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Xandra – Unmik, Asunow Princedom, The Princedoms of Zeutch
The rain was cold on my naked body as I stepped out from the shadowed shelter and walked towards the entrance of the castle where my husband and friends were held. Minx watched me, was counting on me, to make a distraction so she could get over the walls of the castle. We had to free Chaun and the others before it was too late.
I ignored the rain, my hands stroking the two totems I held in my hands. Energy coursed out of my body and flowed into the geometric patterns I had carved into each. One was made of mahogany and inscribed with undulating, wavy patterns, the other of light balsa wood covered in sinuous, curling lines. With them, I could puppeteer the elementals that lurked all around us in the air, the earth, the water, and the fire. Beings that held together the fabric of reality.
I was an avian shaman. I was Chaun’s wife. And I would do anything to rescue him from the hands of the Zeutchian soldiers.
Fear twisted my stomach. Chaun was a wanted fugitive from Prince Gruber, the man who had captured him. My husband had violated the man’s marriage bed, seducing and fucking his wife, Princess Adelaide. He had fled one step ahead of the headsman’s ax. And I would not let him die. I would save him and rescue my friends.
The guards at the gate looked miserable as they stood watch before a pair of large double doors, banded in iron and drawn closed for the night. They wore their plate armor, water running rivulets across the metal, dripping off any edges. Blond hair, matted by the rain, plastered about their necks and shoulders. They held long spears with wicked hooks jutting from the side. They were bored, not paying attention, huddled in the light of several sputtering torches.
I stepped into the light.
“Well, Pater’s mighty cock, what have we here?” one of the guard’s said, a man with a bulbous nose. He straightened at the sight of my naked, lithe flesh. I was slim, graceful, my legs sleek, my breasts small and firm, a narrow strip of sky-blue hair leading down across my pudenda to the tight slit of my pussy.
“Gewin’s prowess, what a beauty,” the second guard grinned, straightening. “You lost? Did some ruffians set upon you? In need of some comfort?” The last was said with such a leer.
“I just want to dance for you,” I purred, “with my lovers.”
“Dance?” The first guard leaned up. “Did Gunther pay you to come down here, whore?”
I let a sway enter my hips and gave him a smoky smile, lying with my lips. A song trilled from my throat as I swayed, water beading down my body. A strange excitement birthed inside my pussy as the guards watched me, desired me. They wanted to fuck me. To bend me over and ram their hard cocks into my pussy and mouth.
Part of me wanted that. The whorish part that I had learned to accept was a part of me. I had desires that Chaun had awakened in me. But I could control them.
Slippery juices slicked my thighs as I turned, my ass wiggling, letting the guards get an eyeful of it. My song grew louder, singing out to drive back the autumn chill. At the same moment, I summoned my elementals.
As air and water swirled around me, metal clattered above. The guards on the battlements moved to watch my dance, too. I caught flashes of them in the darkness, light glinting off wet armor. They called down, words muffled by the rain, but I could hear their excitement.
The air elemental wrapped its arms about me, caressing my skin with breezes. My breasts jiggled, cupped by my lover’s whirling hands. My nipples throbbed, little vortices sucking at them. Pleasure shot down to my pussy.
The water on my body slid and coalesced into a undulating lover wrapped serpentine about my body. The water elemental pressed against my pussy, rubbing it with heated touch as I sang louder and louder.
“Gods, what is she doing?” one of the guards said as watery tongues lapped at my pussy.
The air elemental lifted me into the air. I shivered, my toes curling as I hovered before them. My back arched, the watery tongue licking and lapping through the heated folds of my pussy. The air elemental sucked harder on my nipples, the vortices stretching out my perky breasts. Throaty pleasure sounded in my song as I writhed in my two lovers’ embrace.
Watery tendrils slid into my pussy, delicate feelers teasing my folds and delving into my depths. The watery tongue lapped at my pussy while my fingers danced across my totems. I controlled the elementals, guiding them as they caressed my body.
Masturbating me.
“Gewin’s mighty cock, I don’t know what’s she’s doing, but I’ve never seen the like. Look at her. The water and air are fucking her.”
“Some sorta witch,” the other groaned. “But Slata’s hairy cunt, what a beauty.”
“Yes,” I moaned, arms spread wide, the watery elemental exploring my pussy deeper, the thin tendrils, not much thicker than a hair, tickled my inner depths. The tongue lapped and circled my clit, shooting pleasure through my body.
A whirling vortex of air pressed between the cheeks of my butt, wet with falling rain. It pressed on my sphincter. I groaned, my body shivering at the rimming caress on my asshole. The burning delight radiated to my pussy, joining the pleasure the water elemental stirred in me. My pussy clenched on the feelers of water sliding through my pussy’s depths.
