The Wicked Tower Pt. 09

"I am not jealous, Vel." Naevia slipped into the water next to them. She was giddy, wildly giddy, at the sight of Dellia throwing herself at Vel. This was the break they were looking for. If they could get Vel inside their cousin again, maybe this time she would sing a different tune afterward. And at the very least, they might cause her to forget their upcoming rendezvous with her quarry. She put a hand on Vel's shoulder and felt his tension under his robes. "This is good. Let it happen."

"Mmmpppphhhhh," Vel said around Dellia's tongue. He suddenly thought of his mother and sister across the Inland Sea. How could he spend his time aimlessly fornicating when they were by themselves at home, preparing for the wedding. And who knows what dangers closed around them? When Dellia's hand snaked under his tunic, robe, and underthings, his worries spread to the winds. He felt her mount him, the intensity of their kiss increasing. And then she was lowering herself down on his cock.

Dellia broke the kiss and ground his saturated robes between her teeth. Good gods, he hit a spot that was too perfect for words. But she tried at words nevertheless. "You... fucking... have me... like a stuck... aahhhhhhhhh... pig. Damn... Vel... Cousin... it is like... drinking from Jupiter's own... chalice... ooooohhhhhhhh." Her hips wiggled on their own and she had her first orgasm of the day.

~~

Her castle slept as Cassia ascended the stairs to their library. She had in mind to read some recent history on the royal line. Of course, she knew of the passing of the generation that preceded Princess Minicia and the queens regent. Each of them taken by a wasting disease, one after the other over several years. But she wanted to know more about the queens themselves. She had a strange impression that the king's little sister had birthed only a daughter. But she had other memories of the arrival of twins. Dueling memories. Maybe it had been only a child's fancy at the time, but Cassia wanted to investigate. Her husband and her son had tangled with the queens. And Valeria and Cesphea behaved so oddly. Hopefully, Vel would bring back information from Gallio and she would understand more of the scope of what had happened to her family.

A daughter. Her mind kept coming back to that memory. The king's little sister bringing a daughter into the world. A rhythmic sound brought her out of her thoughts as she ascended the gently curving stair. She paused. The noise was... slapping flesh and grunting. It had been a while since she and Gallio had made such noises, but she recognized sex when she heard it. Some servants, or maybe a couple from the queens' retainer, had probably sought out the infrequently traveled stair for their rutting. Well, Cassia would give them a stern talking to. Her chosen gods would frown on infidelity if she found it, and Cassia herself wouldn't much stand for lewdness and vulgarity.

Step after step, the noises grew louder. Then, movement came into view. Cassia stopped in her tracks, her hand going to her mouth. She tasted the bitter flavor of her iron wedding ring. A woman, her back to Cassia, thrusted her hips, her gown up over her waist. Her bare ass was quite white in the lamplight. The woman was one of the queens. The copper crown was unmistakable. The queen had a naked woman bent over in front of her, the woman's hands on the stairs.

"There now... ugh... ugh... how is it?" Cesphea clutched the servant's hips tightly, almost lifting her up off her feet.

"Good... good..." Merope gave a deep grunt every time the cock rammed its way all the way in.

Cassia took a step back down the stairs, almost losing her balance. Goodness, that was the servant the queens were taking. And... and... the queen was absolutely destroying the woman's nethers with a giant phallus. Cassia could see it clearly with each back thrust. The phallic object was so long that the queen created lots of space between herself and Merope's hindquarters, before crashing back into her with a ferocity Cassia had not witnessed in a mating pair before. But her experience was quite limited. Was that a real penis? It couldn't be, could it? It was too smooth... and the queen was a woman. Cassia's brows knitted in confusion.

"Are you a good little bitch? Will you serve me well and carry my seed?" Cesphea pounded on, unaware of her audience.

"Yes... ugh... yes... Your Majesty." Merope was barely aware of her own grunting and panting. She probably did sound like a breeding bitch from the kennels. It was a role it seemed she was made for. She gave herself over completely to pleasure.

"And what of your husband, wench? Do you wish to go back to him?" Cesphea was gloating.

"I... still... love... him," Merope whined.

Cesphea laughed, a cold hard sound reverberating in the stairway. "I'll pound that out of you... eventually. You belong to the... uh... uh... crown."

