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by Archibald Bradford


  The girl screamed into the night as her eyes closed and her fingers clutched at Oldeera’s head as the queen sucked forcefully on her nipple.

  Suddenly Cordelia’s pussy convulsed and hot fluids washed out over their thighs as ecstasy like she had never known consumed her, her head thrashed backwards as she cried out again and again.

  All throughout Oldeera helped her keep her hips thrusting against her thigh, driving her young lover’s pleasure to new heights.

  Without a doubt, it was the most powerful orgasm Cordelia had ever experienced.

  Inevitably the leaves around them settled once more as Hornet wings stilled and Cordelia came down from the incredible heights of bliss.

  With one last shudder, the exhausted girl slumped forwards, hugging the Hornet’s head close with both hands, the cold metal of the queen’s crown pressing against her jaw, while one of her antennae tickled her cheek.

  They stayed like that for a full two minutes, while Cordelia tried to get her ragged breathing under control.

  The smug Hornet queen finally chuckled as she relaxed the death grip that she had held on Cordelia’s ass, instead wrapping her arms around her waist in a hug.

  “You may be a screamer, honey, but you are also a squirter!”

  Her lover sniffled.

  “I know, sorry, I should have warned you.” She mumbled as she pulled her face back to meet Oldeera’s eyes.

  “Don’t be, I do it too sometimes, I take it as a compliment. Especially given that there wasn’t a cock inside of you when you came.”

  The queen waggled her antennae at the crass remark as Cordelia smiled weakly.

  But her joke brought the teen’s biggest reservation about dating another woman slamming into her face as her smile faltered.

  “Honey what’s wrong?”

  “I am such an asshole.”

  The queen jiggled her playfully on her thigh

  “Yes, but what’s wrong?”

  “Oldeera… I-I want kids some day, a family.”

  It was a difficult admission, but the Hornet queen deserved to know, especially after what had just happened between them.

  With trepidation she looked up to see the surprise on Oldeera’s face.

  “You mean, like with a man and his penis?”

  When Cordelia replied her voice was full of remorse.

  “I’m so sorry, I should have said something ages ago. I don’t know about a husband or anything, but I definitely want the kids! It’s just, our lives are so different you know?”

  It took Oldeera a long time to respond, when she did it was with a careless shrug.

  “Honey, if it means that much to you, I can share you.”

  “Oldeera! No! That isn’t fair! That isn’t what I want!”

  “Why not?”

  “I won’t- I’m not Nameless! I don’t want you to have to share me! I just want kids.”

  “Cordelia, I was fully prepared to bond with a man who already had five bond-mates, I hardly see the issue.”

  “Wait, what?”

  Oldeera tilted her head, ignoring the girl’s sudden confusion at the inadvertent admission, her hands still holding Cordelia to her thigh.

  “Honey, all I’m saying is why can’t you have both? My love, my hive, and your children?” She crossed her eyes comically; “Oh wait, that’s three things.”

  Despite the queen’s effort to make light of the issue, Cordelia shook her head, her face pale as a bit of anger found her voice.

  “Because life doesn’t work that way!”

  Oldeera laughed out loud.

  “Sure it does! My sweets knock some handsome guy over the head and turn him into a meat puppet while you get what you need. Then they dump him back where they found him, and you stand on your hands for a few hours and let gravity take care of the rest.”

  The ridiculous proposition was made even more so because Cordelia could tell that was more or less how the Hornet queen would handle the situation.

  Her irritation melted and she had a bit of a laugh, the tension leaving her, but when Oldeera opened her mouth to continue talking, Cordelia abruptly shot to her feet, a frightened look on her face.

  She had seen something in the fading light of the trees that made her blood run cold.

  “What is it, what’s wrong?”

  Oldeera watched with concern as Cordelia leapt away from her and pulled the front of her dress closed to hide her breasts.

  “Someone’s watching us! Over there!” She whispered loudly with a quick gesture behind the Hornet.

