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'Speaking from the mind, between Lance and Nimue'.
"Speak normally"
NIMUE POV
"Daddy, wake up, you promised me that you would teach me how to play knives with the guys, it's been weeks since you promised that, wake up" I'm awake by Percival's voice and his movements trying to wake up Lancelot.
''Before sunrise, he is your son,' says my Fey stretching, Lancelot is increasingly comfortable with our connection.
''Remember that I nursed and cleaned our other little fire all night while you threw yourself into bed and slept through his crying'.
'I stood up in all the crying' my soulmate stuffs his face in my hair 'Having you in my life only did me good, I love you''.
'I love you too, but remember that soon the little one will wake up and I need to feed him' and I start to stroke his hair.
'But' and he turns to look at me.
'No buts, you promised him' I kiss his cheek.
'I promised, but I thought that he had forgotten and that if he remembered he would wait until after breakfast' pulling me to a good morning kiss. Which I reciprocate with the utmost disposition.
"Ughh how disgusting, you can't wait for me to leave the room," says the little pest. And that makes me have an idea.
'Which is?' My fey asks in our bond.
'Tickles in Three' I respond to him.
Deal' he answers me in our kiss and quickly we separate from the kiss, and with malicious smiles we attack the little one, filling him with kisses and tickles, and soon the little one is squirming and laughing.
"Let me go, you two, stop mommy, daddy stop," screams Percival.
"Only if you say you love us more than the world," I tell him.
"I love you very much" and let him go. And we begin to hear noises of movement and little sounds coming from the crib. I think our beautiful baby is awake.
'Baby's awake' Lance sends in our bond.
You can get him, I don't want our 10-year-old asking why I'm naked,' I ask him and he nods, kissing me on my forehead.
"I'll get dressed and we'll meet in the dining room," says Lancelot, going to get our other son before he sets us on fire. Because if we don't pay attention to little Galahad, he gives me our son and I put him in my breasts and he soon starts sucking ferociously.
'Thank you'.
'No problem, love'. and he puts a kiss on my lips. That we were quickly interrupted by the moans of the boy.
"You two can stop being one of those newly married couples, you've been together for a few weeks now," says the little guy with the disgusting face, "and why you're naked, Daddy?"
"Percy, we love each other," says Lancelot, I don't think he heard the second part.
'I heard it, but we don't need to explain to him what we did under the covers' and I turn red.
'Very true, Love, he's a child' I send to him and he goes on aloud.
"But, using the fact that you're all excited Percival, you'll wake up your uncles," says my man. And the energetic boy runs out to wake up his uncles.
Taking advantage that my eldest son left, I look at this beautiful species that is still naked from the events of last night in front of me. It seems that sleeping naked has become daily these last weeks and I can say that I like very much what happens in the moments that we are under our blankets. I look up and see that Lancelot, the Fey who was a former monk, who prayed and killed was the only thing he did, is drooling by the breasts that are feeding our son almost a month old. I get red with the intensity of his look, I should be used to his look, we are young and we have a lot of energy, and I can say that in these last weeks I learned more about the pleasures of having your soul mate in your bed, but I know I can't be ashamed of this look, I am his and he is mine. I think for a few seconds with the bond closed, and I have what I will say to him, and being the Nimue that I am, I speak without shame.
'From now on these are just for our little Galahad to enjoy, he has several months left that he can only eat with their help, you understand, your Ashman. And you have played with them enough last night, I don't know if they can stand the two of you using them'. I send him in our bond, pointing at my breasts.
"Don't do this to me, Nimue" cries my man." You know I can't control myself, they're magnificent," he says, giving me a kiss that I deepen it, and the moment he starts to lower his hand toward my ass, I hear three angry screams from the hall.
"LANCELOT" and my Fey and I fell for the laugh. After one last kiss, he runs towards our closet to get dressed before Percival and the others come here and see us naked and start to annoy us, saying that we are not ashamed to do this in front of our children. and when he finishes he fires himself with a single "I have to go" and he shoots towards the dining hall.
