Welcome to the Family

Kira and Sebastian had been promised to one another since before they were born. Both their families very rich and powerful from their separate portions of land and familial lines to past royals. Their fathers knew they prospered under the rule of monarchs but that these same monarchs would become vulnerable once the families joined forces. They also knew both families could hold much more power and wealth while simultaneously holding the love of their countrymen. For each family, Kira and Sebastian were respectively crowned as the savior of their blood when they came into existence. Sebastian, the older of the two by 5 years was told many times how the Lockhardt family would soon give him a best friend he must love and cherish for the rest of his life.

The two had come of age and both the Lockhardts and Westfells grew swift and intentional toward a marriage ceremony. Kira and Sebastian had grown inseparable and very much in love yet still so innocent they were with one another. Hard to believe, however, since Kira had matured as of late, her body gaining a very voluptuous, womanly shape. Her hips and breasts hard to look away from and her face ten times that of the rest of the girls her age. Her lips entranced as she spoke and her eyes cast a look that could sink ships and pierce even the hardest man’s soul. Sebastian rarely left her side unless it was absolutely necessary and he made sure to call out any man who dare be inappropriate with his future wife.

Perhaps the important realities of what were to come, thrust maturity onto Kira. While she wouldn’t be as responsible as her husband, people would view her as the face of the nation as the families moved toward a new era in which they progressed toward the throne. She would be expected to set an example for women, respecting her husband and leader, remaining quiet until spoken to, and never meddling too deeply in diplomatic affairs. Rather, she must remain intelligent only when matters required, poised, and above all beautiful and demure. Kira had much to learn in these regards as Sebastian knew she was so much more than this and occasionally encouraged her wild brilliance.

Although Sebastian gave warning to other men, this didn’t stop the more obnoxious offenders. With her mature looks, presumed innocence, and her being promised to Sebastian, these men pushed the envelope far too many times. The men of course, craving something they could not have, believed they deserved if even just a small taste. In all her wildness, Kira often went off on her own to prove she was capable of far more than was expected of her in her coming role. She wanted to prove that even though she loved Sebastian and wanted to be his wife, she didn’t need him to feel alive and to feel a purpose. One afternoon, as she’d gone to the market with him partially in tow, rather she was accompanying him on a business affair that was close to the market, she made her way without him, looking at the traded trinkets acquired by explorers and royal scouts on their journeys to far off lands. These were the small items not required to be handed over to the crown but instead they were allowed to keep and share with their fellow citizens.

As Kira lost track of her location she found herself isolated in a secluded alley way, in which she was discovered by a commoner and salesman of wood crafts. He requested to help her and that it would bring him much pleasure to see her to safety as many others would find more pleasure in a far worse fate for her. She obliged, as she knew one day this man might fall under her rule and she trusted that her future subjects would be inherently good. This was, however, her first mistake as a leader that she would come to never forget as a fine lesson. Without her realizing it, he walked ahead and continued to lead her farther away from the market. Once he reached a distance he was comfortable with he chuckled and turned to her, exclaiming “My dear, it would appear in trying to help, I’ve instead gotten us both off track. My deepest apologies, please forgive my mistake.” She moved to take his face in her hand as he appeared to be instantly stricken with guilt. She couldn’t help but want to comfort the man who’d taken his own personal time to help her in her silliness and carelessness, and she was the one to blame for their misfortune. Just as she brought her palm to his cheek, he grabbed her wrist and forced her against the closest wall.

