The Last Kingdom: Bastard of BebbanBurg: The ‘wolf’

A.D. 877 City of Oxford, Oxford Castle

The village of Oxford.. well now the 'city' of Oxford I should call it.. for that is what is written.. what will be written.. will be an epic saga.. one that chronicles the emergence.. the rise.. the creation of a land that is nothing but pure.. in the most truest of ways.. a land where a man can wake up in the morning.. thank goodness.. wouldn't want to not be able to wake up one morning.. anyway a man could wake up.. break his mornings fast with his loved ones.. kiss them bye for the day.. head to a hard but well paid day at wherever he works.. take off for lunch.. walk down to the 'pub'.. a place you can find the most godly of delights.. in the mood for a 'burger' with 'fries'?… no?.. maybe the 'fried' chicken? Bacon? Hmm..? Burnt black.. yes.. that will do it.. Bacon 'burnt-black'.. with some of those 'pancakes' and a tankard of 'chilled' ale.. yes that will do it.. stand up.. stretch your arms to the sky as high as you can.. head back to work.. finish the day.. head on back to the 'crib'.. have money to pay for food for the kiddos.. put them to bed.. fuck your wife.. go to bed.. and then repeat on the morrow.. all without having to worry about receiving an axe to the back of the head from a cock sucking bandit or thug.. yep..

Oxford is a place of dreams I say.. Oxford Castle is a sight to see I tell ya.. newly built too.. just finished at the turn of the new year.. a magnificent 'cement' castle.. with a star shaped wall twenty men tall and twenty feet wide.. with round towers on the outer points of the star.. watching over the harbor like angels watching over us up in heaven.. watching.. waiting.. protecting the harbor waiting for the enemies who would do harm to its people to reveal their ugly faces.. only to be smite'd asunder.. almost as if by divine intervention.. there's a lord of this city.. a lord owing allegiance to none whatsoever.. most call him the 'wolf'.. they say he is not a man.. but he is a wolf they call 'man'.. not a man they call 'wolf'.. obviously we had it wrong all along.. he was never a man.. always the 'wolf'..

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/Eadith/

My god.. I'm currently licking and sucking all over my lords fluid covered balls.. his large equally fluid covered cock is busy ramming in and out of the Lady Brunhilda's anus.. it looks and sounds painful the way she's screaming and cursing at him.. she's biting and clawing at his face trying to reach his eye balls.. I don't know if she actually wants to blind him or not.. "Ow! Ow! Please stop! I can get pregnant again! Please just stop!" She begged at first..

Then she started cursing.."You fucking pagan piece of shit! Ow! Ow! Your too rough! Stop! Please! I said stop! You! Ow!" She eventually ran out of breath weakly fainting.. Aethred didn't stop though.. he was 'ruining' her asshole.. he said if he couldn't fill her womb with his 'pups'.. it'll have to be her ass then.. at first she said ok.. now hes ramming into her while she's still unconcious.. "Eadith thats enough dear.. Im about to blow.. once I pull my dick out of Hilda's now ruined ass.. I want you to swallow all of my seed.. ok open your mouth.." my lord says before doing exactly what he said he would.. and I swallowed it all.. I might have chocked and gagged as his dick was stretching my jaws wide as his dick bottomed out to his balls.. but I did what my lord asked.. I swallowed all of his seed..

"Eadith you are my second wife now.. it's time to impregnate you dear.. come lay on your belly.. it'll be ok.. I'll start slow and gentle.." I hear him tell me as my body reacts to his orders like Im posessed by his voice.. or maybe Im just really horny and excited to do as he instructs.. Im ready to give birth to his 'pups'.. ever since he took Oxford and saved me and my twin.. and now he's ruining my pussy.. filling me with his seed.. giving creation to new life in my belly..

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/pov MC/

"So how close are we to being finished with the first draft of our bill of laws and rights?" I started with to start the meeting I called for with my officers.. "when can we expect to have it ready to be finalized and signed?" I continued..

My chief of legislation Aestan said "Within a fortnight m'lord.. maybe a fortnight and half.. but less than a month for sure m'lord the clerks have assured me.." as he finished I turned my head to look at his twin brother Aeric..

"Aeric, how fares the hounds? Keep them fit Aeric.. keep them sharp.. they are our sharpest swords.. and steadiest of shields.. they must always be at peak preparedness to be used to defend our lands.. or deliver justice to our enemies.." I asked him..

"M'lord, your house-guard the 'hounds' are at a standing 500 hundred men.. 200 under 'captain' Eardwulf's command.. 200 under my command.. 50 city/harbor guards.. and your 50 'royal guards'.. they train daily m'lord.. patrol daily.. I keep them on their toes m'lord.. just like you taught me." He informed me..

"Well if there's nothing else to add on the 'Oxford Treaty' how about we move on to the invitation list guests.. who should we invite.. who should we not.. and so forth.." I moved to the next point of discussion pointed out to me on the list by Eadith my newly wedded and 'pup'd' second wife slash full time secretary..

"We have sent the invitations to most of the nearby Ealdorman and the kings like Alfred and King Hwyal of Wales.. we did not invite King Caenwulf of Cornwallon though.." Aestan quip's saying the last sentence quieter than the rest..

"Haha very funny.. well we didn't invite him but his 'Shadow-Queen' will be in attendance hahaha.. she might be busy polishing my knob though.. continue with the meeting without me.." I finished as I got up to leave to head out to go hunting for a bit and visit my people while I patrolled my lands..