by J Haney
“Do I get the stuff back?”
“When your contract is up.” The General smirks. “Someone get this man something suitable for his position.”
I can’t be sure, but I think he’s holding back an actual laugh. Something I’m told this man rarely has ever done. Guess he delights in the humiliation of possible suitors. I will have to watch myself or else be found in a precarious position.
"Zane, that wasn't nice." Now, May whispers to him even as she criticizes him. "We talked about this."
“Yes, my Queen, at great lengths, but as I said, my duty to you will always trump my baser instincts. I simply asked him to relinquish his electronic devices. It is not my fault he wears so many that it nearly rendered him to his jockstrap. After today’s embarrassment, he will know better.”
I bite my cheek again as May says they will chat about it more later. All I want to do is facepalm. If this is to be a Lady Attending, at least I know it will never be boring.
14
T wo days, two days of camping out in my Queen’s living room while staying off the fucking parasitic press. We met with the government officials, and she has even received a phone call from this nation’s current President. I would be impressed except that it is a last-ditch effort by a fearful man to lay blame at anyone’s feet beside their own. Promises and declarations have been made, but our Queen has machinations. She has accepted the condolences, has signed the treaties of continued tolerance, which keep the borders freely trading, but something is nagging at the back of her heart. I feel the plans forming around her.
She and Valaria have shared space as the house has only a single bedroom, and if my hearing is any indication, the Mechkan is rather orally skilled. The bedroom door opens, and the two of them have decided that today is the day they wish to render me to jelly. Giggles erupt from the small bed-chamber, and I can hear Valaria protesting. My eyes leave the skillet where I have been preparing a meal of coconut citrus salmon, which I have been poaching for nearly fifteen minutes with mandarin oranges, limes, and lemon slices. The green bean balsamic salad is already in the crisper, just waiting for the girls to make their appearance. Valaria is- dressed is not the right word. I’m not sure how to describe this attire other than erection inducing. She’s in sheer black thigh highs held up by blackstrap garters that wrap and connect in multiple places with heavy O rings. The tiny black panties she is wearing make it rather obvious that she is hairless, which for her kind is no small feat. This harness lifts her small breasts to the sky while slightly choking her about her slender throat. I can’t help but stare, and I think that she likes that I am, because I can smell her nervous arousal as it undoubtedly pools in her panties. I set the pan aside, adjusting my stance to allow my cock to shift.
A silky robe covers Queen Maya, as she pushes Valaria’s hair back over her shoulders, her lip upturns, and her eyes glide toward me. “Do you like?”
“It is not for me to like, Lady Attending Valaria is yours.” I clear my throat as my Queen rolls her shoulder and lets the robe slip to the floor. Red. Today’s color of choice is red. A strappy lace bra barely covers her nipples as she runs her hands down her tight stomach and to her center. A garter belt holds up fishnet stockings, and she, like Valaria, is wearing tall stiletto fuck-me pumps. If I were a lesser man, I might have just come in my pants.
“Is this what was delivered this morning that had the two of you all aflutter?”
"Some of it. You have stuff too." Queen Maya smirks devilishly.
“My Queen?” I ask as she and Valaria stalk toward me.
“May, I think the General is nervous for the first time ever.” Valaria stops our Queen, hands running over the firm breasts I fucked just days before and haven’t stopped thinking about since. Our Queen moans softly as her lips are kissed, and lipstick smudged. “Should we leave him to watch?”
“I think he should be dressed appropriately, but first, maybe a little playing wouldn’t hurt.” Queen Maya licks up Valaria’s neck making her moan intensely. I have been privy to many experiences in my many days, but I do have to say that I never tire of seeing two beautiful women chasing each other’s orgasm. I watch as my Queen backs Valaria to the plush couch, knocking her down with a bit of force, which heightens my visual stimulation. Valaria is pulled down to the edge, and I can spy a bit of glittering coming from beneath her. Tugging the straps, I see there are clips, as my Queen, tethers Valaria’s wide open legs to her arms. Moving out of the way, I can now see that inserted into Valaria’s sweet little ass is a plug with a large blue diamond. Her legs lifted as they are, has her open, and the folds of skin are glistening as my Queen slips the little panties aside.
