Ice Fangs, Hot Blood! (Private, Part II)

He snorted, his breath warm, licking up her neck before whispering back. "... As my shining soldier of a wife, you'll be indulged a lot then~" He chuckled and walked over to the bed, and carefully lay her face down as he positioned himself above her for a gentle steady rutting, but still had more to share before desire completely distracted him as he massaged her back and wings. "... And may our union, now and forever, be filled with fun and peace." He began to pump into her hips again with gusto as he made his late vows to her, hugging her tight from behind and nuzzling her mane, his voice getting shakier and his breathing getting more feral. "... And to those... who would sully that peace... May they fall under the might of our family... and the fires of our passion..." From that moment on, her bite from earlier would really set him off, earning her the domination she desired when her husband kept coming in her time and again, filling her womb with full mating intent that would not let up for some time. Her moans and her pleasure where his motivation to keep at it, as he already loved her enough just to stay close and preen her wings between pauses, caress her face and move her mane to check if she was still smiling or having fun and wanting more, and playfully bite her neck as if wanting her blood...

If she still had any doubts she was worth being loved by him by the time the effects wore off and his newly changed body needed to halt, it was unlikely from how cuddly he'd been or how often he held her hands with his as he drilled her flank into submission. His body lay on hers, and even in his tired lust-filled state, he gave her neck and cheek soft kisses in the afterglow. He looked to her and smiled every chance he could, clearly happy they were a family now.

The youthful looking mare whinnied as his tongue ran up her neck,her blush only growing stronger with every one of his words. "Mmmmmfff..." she moaned as he started to thrust into her again, fingers gripped the sheets tightly. Her wings twitched as he hugged her, eyes widening and her breath growing shorter as the stallion started to lose control.

She loved the preening, and the little nips on her neck drew a light squeal of pain and delight from her. By the time he finished, his seed repeatedly pumped deep into her, she was little more than a panting mess, only able to produce a jumbled mess of sounds that was vaguely reminiscent of I love you.

(Blood pact.)

Having brought Odette to a meek and happily fucked state in their Honeymoon, Sugary eased her as much as he could by turning them over with her laying on him, giving her light belly rubs and rubbing her body softly in general. And since time wasn't as much of an issue now as before, rather than sleeping he remained with her till he could get them both to a bath and clean up, inviting Venus and Isabelle to join once they were well rested as well. His intent was to wash as a herd, but he would also try and make Odette the center of loving attention among them to make his point earlier about how well she can be loved by others besides him...

The Honeymoon would continue among them as could be expected eventually, the ancient vampire mares and their pact-joined husband and lover brimming with immense vitality, taking their sweet time to indulge in pleasures, but more importantly to cement their bonding before the time came to tend to duties actively.

Fortunately, things were lax enough as spoken for the new Queen and King and their Consorts when it was time to return, allowing for many chances to enjoy the less raunchy sort of pleasures and company as well, and look after their pets. Living contently but ever prepared to fight back, and ruling competently, the Isles would see a slow but certain change into stronger ties with Equestria under new management with a more stable and sane Royal Herd to look after things... Fearful would certainly enjoy his long overdue retirement with peace of mind at least.

The end.