Vaid Empire: Conquest
is a massive fantasy series that aims to mix
erotica
with the quality of a published novel. New chapters and artwork are released every month for free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access on the official Vaid Empire Website. The Series focuses heavily on worldbuilding, story, and characters.
The world of Ayphieal is shattered and chaotic, with kingdoms and tribes of six distinctive races vying for territory amongst themselves. It is only when a young human warrior finally pushes back against the chaos that the world begins to shift towards order.
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12th of Twic, 15 AVE.
Kingdom of Harin, Nighri.
Cendra used a finger to stir the dark liquid in her cup as she studied the bustling port below. High atop Nighri's stronghold, the window of her personal quarters stretched from ceiling to floor, granting her an optimal view as workers hurried about their business.
She took a long sip before folding her arms beneath her perky breasts. She felt the soft black silk of her nearly transparent robe. Standing before the window, she could only smirk with excitement as she watched dozens of ships preparing for war. One of those vessels would soon await her command, she knew, yet which one?
Legion soldiers guarded the port. They stood in formation and inspected cargo, while others prepared their ships for departure. An ordinary human would've been required to strain to make out any individual at such a distance, yet Cendra quickly found Clin without effort. She watched as he commanded the organized chaos of the port, granting orders and inspecting manifests. The sight of him brought a flutter of guilt to her chest. When was the last time they had spoken? Yesterday? Two days ago?
Near him, she saw Irith watching over Cliax as he played with Arinax and Zela. Though Nafalya would have been content to assist her mother with the children any other day, she now stood with Hesin near the edge of the crowds, mirroring her master's stance. Cendra watched her sister giggle as Hesin whispered something into her ear.
Cendra placed her cup upon a short table. Beside it sat a long lounge cushion, and she eased onto her back. As the thin cushion was parallel to the window, she was required to turn her head to continue peering through the glass. She allowed her robe to fall open, letting her left leg dangle over the edge until her foot touched the floor. Thighs apart, she ran a finger up and down the length of her abdomen, biting her lip as she watched the port.
A tingle of excitement coursed through her. Soon, she'd claim a city by her own command. Soon, she'd have a chance to earn true glory. Soon, she'd make The God Emperor proud.
Exploring, the finger searched her body, running over her soft skin until she began to caress herself fully. What a shift she had experienced upon learning of her upcoming duties. She had been drowning, falling, losing control, only to be presented with the very opportunity she had craved.
She savored the softness of her own skin, fingers sliding downward before narrowly avoiding the treasure between her legs. It was undeniable just how...
alluring
she felt lately. Her hands moved over her hips, feeling her feminine curves. The weakness of the past months would soon be redeemed, and she couldn't help but part her lips with a heavy breath as she grasped her breasts.
Squeezing gently, she felt her own perky mounds, banishing a hint of fear. The God Emperor's firstborn was a warrior, a being of worth. What could she possibly fear?
A thumb brushed against her hard nipple, feeling the truth of her arousal. It began to circle as her other hand crept down her toned abdomen, feeling a growing wetness between her parted thighs.
"
Father, I'll earn your pride,"
she thought as her fingers lightly slid over her lower lips. Slowly dragging up and down between her legs, her fingers took as much time as she pleased to simply trace the outside of her delicate pink labia. Able to smell her own sweet pheromones, she lifted her hand to watch a string of slick royal juices hanging between two spread fingers.
Turning her head once more, she studied the waiting ships through the towering window as she lightly massaged her clit. She eased into her pleasure, circling her sensitive bud slowly until it nearly throbbed. Which one awaited her? Which ship would carry her to victory? A breath became a moan.
For a moment, Cendra thought back to Vixin's gift, annoyed that she regretted rejecting the vibshir. Her loins tingled as she slid a finger inside to prod her royal depths. A second joined, pushing into her tight embrace as she slid them in and out. The thought of the vibrating slug was thrust aside, knowing she'd rather throw herself from the window than return to her sister for such a request.
A tingle of awareness touched her as she sensed her father nearby, feeling his power radiating openly. The God Emperor approached.
Her fingers increased their pace, closing her eyes. She did little to conceal her pleasure from him, arching her back as she steadily built towards her climax. Anticipation peaked when she clenched her lithe muscles, body quivering as she finished.
It came as no surprise when, a moment after she regained her composure, a knock thumped at the door. She sensed him, a bursting sun of power just outside. Her senses somewhat dampened as she opened her eyes, seeing little more than an ordinary door. It opened without her command, allowing her father to enter with slow, methodical steps.