And then the vortex-cock thrust into my asshole. I groaned as the whirling dick penetrated deeper and deeper into my bowels. The fast winds forced my asshole apart and caressed the velvety delight of my bowels.
“Rithi herself has sent me,” I said. “The Goddess of Art wishes to make a canvas of my body. Oh, yes!”
I spun in the air, twisted by my lovers. The water elemental, wrapped about my body, constricted as more and more feelers entered my pussy, tickling and exploring me. My cunt spread open as they wiggled in, friction shivering through my body. The smooth surface of the water was so different than any cock. My clit throbbed, licked by the watery mouth.
“Praise the Goddess of Art,” I moaned, the words spilling out of my soul, the air elemental fucking its vortex-cock in and out of my asshole faster, deeper. My bowels burned about it. “Embrace inspiration.”
“So inspiring,” one of the guard’s groaned, his hand shoved beneath the skirt of plate to rub at his cock. Such desire burned in their eyes.
They wanted to fuck me.
The pleasure rippled through my body. Every stroke of the vortex-dick and swirl of the watery feelers brought me closer and closer to my orgasm. I couldn’t help enjoying myself as I showed off my married body. These men wanted to touch me, to fuck me, to violate my oath to Luben. They wanted to pump their salty cum into my body.
To revel in the delight of my flesh.
My elemental lovers fucked me harder and harder. Both my holes stretched about their unusual cocks. My nipples ached and throbbed as the air elemental sucked on them. My liquid lover misted my mouth with sweet water. I groaned into the kiss, spasming as trembles of delight slid through my body. I caught a flash of movement on the wall. Minx had reached the top of the battlements, slipping past the distracted guards.
My clit throbbed as my watery lover tongued it. The elemental had two mouths. I shivered, my pussy clenching on the watery feelers as they twirled through my pussy, caressing all the wonderful spots inside me simultaneously. My bowels burned as the tornado whirled faster in my depths. Sensations crashed together in me.
I came.
I moaned into my water elemental’s kiss. I thrust my tongue into its mouth. It sucked on it while fucking its feelers into my spasming pussy. My cream joined the elemental’s form, merging with its body. The taste of my sweet pussy tinged my watery kiss. I groaned, bowels burning, pleasure screaming through my body.
I spasmed in their embrace. The pleasure peaked in me as I tumbled through the air, spinning in lazy circles. I caught glimpses of both guards, jerking off their cocks beneath their armor, metal creaking, faces twisting. Cum spurted out from beneath their plate, splashing in the puddles at their feet.
My orgasm exploded a second time. I inspired these men to cum. As I directed my air elemental to carry me away, I thrashed, rapture burning through my mind. I was such a naughty wife. An avian female who would do anything to rescue her husband.
Anything.
“Chaun!” I panted as the elementals set my body down out of sight of the castle. I shivered, blinking and gaining my feet on dazed wings. “I’m coming, Chaun!”
I raced around the building to my clothes. I dressed swiftly, the guards still standing bemused. I had to catch up with Minx. She had to sneak past the watchful guards on the battlements who were now patrolling like they were supposed to.
I could turn into something inconspicuous. Dressed, my totems in my pouch, I became a seagull, the tips of my wings black. I was identical to the flocks of birds that prowled the port city, forever cawing. The rain fell on my feathers. I didn’t mind it. I spread wide, flapped, and launched into the air, reveling in flying.
I loved it. I flew every chance I could. I was so glad I had overcome my fear and could fly like a proper avian. I let out a gullish cry as I flew over the castle. A guard looked up but didn’t stop his patrol as I cleared the battlements. I peered down at the dark courtyard, buildings crowding the walls, barracks and smithies and other structures, the castle sitting in the center.
Shadows moved.
Minx.
I descended down, landing before her. I shook my feathers then blurred, growing and growing, becoming my humanoid form again, a big smile on my face. I shivered from the exhilaration of my exhibitionist orgasm and the thrill of flying.
“That was so hot,” Minx chortled. “Oh, gods, I thought you were just going to fuck them. But, wow, you had them entranced. I almost forgot to climb the wall.”
“Good,” I said. “Well?”
“Door’s this way,” she said. “Let’s save our friends.”
Chaun
I groaned as Princess Adelaide’s fingers clawed into my back. Her possessiveness shocked me. I rolled over, trying to get off of her as my cock spurted into her depths. The rickety cot in my cell creaked as I rolled onto my back. But she came with me, still hugging me, her pussy milking my cock.
“I’m not yours,” I gasped. “I’m married.”
