Homelands Pt. 08 Ch. 06

Cahill pumped back and forth for a good long while, creeping slowly towards orgasm. The fire of passion slowly rekindled within his mother and before long she was giving him her absolute best, physically and otherwise. She walked him right up to the line of sensory overload and then stopped. Enough pleasure to do permanent brain damage to a mere mortal washed over him. And he gave as good as he got.

"Cum for me, Kay," Caronwyn said. "Put another baby inside Mommy."

He didn't so much as slow down. Didn't remind her that they'd agreed that Regan would be their last. What need was there? Certain words didn't get thrown around lightly. Those were among them. She wouldn't have said it if she didn't mean it.

And he didn't need to waste a moment thinking about whether he wanted another child. The answer was yes. Unequivocally, unreservedly, yes.

Soon enough, they shared a climax, and he felt a new life come into being within her.

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The tension within her built and built. She couldn't breathe. The multiverse shrank smaller and smaller, threatening to collapse in on her. It was the sweetest suffering there could be, for she knew that with each flick of Lady Winter's deft tongue, each twirl of her slender fingers, Titania crept closer, closer, closer to release.

Unseen hands held her down, pinning her wrists to the dirt below, while others traveled the length of her body. No one knew how to touch her like that. How to squeeze and caress with just the right amount of pressure. No one but Daphne could be trusted to take her nipples between their teeth like that.

"Almost...there," she panted.

Then it stopped.

Titania gasped for air. When she realized it wasn't the eye of the hurricane passing over her but an actual end to her pleasure, she huffed in protest.

"Tell me," Daphne said as she stood back up, "when will you begin?"

"Soon," Titania said. "I just need more time."

"I've given you time," Lady Winter said.

How could she be so cruel? Her poor pussy was throbbing, her nipples humming, and her Libido clenched tight, poised to explode. A few more licks, or a couple more taps against her G-spot, and she'd have reached the sort of climax Oberon used to induce.

But she had only to look into those cold blue eyes to know that Red and Black would have to finish their queen off later. At least the Beast had gone to the Dreaming, leaving Titania's two favorite toys free.

That gorgeous face, so perfect in every way, awakened the most powerful desire in Titania, but so too did it fill her with rage. Daphne made Titania feel ugly, and the Queen of Faerie was not renowned for her modesty. She was also made Titania feel stupid, soft, and weak. Too easy on her enemies. Too readily deceived and disobeyed by her own children. Titania idolized the Winter Queen, but she also hated her almost as much as she did the Cow.

One day, Daphne would see her as an equal rather than a pawn.

That, or Titania would carve the woman's breasts off with a rusty blade and feed them to her each and every day until the end of time.

The only color found anywhere on Daphne's person was the blue of her eyes and the red of her lips. Her hair was jet black, and she never changed it. The same went for her nails. She always wore the same black dress, trimmed with raven's feathers and diamonds. How did she make that look work? Why couldn't Titania take her eyes off the damn woman? Why couldn't she stop wanting her, even as she fantasized about torturing her?

"You want strong men," Titania reminded Lady Winter.

The stare this provoked froze the juices between her legs. Her labia and nipples turned to ice and intense pain filled her. A lifetime passed before she thawed out, and still another elapsed before the pain retreated.

"Please, speak to me in that tone of voice again," Daphne said. "I rather enjoy this."

"They're multiplying as we speak," Titania said, slowly sitting up. "A few more months-"

"You don't have months," Lady Winter cut in. "I can't wait any longer."

Titania almost asked why, but she held her tongue.

"In three days' time, you will deliver three suitable males," Daphne said in that deep voice of hers. "Three days thence, we consolidate."

Lady Winter had yet to explain what that meant to Titania, but the Faerie Queen wasn't sure she needed one. Divide and conquer was a strategy for the weak.

"I'll call the Hunt," Titania said.

"I don't care how you do it," Daphne said. "Just make sure your three don't disappoint."