"My flower," his deep voice rippled through the chamber, smirking with amusement as he watched her fingers hesitate. "By all means, continue."
Her chest fluttered, uncertain for only a moment before mirroring his smirk. Fingers resuming, she did nothing to conceal herself as he approached. Her top half lifted momentarily as he moved to sit down upon the long cushion before she placed her head in his lap. "Are you certain I should-"
He cut her off with a nod, gazing down to observe her masturbation. Evidence of her growing needs came with each soft sound of her sliding fingers, allowing his keen ears to hear just how wet she had become. "I'll do nothing to prevent my offspring from satisfying herself. Go on."
Head in his lap, she couldn't help but blush at being so close to him. Her pregnancy had placed a noticeable distance between them that had been torturous. He hadn't abandoned her, she had reminded herself constantly, yet gone were the days of their secret dalliances. Now that he was here, however...
"
Ooohhh
..." Cendra moaned as she attempted to grant him a pleasing display.
Though arousal shown clearly in his gaze, he caressed her cheek as his lips thinned. "The moment approaches when you'll set sail, child."
She had expected to sense pride within him yet found only a void as he concealed his thoughts. The mere warmth of his hand was all that prevented her from tumbling over the edge of doubt. "Kisrin will submit to my will or burn. You have my word, father."
"Pleasing words, yet they'll turn to ash if we're premature," he said as his finger traced her pretty chin.
Her fingers slowed, arousal mixing with trepidation as she massaged her clit. "Premature? I'm ready, father. If you'll grant me this chance, I'll-"
"So you say. So
Irith
says. We shall see." His eyes wandered down to her fingers, observing each subtle twitch of her body.
His hard tone stirred a hint of panic within her. Did he truly doubt her? She slowly rolled onto her belly, sliding her hand up his thigh. "You've yet to see what I'm truly capable of. You named Vixin as The Goddess of Fertility simply for spreading her legs. You'll name me The Goddess of War before I'm done with Kisrin."
Dominax watched as she slowly opened the groin slit of his one-suit. Her eyes nearly sparkled as his manhood emerged, already hardening at the sight of her. "Pride and arrogance are your birthright as a superior being, yet never allow them to blind you to the dangers you'll face. I did not sire a fool."
She survived the sting of his words, using her approaching opportunity like a shield. "
You shall see,"
she thought to herself as her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, feeling his thick girth. A deep longing to feel him after so long overshadowed any shame she felt as her tongue gently ran up his shaft. "
Please...let me be victorious..."
His manhood tingled with each sensual lick, moving from the base of his cock to its tip each time. She took in the alluring scent of her father as she felt her loins beginning to throb in response. Her pussy craved to feel him inside once more.
Lust crept into his hard expression as her tongue slowly circled his tip. He watched her hand sneak downward, returning between her own thighs as she lightly humped against her palm. He felt the softness of his daughter's lips as she took him inside, beginning to suck.
The familiar taste of him sent tingling bursts through her loins, pressing harder against her hand. Inexperience nearly caused her to gag on his girth, forcing her to proceed cautiously as her head slowly bobbed up and down.
It was a simple thing to sense her desires pulsating through the fabric of reality. A smirk formed as he savored her mouth, only to fall away as he peered through the window at the waiting ships. He slowly guided her head to lift, allowing his cock to leave her lips as he peered down. "Rise."
Wordlessly obeying his command, she felt a tingle of doubt before he claimed her place upon the cushion, lying upon his back. Taking her hand, he guided her to straddle his waist, pressing his hardened cock against her midriff. The sensation of her own warm saliva coating his manhood sent a chill down her spin as her body ached for his touch.
Cendra allowed the thin robe to fall away, revealing herself fully as she felt his one-suit against her parted thighs. Longing to feel his skin against hers, she savored every second as she held his bare cock against her toned belly. "Father...if we do this once more..."
Dominax cut her off with a nod. "We overstepped. Your next child shall be sired at a time of your own choosing. For now, I'd merely feel my firstborn before sending her into danger."
A nervous breath escaped her, knowing the danger as she lifted to press his tip against her womanhood. Her instincts tingled, flaring to consume her as she slowly lowered herself. Pink labia parted as a deep moan of incestuous satisfaction eased from her lips, feeling her father's cock sliding into her tight depths.
She could feel every detail of his manhood, holding him tightly inside before she dared to move. When he took her hands in his, she gladly eased onto her stomach atop him. His touch explored her curves, moving down to hold her rump as she made slow, intimate grinding motions with her hips.