“Would you like to taste her?” My Queen asks as she lowers her head and licks Valaria’s clit. The bound woman squirms and groans.
I’m not sure if this is meant to be a test or an actual invitation. “I will do as my Queen commands.” Fuck, my cock is aching.
With fire in her eyes, my Queen looks at me fiercely. “Maya.” She demands.
“What would you have me do, Maya?” I ask my hand cannot keep from playing with the button to my slacks.
“I asked you if you wanted to taste her. She does smell rather scrumptious.”
“She does, but so do you.” My eyes narrow, I am laser-focused on her hands. One teases Valaria, but the other has slipped between her own thighs. Sadly, the coffee table is an obstruction. I take a step forward, but Valaria whimpers.
“May- I want to see it first. I have never been with a man.” She begs, and my Queen raises an expectant brow in my direction.
With a slight pause, I flick the button to my slacks and slowly unzip them. My cock is battling to be freed as I stop at the edge of my pubic bone. Both women watch me with ravenous intent. First goes the button down, and as I remove my pants and underwear, my Queen begins to purr.
Standing with my cock quite literally in my hand, I start to stoke it to its full length, and its girth fills my hand nicely.
“Doesn’t it just make your mouth water, Love? Do you want him to taste you now, or shall I get the fun stuff?” Her smile reaches her eyes now.
“May, please, let him fuck my mouth while you prepare…” Valaria arches her back as I watch my Queen’s four fingers open and stretch her. That must hurt, but the fullness is also probably most satisfying.
My eyes connect with my Queen’s. “Is that your wish?” Still stroking, my hand is getting slippery from the precum oozing out of me.
Her hand goes out in front of me before my Queen gives a come hither motion. She licks her own lips before standing. I step to her. Maya’s hand touches my cheek, bringing my face to hers for a kiss.
“It has been requested that you fuck her face.” Her tongue grazes my lip. “If you want to come with something other than your hand, I suggest you do so.” I can taste Valaria and smell my Queen’s cum on her fingertips.
I nod as my cock is grasped, and I am pushed over the top of Valaria, who opens her mouth greedily.
“Mmm, yes, please.” She sticks out her tongue. As the head of my cock touches it, she licks back the precum. “Hmm, more.” She demands, and I’m pushed forward.
“You heard her.” My Queen grabs my hips and makes me begin to thrust into her Lady in Attending’s mouth. “Keep that up, and I shall be back with surprises.” She licks my back and is gone. I’m not sure what I have gotten myself into, but I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts.
15
I can hear the mixture of Zane and Val’s moans together, and it sounds fucking amazing. A recently fucked Zane seems to be the most liberal and takes a little more in stride. With what I have planned for today, that’s exactly what I need. I finger the toys laid out on a table in my bedroom.
I grab one of the few things I bought just for Zane. It’s an anal stimulator, but depending on how he reacts to this will depend if I use anything else on him.
Walking back to the living room, I’ve got the toy and a bottle of stimulation lube hi
dden behind my back. I kiss Zane hard and with lots of passion.
“Keep your eyes closed, Soldier. I don’t want to see them open. Do you understand?”
He moans, chasing my lips, his hips thrusting as he squeezes Valaria’s tits for a tighter fit for his cock. Her eyes have rolled into the back of her head. It seems he repositioned her just enough that every time he moves, that anal plug gets tapped too. Zane’s eyes close, but not before he speaks.
“I want you.” He growls even as he pleads.
“Soon, my Soldier, very soon.” I purr for him. With a swipe of my tongue against his lips, I drop, pulling him back so I can taste him and get the toy situated. First, I must undo Val so she can aide in the pleasure.
“May-” Val begs.
“Oh, Love, you're close. Do you want to come?”