He held her there, pressing into her body and smelling all the perfumes mixing in her skin and hair from her shampoos and exotic oils. He pulled at her corset ties in an effort to free her breasts but was greedy for everything and haphazardly moved from one thing to the next. She screamed, hoping someone would hear her while he continued to do as he pleased. He slowed and brought his hand to her face as she’d done to him not that long ago and brushed his calloused palm on her cheek and complimented her timeless beauty, sharing his admiration for Sebastian and how lucky he was to be gaining such a prize for a wife. His compliments dripped with malicious intent and his language crass, far from what would be appropriate when addressing someone of her station. She cringed in disgust at him and spit in his face while still calling out for help at the top of her lungs. He wiped his face and moved swiftly to slap her and she winced as it stung and with instinct she brought her hand to her red burning cheek. He hurriedly forced her dress up and pushed again into her body, his legs locking between hers. She shivered as the rough skin of his hands met the skin of her thigh, a place no man had ever touched before. She felt sensations she couldn’t describe inside of herself and began blushing, not sure if she should feel guilty. Once again she began crying out for help, eventually closing her eyes hoping it’d be over as he began forcing his mouth onto her neck.

Sebastian heard her screams as he was reviewing property with a worker in the market place and rushed in her direction. He found her and her attacker quickly and immediately and forcefully removed him from her. She had gotten lucky as even if she didn’t realize it, the commoner was taking his time with her. The guardsmen placed him in custody and informed him of his mistake, informed him he’d surely pay with his life. Kira collapsed into Sebastian’s arms and in her distraught fear of what could of happened and her overwhelming appreciation for the love of her life to save her she breathlessly professed her love for him and her desire to never be without him, without his protection. Furthermore she expressed her deep desire to not go another moment without finally being his wife.

Sebastian couldn’t agree more with Kira even if he didn’t admit it and within a few days time, friends, family, and various important and supportive nobles found themselves engaging in the merriment that followed the marriage ceremony of Sebastian and Kira. Both felt euphoric and were inseparable throughout the evening party. As the night came to a close Kira was dressed by her hand maids in a white nightgown that could be removed via ties down the entire length of the front. She’d never worn a gown like this before but she knew it was tradition as it was used when consummating the marriage. After she was dressed and adorned according to tradition, she was led to the most elaborate master suite of the Westfell home, her home. As she entered the room, her hand maids stopped at the door and were not permitted to follow her in. Kira looked to the people staring at her and realized her husband in similar traditional night robes stood surrounded by the men of his family: his father, his uncle, and his younger brother. They all had the same robes that Sebastian was wearing. Sebastian and his father came to her taking her by the hands and led her to the large bed that dominated the room.

Kira had heard rumors of tradition and rituals after the marriage ceremony and was filled with nerves as she began to realize they might be true. She lay on the bed still half sitting not knowing what was to come. She couldn’t help but have a sense of excitement wash over her as she would soon be taken by her husband. Sebastian bowed to his father and gave a respectful nod and his father turned to face Kira and began moving to lay with her. He tenderly touched her face and began kissing her. She responded as if this were normal and knew this must be part of becoming one with her husband. Sebastian’s father looked her in the eyes and said “My dearest Kira, welcome to the family. You will take me as the head of the family and then my son will have what is his. You will take both our seed to guarantee you are marked and filled by Westfell power. My son and brother will bare witness to the ritual as they will provide the appropriate historical affirmation of this moment.” Kira looked to Sebastian and he was beaming with pride at her, he gave the same respectful nod and she returned her approving gaze to Sebastian’s father.

Sebastian’s father effortlessly untied her nightgown and discovered her breasts, her nipples growing hard from the anticipation of him taking her. He moved from kissing her on the mouth to suckling her nipples and causing her to stir. She’d never been touched like this before, the only sexual experience she’d had was with her attacker in the alleyway. She thought back to this moment and was ashamed at the new sensations she was feeling in her lower stomach much like that day with him. Somehow all she could think was how good it felt.