  Oldeera buzzed to her feet and looked, only to turn back and smile in relief.

  “It’s alright, it’s just some of my sweets. I called them here so we wouldn’t be disturbed.”

  Cordelia’s head shifted back in astonishment, and she wrapped her arms over her chest as she felt the weight of all of those eyes on her.

  “They were watching us? Watching me?”

  Even with the serious conversation about children, the intimacy between the two had persisted, Cordelia’s naked pussy hadn’t left the queen’s thigh after all, but now the warmth of the moment was completely gone and the queen was unsure as to why.

  Oldeera tilted her head to one side.

  “Of course. They wanted to see us together.”

  With shaking fingers Cordelia pulled her dress closed over her breasts and began to button it up again, still reeling at the thought of so many unknown eyes on her exposed flesh.

  “Honey, are you alright?”

  “No I’m not alright! Why were they watching us?!”

  Oldeera blinked.

  “I’ve told you, a queen’s hive is-”

  “Yeah I get that, but why are they watching us?! I mean, have they been there the whole time?”

  The queen smoothed out her hair as she shook her head and tried to explain.

  “You have to understand honey, my hive, they’re part of me. They feel what I feel, want what I want. You could no more separate me from them then you could me from my wings.”

  Cordelia got to her feet, feeling shame wash over her without fully understanding the source of it.

  “I know okay, I get it, but it just feels so weird! So wrong! This whole time, all those, those eyes on me! It makes my skin crawl!” She shuddered.

  Queen Oldeera staggered back, her face paling as the pain of the girl’s words slammed into her like a battering ram.

  “I… make your skin crawl?” Her voice caught slightly; “Is that what you felt… while we made love?”

  Cordelia eyes widened as she realized exactly what it was that she had just said

  “No! Fuck, that isn’t what I meant! I just, this-”

  But Oldeera raised her arm to stop her.

  The cold night descended on the pair as she worked through the young girl’s careless words.

  “I know what you meant.” Her hand went to her forehead as she stifled a sob; “I should have seen this coming, I’m so stupid. I got so caught up in this thing between us. I even wanted to see if you could-”

  Her eyes closed as tears seeped through her lashes and down her cheeks.

  All around Hornets emerged from the trees, closing in on the pair as they shared in their queen’s pain.

  When she opened her eyes again, it was with grim clarity.

  “I didn’t see the truth. You aren’t a tamer, or an Empath or an Aegis operator. You’re just a silly little girl, with small town needs. Even before we met you were confused about what you wanted. Of course you wouldn’t be ready for me. Someone completely different from anything you’ve ever known, someone who… makes your skin crawl.”

  Cordelia was wringing her hands as tears ran down her cheeks, her own discomfort forgotten almost immediately at the look of agony on Oldeera’s face.

  She had never meant to hurt the Hornet, but she had succeeded mightily nonetheless.

  “Oldeera, it isn’t like that! I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m so sorry! Please-”

  The queen
, though still pale, stood tall and stared at the desperate girl with an indecipherable expression.

  “You’ve said that. Many, many times now. But at a certain point those two words lose their meaning.”

  She turned her back to the remorseful girl and spoke into the fading light of the trees.

  “I am done chasing you Cordelia Loskins. I swear I have been vexed for the last time. My girls… will see you home.”

  For the baker’s daughter, it was like being punched in the stomach and dunked in ice water all at once.

  She shook her head in a vain effort to refute the finality of the queen’s words, as her lips moved without her knowing what she was even saying.

  “No. Don’t say that, don’t do that. Not now, not after we-”

  “Goodbye, Cordelia.”

  The executioner’s axe fell, and the shocked girl didn’t get a chance to say anything more as two of the Hornets took her under their arms and flew her into the encroaching night.

  Still reeling from Oldeera’s words, the baker’s daughter wasn’t even afraid of the sudden flight.