“So am I,” she moaned. “What does that have to do with love? Yes, yes, fill me with your seed. Let me bear all your changeling sons.”
“Your husband will kill me,” I groaned.
“He won’t,” she gasped. “I won’t let you go this time. No one will steal you away.”
I opened my mouth. I had to sing, to calm down the wild look in her eyes, to get her to see sense. To convince her to help us escape. But before a single note could escape my lips, her hands clamped over my mouth, silencing me.
“Oh, no. No sweet croons to confuse me,” she purred. “I’m going to save you, Chaun. I love you.” I grabbed her wrist, wrenching them off my mouth. “No, you don’t. You’re just obsessed about me. It’s not the same thing.”
“Obsessed?” she hissed, eyes wild, her voice rising in octaves. Her pussy clenched on my cock. And then, with a wild strength, her hands seized my wrists and yanked my arms over my head.
It happened so fast, before I could even resist what she was doing. She slammed my wrists into manacles dangling from the walls. Metal clinked as they latched about my wrists, keeping me in place. She smiled down at me.
“There, now you’re not going anywhere.” Her hand covered my mouth as I struggled to speak. “Just enjoy my love.”
She slid her pussy up my cock, clenching so hard, her tits bouncing.
“You’re mine!”
Minx
I couldn’t believe that Xera and the others let themselves get captured. I mean, I know there was like a hundred soldiers and three mages of the same rank as Faoril, but, still. This was what happened when I left them alone. They were helpless without me.
Aurora and I moved along the side of the keep. Beside the keep’s main entrance, which was guarded by more soldiers, I had found two other doors, both locked. Prince Gruber didn’t want anyone slipping in. He must be paranoid.
And given the reputation of our party—we did break into the Vault of Raratha—I should take it as a sign of respect for my skill.
We reached the door. I pulled out a rolled bundle from my pouch and flipped it opened, grabbing my lock picks. I selected a tension wrench and a wavy rake. I pushed the tension wrench, a thin strip of metal bent into an L, into the bottom of the keyway. You needed the tension to keep the pins pushed up once you picked them. I shoved in the rake, working it in and out, the pins clicking. A rake was a brute force method, but it was fast for cheap locks.
This wasn’t a cheap lock.
I pulled out the rake and grabbed a pick, a thin piece of metal that curved up into a hook at the end. I slid it into the keyway and slid it along the pins. There were seven of them. I furrowed my brow, pushing on them, trying to get a mental picture of them. Some wouldn’t move. Others did. I worked by feel, going back and forth between the pins. The lock clicked.
“Hurry,” Aurora hissed. “I hear footsteps.”
In the distance, heavy boots thudded. Rain drummed on armor. “There are security pins. It’s a good lock.” I pushed on the third pin. It clicked up and suddenly the lock twisted a bit to the right, giving me a false set, making me think all the pins were up, but one wasn’t. The pin was shaped like a spool, narrower in the middle. It allowed the lock to twist some before binding while the pin wouldn’t be able to go up any higher, making you think it was pushed up enough.
But it was also progress.
Aurora looked around, biting her lip. The footsteps grew louder. Around the corner of the building, a torch burned. I took a deep breath, heart racing as I focused on the lock. I touched pin five. It felt set. Then I moved to six. It talked to me, giving feedback as I pushed along with counter-rotation on the lock, pushing against the direction I tensioned it.
The pin clicked and the lock twisted farther to the right, giving me a deeper false set. I was closer.
“You should see the girl they got at the Gull and Feather,” a gruff voice said in the direction of the guards. “She’s Halanian.”
“Belly dancer?” the other guard said.
I pushed on the fourth pin. It clicked twice, the pin serrated with little teeth to catch the break line and bind the lock. I had to be almost there. I slid up to the front pin. It was hard to manipulate. The warding in the keyway forced my lock pick to enter low. I could barely touch it. The torchlight grew brighter. Aurora shifted her hips, letting out a whining sound.
She was scared. You couldn’t let fear get to you when you were doing something delicate and complex and—
Click.
The lock turned. I pulled out my picks, shoving them into my mouth, and shouldered open the door. Aurora gasped, darting in after me. I closed the door softly, twisting the doorknob so there would be no click. The guards laughed louder. I turned it, my ear pressed to the door.
Their words were muffled, but they didn’t sound alarmed. In moments, they were past the door.
“Ooh, that was fun,” I said around the picks in my mouth. I turned around and scanned the hallway we had entered. It was dark. But a torch burned farther down it.
“Fun?” Aurora said, her voice choked. “We were almost caught.