After Lancelot's departure, I keep looking at my little Galahad feeding himself, this little boy has taken everything from his father, his eyes, so beautiful, his hair, his lip, the marks that light up when he uses his powers, I think the only thing he has of me is my nose and the powers of the sky folk, I get trapped in my thoughts until my son loosens my breast, satisfied, I grab him and put him to burp, and after he burped, he starts babbling with his soft sounds. And I start talking to my little one while I tickle his belly.
"My little warrior, our whole family is here with us, your uncles that are with your older brother and must be cursing your father for waking them, your aunts that must have been laughing at their men, Grandpa, and Grandma who was brought back to us, we have Daddy already for almost a month, and he's becoming a great fey, but he's still afraid to use the hidden, we will have to let him get used to it, but it doesn't say to him, I already have a lot of ideas on how to do it" and I start to have in my thoughts several scenes that are inappropriate for under 16-year-olds and that haven't found their soulmate yet.
'Nimue, my beautiful, don't think about those things while you're with our son,' Lancelot says in our bond.
'Are you not with our other son? And why are you reading my thoughts?' I send it back to him.
'I'm with him, but out of nowhere come images of us having sex in my mind, How you think I am?, I'm in front of your brother'.
'So pay attention to them, not me,' and I close the bond.
"My beautiful, Mommy has to be careful what she thinks," I tell him, and he answers me with bubbles of spit. "Exactly that" and I tickle him again and again, we keep playing, until in his little face starts to appear the root veins that the people in the sky have when they access the Hidden, I look around the room to see any damage he is doing, and I see that the flowers that were in the vase, grew very quickly. I use my own power to stop the flowers from growing and talk to the powerful baby. "The goddess Nantosuelta was right, she said you would be one of the most powerful Feys in the kingdom, you are more powerful than me, my beautiful".
"I can say that he really is much more powerful than you, sister" I could hear a voice from the door was Pym, "But you really had to tell little Percival to wake us up," says Pym yawning and jumping on my bed.
"Don't blame me, it was Lancelot's idea" I say laughing to her. "But you could have gone back to sleep? He just wanted the men".
"Me? sleep? After a child jumps on my bed and wakes me up with a scream, I can't," she says, settling down beside me. And quickly my friend and I intertwined in a hug along with my baby, Pym over the blanket.
"And what was Miss Pym doing with Lord Dof?" I ask with my eyebrows up, my friend gets her cheeks the same color as her hair. "At least tell me you were dressed?" I beg her.
"I can't say that," says my best friend maliciously." But I must ask you the same question, my dear," and she lifts my blanket. "I can say that your evening was also very good indeed".
"For a Monk, there's nothing holy about him," I say with a malicious smile.
"I think the night was good," she says laughing.
"It could have been better if he let himself go, he controls himself a lot, he's afraid of hurting me, we've been together for almost a month and he never lost control," I say with a sigh.
"Dof is the same and he is very careful and he doesn't want to hurt me, and he and I have been together a lot longer than you," she says agreeing with me.
"Gawain at the beginning of our bond was afraid to use his strength, I tried to make him more adventurous, but he was so obedient, and didn't want to do anything wrong and forcing me to do things that would hurt me, but one day I got tired of him like this, I decided to go naked to one of the hunting meetings and when he saw the others looking at me, he got possessed with a jealousy, took me to one of the caves in Nemus, from that day on he started to be more open," says Layla from the door. "Sorry, going in like this, someone told us to wake up" and she walks towards us.
"It wasn't my fault that the boys promised my son, and today he decided to collect that promise and woke them up," I say trying to control a laugh.
"These men, they have to remember that a child never forgets what we promised him, and we know how Percy is like," says my sister-in-law laughing. And Pym and I laugh.