  In the grove in the woods, the Hornet queen’s hand gripped Cordelia’s red panties tight as she stared up at the sky and hurt.

  Chapter 18:

  Fucking Lace

  It was late morning when Nameless awoke, the sun finding the window of their cottage and drawing a line across his eyes through the curtains.

  His dreams had been chaotic again, all fire and violence and pain, though they felt different this time, less of a memory and more real.

  He nonetheless shook them off and shifted against Milly’s side, nuzzling himself against her shoulder with her arm around him possessively.

  “Good morning Master.” She greeted him sleepily.

  “Mmmm, good morning.” He nuzzled her again, then his brow crinkled; “You know what?”

  “Yes?”

  He shifted his head a bit and kissed the side of her naked breast between each word.

  “You-”

  Kiss.

  “Need-”

  Kiss.

  “A-”

  Lingering kiss.

  “Bath.”

  She lowed at the attention.

  He gave a sudden yelp as a familiar rough tongue scraped up his spine from the small of his back, over Milly’s arm, then his neck and into his hair.

  “Lover, so do you. In fact, I think we all do, last night was wild!” Erica whispered into his ear.

  Milly shifted her arm to allow the Katje to spoon him from behind, extending the embrace to include her Katje sister.

  Through their bonds the other girls had felt their fair share of his and Erica’s rough sex from the previous night, and when they came back from visiting the Amazons they were up half the night: six bodies writhing together well beyond the point of sanity.

  Nameless yawned and stretched with a groan.

  “Yeah, I’m getting a little sore again, we’ve been making sex a lot lately.”

  Erica let out a little meow.

  “You’re sore? After yesterday I’m going to need a special pillow to sit down!”

  She kissed his ear again to lessen the complaint.

  “Yeah, we uh, took that kind of far huh?”

  “No, we took it just the right amount. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you to really claim me.”

  He frowned as he pondered the nuances of Katje psychology, and felt a cold shudder when he realized that Erica had likely been dominated like that many times before, and never by someone of her choosing.

  Fortunately the utter satisfaction oozing from her heartstone in the bracer on the vanity dispelled his worries, so he pulled her arm over his waist and nuzzled closer into Milly’s breasts. He was seriously thinking about going back to sleep, but Ophelia sat up on the other side of Milly.

  “Yes dearheart, we have been having a lot of sex, and rough sex is good, in moderation of course. Like our Volka keeps saying, ‘seek only joy’.”

  She got out of bed and stretched, the naked expanse of her arching back causing his sore cock to stiffen slightly against the velvet hide of Milly’s thigh.

  “And speaking of moderation, it is well past time to get up!”

  She turned and briskly pulled the covers off, then fanned them with her wings, the chill morning air on their exposed skin waking them fully.

  “Ophelia! Brrrr!” Erica complained with a shudder as she held him closer.

  “Yes it is a brisk morning, all the better to wake up to, though!”

  Despite her words, Ophelia scrambled to pull on her gown.

  “Certainly better than waking up in the middle of the night because somebody stole all the covers!”

  Volka, dressed in her flimsy shorts and shirt, hugged Ophelia from behind and kissed her shoulder, the Flutterby’s wings folded low between them.

  “Mmmm, I’m certain I have no idea to what you are referring.”

  Ophelia’s hand curled into the angel’s golden locks as she held her face in the nape of her neck.

  “Volka? Did you sleep in the front room?” Nameless fretted.

  The Valkyrie stuck her bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout, her head hunched down and her chin resting on Ophelia’s shoulder.

  “Yes Husband, once the covers were taken from me I fled to sleep near the embers of the fire, it was dreadfully lonely!”

  “I call bullshit.”

  Nina had pulled on her shorts and was scratching her stomach, her little naked breasts having the same effect on him as Ophelia’s exposed skin had.

  “Maybe, but we do need a bigger bed lover.” Erica commented as she slipped her panties on.