I pulled my picks out of my mouth. “I know.” I grinned at her as I put away my tools. “Ooh, this will be a night to remember.”
“You’re strange,” Aurora said as I padded down the hallway.
I shrugged. “What’s the fun in doing something if you don’t take any pleasure in it.” I gave her a sly grin over my shoulder, looking up at her. “After all, I heard your orgasmic moans in the courtyard. You screamed loud when you came.”
Aurora’s cheeks blushed. “Let’s go save our friends.”
I nodded.
We explored the keep. I figured the dungeon would be in the basement, so I was on the lookout for stairs leading down. I paused at each door, pressing my ear against it to listen before opening it. I found a lot of pantries and storerooms. Part of me itched to explore them better, to find any valuables, but I had to save Xera.
And she was more important than anything.
We moved deeper into the keep, Aurora moving almost as silently as me. She had a natural grace and affinity for sneaking. She held a totem in her hand, her rock one based on the straight lines carved on it. She was ready in case we were spotted by guards.
If we could avoid any tangles for as long as possible, it would increase our odds of success.
I opened another door, peering into a small linen closet. I sighed, closing the door and padding down the hallway. Shadows moved ahead. I froze in a crouch. Boots thudded on the stone. Armor jingled.
“Patrol,” Aurora hissed behind me.
My heart surged with excitement. I had to think fast to avoid engaging them. I glanced down the hallway, smiled. I grabbed Aurora’s hand, dragging the taller avian—everyone was taller than me—down the hallway. She stumbled back.
“Where are we going?” she asked, the footsteps nearer.
I wrenched open the linen closer. “Go,” I said.
The guards were at the intersection. Aurora darted in. I slipped in, too, closing the door shut. I winced as its hinge creaked loud and mournful. Didn’t the custodian keep things oiled in this blasted place?
“Hear that?” the guard asked.
“No,” groaned Aurora.
“Someone in there?”
Aurora Xandra
My heart thudded so hard in my chest. My hands clenched on my earth totem. I slid my fingers across it, reaching out to the elementals living in the constructed rocks around us. The guards were right outside. I didn’t want to hurt regular people, but I would rescue Chaun and...
“Oh, yes, lick my pussy, Gunther,” Minx moaned, loud and throaty. “Oh, you are such a stud.” She leaned against the door and undulated against it, making its rusty hinges creak and rattle. “Oh, you are going to get some hot pussy tonight. Oh, yes. Make me cum soooo hard. Oh, yes. Then you can fuck me as much as you want. Just give it to me.”
My jaw dropped. I stared at her in horror. What was she doing? Now they definitely know we were in here. I surged out my power. The stones at my feet vibrated, grated together, coalescing into my servant.
Outside, the guards laughed. “Devour her, Gunther,” one shouted. “Then get your dick wet.”
The other banged on the door. “I better hear all about it later.”
“He’ll tell you,” Minx moaned. “Trust me, boys, it’ll be a story that’ll keep you hard all day!”
The guards laughed harder while Minx kept moaning, pretending Gunther ate her pussy. The footsteps retreated, dwindling with the laughter. I blinked in shock. That actually worked. I stared down at Minx, a mischievous smile on her face. She looked so childish right now, enhanced by her short frame and slim stature.
“When people have questions, you have to give them believable answers. So someone’s in the linen closet. Why? Make some moans, and suddenly it’s not a person hiding who shouldn’t be there, but a pair of lovers having a secretive tryst. You don’t have to investigate any longer. Your question has been answered.”
“That’s smart,” I said.
“I know. I’m smart sometimes.” She pressed her ear against the door. “Okay, they’re gone.”
Minx
“Finally,” I breathed, staring through the open door at the stairs leading downward. Twice we had to hide from patrolling guards as we searched the first floor. And a third time we had to hide from a maid who wasn’t happy about being woken up and wanted to know who had barged into her bedchamber.
She was more persistent than the guards.
There were so many rooms for servant quarters around here, it was disgusting.
But now we had the stairs down into the dungeon. Men talked below, the type of idle conversation guards have to pass the time. I heard coins clink and the shuffle of a deck of guards. I glanced at Aurora, nodding at her.
“Be ready,” I told her in a whisper. “We’re not going to sneak past them. Stay five paces behind me.”
Aurora nodded, her face pale, breathing heavily. She gripped her totem tight. Then pulled out a second one with the swirling lines.
I padded down the stone stairs. They corkscrewed into the earth. The men’s voices grew louder and louder. One slapped on the table, proclaiming his winning hands. Others groaned. Coins clinked. My nose twitched. Were they playing with gold or copper?
Probably copper. They were guards. But it could be silver if I was lucky.
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