"I'm... ugh... sorry... ugh... Nicias... oooooohhhhhhhhhh." Her insides quivered as another orgasm rocked poor Merope.

Cassia had seen enough. She quietly turned and hurried down the stairs, terrified that some queens' guard would spot her and question her. She wondered that the queen would commit such sins out in the open. And in the ducal house, no less. She would have to send the full scullery staff to clean that stairwell tomorrow. Well, not the full staff. She would not make Nicias clean the remains of his wife's defilement. Once far enough away, she broke into a sprint down the stairs, clutching at her chest with both hands to stabilize her bouncing breasts under her stola. Not for the first time, she cursed their size.

At the bottom of the stairs, Cassia huffed and puffed from the effort of her quick decent. She raced to the nearest temple, that of one of the lesser gods, Discordia. She dropped to her knees inside and prayed. She prayed to Jupiter that the queens would fly from her home. She begged Discordia to leave her and let order return to Ostia Novus. And she pleaded with Mercury to send Vel and Naevia back to her bosom with news of their father.

~~

The bright sky faded to a washed out cerulean above them, with pink and purple to the west. Still on the roof of the tower, Vel, Naevia, and Dellia had moved from the bath to the four-poster bed. It was ridiculous to have such furniture out in the open. And none of them could see how it had gotten up there, the entryway to the stairs was much too small for such a passage. But brother and sister and their cousin hadn't spent much time pondering these things.

"He's... fucking... got me... on that... so deep... gods damn... I can't..." Dellia bounced on Vel as if he were a horse at gallop. Both of them lifted off the bed and almost went weightless at the apogee of each springing leap.

"Do you now swear your loyalty to your duke?" Naevia jumped out of bed, afraid that the bucking mattress might toss her to a hard landing on the stone, or the frame might collapse all together. As she stood, she felt the wetness run down her legs. The women had been so giddy and drunk on the magic of the place that both had urged Vel to sow their furrows. Some part of Naevia knew that she was playing with fire, but she couldn't bring herself to worry about her viability as a future wife should she carry her brother's child.

Vel had protested seeding her, saying that Dellia was necessary, but he didn't want to ruin Naevia's future. But he eventually relented when her tight pussy squeezed him like it was trying to coax milk from a tit.

"Do you swear, Dellia?" Naevia looked around her in wonder. The metallic azure light swirled around the tower creating a funnel into the sky. It seemed to increase in intensity every minute they spent on the tower. The light danced around them, adding to Naevia's intoxication.

"I swear it. I will... ah... ah... protect the Tullius ducal legacy with... ugh... my last breath." Dellia's tongue lolled out of her mouth. She had cum on her face and hair, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. If truth be told, she wanted to drown in this teenager's sperm.

"Very good." Naevia clapped her hands. She watched her cousin crash down on Vel, cursing, and screaming her way through another orgasm. She gave them a minute, and then reached down between her own legs. Naevia was a sloppy mess, but her pussy was not sore in the least. A minor miracle. "My turn." Naevia climbed back onto the bed and pushed her still convulsing cousin off her brother so that she fell on her side on the mattress. Naevia got onto all fours, and turned her butt toward Vel. "Mount me."

"I'm tired, Naevia. All yesterday, and all today." Vel looked at the shapely, pale ass. What a blessing that she could be his. He was indeed tired, but his pulse beat steadily in his cock. He knew he had more cum stored if she wished it.

"You will get up behind me and put it inside, Your Grace." She looked back and a thin smile spread on her lips, tempered by the excited energy of her expectation. "Or so help me."

"Do it... Vel," Dellia panted, her mind returning to her some. Her skin prickled with goosebumps at the thought that she would get to see brother and sister mate again. She put her hand to her belly and imagined she could feel his heat deep inside her. She never wanted to leave that rooftop. She would always stay there, mating, and resting, and then mating again.

"I can't say no to that butt." Vel rose to his knees and got behind his sister. He watched as Naevia dropped her head forward and put her legs together, raising her ass up to him as high as she could.

"My gods, you're huge, Vel. For fuck's sake, I could never get enough watching you put that thing where it shouldn't go." Dellia still felt quite giddy, and dreamy. The metallic azure light swirled around them. "Do you still not see the blue light?" She propped herself up on her elbow so she could watch them better.

