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Mirina did wonder whether the fighting would always be necessary. It happened to be the case here, but maybe it would be different in other circumstances. It was only a moment before they were rejoined, by a dressed Maxim, Sarnia behind behind him. Maxim kept his expression blank, while Sarnia looked quite pleased. She stepped ahead and stood between the others and the camp. “Alight, now that we have reached this point. Any of you have questions, might as well answer them. We’re going to probably be together for a while. With an ‘army’ of my people. So you might as well get to know us. Can’t promise I will answer everything, there are some things we keep to ourselves. But I will answer what I can.” Maxim hoped this would be a more pleasant conversation, talking about the Lanarin as a people, rather than Sarnia specifically.

There was the old issue. What, if anything Mirina wanted. There was probably nothing. Especially nothing that could be done in the few minutes that it would likely take for them to finish. Mirina was sure Maxim would just do what he needed to here, less focused on pleasing Sarnia. Though maybe that would be good enough for her. It was just open field around them, other than the camp in the distance. A few figures moved around. Mirina an observation, rather than answer a question that was going to get the same answer as before. "...The prince wishes to bring these women back to the town. At least temporarily replace our lost women. The men may not get what they expect." No wives here. At least some may pleased by what they had found, others might get more than they expected.

There was probably some sort of plan. That was what Mirina thought at least. It would probably work out. But now Anahel had conflicting priorities to work out. To help Maxim in his war and also to give him one or children. Her mind was still in a state to not be too concerned, except that she wanted her mistress to feel better. ”What do you wish to do now? Wait here until they are done?” It was probably dangerous to wander into the Lanarin camp, without either Sarnia or the older woman. Though the two of them were not likely to take much longer than Maxim and Anahel did. Sarnia was looking to mate, not make love.

Mirina was sure the children would be different, but she had no idea in what way. Which they would be closer to. She could imagine the differences between if they had boys and/or girls though. Any princess born from Anahel would be sought by nearly every royal family in the world as a bride, a son being the sort of king that would not soon be forgotten. Did she look different? “Your halo is not quite as bright as it used to be.” That was the obvious change. She considered the rest of what her mistress said. “If you still have a connection to the god or gods that sent you. You should ask for clarity, if they will give it to you.” No human could guess with any certainty what was going to happen to her as this continued. If she asked soon enough, she might get an answer.

Could they have children? That was an interesting question, human and angel. Human was another question too. But Sarnia at least probably already knew the answer. If such a pair could have children, Sarnia would not be the first. “A child of human and Angel will probably have long ends told of them for years.” If they could have children, they would probably be considered a holy family. Their children being more than human. “Even the Vanorian emperor might be worried about a child of the prince and an Angel.” It would not be long before he heard about Anahel fighting for Maxim. Later finding out she was his wife and mother of his children would probably be worse.

Mirina decided not to say anything about the chance of both her mistress and Sarnia being mothers of Maxim’s children. She was sure Maxim would not try with Sarnia, but there was always a chance, especially if it kept happening. That would just bother her. “He asked you to be his wife?” The two of them had started to plan that sort of thing. But Mirina doubted her mistress would say that at this point, unless the offer was already made.

As they approached Sarnia was already undressed, Mirina still standing where she had been, not paying attention to the woman. Sarnia smiled at the girl who had become a rival, serious one, but not something to get violent over. No they would compete differently. But she spoke to Maxim. “Know how to keep a girl waiting.” She dropped to her hands and knees, gesturing Maxim to take her as Mirina turned and followed Anahel away. ”It’s not her fault, mistress. She is an animal that feels the need to breed.” She did not say it insultingly. Sarnia simply did remind her of the animals back home, but one that could think and speak on a human level. “She does not think of these like we do. The prince is her mate, not lover or husband. Though I do not know if Lanarin only have one mate for life, or if this is temporary.” She was sure they would learn much more about such things over time.

Maxim noticed the slight shift, especially in the halo light. That was a little worrying. While he cared about Anahel, her power was a key to winning this war. He had to hope it did not weaken too much. But there also was not time to talk about it right now. Eventually he reluctantly got up, pulling out. “Probably should not keep her waiting much longer. Get this over with. You can stay here of course, if you want.” He would not blame Anahel if she did not want to watch him and Sarnia mate. Mating was probably the best way to think about this one, sex for sex sake. Pleasant enough, but not like what he just did.

It only took a moment longer. Going at that pace it came quick, he felt it all come out, quite a bit of it too. He took a few deep breaths, looking down at Anahel as he did. He could not wait long, but he took a moment to linger while still feeling the aftermath of the pleasure. She would not be his officially for a while still. But things had changed between them, and in many ways he would act as if she was.