Sebastian’s father reached a hand between her legs spreading them apart as he hovered above her. He proceeded to press his fingers into her vagina and pushed her labia apart. He noticed her wetness and praised her for how quickly she was becoming ready for him. “Good girl, my Kira. Now we must examine you and be sure you are pure. Pure for my family and for my son.” He rose above her and placed his hands on her knees and pushed her legs further apart. Once again he placed his fingers at the entrance of her vagina and then pushed his fingers inside of her. He pressed deeper and pushed his fingers in and out of her, she began to moan as these sensations of what she’d only describe as pleasure began to grow. She didn’t remove her gaze from him and as he spoke to his brother and son he didn’t take his eyes off of her. “Note for the historical report: Kira Lockhardt Westfell is pure, is a virgin and can accept Henry Westfell and Sebastian Westfell on this 12th eve of the 9th month.” She blushed as she’d never imagined someone would describe her this way or “examine her” for that matter.

“Now, we may proceed my dear, my son grows weary waiting for your sweet nectar I’m sure.” Sebastian’s father once again hovered over Kira, drawing his body closer to hers and kissing her roughly, he pushed her right leg out once again parting her legs as she’d closed them from embarrassment after the inspection commenced. She was surprised at his forcefulness when prior he’d been so tender with her. His other knee caught between her legs and pushed her left leg away and he positioned himself to take her. His member had grown stiff from the ministrations and he pushed himself inside her. She gasped for breath, surprised at the sensation and how full she felt. A sense of pain and pleasure was overwhelming her and he began pumping in and out. She began moaning and breathing heavy quickly and her vagina was responding quite agreeably as she continued to get wet and was very accommodating to his large penis. She felt as though she was losing control of herself but of course had never had sex and was nervous and excited even still. She began moaning uncontrollably as he pushed into her harder and harder. “You will be marked by the Westfell line, you will be a part of this family, and you will bring this family much power.” Sebastian’s father began to say this over and over again as he continued to push himself inside of Kira and ordered her to say it. “This is your mantra, this is your new life!” She repeated it as she was told and when the words left her lips the second time, she’d grown out of breath, as she cried out for release between the words. Sebastian’s father collapsed onto her and as she experienced her first ever orgasm on his cock he came inside of her as he said he must.

It was not long before Sebastian had his turn, he performed in a rougher fashion than his father. Sebastian’s own cock was rigid hard as he watched his wife become initiated into his family. He knew the rituals and longed for the day he’d get to witness the taking of his wife. He grew animalistic in his need to have her, as the second he hit puberty he could barely stand not claiming her before this moment.

Sebastian forced Kira’s hands above her and pinned her to the bed and proceed to ask her “Should I take you like that man in the alley? Like you’re a piece of meat and I’m entitled to every ounce?” That day things changed and he saw a flame burn behind her eyes, it wasn’t until this moment he was sure of what that fire was. She looked at him and had that same devilish look and quickly responded with a strong “Yes Sir. Make me yours, take me as you own me and know I’ll never deny you what is your right.” He slapped her face like the man in the alley and immediately forced his mouth onto hers and once again a cock was being pushed into her vagina harder than before. She repeated her mantra and her promise to her new family and as her husband continued to fuck her she began to lose herself in the pleasure once again.

Kira cried out for release over and over again but Sebastian did not allow her and wouldn’t until he had what was his. He could feel the cum that already filled her hole and this aided him in entering her faster and rougher. He was so close and wanted to hear her worship him. “Tell me I’m your true King, tell me I am your Master, and tell me I can have anything I desire!” She immediately obliged his request and it was as if the words were the switch he needed flipped. Her piercing eyes gazed into his and the words hitting him with all their power pushed him over the edge. He released himself inside of her and exclaimed “now give me what is mine!” She too began to orgasm once again and disappeared into her mind as the pleasure washed over her. She sought to catch her breath and grew limp in his arms.

They lay there for hours comforting one another, no more witnesses, no more people, just the two of them together at last. He looked her in the eyes as he brushed the hair from her face and said “Welcome to the family my love. We will rule this land but I, I am your Master and King, I will take what is mine but I promise I will never forsake you.” He kissed her forehead and held her in his arms until they slept.

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