Dorian The Everlasting Ch 04

This is chapter 4 of the series Dorian the Everlasting. I would strongly recommend that you read the previous chapters to enjoy the story fully. This is the first series I am publishing, and this version of chapter 4 is an edit after some feedback on certain issues.

The series is about a noble-born man who receives immortality and becomes a great leader in a culture with Polyamory as a cultural and legal norm in a fantasy medieval setting. The number of wives and concubines is associated with and expected for certain levels of nobility, and much of that will be explored in this chapter. This series will have some narrative elements to help with the world-building and hopefully add to the erotic moments.

Special thanks to

Skiingphotog

for proofreading this chapter.

As I am trying harder to ensure the story remains aligned with the world I am trying to create, as well as the focus on improving writing and grammar quality, the next chapters will take a little longer. But I am fully committed to taking this series as far as possible.

I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 4 - A Matter of Prestige

In Del'Mari culture, concubines were regarded as legitimate members of a lord's household, holding a status that fell between that of a lower-ranked wife and the highest-ranking servant. Their primary duty was to fulfill the carnal desires of their lord. Any children born from these unions were considered legitimate but could only inherit if the children of the lord's wives were no longer eligible. By both tradition and expectation, concubines resided in a separate dwelling within the lord's holdfast.

Legally, concubines could come from any level of the peerage or commoner class. However, incorporating the adult sons or daughters of nobility into a lord's harem brought added prestige due to their higher status. Concubines often served as a form of political currency, with their status and qualities determining the extent to which they could enhance a lord's influence. By offering a concubine, a lord could gain prestige, secure favor, or strengthen diplomatic relations.

For example, if you already had two ducal daughters as wives and sought to take another ducal daughter as a concubine, she would need to be either the child of a concubine herself or the offspring of one of the secondary wives. This distinction ensured the hierarchy of the household remained intact, preserving the elevated status of the primary wives while still allowing noble blood to flow through the ranks of concubinage.

A concubine applicant's ranking was based first on the titles of their

households

, for example

:

Duke, Earl, Baron etc. The second factor was their birth ranking; were they the first, second, third born, etc?

Consequently

to which spouse

were they born -

the first wife, second

,

or third etc. If the head of the household was a woman then this was not taken into consideration, as it would be unclear who the child's father could be. And finally, many lords also considered age important.

In the case of my household, my primary spouse was Arla, the firstborn of the third wife of the late Duke Travian, and my second spouse, Cylvia, the firstborn of his fourth wife. According to custom, any concubine I sought would need to hold a lower rank than Cylvia, the firstborn of a duke's fourth wife. However, because Cylvia is also the heir to Duke Travian's lands and title, her status is elevated to that of a duke's firstborn child. This made even the second-born daughters of a duke culturally acceptable as potential concubines. Whether a duke would allow such an arrangement, however, is another matter entirely.

Now, as the Earl of the most prosperous and prized lands within the Tur'Rok Valley Duchy, I was expected to have at least three wives and four concubines. Yet, with the growing troubles plaguing the duchy, such expectations were far from my mind. However, with my appointment as Duke Regent, the pressure to meet these cultural and hierarchical demands only intensified.

Fortunately my two pregnant wives took it upon themselves to address the matter. By the third week of our stay at Reapers Rock they had already selected half a dozen candidates and invited them to attend the Partook, or Bedding Feast—a unique cultural event where lords or ladies invite prospective concubines to demonstrate their suitability for joining the household.

My time was scarce due to

the rising civil unrest and the ongoing efforts to rebuild the region. Ever resourceful, Arla, the epitome of a dutiful wife, devised a way to get my undivided attention. She knew the only time I would sit down and seriously consider the candidates was if she had my cock in her mouth. I had to admit

...

it was an effective strategy. Amidst the overwhelming pleasure I managed to make note of the women who would attend the feast, aided by my wife's relentless devotion to her task.

Ranked according to status.

