He was returning from the friendly visit in Telmar. For some political reason they called King Edmund and together planned rebellion suppression of North Giants.
They were occasionally rebelling against the rulers of Narnia and Telmar, but it wasn´t very dangerous for both of kingdoms.
It was almost dusk and he was just two hours of ride from Cair Paravel. His companions were ahead, because, as he told them, he wanted some quality, alone time riding in the west forests.
Before he ride straight to Cair Paravel, he stopped. His horse didn't drink a water for a while. Edmund knew about little lake near.
The forest was darker and darker with every minute, but the full moon rises on horizon. It´s light will show him the way.
Edmund smiled lightly. It reminded him his younger years in Narnia, when he had more free time, he run away from the castle and the responsibilities. He rode a horse in the night for hours. And the next day he was completely fucked up.
Well, it was always worth it.
He is now twenty-two years old and must take his duties seriously. But sometimes…
He walked beside his horse to the lake, but before he got there, the sound of a horse's hooves interrupted his thoughts. Edmund stopped. A horse and rider ran out in the meadow by the lake. The rider jumped off his horse while still galloping. Edmund grimaced.
"What the hell..."
He knew that horse, but he knew that rider too. Only his younger sister learned to jump from a horse in this style. It was very beneficial in battle.
Edmund was still silent. He wondered what his sister doing here at this time of the day. His sister took the saddle from the horse and then tied him to a nearby tree with reins.
Edmund frowned. Whatever she planned, he need to stop her and make her go back to castle. It´s really late and not safe for her here.
However he stopped. She began to undress. He watched her for a moment. But then he shakes his head and walked over to her.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" he shouted. Lucy was startled and covered her bare chest by some piece of her cloth.
"What are YOU doing here? Shouldn't you be at the castle already?!"
"It doesn´t matter! What are you think you doing? Why are you naked? Are you mindless? If someone sees you like that it will be disaster!"
Edmund was dialed.
Lucy rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Oh, come on, Edmund, it´s not first time. I´m here for… maybe third time?"
He frowned.
"Wait a minute. Who are you waiting for?"
"I´m not sure you want to know this, dear brother," she smiled cunningly. Then she turn away from him and continue where he stopped her. Edmund didn´t believe his eyes.
"What?"
"Do you know in which phase is moon tonight?"
She took off her riding boots and untied the drawstring on her pants.
"It´s a full moon, but what..."
"And what season begun?"
"A spring, but..."
She looked over her shoulder at him.
"You didn´t spent too much time in library, right? Maybe, you should go now and find a book with title ´Traditions and customs of dryads and forest fairies´, and read about First full moon ceremony. Now go and let the poor dryads come here. They are waiting for you to finally get out of here."
Edmund stood behind her, totally speechless. For a moment he watched his sister getting out of her pants, but when she for real took them off, he turned away and with red face from anger he mounted his horse and galloped off to the castle.
At the next morning he greeted with Peter and Susan at breakfast.
"How was the visit in Telmar?" Peter ask.
"Great. They want to suppress the rebellion of the Northern Giants. They shows their horns again," he rolled his eyes.
"And the journey back home? You came back late. Happened anything?" Peter frowned. Edmund inhaled at the memory of his naked sister by the lake.
"What? No. I just wanted to ride like in the old days," he said with nervous laugh.
"Hey, by the way, where is Lucy?" asked Susan out of nowhere.
"I don´t know. Yesterday I saw her galloping out of castle. Maybe she was on ride and came back too late, like she does," laughed Peter. Then he turned at extremely silent Edmund. "Didn´t you two met?"
"Absolutely not," he lied. He don´t want to know what would happened if his older siblings find out how he saw her last night.
Edmund was standing in front of the bookshelf in their huge castle library and was looking for that stupid book. It was three weeks since the accidental meeting, but he was screwed. Fucked up. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn´t squeeze the picture of his naked sister out of his mind.
He felt horrible and totally dirty for that thoughts. It was all what he think about when he wakes up and it is that, what he is thinking about when he goes to sleep. Unfortunately, this was not without consequences. It makes him sick, but on the other hand,… oh God.
It was easier to him stop talking to Lucy.
He took a breath and reached for the book. He was startled by what he would find at the "ceremony". He hoped it was Lucy's attempt to make fun of him and she went to bath in that lake.
He didn't look in the book. Instead, he took the book with him to his chambers. He doesn't want to risk being seen by a maid with the book.
In history, dryads and fairies have been innocent and pure. But for some reason they practice the "full moon ceremony."
Something that is not so pure and innocent.
This is the time of the first full moon in the spring, when the fairies and dryads meet in a designated place, usually near the water, and practicing the worship of a woman's body.