"Yes, that's true, because our men are so forgetful about the things that aren't very important to them, but they remember every time we promised them something," Pym complains.
"It's not true, they remember other things, but we can always make them do everything we ask," I tell them, they giggle.
"But we love them very much, so that's relevant," says Layla sitting on the mattress with us.
"Yes, girls, we were lucky enough to meet our soul mates, but why do they have to be so obedient? I say with a happy sigh.
"We're beautiful and rebellious, and that's why the occult brought these men following orders that are more delicious than a piece of molasses, to try to keep us in line," says Pym with a dreamy air and we fell for the laugh.
"I believe we'll lead them to the wrong path," says Layla between laughs and looks at me, "You, my little sister-in-law broke my brother, he's in the clouds, since the moment you returned from the kidnapping of Rugan and his lepers, he's happy and smiling, you, Percy and Gal did well for him".
"I know, he had a lot of bad in his life," I say to her.
"Yes, but now with you, he can be a young man, he jokes and laughs, he has fun, and it seems he can't take his hands off you," says my sister-in-law with a malicious smile.
"I can't take my hands off him, every time I see him I feel a constant urge to touch him, to be inside me, just thinking about it, I'm tempted to go to the fields and take him to a tree and prove how sinful I am," I tell her.
"I feel the same way with Dof, my friend," says my redhead making a move as if she were shaking and trying to cool her heat.
"And when they're training, there are times when Lancelot just takes off his shirt when I'm watching and have to control the fire in my veins," I say mimicking her gesture.
"We all feel this way, Gawain is a beauty to see," says my brother's soul mate, and Pym and I look at her in disgust. " Girlfriend, he may be your brother, but he's a very beautiful species to see, but the existence of them is already a provocation for us women," says my soul mate's sister. "Now give me my nephew, I miss him," and she comes to bed and picks him up, and soon starts playing with him.
"You saw him yesterday," I tell her, pushing Pym out of bed and I get up and go to my closet, and I put on a dress that is easy to move, and I go to the window and stare at the landscape, and right the boys are being led by a cheerful Percival towards the gardens, and I see that the four of them are yawning. I hold a laugh and think again about the conversation we just had and remember Layla talking about how she tried Gawain, and that came to mind, quickly blocking my bond with Lancelot, I had a crazy idea of how to make my Lancelot jealous and dominant. I look at my best friend with a malicious look and she freezes.
"What are you planning? I don't like it when you have this look, it always leads to problems," she says. I open a very malicious smile.
"Close your bonds with the boys," I ask you both, and Layla looks at us without understanding.
"Why?" asks my worried sister-in-law. "You know I hate doing this to Gawain."
"She had an idea and she doesn't want the boys to tell your brother, and from what I know our queen, that idea will get us in trouble"
"Let's trick the boys into becoming more dangerous, they're training, if we use Layla's idea, they won't know what hit them," I say to them both, and I see Layla has opened a smile, and I'm sure she'll come up with my idea.
"But how do you want to do that?" asks my curious sister-in-law.
"Come on, let's send a message that we were going to the river, they felt like meeting us, you Layla has the same keen sense of smell as Lancelot, you can warn us ..."
"What are you three up to?" asks my Viking sister next to the door. "The door was open" and she enters my room, when I see her coming towards my bed, my already big smile gets huge, I have three to help me with my plan.
"I'm glad you came, I needed one more for my plan to work, we'll be naked in the creek and Layla will let us know when they arrive, we'll split in two and two, Pym, you with Gwen, and me and Layla, in these divisions our men were very jealous, because we'll be trading them for their fraternal figures or in Layla's case, your brother will think I traded him for his female version".
"I don't know how you think of these plans" Pym starts laughing at my miraculous idea of making our men jealous.
"Will they be okay after that?" asks Layla.
"They'll probably kidnap us and lock us up in our quarters for about three days," I say with a dreamy look at that idea.