#C = birth rank

#W = rank of wife

For example: 4C 2W would be the fourth child of the second wife of the specific Lord or Lady

Cladia De'Rollo - Daughter of Duke Eimon De'Rollo

3C 1W

Hair: Red, wavey

Body: Gifted

Age: 21

Skills: Tutoring, Embroidery, Stewardship

Sonya May'Shire - Daughter of Duke Corlen May'Shire

1C 3W

Hair: Blonde

Body: Athletic

Age: 20

Skills: Sword, Spear, Military Strategy, Tutoring

Katarina May'Shire - Daughter of Duke Corlen May'Shire

2C 4W

Hair: Blonde

Body: Elegant

Age: 19

Skills: Diplomacy, Tutoring

Louisa Ba'Reef - Daughter of Earl Elon Ba'Reef

1C 2W

Hair: Copper

Body: Tall and thin

Age: 20

Skills: Lute, Violin, Piano, Harp, Tutoring

Kimiko Tyr'Shin - Daughter of Countess Cyrell Tyr'Shin

4C

Hair: Black

Body: Athletic

Age: 22

Skills: Espionage, Small Blades, Crossbows, Reconnaissance Tactics

Dianna Dir'Athon - Daughter of Earl Verry Dir'Athon

1C 2W

Hair: Silver (Lion Blood)

Body: Hour-Glass

Age: 20

Skills: Engineering, Tutoring

"Mmm...are these...accurate?" I said, enjoying a particularly stimulating technique my wife was employing.

My wet cock popped from her beautiful mouth before she replied salaciously, "That list is very reliable, I assure you." Then she started licking my base, expecting a follow-up question.

"The skills are interesting. Engineering, strategy, diplomacy...espionage?" I noted the varied skill sets of the candidates.

She looked at me with a slightly irritated expression. "My love, your concubines are more than consorts. They can add substantial value to your house and its ability to govern over your lands, educate your offspring, and gather influence." She said, seemingly disappointed. "You should know this."

I smiled apologetically. With my enhanced mind, I should have easily recalled these details. However, not only was my mind assaulted by the delightful sensation of her exquisite mouth wrapped around my cock

,

I was also calculating the costs of a potential conflict with the crown, the effects of food costs, the threat of invasion from neighboring kingdoms, and Cylvia, who seemed to be carrying the pregnancy harder than expected. "My apologies, my love. Even my great mind struggles to handle too much when faced with the pleasures of your heavenly mouth."

She crooked her eyebrow, "Is that so? We need to finish up then, so you might operate with less distraction." She said teasingly as she stood up and disrobed, revealing her naked, ageless, and very pregnant body. Her smooth, pale skin was without blemish, and her large breasts, even larger now from the pregnancy, sat full and firm above her ever-expanding belly. My manhood

pulsed

at the sight of her. She smiled, noticing my increased ardor, "I love watching you get hard for me."

I chuckled, "How can I not be rock hard for you? Seeing your fertile body, already carrying the fruit of my seed. Your beautiful breasts are big and full, ready to feed our babies!"

She smiled

;

without

needing any

abilities it was clear to both of us very early on that she

was

carrying twins

- a

boy and a girl. She stroked her full belly, "Your seed is so powerful, my love. The twins are so strong, so full of life. I am sure they will be lion born!"

I placed my hand on her stomach, sensing my son and daughter inside her. I raised my hand and cupped her large, full breast, "You are so beautiful."

She moaned, "Gods, I love it when you touch me."

I massaged her ripe tit as she leaned into my hand, my other finding wet pussy where I gently massaged her folds.

She squirmed, "I need your cock!" She turned around and lowered herself,

guiding my cock

to her waiting hole. She sat down slowly as my thick shaft penetrated her wet cunt with ease.

"Oh fuck, my love! It always feels so good." She moaned as she leaned back into me as I eased back into the leather wingback chair.

"You take me so well, my love! I love the feel of your hot wet quim on my cock!" I said as I wrapped my hands under her knees, spreading her legs wide as I started to roll my hips, thrusting into her with a slow steady rhythm. She moaned and quivered slightly as some of her hot nectar ran down my shaft and balls.

Her breathing intensified as pleasure was building up inside of her, "Any...other...questions...about the...list...of...potential...concubines?" She whimpered.