Max8m was sure this was getting more like it would be with Sarnia in pace, if not position. He did not was Anahel to feel jealous, that he might please the other girl more. Tried not to think of what might happen if she had an illegitimate child of his in the process. What ever happened with that girl, it would be different with Anahel. She was the one who would be at his side. She would not officially be his wife for much of the war. Not until his kingdom was restored. When the war moved on to the invasion of Vanoria, she would be his queen at that point, but that was still a ways off. For now though, he was focused on what he was doing. To see and hear this angel’s pleasure. It would not be too much longer. He only went harder as it got closer, curious to see exactly how she would react. His first time seeing a woman in such pleasure.

Maxim had been feeling a growing desire to do so. It felt strange to do something like this to an angel. In a sense making her a little less pure, but in another a blessing for him. This was something you only heard about in stories. He went harder, he went faster. Out of desire, and duty. It felt good, but it was also a chance to do what he needed to, war or not, he would start trying to create an heir now. It would probably take time and numerous tries, but he would start now. The desire to give her his child was an extra motivation, he went even harder and faster as he imagined it. He grunted as he went, it felt so much better like this.

Maxim was sure they were being watched, but ignored it. Anahel and her rival of sorts was going to complicate things. He had to wonder if she would really be satisfied with just one time. Though the instinct issue would probably only be a one time thing. He trusted Anahel not to make it too difficult though. He continued at the pace as Anahel recommended. “…It’s good…”. He acknowledged as they continued. He had not expected it to feel this good. He wanted to make this as good as he could for Anahel. Taking a little time, but knowing he might have to make it more intense soon, to be a little faster, make sure they could finish without being interrupted.

Maxim had no idea how experienced Anahel was. He assumed not as an angel, but maybe more so in her prior life. He had none, though he had the basic idea of what to do. As he finished undressing, he looked over the angelic figure, beautiful in a way different from Sarnia, more developed, but also more wild. He had no regret doing Anahel first. They did not really have time for foreplay. He reached down, guided himself to her entrance, pausing for a second. “I’m going in. Tell me how you want it, I have not done this before.” He pushed in as he speaking. It felt good, he had no idea if was partially due to her being an Angel or not. He went at a steady but fairly slow pace.

There was nothing wrong with this. It was not the circumstance he had expected either, but his life had gone rather differently and his wife to be was very different than expected. He nodded. He was not actually sure would be exactly the same as a human woman where it mattered, but he would find out soon. “This will be quicker than I would like. But it won’t make the later night less special. We can probably only do it once, I will let you choose how to do it.” He began undressing, as he waited for Anahel to do the same and choose a position.

If there was more time he might have suggested doing something with Anahel first. Though there was the question if she wanted to wait until the wedding night or not. Not knowing anything of what she did with Mirina, he would not be surprised if Anahel wanted something purer. Well, it only right to ask. “…If you do not want to wait. If you do not mind something shorter. We can do something first.” It would make a statement too to Sarnia, put Anahel in a stronger position in the two girls fight over him. Even if it was a one time thing, there might be lingering tension between them. This might at least make Anahel feel a little better. Even that he offered, whether or not she accepted.

Maxim stepped forward kissed her affectionately but it was not especially long there was another issue they had to figure out of course. After it was over he stepped back. “It will not be official for a while. The ceremony will happen along with my coronation.” He was not asking to stop fighting. He was asking her to become something more, become his. The agreement was made. She was his wife to be, but the marriage would come after his kingdom was regained. But now there was a difficult issue to resolve. “The immediate issue is what to do about her.” He looked back to Sarnia. “I understand why this makes you uncomfortable. I do not want to hurt you. But there looks like only one solution.” The Lanarin was certainly beautiful, he was sure he would enjoy it physically, though he was not eager to do anything that Anahel would be bothered by.

Did Anahel remember more of her old life? It sounded like an unfortunate one, if she did. He had to hope she could, if she could not, other options would be considered but they would find that out later. While it was dangerous to not have an heir during this war, that was something to focus on afterwards. “Then I will ask you now. Not to be my weapon against Vanoria, symbol of the gods’ approval of my war. I ask you to become my wife and queen.” Anahel was much better than any foreign princess. To marry an angel, that would get everyone’s attention. And he did want her, she was beautiful, pure. Any other marriage was likely to be loveless, there was the possibility for more here. Anahel already admitted her love and desire to remain with him. He was sure she would say yes, but it was still right to ask the question officially, and get her to say yes officially.

That was dangerous. Hopefully it did not cause the favor given to him to be taken away and be punished for it. Maxim could only hope this was the intention all along, that the gods knew this would happen and wanted it to happen. There was one other big question though. A question he had to consider as royalty, though it would have been on his mind anyway. “You are an Angel, I am a human. I will be a king someday. After that happens, do you believe, or do you know if you would be able to have my children?” That was the biggest question. If she said yes, or confident in the possibility, he knew what he would do. If she said no, he might still do the same but things would become more complicated later.