"If we stick to the plan, we'll probably have the best fuck of our lives," Guinevere says. "I love it, men get very possessive when they get jealous."
"Just you guys to think about it, but I love to tease Gawain, so I'm in," says my sister-in-law.
"Pym, you don't have to answer, you're already a part of it, obligatorily," I tell my sister she doesn't stop laughing. She can only nod yes.
"Let's take Galahad to my parents and then we can put this plan into practice," I tell her.
"First we have to eat something if we want this plan to work," says Pym. We got up and went to the dining hall, and there were the two people that I was most wanting to see. My parents, I go to them and hug them.
"Good morning, my dear," says my father, giving a little kiss on my forehead.
"Good morning, Dad, Mom," I say to them.
"Nimue, shouldn't you be sleeping?" Says my mother. "Normally, you sleep for at least eight hours."
"Aunt, we have a little Squirrel, who wanted to wake us all up, so he could take those classes his father promised," says Pym, hugging my father.
"Mom, I found out what you suffered with me when I had one of mine, I never complain about you again, when you say you almost didn't sleep when I was little," I say hugging my mom, I see that my dad and the others were already sitting at the table and started to have breakfast, my dad already with Galahad in his lap. "I had to get up about ten times to either change him or feed him, but still you had to put up with me practically alone," I tell her.
"Yes, dear, but you were very important to me, I love you, little girl," she says, returning my hug.
"Mom," I whisper in her ear "I have a plan to play a trick on the boys, can you take care of Galahad please?" I ask her.
"What will you do? she whispers in my ear so that my father wouldn't hear.
"Let's make them jealous," I say quietly.
"And how will you do it?"
"Let's make them think that we want their beloved's fraternal figure" and I tell her my whole plan. And she laughs.
"Daughter, only you, how do you know it will work?" she asks.
"They're men, and they're jealous and they think with their lower head," I tell her.
"You, my daughter, are entering a dangerous game," she says, I open a malicious smile to her. "You want to enter this game".
"Uhum, I want to see what this dominant fey can do in moments like this" and she keeps laughing.
"Good luck," she says agreeing to stay with the baby.
We eat and prepare our prank, Mom will say that we went to the river to take a bath and we will send a message for the bond that was waiting for them, we would be naked, Pym and Guinevere, and me and my sister-in-law, we will start kissing and when our men arrive and see, we agreed to say that it's good that we have each other, these men don't know how to love us, and we will see how they respond, I hope with much ferocity.
"Let's go to the river, Mom, remember to tell them in twenty minutes," she recalls. And we go toward the woods around the castle, still inside the walls, it's the only way that leads us to the stream that bathes the kingdom of the Feys. We went to one of the trees and took off our clothes. "Time to warn the boys, it's been twenty minutes".
I open the connection and receive a thought from Lancelot.
'Why did you close the connection? What are you up to?'
'I, nothing, I'm just in the stream with the girls'.
'You, Pym, and my sister have blocked the bond, and it smells like trouble'
'I'm in the stream, naked, and ready for you, baby'
'I'm coming'.
"Nimue, every time I see, your breasts are bigger," says my best friend looking at my breasts.
"That's what having a child who needs milk gives," I tell her, who laughs.
"I think that's it, I see that Gawain is all the time, touching my belly or drooling over my breasts," says my sister-in-law entering the stream.
"I'm only 20, I don't need a baby, even though I want Dof to drool over my breasts".
"Friend, he already drools for you every time you enter his vision," I tell her and she gets her face matching your hair. Layla approaches me and says the boys are coming.
"It's showtime," I say and pull my sister-in-law for a hot kiss.
I hear the men choking and they run into the river and go to their beloved ones. I feel the heavy breath of mine on my neck.
"NIMUE, how can you?" I growl at my man and feel his arms on me.
"LAYLA", Gawain approaches his soul mate and grabs her by the waist and tries to separate us, but I pull her tighter in my arms. I lower my lips on her neck but am pulled by Lancelot's strong arms that turn me to look at him in his eyes so blue and dangerous.