"All the applicants make sense to me. Their ranks, qualities, and the associated prestige align with my thoughts on each house's intentions. Houses Ba'Reef, Dir'Athon and Tyr'Shin are

currying

favor with their new Duke

Regent

. This is typical and expected. House May'Shire is obviously playing a strong hand with two high-ranking ducal daughters. It's not strong enough for an alliance but most certainly a defense pact or agreed on mutual economic support. Wouldn't you agree?"

She moaned, her head resting on my shoulder as I gently fucked her, "Yes, my love. Those were...my observations as well." She stroked my hair, "Was there a question...in that statement?"

My cock spread her cunt wide as she took me fully with each rhythmic downstroke of our fucking, "Duke De'Rollo has offered his third-born child. A young woman who is known for her beauty, even here in the south. Why offer her as a concubine? Why is she not married?"

"Mmmmm, I do not know. The decision is perplexing, and...I...oh fuck...."

I felt her pussy massage my shaft as it spasmed, "That's it! Cum for me. Cum on my cock." I whispered into her ear.

Her body locked up and became rigid for the few moments of her climax. Her hot juice flowed over me, drenching my manhood and sack with her essence, "My husband...you...fuck I love you!"

"I love you, my dear." I whispered as she rode out her climax

for

a few brief moments.

She sighed as the climax ended, "Where was I...oh...I don't know my love. We are making subtle inquiries, but we might only know when the Duke arrives."

I restarted my thrusts, "It is intriguing. My only guess is that he seeks an alliance, but surely a marriage would be more appropriate for such a high ranking beauty."

She moaned, "It is a mystery." She turned to me, stroking my long hair. "How close are you, my love? I want you to fill me with your seed."

"Your pussy feels good tonight, it won't take long," I said, increasing the speed of my thrusts.

"Only tonight?" she said salaciously.

I chuckled, "Especially tonight. Besides the De'Rollo girl, any you recommend?"

"Ahhh." She moaned before answering, "Honestly, I think you should take them all."

My eyebrows rose, "All six of them?"

She shrugged, "Why not? You are the lord...ugh...of a wealthy house, ugh...and these concubines are all...ugh...high value. You would be...ugh...ingratiating yourself with...ugh... two dukes and three earls. Ahhh...they would all be...ahh...great additions...ahh...to your house....ahhh...hold."

Her

counsel

was labored as I started to fuck her with

vigor

. The large mirror opposite us showed her stretched and juicing cunt being pounded by my thick shaft. Her large breasts bounced enticingly while her pregnant belly was held perfectly still by her thighs that I held high and wide.

"You made your point, I agree," I said before thrusting into her.

"Oh fuck...yes, harder, please." She begged.

"With six new pussies in the castle, will you get jealous?" I teased as I continued to fuck her.

"Oh fuck...would that turn you on...to see me jealous?" She shot back. Oh, how I loved this woman.

"It would...ugh...depend," I said in between my powerful thrusts. My soaked balls swinging up to slap her clit with each thrust.

"Ahhh...depend...ugh...on what?" She panted and moaned, my thrusts threatening her witty concentration.

"What...would you...do...to retain...my...attention!" I grunted, my pleasure peaking.

"I would...mmm...push you...mmm...into the...ahhh...dark corners...mmm...of the castle...and suck...your cock...mm...so good...I would...fuck you...anywhere you wanted...I would...let you...mmm...fuck me...in any...hole...you wanted...ahhhh." Her filthy promises were cut off as her cunt shuddered and flooded with juices. Her body shuddered as she exclaimed, "Oh gods yes, fuck it is so goooo...ahhh...mmm".

"Oh fuck! You look so beautiful, cumming on my cock!" Watching her climax was so arousing I let my own climax erupt into her, filling her womb with my cum. If she wasn't already pregnant, we surely would have made another baby at that moment. My prodigious load of seed overflowed and squirted out of her stretched quim, dribbling down my shaft and balls.

I

spasmed with each exquisite twitch of my cock.

"Oh gods yes! I can feel it, overflowing in my womb. Your powerful seed, bathing my womb with life." She crooned.

We looked at each other in the mirror, our climaxed lovemaking on full display. Her large blue eyes pierced my soul.

"You are my first, my true love. Even with a hundred of the highest-value concubines, my cock will never know a different home than your tight cunt!" I declared as our eyes connected and spoke only of love and loyalty.