  The last to get up despite the chill, Nameless yawned.

  “I’ll add it to the list, but I don’t know… I kind of like us all snuggled together like this!”

  Five sets of eyes stared at him.

  “What?”

  “Says the guy who always sleeps in the middle!” Milly giggled then threw a pillow at him, bowling him over on the bed.

  Showering in twos the family set about getting ready for the day.

  “You slept the whole night lover?”

  He nodded as he bit into some toast.

  “Yeah, I did, being completely and utterly exhausted beforehand certainly helped!”

  Volka’s eyes widened in mock panic as she whispered loudly to the others.

  “He’s on to us! Quickly, somebody flash him some skin to distract him before he figures out the plan!”

  He chuckled as he took another bite of toast, while Erica rolled her eyes and pulled the plunging neckline of Ophelia’s dress to one side, briefly exposing the curve of one breast and the indigo nipple at its center.

  “Hey!” The Flutterby slapped at the Katje’s hand; “Bad kitty! Never at the table!”

  Volka choked a bit on her water and Nameless inhaled a piece of toast with a cough.

  Once Milly had finished chewing and swallowing a mouthful of oats she turned to him with a questioning look.

  “So after all of the usual morning stuff what’s the plan for today?”

  After a sip of milk to clear his throat he shrugged.

  “There’s not much work left to do on the fence.” Nameless scratched at his jaw thoughtfully; “I suppose we could go and see about getting a bigger bed when we take your milk into the market?”

  Nina nodded.

  “Yeah, and I need to pick up some ingots Rory set aside for me.”

  “Silver?” Ophelia frowned.

  “Yup.”

  “So you’re going to make me some cutlery now?” Her tone was arch.

  It was rare to see the Gigas squirm so they all enjoyed the sight.

  “Well, I was planning on-” She trailed off as Ophelia’s expression darkened; “-on… surprising you with it?”

  The Flutterby clucked her tongue.

  “Surprises are overrated dearheart, flatware is forever.”

  Nina sighed.

  “Well, aft
er I refill the fork drawer, I want to start making pieces to sell at the market, maybe take some orders.”

  Nameless scratched at his chin.

  “Wouldn’t Wayfelt be a better market for you for something fancy like that?”

  She snorted.

  “I am a Gigas smith. Customers come to me.”

  At that moment there was a knock on the door and Myrina poked her head inside.

  “I see you are finally awake! And yet Milly is not dodging my spear and Erica is not dodging Volka’s feathers?”

  “Sorry Myrina!” Milly said as she wiped her mouth and stood.

  “Yeah sorry Myrina, slow morning, we still need to milk her for the market.” Nameless apologized.

  “Well, Erica at least can help you get warmed up.” Volka pushed the Katje towards the door.

  The Katje yowled at the Valkyrie’s evil grin.

  “It’s too cold for this shit!”

  While the others watched in amusement, Myrina cheerfully dragged her outside.

  “It is never too cold for training!”

  After breakfast, Volka took Nameless by the hand and they stepped out into the field.

  “What’s up?”

  She rolled her shoulders and handed him her shield. Then stepped behind him and hugged him around the waist.

  “Tell me Husband, are you afraid of heights?”

  He shrugged against her breasts as they pressed into his back; she had not donned her armour yet.

  “I don’t really know.”

  She leaned in and kissed his ear.

  “Do you want to find out?”

  His cheeks flushed at the feel of her lips on his skin and his heart pounded in excitement at what she was suggesting.

  “You mean… fly?”

  “Would you mind? Our first flight together was marred by Evadne. I would love to show you the world, as I see it.”

  He blinked at the idea, but could feel her excitement coming from the shield in his hands.

  “Sure, do I need to do anything or…”

  “Yes.” She replied gravely while helping him strap the shield to his arm; “You must focus with all your might upon how amazing you think I am.”

  It was not a difficult request so he did as she asked, though he was a bit skeptical.

 

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