This is justified by the fact that in the spring everything grows, a new life arises. But in order for a new life to arise from nature as well, female spirits must be very strong.
Therefore, before this time comes they will honor their bodies. How? They wash their bodies in clean water, take care of their hair, beauty.
But not only about it, but also about their needs. They help each other to relax. It can also be called a group female orgy.
At this time, any men are forbidden to enter the place where the ceremony takes place, and any disruption could result in a severe loss of future lives to be born in nature that year.
Therefore, it is important that men do not move around the lakes during this night.
Fauns and forest men, or male ghosts of trees and nature know about it and stay in their places. They, too, express respect for the woman's body.
It can also be called a group female orgy.
Edmund lied in his bed and these word were running through his mind for hours. He was harder with every minute of thinking about it. What was even worse, he took care about that this night but, how it seems, that didn´t help at all.
With frustrated sigh he stood up. He put on just his pants and with bare chest run from his chambers into the training room. If he have a little bit a luck, he will meet some maid which would help him with his little problem. Truthfully, a little big problem.
Although the training room was across the whole castle, he did not meet anybody. He took one burning torch from the hall and open the heavy doors.
Inside was dark. He walked by his memory and gradually light all the torches in the room. When he finished, there was enough light to see the punching bag. He need to relax. He need to come to anothers thoughts. He need to stop thinking about his sister that way, doing that things!
He punched the bag. Totally forgot about boxing gloves. But that doesn´t stop him.
He imagined his naked sister. He imagined the article in the book. He imagined what she was doing with dryads. How they take care about her body, how they washed her back, chest, belly and thights. He saw the pleasure look on her face, when the dryads and forest fairies touches her core. How she frowned…
"Argh!" he shouted and punched the bag even harder. These pictures was following him everywhere and everytime.
It was unbearable. Frustrated, he ran outside, his steps heading for a door he knew would open in the middle of the night. He knocked on them and waited a moment. Then a blonde maid opened them.
"You'll be in my room in half an hour," he growled. The maid measured him and glared at the bulge in his pants and then on his bare chest. She bit her lip and nodded.
She entered without knocking. In that moment Edmund grab her by a hand a push against the wall.
"Where have you been so long?" he growled.
"I like when you are like that," she said, and with a fox smile she ran her hand down his chest to his pants. "What makes you so angry?"
"That´s none of your buisness."
"Don´t worry I can handle this."
She kneel before him and untied his pants. In a moment he felt her lips around him. Moan escaped from his mouth.
For a while he fight an urge to pull her hair. But then he growled and grab her and pull her up.
"On the bed," he order her. Maid obeyed and went to lie on the bed. She pull up her skirt and part her legs. Edmund has perfect view on her. Without hesitation he walked towards the bed.
"You are just little bitch, you know that?" he narrowed his eyes.
"At your service, sir," she winked at him. He leaned over her. He wanted to take her. But when he looked at her, this urge urge passed him. She was not her. This maid was just slut, prepare to moan when he tell her. He wanted her- this pure, innocent creature. No. she wasn´t pure neither innocent. She was also bitch, but she did it with females.
Oh, man. This thought kill him.
"Get out."
"What?" maid frowned.
"Don´t you understand? Get. Out," hissed.
Confused maid stood up and with the curse words left King alone.
He lied to himself. He didn´t want ordinary maid. He wanted his savage sister.
But he can´t have her. He knew that.
They were sitting at the dinner table. All four of them. Susan, Peter and Lucy were discussing something. He wasn´t listening to them. But they laughed. He was sitting silent and trying not look angry. He was angry with his little sister for that meeting.
If she was sitting home, in the castle that night, nothing would happened.
It´s not first time. I´m here for… maybe third time?
That little bitch was there before, he realised. She knew what she was getting herself into. Edmund rised his head and with narrowed eyes looked at Lucy. He took a deep breath and stand up.
"Sorry, my dear siblings, I need to go. I have an agreed swordplay at training room," said with cold voice and go away from them.
He actually had agreed swordplay wit one of the soldiers.
He was happy about that, because he needed to beat anger out of himself.
The soldier already waited for him. Edmund took his shirt off and pull out his sword. The game can begun.
It´s not first time. I´m here for… maybe third time?
They wash their bodies in clean water, take care of their hair, beauty.
They help each other to relax.
It can also be called a group female orgy.
His blows with the sword were stronger with each sentence he remembered.
"Hey!" woman shouted from the door, pointing the tip of blade at soldier. Men stopped fighting. "You. Get out."
When Edmund left, Susan looked at her with raised eyebrow.
"Don´t you think he is behaving strange lately?" ask Susan.
"Maybe he solves something in his life. Let him be, Susan," Peter said.
Lucy narrowed her eyes.
"Maybe I should go check on him," she said.