"No... aaaahhhhhhh." Vel slid into his sister, and held his cock there, feeling her tremble through his hands on her hips. "I see only the friscalating dusk light. And... ugh... two... tight... alabaster... orbs." He found a rhythm with his hips and gently smacked her left butt cheek with a hand. He enjoyed her little yelp in response.

"That's good, Vel. But you can slap my ass a bit harder. Ow... yes... ow... like that." Naevia felt her pussy clench and she knew she was saturating the sheets below her again with that incredible gush. "Now... ugh... take my hair." Her head lifted as he gently bunched her red hair and pulled back. "Oh, Vel. You have conquered... me. You could... conquer... the world... like this. Yeeeessssssss." She screamed out as his hips went wild behind her. Dellia hadn't finished him off the last time, and he was ready to cum again. She had learned the signs well. "Seed meeeeeeeeeeeeee."

A while later, with night all around them, the three lay in languid repose. They had the grapes and wine in bed with them, but the women said the wine had no effect. They were already drunk on the azure light.

"Can we stay here forever?" Dellia was uncharacteristically vulnerable at the moment. She felt such a deep warmth for and from her cousins. It went beyond loyalty and duty. Was it love? She didn't know. For all she had shared and cherished with Spurrius in the past, this feeling was new to her.

"Yes," Naevia purred.

"No." Vel looked over at the open hatch door to the stairs and then back to the copper cage. "And I'm not sure how we're going to get down. We're at the top of the most watched building in Kart Hadasht. We cannot simply slip out the alley as we did before. We will probably have to brave the tunnels again. I wish there was another way off this roof." An image of his mother praying on her knees suddenly flashed before his eyes. She needed him. And then it was gone. He wished he could return to her that very instant. "Hey, I see it. I see the blue." The metallic azure light was all around them, making his head buzz. And then it was blinding. "Naevia?" He reached out to his sister, and his cousin. He caught their hands in his. He could see nothing but blue.

"Vel?" Naevia closed her eyes, the light was bright. Azure peeked under her eyelids. To her surprise, she wasn't afraid. It felt like going home. And then gravity let go its hold on her. She floated, her brother's hand her only tether to the world. And then the light faded. She opened her eyes and could almost make out shapes. Gravity came back and they fell. Naevia screamed. She heard Vel screaming. With a gentle thump she hit something firm.

All three naked bodies groaned and rolled together on cold stone floor. Moonlight fell through an open window. "That's going to leave a bruise." Vel let go of Dellia's hand to rub at his back. His eyes adjusted to the dim light. He recognized his surroundings. "What the...? We're home."

Naevia sat up and looked around. It was true, they were in Vel's chamber back in their own castle. None of the lamps were lit, so they could only see by the moonlight. They were all still naked. Their clothes and armaments were stacked in a pile near Vel's bed. She stood and offered a hand to Dellia, who took it. Naevia felt all the drunken giddiness drain from her. From Dellia's peaked face and frown, she could tell the tower's effects were leaving her as well. Whatever had happened to them on that rooftop, it was over. Seeing the cool look in Dellia's eye, Naevia leaped for the weapons, suddenly aware of the vulnerability of her naked flesh.

"You needn't do that." Dellia helped the naked Vel to his feet. She no longer felt giddy, but Vel's warmth had not left her core. And his touch sent new tendrils of the same feeling down her arm. "I offer my sincere and humble regret for what I've done to you and your family." Once Vel stood before her, Dellia dropped to a knee. "My oath to you stands, Your Grace. Tell me what you require of me." She eyed his heavy, flaccid cock dangling between his legs. She hoped he would require hardness, but sensed that would have to wait.

"My mother," Vel said. "I had a vision of my mother before we... um..." He looked around the room. "Before we came home. Something is wrong here." He lifted Dellia to her feet. "Will you help me find and protect her?"

Dellia nodded. "Against all enemies."

"Right." Naevia closed her gaping mouth. It had worked. It seemed Dellia would support them now. Her mind turned over the possibilities. They would soon have a look into what Dellia had been tasked with and what they were up against. "Well, good. Let's get dressed and find Mother."