"You don't know how to love us, we decided we are better off without you in our life," I say trying to get out of the strong arms of my soul mate trying to get back to Layla, who is smiling, and my brother quickly puts her on his shoulder and takes her to the edge of the river. "Let me go, you're evil, I've traded you for your sister," I tell him by spreading my legs and rubbing me on his growing erection. I feel a bite that warms me and makes me all wet, and when I feel Lancelot's teeth on my shoulders, I know that his inner dominance is marking me as his, my plan worked, I see that all the other couples are already tangled by their men and moaning like crazy.
I start to laugh, and Lancelot faces me.
'What was that?' he sends me dangerously.
'I wanted to see how possessive you get and I created this scene, to make you jealous,' and he pulls me into a possessive and very passionate kiss.
'You want a mad animal, so you'll get it, Kneel it now' and I do what he asks.
SMUT
"Look at me, love"
On my knees in front of my Lancelot, he holds my hair. I obey him after the big joke I made together with other women. Normally I know how to handle after one of my ideas that ended up being very well done, but now I'm afraid of what the famous Crying Monk could do to me, he may be changing into a proud Fey, but I know I still had his evil in me, and that's what I wanted to experience, his thought forcing it on me, already makes me all wet, my channel that was yearning for the size of my soul mate, I raise my head slowly, my breathing is rhythmic in hesitant puffs. The moment our eyes connect, the intensity I see in the eyes of my fey, sends a tingling sensation that runs from my puffed lips to my stomach.
'You know why I'm doing this?' Lancelot says in our bond, I imagine his voice in a low, cold tone, holding my dark brown wicks with one hand. Oh, I know, definitely, what I've done, I've been waiting for this since I remembered our first meeting there in my village, the dispute between the prey and the hunter. I want to challenge his dominance, I put my lips between my teeth just the way I know my alpha male gets thirsty when I make this gesture. Lancelot pulls my hair and then lowers and whispers in my ear the tone I was imagining, "I won't ask again, why am I doing this?"
On my lips I open a little smile, this being the only sign of challenge that I allow my body to show, or at least that's what I try to do, I want it to be dominant.
'Because I made a prank on you. Sir' I command by the bond, without looking into your eyes and preferring to see the grass of the river.
I feel in my ear, I hear his debauched laughter, and he speaks with his husky voice "I may not be your master," he puts his other hand on my neck, and squeezes it very softly, to show that in our mating bond who is dominant and deep down I know that my Lancelot is enjoying like I am. I moan with the expectation of my man being dominant. "Lie down, dear, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't do anything else, that leaves the dominant side of me standing out" and I do what my Lancelot asks, I get down and lie down on the ground very close to the edge of the creek that I put a small spark and lit all that animal side of Lancelot.
"You, you don't know what's happening to me, the smell of your pussy, makes me crazy, and mainly because I know you're like this, because of me," he says, stooping down and sitting on my lap, I tremble at his action. I raise my arms to reach his back, but the moment I touch him, he takes my hands and holds them on the ground well above my head.
"Lancelot, Please" I beg him.
"Quiet, you, my queen, you must know well that messing with a man's pride only brings trouble," he says, joining my hands and holding them with one of his, and the other comes down and shakes my whole body.
"Lance" I moan his name, he raises his hand towards my head and I see that he is lowering his face and speaks calmly.
"You, my witch, are the most devastated woman in this universe." I see him approaching, his lips to mine, anxious to have his lips, I open my mouth, but Lancelot, letting his animal be in control of his body, releases my arms and uses his hands, one takes my brown hair and pulls it, and the other squeezes my neck which makes me choke.
I hear whispers and realize that someone is using the occult, and suddenly I feel roots in my legs and arms, I see a reddish glow, and in front of me, right in the marks that my son has just like his father, it is like burning embers, and at this moment I realize that I am at the mercy of this Fey.
