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The Queen’s Delectation Pt.2

“Does something bother you my Queen?” Prince Jamie asked, speaking in a soft and tender tone. Still lightly panting from his orgasm, he gently rubbed his sex into her now cum-covered bump while waiting for a response. Queen Angelica took a moment to respond, easing off of a particularly painful cramp. Her wince slowly subsiding into a normal, calmed expression. The Prince felt her hand gently grasp his as they both rubbed the side of her belly, feeling movements that were more dramatic than usual.

“I..I think our child may be ready my love..it..it moves..quite rapaciously within me,” responded the Queen. The Prince showed immediate concern, able to switch off the lust of his previous action in love for his betrothed.

“O..oh my Queen..w..what do you desire? A bath? Rest? Anything my Queen..we must ensure your comfort..the child should be brought safely into this world..” The Queen offered a small smile, shaking her head lightly. Trying to offset the Prince’s obvious but subdued concern. Her opposite hand moved to run through his light hair, her soft fingers parting strands as she massaged his scalp.

“Don’t fret my love..it’s merely the beginning..I shall try and sleep some, in preparation for the more intense labor. Just..lie here with me, will you?” She ended her words with a more expressive smile, leaning forward to kiss her beloved and hold his hand closer to her swollen midsection. He of course complied, gladly wrapping his arms around his Queen and letting her sleep on her side. Cozying up behind her, making sure to keep his palm splayed on her stretched belly. He never faulted, spending the night embracing her and feeling how much his unborn strained and twisted inside. Peppering her incredibly soft neck and cheeks with warm, loving kisses. Her body so warm, so beautiful in this state. Though Prince Jamie tried to match his Queen’s restlessness, he eventually fell asleep, leaving her to try and sleep, mostly unsuccessfully. She spent the rest of the night stifling moans, gently roaming her overdue belly with a loving hand, whispering for her baby to calm. Unfortunately the little one was quite raucous, and constantly pushed on her already full bladder. Only adding to her sleeplessness, as she was unwilling to wake her Prince for a pee break. The night slowly passed for her, though Jamie was well-rested, as he usually was when cuddling with his wife. When the sun started to stream in through cracks in the curtains and woke the content Prince, he stretched with a soft yawn, rubbing his eyes and finally letting go of his beloved’s belly. Expecting to find her sleeping, though turning and finding her already starting to look back, not noticing the dark spots indicative of her clear lack of said sleep. He greeted her with a warm kiss, giving a soft rub to her tummy and partially sitting up, propping himself with his elbow.

“Sleep well, my love?” He asked, speaking in a quiet tone, still waking up himself. Turning to pull a velvet cord which rung a bell outside the bedroom, alerting the servants that the couple was ready for breakfast in bed. Queen Angelica turned toward him, heaving her belly and lying on her back, quite an uncomfortable position nowadays.

“Q..quite well my Prince,” she lied, deciding to spare him the worry of knowing she had gotten near to no sleep. Asking the same to him and getting a more enthusiastic yes. They spent some time wrapped around each other, pecking one another’s lips with gentle, tired kisses. The Prince of course couldn’t keep his hands off her bloated midsection, feeling all around after pulling the sheets just below the bottom curve of her bump. Making small comments at the exaggerated position of their unborn, a childlike wonder on his eyes, one which the Queen enjoyed watching, no matter how uncomfortable her situation had gotten. Soon after a single servant arrived, a young maiden who had just been plucked off the streets for the job. She wore the usual attire, a simple wrap around her breasts and a small loincloth-like bottom, one which was longer down the middle and back than the sides. The servant carried a large platter filled with eggs, fruit, bacon, and other food items which the couple would have free rein over. She bent over the Prince’s side to gently place it along their laps, but made a soft interjection when it found some resistance, his morning erection pushing through the sheets and standing tall before the platter. She pushed once more, though found the same blockage as she nervously looked to the Prince’s face, realizing her mistake. Quickly she managed to maneuver the platter into a new position, her cheeks glowing a hot red at her embarrassment. Almost stuck as she gazed between the couple’s faces, then at the Queen’s exposed breasts, and even more intently at her massive bump which Prince Jamie’s hand remained steadfastly attached to. Eventually she pulled her eyes away, quietly scurrying off, feeling the royal couple’s eyes follow her till she shut the door a bit too hard. The Queen and Prince looked back at each other, taking a moment to process, as if to comment. Queen Angelica started, a somewhat devious smile on her lips as she spoke.

“Look at you..making the servant girl’s heart flutter,” she commented, a soft chuckle following her words. Seeing her husband’s expression remain unsure, almost worried. She lightened the mood by bending in for a kiss, then pushing a small piece of cheese between his lips.

“Don’t worry my love..just make sure she doesn’t end up with a swollen belly in a few months..or do..I wouldn’t really mind..” added the Queen, a more mischievous expression following as she laughed more audibly and smooched her lover once more, seeing he was still stiff.

“Oh c’mon! The food will go cold,” she said playfully.

