Reincarnated as the Only Human

Astra PoV

My breathless gasps as Lady Aziza jerked her hips forwards were all I could give this sublime futanari for stimulation, the position we were in not allowing for anything else; being held above the ground and stuffed full of a gigantic cock that refused to stop pumping fertile sperm into my womb was definitely immaculate, but... it was repetitive too.

The Sphinx must have felt the same, though as I was very aware the sheer bliss that came from ejaculation was more than capable of overriding the repetitive nature of what we were indulging in together.

Even still Lady Aziza did eventually allow me to slide off of her cock, flopping down onto the tile below with a quiet groan as my pussy involuntarily expelled a large amount of her semen, simply because my womb was bloated many times over.

The lewd sound of her seed splashing against the tile was covered for the most part by the moans coming from Renna, who was currently leaning over the chair that the Queen had recently occupied... because right now, the Queen was occupying my wife’s womb.

I was immensely conflicted about how all of this had played out, primarily because I still felt the urge to smack that Deerkin more than a few times because of what she had done, yet seeing how Renna had melted into her earlier...

My wife was rather good at reading people, and although it was always possible for her to have made a mistake I was going to trust that she was capable of determining whether or not this prick of a Deerkin was worthy of her body.

Besides, although I desperately yearned to be the one holding that red haired Nymph, I knew that who Renna decided was going to make a sloppy mess of her greedy Noble pussy was entirely up to her, and right now... she wanted her ex.

Whether or not this want was going to remain after this current bout of desire that was claiming them both was yet to be seen, but until then Renna apparently wanted to return to the person who had been such a highlight of her life for so long.

Both in a good way and a terrible way...

Whilst I believed the Queen was merely feeling regretful that she had let one of if not the best piece of ass in the entire Queendom saunter out of her life almost for good, Renna seemed to believe that there was something genuine there.

How it was going to be handled was a whole separate issue, and my opinion didn’t matter as much as Renna’s did, because... well, not only was I immensely biased - as was she, technically - because of everything surrounding Rhefia, but I also wanted to keep Renna to myself as much as possible.

Sharing her with Lady Aziza was a calculated decision simply because I knew that my wife loved cocks that would break normal women, and after finally gaining the ability to allow her to be impregnated by someone besides myself there was no better person to choose then Lady Aziza.

Fenkar... technically... but right now it was Lady Aziza... and I also wanted to deepen relations with this Sphinx as much as possible; Fenkar was already wrapped around my finger just like I was wrapped around her cock whenever we were together~!

Anyways, seeing how roughly the Queen was mating with my woman and listening to how thrilled Renna was to be speared by her ex’s cock yet again sparked this sharp burn in my heart that pained me so very much... and also made me wetter than I already was.

Listening to my wife moaning happily as she pleaded with the Queen to fuck her even harder, to pound her womb back into her shape and then flood it with her semen, to make her into a sloppy bitch that no one would recognize...

Yeah, I was very, very fucking jealous right now...

I also wasn’t the only one grappling with the desire to lunge forwards and yank the Queen off of Renna, because Lady Aziza lowered herself around me - her paws sliding across the stone silently while her fluffy belly pressed onto my back, pinning me down - and grumbled ”This is vexing.”

Her cock easily found its way back into my pussy, my labia wrenched so far apart that her gigantic flared tip had no issue slipping back inside while my folds weakly hugged the shaft that had beaten them into submission.

Being surrounded by some of the softest fur I had ever felt while a large cock speared its way back into my womb obviously made me cum immediately, but euphoria was simply my typical state of being, so I could listen to Lady Aziza with no problem as her grumbling continued.

”Just a few hours ago that was me... and now, the woman carrying my cub, the woman I came here with hopes to marry, the woman I feel so much for already... is debasing herself so readily for someone she has no formal and intimate ties to.”

The admission of her feelings - both for Renna and what she was feeling because of Renna - was almost as heavy as she was, making me gasp again before I reached up and gently stroked her ’chest’, drawing her attention downwards.

”I suppose you must be feeling the same... albeit you are the reason she is so willing to throw herself back at the one who had discarded her so easily. She asked you for permission each time, and you gave it...

If that was me she was looking at, I would have forbidden her. However, I must admit that I am a very traditional futanari in certain ways. My women are meant to be my women. They are there to lighten up my life, to warm my heart, to bask in the riches that I shower them in as they birth my cubs. You...”

”It doesn’t much matter, does it..? Besides... I can make her just as happy as she is now, but...”

”What she feels now is a different flavor of happiness. Not all wines taste the same, no? Some are sweet and light, others heavy and bitter... For us, this is bitter; for her, it must be sweet...”

We both watched as the Queen growled into the air as she buried herself to the hilt, her hips wiggling side to side while her large testicles clenched constantly, rising and falling as she sprayed her seed into the woman she had once had wrapped in her clutches.

The woman that now ’belonged’ to me... the woman that I was now graciously sharing with her simply because it made my woman happy...

Even though I myself was feeling very bitter about the waterfall of semen that splashed across the tile when the Queen pulled out, her long chocolate cock dangling just in front of my wife’s gaped pussy, which was stuffed to the brim with thick white cream.