It both was and was not a surprise. Mirina was pleased, even if it did not show. Though she could understand Anahel might have wished to tell him under other circumstances. Maxim stood, pulling Anahel up with him. “Can you restrain yourself a little longer, Sarnia?” Sarnia grunted as she tried to keep her thoughts. “For a little while. But I cannot promise especially long. I can give you two a little time.” She understood what Maxim wanted, at least to an extent. She would try to give it to him. Maxim took Anahel’s hand and led her a little way off, still in sight of the other two, but out of hearing range. Probably. He did not know how a Lanarin’s hearing compared to humans. He was going to make things right here. But had to figure out how this would change things. “Thank you. Your feelings mean a lot to me. But what are your plans now? After this war is over, will the gods call you back?” There were a few big questions he needed answers to. Depending on what they were, he had a plan.

Sarnia could not understand human courtship, did not understand why this girl was being so stubborn and insisting on delaying it. She growled in frustration. “…Look, I’m not playing a game, not making this up. I’m not like humans, or whatever you are. I need him, and only he can satisfy me right now. This isn’t something that will just go away. I can’t promise I won’t go…wild…if you insist on denying me. So if you are so bothered by this, what are you going to do?” She was not going to transform or anything like that. Not physically. But her mind, that might turn into something like an animal’s, if she had to wait too long. It was an instinct that would grow stronger and stronger, until she satisfied herself.

“No words?” Sarnia responded, stepping closer. Anahel could probably see it in her eyes. This was no human lust, she was an animal in heat now. No one could satisfy her but Maxim. “I can see it in you as well. Should I tell him? Wouldn’t that be easier?” Even Maxim had to be starting to understand by now. This was not an Angel protecting his purity. They were two women fighting over the same man. If Anahel did not want him marrying some random princess, she had to take a step first. Become a little more human. Become a real woman again, not just a figure in a feminine shape. Though even then, dealing with Sarnia’s heat would not be easy, if Anahel truly opposed it.

Maxim was getting rather surprised how Anahel was behaving. Less like an angel. More like a human woman. Was it her and the gods' beliefs that caused this reaction, or something else. "I certainly have to wait to get married. I won't be in a position to get married until my kingdom is restored and I am officially king." He was expecting to marry some foreign princess. He needed to be in a much stronger position for them to accept him, unless he wanted to be a pawn of a foreign king. "I did not expect this result. Though looking back, I should probably have expected it...it actually is a sort of alliance making I was expecting to make later, though in other circumstances." To make an alliance with whatever kingdom the princess he married belonged to, the signing of the treaty would in a sense happen in the bedroom. He was not given the chance to answer how much he might or might not want to though. "You are not his woman, you said." Sarnia teased, pushed the issue. "Like I said, this is instinct. My desire for him is continually growing stronger. My body may force me to act soon. Why are you bothered by this? He can have his eventual wife later, I only desire him once. Is there anything that would make you approve?" To compete with another woman for a mate, that was something Sarnia understood as well. If that was what Anahel was doing, she would make it into a proper competition. Anahel would not stop this easily.

Mirina's farm girl experience and watching other animals in the field gave her the insight to figure it out. "The Lanarin seem to consider a fight like that a mating ritual." She calmly explained to her mistress. But what were the details of this. That was something this girl, Sarnia, had to explain. "Your friend gets it." Sarnia continued, amused by the Angel's jealousy. Did she have desires she had not admitted? "It's our way. The boy needs to mate with me soon. He proved he was good enough. I want it. Soon I will need it. It is just a one time thing though. We do not make...attachments the way humans do." This was not a long term thing. Not love. She just needed Maxim to have sex with her one time, and soon. Of course it might happen again, if she traveled with them, but prince or not, she had desire to be any man's wife. She just wanted pleasure right now, would not mind to have his child, but that was unlikely and not the main goal. Pleasure and procreation. That was what sex was to Lanarin. Family was more complicated.

Ashley was practically limp by the time it was over. Overwhelmed by things she had not felt before. Eyes glazed over, almost in a trance. "Good girl. Ashley may not be paying much attention. But you should give her something to watch. Show her how to please a 'man'." She stood up, walked over. "Go on show me how much you want it, how bad you want it." She waited for Anya to get back into position. She was the 'master'. But this was Anya's reward, the girl did a good job and Aileen intended to reward her properly. Give the slut exactly what she had been craving.

"Well then, you won't be bothered by him claiming his prize. Sarnia, is the name, by the way." She was beginning to look a little excited, agitated. "You beat me like a carnivore, taking his prey. You are starting to understand us. You should also understand, what you just won. A male proving his strength to a woman." The pieces were starting to fall into place for Maxim. The Lanarin culture had aspects that clearly imitated animals. They were 'wild women'. He was not only trying to win allies. He was proving to this particular he was strong enough to be worthy of something more personal with her, Now that he had proven it she wanted it. "You have the look, you are beginning to understand. If you keep me waiting much longer, I will get rather...frustrated. We have certain instincts humans do not. That we can not easily resist. Your two companions should not be bothered by it. They can watch if they want. I do not need privacy for this." Did the two women understand? It looked like the human might, Sarnia was not so sure about the angel though.