“Yes, May, please.”
“First this, then you can come,” I promise.
Val grabs the lube to get the plug that will be going in Zane’s ass ready.
“Are you a dirty soldier?” I ask before licking him from balls to head.
He breathes heavily as Val starts to slip her fingers between his cheeks to lube him too. His legs open wider. “For you, I am fucking filthy.”
“Purrrrfect. Do you want to fuck me? Tell me what you want to do to me.” Val is watching me as I get his cock into place, and I work on his balls as we trade places. If he enjoys this, he should come on impact. Val is going to swallow him down.
The rings hold his cock and balls. As his head rolls to the side, eyes still closed, I poke his hole gently, and he leans toward me. “Good boy,” I say, pushing, and the stimulator slides into him. Zane goes up on his knees as I pull it back a bit, giving it a wiggle and getting in nice and deep. I get my mouth against his ear, “Wanna see stars?” Before he can answer, the thing lines up, and while a part is inside him, there’s this little nub that presses against that patch of skin between his balls and his now filled hole. “Now, Val,” I order and turn on the vibrating function.
“Fuck!” He practically convulses but doesn’t come.
“Come, Zane, come now.”
With a will that far exceeds my own, he twists, grabbing me. I’m pinned to the floor, and he’s now pounding my pussy with total abandon. His kiss is hard, and I feel his body grow, the muscles of his back contract as my nails dig into them. I hold on while his tiger fights for supremacy. His cock knots inside me. It swells and stretches me exquisitely. Tears form in my eyes, and I’m filled with hot sticky cum. I feel Val as she kisses me.
“I want to come too.” She whines, then squeals as I feel Zane pull out of me, and he drags her to him.
“Would my Queen like to watch?” He asks, lifting Val’s legs over his forearms. “Do you want me to fuck her too?” His eyes glow a bright blue. His hard cock dances, and I can’t keep my eyes off it.
“Yes. Fuck her, make her squeal in pleasure. I want to see my mates be claimed.” I rub my shoulders where they have each lain their marks. I may not be able to claim them, but they can undoubtedly claim each other.
***
“Oomph. Is this really what you want?” Zane questions me as I insert his new accessory. A urethral wand. Four inches of surgical grade steel that I have just inserted into his cock. He likes to fill me up, so now it is my turn. “I have something similar I have put on Val, and she loves it.” I lick his cock, and he moans in delight. “See you’re more sensitive, and later when I let you play with it, you’ll thank me.”
“Y-Yes.” His hands hover at the side of my head. I’m already dressed, so he knows not to muss me up. Zipping up his slacks, I adjust his leather harness suspenders. Just a touch of useful kink as they hold his guns. Val looks sweet, but beneath the exterior is the wonton slut I’m growing to love.
“Time for a press conference.” I tap his chest. Explaining that I was announcing my ascension and plans to the Normals was easier to do while he was balls deep in Val. Now for the follow-through.
Zane opens my door, and the press has set up all the way around my place. I take a deep breath before stepping out in clothing that my people would not deem appropriate, but it’s time to show I am who I am—high waisted black pants, strappy heels, and a long-sleeved pale pink top.
I wave and put a smile on my face. “First, I want to thank you all for being here today. Rumors have run amuck. Let me be the one to tell you as the High Queen of Aeterna and daughter of King Maynard Meleke, that he was indeed assassinated during my graduation at Brown University. Where I attended under the name Wasi which happens to be my mother’s maiden name. At this time, I am going to say I am my father’s daughter. We did very much see eye to eye on most things. However, I am not him. I am me. In being me, you get what you see. I won’t put up a front. I won’t stand back and let someone take my place if I mess up. I was born in Aeterna, but I was raised between both realms. I love Earth as much as I do, Aeterna. I want to see everyone get along. Show that where there may be bad in anyone, that means there is also good. I ask for patience during this time of transition and help me to help everyone. You have an idea? Send it to the consulate. I promise I will read it myself and you will get an answer. It may take time to get the right answers, but I think if we all could be just a little more caring toward their fellow, then maybe our worlds could be a better place. This would be the time for questions, but I’m only going to take a few at this time.”