In the months that followed our efforts were devoted to various projects across the duchy. Several castles and infrastructure required restoration in the wake of recent rebellions. The violent confrontations we experienced were anomalies in the history of the To'Ruk Valley Duchy. As the continent's breadbasket our lands served as a crucial food source for many nations, which had traditionally ensured mutual protection. However, the collapse of royal authority within the kingdom and the misguided actions of certain opportunistic nobles led to these rare instances of violence in To'Ruk.

These events fundamentally altered long-held beliefs, which had been solidified by decades of peace. During the week of my wedding to Cylvia all the attending lords joined me in a conference to discuss the issues at hand. It became clear that the valley's neglected defenses required urgent attention; mere repairs were insufficient. We needed to prioritize securing our borders and ensuring the

Duchy's

capability to repel invaders threatening our homes, infrastructure, and crops. Fortifying the Gleaming Pass

and

reinforcing the bridges crossing the Indroval River

was of utmost importance

. Additionally, restoring existing forts along the

southern

,

western

, and

eastern borders

, along with ensuring they had adequate garrisons, was

equally

imperative.

This need for enhanced military presence raised the question of soldiers. At the conference it was unanimously decided that each Baron would maintain a standing force of at least two hundred men-at-arms, while earls would be required to keep a minimum of one thousand. The

Ducal

seat would retain twice that number, supplemented by an additional two hundred from House Tyr'Shal, which, notably, was not permitted to have a standing military force.

As winter approached the northern mountain passes would soon be blanketed in snow, providing the valley with temporary security against large-scale incursions. The tumultuous summer of war and betrayal transitioned into a cold conflict, with each faction gathering strength and forming alliances. In light of the Queen's violent actions against her own people I sent word to the other southern Dukes, seeking discussions on how to address the ongoing crisis.

However our focus was not solely on war. We also discussed a long-term civil project aimed at establishing proper roadways within the duchy. Currently the roads connecting the counties were little more than cleared dirt tracks, barely wide enough for wagons to pass. Our goal was to implement a more sustainable vision for the realm, emphasizing reliability, durability, and increased capacity. We planned to enlist Firoan engineers from the southern realms, where the descendants of the original builders have maintained centuries-old roadways and highways.

In addition to the needs of the land

,

and its people, there were pressing matters concerning House Tor'Riken. The urgent repairs to Harvest Hall and the surrounding town were our highest priority, with completion expected before the spring thaw. Furthermore I communicated with friendly duchies and earldoms regarding my search for a third, and possibly a fourth, wife—a requirement that had been raised during the vassal conference by many present.

There was also the matter of the Bedding Feast that was set to occur

in

late Spring. It was argued that for such an occasion the variable "assets" of the applicants would need to be properly displayed. Doing so in the colder months would not allow the applicants to wear the rapturous attire such an event required. That pleased me well enough as it allowed me the entire Autumn, Winter and most of Spring to dedicate my free time to my two beautiful wives before I was positively swimming in female company.

Every night I alternated between Arla and

Cylvia. Even

as their bellies swelled from the growing life within it did not halt our ardor for each other. Every night I filled one of my wives with my seed, dined on their exquisite quims and allowed them to worship my cock with their greedy mouths.

By the early Spring my strong and resolute Arla gave birth to the twins, a boy and a girl, both pale-eyed and silver-haired. Indeed Arla had proven herself a fruitful and diligent first wife, giving me five healthy lion-born children. In honor of the special outcome we named them Aiden and Nadia.

A few months later my precious Cylvia gave birth to her own lion, a son we named Lorell, after her deceased brother. The succession of the Duchy was now secure with an heir born to house Tur'Ael. My regency of the Duchy would officially end when Lorell came of age in eighteen years.

The pregnancy had been hard on my delicate young wife.

Our

first night together after the birth took some time

to make happen...

I gave her time to recover, but after several weeks, I requested her to meet me in my chambers. When she did, she was apprehensive and did not want to remove her gown.

"What is it Cylvie? Why do you hide yourself from me?" I asked, hurt by her hesitation—something she had not had since our wedding night.

"I don't want to show you." She said sadly.