The Prince slowly dug in, the slight blush leaving his cheeks. He did find the servant girl..quite attractive. But he wanted to ensure his Queen felt worshipped, adored more than anything. Especially as she was bound to give birth to the heir any hour now. They didn’t take long, with how voracious she had gotten with the pregnancy. His hands frequently offering up more to her, egging her on “for the baby.” Watching the juices leak down his arm when she took a bite of a soft fruit, licking up what remained. Ending it all with two tall goblets, one with wine for the Prince, while the other contained regular fruit concentrate for the Queen. Today was set to be a relaxed one, with all of the Queen’s appointments and showings cancelled, save for one. A very important diplomatic talk which could not be delayed. Angelica dreaded having to show up to the event, but eventually did. Dressed in a simple yet very much royal outfit. A light purple wrap for her top, just enough to cover her breasts. And a golden-colored skirt-like piece. Both adorned with the finest of gems to show the queendom’s wealth. Jamie accompanied, frequently watching his beloved as she communicated with the foreign representatives. Feeling his wife’s pain when there was a visible shift in her belly or a dramatic wince that she tried to hide. He couldn’t wait to be alone with her again, in their chambers. His wishes would come true soon enough, and he held the Queen’s hands while she stood, trying to ease the weight on her hips. Making sure to give her frequent kisses and belly rubs, feeling his baby twist and turn, clearly past ready to come out. Both of them nude as before, primed for the royal birth.

“Our baby..it’s almost here isn’t it? Do you think it will be a beautiful little girl or boy?” His eyes were gleaming with anticipation, clearly not weighed down by the pains of labor like his wife. She gazed back at him with a weak smile, starting to sweat from the added heat of labor. She wiped her head and thought quietly, sighing.

“A girl..I think. Though I’d love either.” She responded, eliciting a smile out of Jamie. But before he had time to respond, her eyes fluttered and she let out a strange moan, unlike the somewhat casual ones earlier. A hand immediately went to her belly, clutching it as she laid into Jamie. Neither of them had time to question it before a sudden splash of water popped, rushing down her legs. It coated the Prince’s throbbing erection in fluid, and drenched his legs as well. Both of them momentarily confused as the puddle of water grew between their bodies.

“J..Jamie..my waters..” was all the Queen could mutter, followed by a softer moan. Leaning heavily into her Prince, she looked for comfort.

“O..oh my..my Queen..” Jamie was temporarily stunned, though his instincts and teaching eventually kicked in, rubbing his hands along his expectant wife’s back.

“You’re okay..you’re okay..we’ve got time. Deep breaths my love..I’m here for you,” comforted Jamie, in awe at the beauty of the moment. The fluids drenching his lower body bothered him none, and he looked to make his wife as comfortable as possible as his hands grasped her soft love handles, helping her to stand. They gently swayed for hours, transitioning from standing, to sitting, and back again. As the more intense contractions arrived, Jamie pressed his body behind Queen Angelica. His hands palming her belly, feeling how it pushed out and down with the entrance of the baby into her cervix. They got into a squatting position, with his erection remaining firm and lined up with her sex. Never entering, just hovering against it. The quivering of the Queen’s vagina keeping Jamie erect sending soft waves of pleasure through his body. He shooed off any servants, ensuring this would be a private, intimate affair. Listening to the Queen’s prolonged, low moans and clutching tighter.

“You’re so perfect my Queen..to see you bring our child into this world..it hypnotizes me.” The Queen kept up her constant, rhythmic groans. Trying to stretch for the overdue baby. Its size already overwhelming as it pressed against the exit. Resting against her Prince, feeling him support her along the way. Her low moans changing to occasional, shaky screams as the head began to bulge. The Prince feeling the sensation against his own sex, making sure she was progressing well with a gentle arm rub and kiss to the cheek. Slowly pushed further and further down by the crowning head, the Prince clutched his Queen’s belly. Praying quietly to the goddesses that the birth would progress well. When the head was beginning to exit he placed a hand below, cradling the head, noting how full of hair it was. Tearing up as his Queen cried, bravely pushing. The baby stuck for some time in this position, mucus leaking onto the floor. After more time stretching and some downwards belly rubs by the Prince, the baby’s shoulders began to emerge. Followed by a sudden plop as it fell to the floor, a splash of liquids showing the little one was finally here. Soft crying beginning, its airways being cleared. Both the Prince and Queen a bit dazed, still clutching each other.

“M..my Queen..your heir has finally arrived!” He said in joyous tears, hugging her close. His excited erection pushing upward against the stretched vagina, tangling with the thick umbilical cord. He couldn’t stop kissing her, rubbing the now soft belly, feeling how it remained to show what she had carried but began to sink and loose its firmness. Spending a few moments showing her his love before finally bending down and picking up their baby. Lifting the soaked infant to its mothers chest and checking the sex.

“A little girl!” She exclaimed, kissing the baby and the Prince. Cradling the little one, proclaiming her love. Jamie looking over her shoulder, rubbing the baby’s head.

“Our little Princess,” he muttered, smiling at the one who would be the next Queen.

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