The reporter’s clamor, and the cameras flash. Here we go.
16
S he was doing so well and then… That mouth. The reporters were ruthless. Was she going to marry? Would she intend to unite the Normals and Paranormals? What would she do if they found her father’s murderer? Was the Nation of Normalcy on her hit list?
No comment should have been her response for nearly all of it. Yet, when it came to her stance on her father’s killer…
“I will say this. They will be apprehended. They and all those involved will be extradited to Aeterna, and we will deal with them swiftly and without prejudice.”
As I said that mouth. We stop taking questions and head inside, leaving Oren to get rid of them with the local police force. The door closes, and I cannot help myself.
“Did I actually fuck your brains out?” I growl.
Maya pulls her top off. “I told you what I was going to say. I can’t help that you were only half listening.” She lifts her leg for me to help with her heel.
I shake my head. “I had no idea you would actually admit that we planned to eye for an eye these people.” Kneeling, I unbuckle the heel. “You will have them seeing us as savages and not the sophisticated society your father spent twenty years trying to build.” Was I angry? Fuck yes, I was.
“I never said anything about killing anyone. New reign, new rules!” Queen Maya shouts at me.
“Deal with them swiftly and without prejudice!” I roar back. “Here, that means killing! If I know that you damn well should!” I grab her and watch as Valaria’s eyes bug out of her head. Regaining my composure, I let her go. “I am sorry, my Queen. I should never handle you like that.” I lower my head in shame.
She shoves me, but I don’t move. “Don’t cower now! My father wanted me to unite the worlds. I’m going to with or without you.” She spits, limping away from me, one heel on the other still very much in my hand.
I look at Valaria, who just shrugs and chases after her Queen. Bam! Goes the door, and her cursing of me commences.
“I can hear you!” I snarl.
The door flies open, and she roars at me. “Go suck your own cock!”
I can hear the tiger inside her, and for an instant, her eyes shimmer. Great love, great pain, and death; these are the ways we change, how we come into our power. Though there are stories of it coming in stages, I have never seen it. The question is, what am I the cause of? Great love or great pain?
“Stop Val, or you can go out there with him. I’m not just some stupid child. I can do this. He just can’t stand behind me. I have changes to
makes. Changes some are not going to like.” My Queen sniffs, and I hear a smack. “I said stop, I’m fine. He just infuriates me like no other. I don’t understand why getting into it with him makes me feel this way, but I swear every time we fight, it feels like something is clawing at my skin.”
“May your eyes.” I hear a mixture of fear and excitement in Valaria’s tone. Opening the chamber door, I find my Queen looking into the mirror of her vanity.
Her eyes shoot to mine, and I watch as her tiger surfaces. Blue embers form, and her pupils diminish to slits. “What do you want now? Come to tell me something else I fucked up?” She cries, looking down at her hands. Her fingertips have split open, and her claws are beginning to emerge.
“My Q-Maya, breathe. I know it hurts, but if you fight her, she will do more than just break every bone in your body.” I say calmly. Her back has not twisted, that means her tiger does not have enough power to fully manifest. Yet.
“Why do you care now?”
“May? Are you so dense as to not know?” Valaria steps toward her slowly. “We claimed you. You are our mate. Those are not just empty words.”
I find myself on the floor, as they both stare down at me. “To be claimed is to go beyond words, beyond love. To be mated is not just about the body but the soul.” I cradle my Queen’s hand in mine, kissing the blood-soaked digits. “You are mine, ours.” I correct. “Our love is yours to command.”
“You don’t listen to me,” She sniffs her body shivering.
“Would you prefer if I bent to your every whim? Or would you rather I am honest in my actions? I am your protector, and sometimes that means doing what I know is best.” I pull her down into my lap. “You know what helps stay the changes?” I say, nuzzling her neck.