"If you want to," Peter shrugged. Lucy stood up and without the word left. Today was one of the few days she wore a dress, so even if she wanted to, she couldn't run.
With every step towards training room she was more angry. He did not spoke to her from that night and now he look at her badly.
But more, he makes her wet with that stupid behaving. from that night she pictured that he wouldn´t leave that place and he grabbed her and fucked her on the grass by the lake.
She imagined this long time before this strange meeting, but he was her brother. But he was atractive brother, he was attention of all women around him, he could choose any woman and any woman would lie with him, they wouldn´t mind that they were married od engaged. He was just one motherfucker.
He has same effect on her.
When she came to the doors of training hall, she saw him fighting with some soldier.
She took a sword from the stand nearby. She raised the blade against men.
"Hey!" she shouted. Men stopped fighting. Then she pointed the tip to the soldier. "You. Get out."
Soldier looked at Edmund and then he left them alone.
Lucy now pointed the blade towards Edmund. Before she attacked him, she shut the door of the room. Then she slowly walked to him. Edmund was breathing fast, so did she. The tip of blade touch his chin.
"Why are you stopped talking to me?" she hissed. Edmund ginned.
"You know why."
"What makes you more angry? The fact that I was there of that I wasn´t there for the first time?"
"It doesn´t matter now."
He attacked her. Their swords meet in combat. They were fighting hard. But the tension around them was more harder.
Althrough was she good at fencing, this stupid dress slower her. But when he thought that he would knock the sword from her hand, she spin and punch him in the face with her fist. Edmund didn´t expect that. Lucy kicked his hand and Edmund released his sword. With a loud sound it landed on the marble floor.
Her blade was on his neck again.
Edmund put his hands in a defensive position. Then he kneeled in front of her.
Both of them were hard breathing. Then Lucy throw away her sword and step to him. She grabbed his hair and pull him into hard kiss. He did not resist.
This kiss was hard and full of tension and frustration.
"Lucy," he moaned. She stepped away from him and cover her mouth by hand.
"Shit," she cursed and ran away.
It was almost midnight. Lucy was marching around the room hopelessly destroyed by what happened. From what she did.
The door to her chambers flew open. In the door stood Edmund with frustrated look on his face.
"Are you mindless? What are you doing here at this time?" she bursted. She began tremble.
"I have one question," he snapped and walk into room. He shut the door behind him.
Lucy begun breathe harder. Her heart was beating really fast. She felt the tension between them.
"How is possible that dryads let you join them on that ceremony?" he ask as he walked to her slowly. Lucy raised her head.
"You know, dear brother," she said with sly smile. "I needed some kind of relax. And when I knew about that ceremony, I went to them one day a discuss it with them. They invited me there."
"Relax?" he raised an eyebrow. "Why did you not come to me, then?"
"Oh, maybe because we are siblings!" she shouted. Edmund laughed.
"Oh, dear Lucy. If we are siblings, why did you kiss me?"
Lucy was silent.
"I´ll tell you why. Because we are not siblings anymore," now he had sly smile on his face. She smiled lightly and then pulled him into ravenous kiss.
They were like animals.
Edmund took her into his arms and pushed her on the bed. He pulled her night dress up and with his hand find her breasts. He squeezed them lightly. Lucy moaned to his mouth.
Then he ran his hand over her stomach to her core. With cold fingers he pressed her clit.
"Ed," she moaned again. Edmund laughed.
"You are so wet," he whispered. Lucy looked into his eyes.
"You did that," she raised eyebrow.
"Oh dear, I won´t let it like that," he bite her on neck. With one hand he untie his pants. Lucy helped him get out of them.
He pushed into her. Lucy with loud moan wrapper her legs around his hips.
"You are so tight," he moaned between the pushes.
"Harder, Edmund," she whispered. Edmund with pleasure respond to her request. They both felt the edge is near.
Edmund with one hand find her clit again and started to rubbing it.
"Ed,… please," she moaned scratching his back.
"What?"
"I´m coming," she whispered and then with loud moan she fell of the edge. Edmund pushed few more times and he joined her.
They both breathing hard.
"Oh my God," Lucy whispered.
"What? Was that better then with dryads?" he laughed.
"maybe?"
"Maybe?!" he looked at her frowned. But then he smiled. "Don´t you worry. Tonight it was rough. But next time I will be softer."
"Next time!" she shouted.
"Do you want to stop now? When we even don´t start?" he frowned.
"Peter and Susan can´t know about this."
"Of course not."
"But occasionally we can have this type of meeting," she winked at him.
"You are fucking crazy," he laughed.
"Yes, I am. If I wasn´t, I wont be at the ceremony."
They both laughed. Then she fell silent.
"But… next time you can be rough"
"Someone like it rough," he narrowed his eyes.