A/N - this story contains incestuous themes, it is purely fiction. If this offends you, please do not read. All characters are at least 18.
It's a continuation of "My Mother, My Queen", if you haven't read it please do as it is meant to be read in sequence.
I took a different approach with this chapter as I wanted to explore different themes, so please comment and let me know your thoughts.
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The wedding day had been perfect! The country had gathered outside the church to witness the ceremony which would change the country's future, nobels from neighboring countries had arrived to wish the new King and Queen well, and after long hours Zenobia's ladies had finally taken her to the King's chambers as it was time for the official consummation. James sat, waiting impatiently for the signal when he could join his wife, he wondered how his wife was being prepared for him.
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Zenobia sat in the bath as her maid washed her hair. She couldn't help but reflect on the first time she had sat in this same bath, preparing for her husband. Then she'd been a virgin, worried about the future and anxious about the marriage bed. Today she knew what to expect, she was still anxious. Although in a different way then she had been 19 years ago.
She knew how much James loved her and she especially knew how much he enjoyed her body. Just thinking about the nights spent with him made her blush. So she wasn't worried about that. She was also no longer a virgin, so she wasn't worried about that pain, which had been one of her sources of anxiety the first time she had been married.
But the King and Queen's wedding was not complete until the official consummation of the marriage, which was always done in front of witnesses. 5 men and 5 women of their most senior members of court would be present as James and Zenobia consummate the marriage for the first time as husband and wife.
Zenobia sighed as she stepped out of the bath. Having experienced wonderfully passionate nights with James, she knew tonight would be a disappointment. A joining only for the benefit of the witnesses.
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Finally James got the signal that it was time to go upstairs. It felt like he'd been waiting forever! He wanted to run up to his room, he was so excited, but he was King now, and that required a certain degree of restraint.
So he forced himself to take measured steps, 5 of his most senior court members accompanying him. They parted ways as he went to the dressing room and the gentlemen to the bedroom, where they would wait for the King.
Green, his Valet was already ready to help him get changed. James quickly washed his face, put on his robe and headed towards the bedroom. It would have been better to take a bath and get cleaned up but he was in no mood to waste anymore time.
When he entered his room, the first thing he saw were the people standing around the bed, at a distance. Then he saw his mother, his wife, lying in the middle of his bed. The sheets pulled up to her chest, her hair fanning out on his pillow, and her cheeks rosy.
She was enchanting. And he was aroused.
He felt himself hardening at the sight of her, and he knew she was aware of his arousal as well, since her eyes fell to his cock, tenting his robe. Instead of joining her in the bed, James reached down and pulled his cock out. Not caring a bit that there was an audience present.
Zenobia licked her lips as she watched him working his hand up and down the shaft, her own arousal increasing. He used the precum leaking from the tip to lubricate and slowly walked up to the bed. She continued to watch him masturbate, not quite sure what to do.
So focused she was on the hypnotic movement of his hand, she was startled when he jerked off the sheet covering her. He took in the sight of her in the white nightgown, and he was glad her maid had chosen a white nightgown fit for a bride.
When she'd refused to wear a white wedding gown, as she was no longer a virgin, he'd been a bit distraught. He'd hoped to see his bride in the traditional wedding gown but he had to admit, this was much better. She looked like a lascivious virgin. And he would enjoy sullying her.
Filled with excitement, James quickly disrobed and climbed the bed. It was normally custom for the couple to be under the sheet, to get the process over as quickly as possible, but did not care if others watched. In fact he wanted everyone present to watch him claim his mother, in the most primal way. He pulled the bottom of the gown up to her hips and saw that she was already slightly wet.
"She's as excited as I am" He thought proudly.
Shy Zenobia tried to close her legs so as to avoid exposing her shame to everyone in the room but James roughly pulled her legs further apart, effectively displaying her wet pussy to the whole room.
He then took a pillow next to her head and placed it under her hips, then finally situated himself between her legs. He slowly rubbed his shaft across her mound, coating the head with her juices and hitting her clit with every upward swipe, causing Zenobia to grow even more excited and grow wetter.
Zenobia tried to hide her excitement and control her panting breaths but it was no use. Somehow being defiled by her own son in front of so many people was making her aroused beyond comprehension.
James continued to rub her cock on her, not entering yet for some reason, he roughly pulled her neckline down below her breasts. He palmed her breasts, kneading them playing delicately with the already hardened nipples, pinching and pulling them. It was a fine balance of tender and rough, afterall in the past few months James had learned what made his mother tick. She may not admit it but he knew she liked to be handled roughly, especially her breasts.
She was beyond control now, openly moaning and moving her hips, trying to get his cock inside her dripping pussy. She was close, she could feel it, the atmosphere, the tension, the teasing, the audience, all of it combined together to push her closer and closer to the edge. But she needed what James apparently refused to give to her, the friction only his hard cock inside her could provide.
As James leaned down towards her, Zenobia thought he was going to kiss her but he turned towards her breast instead, taking turns kissing and sucking the hard nipples and pushed a finger in her open mouth. Instinctively she closed her lips around the digit, sucking and licking it all around.
