked stupid fucking questions during the raid. Questioned why we are doing things the fucking way we are after the raid started and needed things spelled out for you."

Victoria continues her rambling, "Want to have your shit opinion taken? Then, ask the stupid questions you have before we start. You didn't ask about shit, so I took it that you knew what you were doing. Nakuma sure as shit did, or she was willing to fucking follow what happened and not question things. Guess that really is too much for a stuck-up little princess to handle."

"I did not need extra instructions, and everything so far had to be explained as we went. If you need me to follow a plan then tell me the plan. Otherwise, I'm assuming you're winging it and telling us as we go," I tell Victoria. "I'm not a weak bitch, and I won't have you calling me that."

"Oh, you're not a weak bitch?" She taunts, stepping into my space. "Then strip down. You too, Nakuma."

"Why would I strip because you told me to?" I ask.

"Strip or you'll always be a weak bitch," Victoria taunts.

"I found a river we can strip by!" Nakuma exclaims.

"Good, we can go there and see if you're the weak bitch or not," Victoria says, stepping away. She walks off while Nakuma grabs me to keep following Victoria. Her hands lose to her perverted mind and quickly start to grope me. Her mouth mumbling about her love and desires.

I do my best to block out the more disturbing desires and focus on her love while I stare daggers at the bitch of a warrior she found for us.

It doesn't take long for the rush of water to be heard and just a few more steps for the water to come into view. Victoria stops a bit away from the edge before turning and facing us.

"Now strip," she demands.

"I..."

"Just strip Yuki," Nakuma says. Having already undone most of my clothing on the walk here, she pulls my clothing right into a ring. Her own clothing follows shortly after.

"I'm going to need help again unless we all want to spend a few hours untying these later," Victoria says, her eyes not even caring for the two beautiful naked Kitsune before her.

"You can do it," I say back. Her only reaction is to raise an eyebrow. Nakuma drags me behind the warrior and forces me to help the stupid woman out of her armor.

Undoing it is a lot faster; just untie them and let her pull them into a ring. After fifteen minutes, all three of us are naked. The warrior towering over us as she finally inspects my naked form.

"Just as I thought," she finally says. "You're the weakest."

"I..."

"Nakuma is the strongest, easily. Three fucking affinities, bullshit amount of mana, and beating our asses in levels," Victoria continues. "Then me. I match your dual affinity, though mine is fucking weak. But my extra class and levels put me above you." She says, her hand testing the weight of my breasts; Nakuma just shows her off. Her eyes beg me to praise her jiggling mounds.

"I'm plenty strong," I say back. Victoria's tits are bigger. If she had just an ounce of tact, she would be married to a princess already I'm sure.

"Then fucking act like it," she scolds, dropping my sizeable tits. Nakuma taking her place. "You've clearly worked in the damn field, but it seems your group babied the spoiled Princess. I joined up with the fucking crazy Kitsune for two reasons. The promise of two strong, knowledgeable mages and the desire to get a request from the Queen. Right now, only one of those promises is being fulfilled. Act like you know what you're doing. Ask or follow whoever is taking point."

"I did ask."

"Not at the right time bitch. Before or follow. I shouldn't have to answer basic fucking questions in the middle of a raid," Victoria says, her hand forcing my chin up. "Can you do that?"

"You can my love," Nakuma whispers, her hands exploring more and more of my body.

"I want actual plans before we start a mission. Explained properly and fully," I say.

"That slows us down. But we can do some missions like that so we all understand how this works. You'll be strong enough to not give a shit soon," Victoria says before taking my lips. "Now, we all planned on being married soon. Prove to me this will be worth it."

"Then bend over bitch," I say, pulling out the biggest strapon I have.

"You're lucky this crazy girl is trained well enough, or you would be bent over right now," Victoria taunts, giving my nipple a painful flick before turning around. Making a show of powerful back and ass.

"I hope you like being pregnant," I whisper. Her body is pure muscles, a perfect sculpture—one I think I've seen before. I give her a little push so she gets on all fours.

"I don't plan on being pregnant very often. That is for the Princess to handle. I just want the cushy life of royalty," Victoria says back. Nakuma falls to her knees off to the side. My fake cock is ready to split the bitch apart. My hand combed Nakuma's hair as a reward for being a good girl for me.

"I don't think you know Alzi well enough, then," I say with a beautiful smile. "Men have the right to call anyone into bed. Sure, you can say no, but you can't say no every time, and Alzi will make that one-time count. Every time."

"You'll find I'm quite convincing," she says. "I just got you to agree to being the weak bitch."

"Alzi has strong desires and more than enough ways to make you beg her for a child. But you can find out about that on the wedding night. I think Nakuma has gotten me wet enough here," I say, joining the pair on my knees. My hands spread her vulva out.

"Spit on it," I command to Nakuma.

Nakuma doesn't hesitate. Working her spit into the pretty pink hole with one hand, the other groping my chest. Once she finishes, she helps me line up the cock with the entrance.

"OOOOHHHH FUCKING HELL YOU BITCH!" Victoria shouts as I plunge into her depths. The strapon isn't as big as Alzi is, but eight inches is not something you just take all at once evidently. At least, not in a hole this tight.

Without a care for the strong warrior I start to pound her. My hands, finding her wide hips, keep her from running. Her tight vulva wraps around the fake cock sending wonderful waves of pleasure back to me. Each thrust comes with a grunt of pain that is slowly morphing into sounds of pleasure to join my own.

Not willing to be left out, Nakuma captures my lips, and her hands take my breasts, her thumbs, and pointer fingers teasing my nipples. Her tails wagging in a flurry of expected happiness.