He lowers his skillful lips all over my body, and when I let out a groan, he stops.
"This my love is not for you to enjoy, this is for me to have control of you," says my Dominant. "Since the attack on your village, I wanted to put this Fey who was beautiful, but a demon, in her place, now I will be able to make all my forbidden wishes I had in all our separate months".
"What will the hunter of Feys do with this troublemaker fey?" I reply to him.
"Quiet, witch," he says, and his hands let go of my hair and neck, and go towards my breasts and squeeze them. I twitch as loud as I can. And he lowers his lips toward my neck and bites me, marking for anyone who sees this mark to know that I am taken.
And from the moment I had the idea, I knew I would never want Holy Lancelot, I want this dominant all the time.
'Will you do it again?' asks Lancelot by our bond.
"No sir, I promise I will be a good witch," I say to him, raising my hip to meet his hips. I try to create friction, to pleasure my channel with my Lancelot's member. My male grunts and bites me again but this time on my breasts that are dripping with the milk that I love our little Galahad. He takes his hand in my bosom and raises it to my neck, I groan in anticipation, and my Fey squeezes me, and the other hand goes down to my wet grave and inserts two fingers at once, I scream and let my male have fun with my femininity, he rolls his fingers inside me finding my point of pleasure. I know the expectations I created were much lower than what was happening at that moment, I love him, but this is making me more slippery and I am loving this side of my soul mate. I feel his dick, harder and harder, it was almost like a rock, and I know he wants to bury himself inside me, I squeeze his fingers, and he grunts.
"Witch," he says, taking off his fingers.
"Your Witch," I say seductively and he can't stand it anymore and shoots all his with length into my pussy with a strong blow.
I feel that he lets the animal inside him assume and fucks me with strength, and an inhuman speed. I scream, groan, and see stars with every blow Lancelot gives, the roots that loved me on the ground, squeeze my limbs harder and harder, with his movement coming and going, I've never felt as good as I was now, and at that moment she forgot that I'm mother, queen and anything else besides being my Lancelot. Our pelvis meets, in every stack, and faster and faster I even feel that I am exploding, I feel as if a shock is running through my body and it feels that he has spilled all his seed into my channel, and with that, I close my eyes.
LANCELOT POV.
I give my soul mate a nice kiss and we stay like this until I hear. "LANCELOT" from the hallway and me and Nimue fall in laughter. I run to our closet grab a tunic and pants dress me quickly before Percival and the others come to my room, I tell her an "I have to go" I go in a shot to the dining room and I see that little Percival is jumping around the uncles who are in a bad mood, I hold a laugh of their expressions.
"You laugh, but you're the one who made this little pest wake us all up," says Gawain with a yawn.
"I just told him to go look for you" I lie to him.
"Before dawn?" complains Arthur.
"I'm in the same boat as you, this little boy came to wake me up," I tell them.
"But I was with Pym, really? Buddy, we were having fun," says the blond.
"You were dressed?" and he smiles maliciously. "Tell me he hasn't seen you, he's ten years old," and I'm flooded with images of me and my beloved having sex in various positions, on my feet, on my knees, in various places, I realize Nimue must be thinking about this.
'Nimue, my beautiful, do not think about these things while you are with our son,' I say in our bond.
'Are you not with our other son? And why are you reading my thoughts?' she answers me.
'I'm with him, but out of nowhere come images of us having sex in my mind, How you think I am, I'm in front of your brother'
'So pay attention to them and not to me,' and she closes the bond.
"What happened Lancelot? Did it turn red? Nimue sent you inappropriate things for the bond," asks my brother-in-law with a malicious smile. I get redder than I was, I should be used to doing, talking, and delight myself doing this with my Nimue, but I still have some reservations on this subject.
"I think he can not talk, Nimue left him very traumatized," says the blond yawning.
"You who talk, I remember well when he and Nimue were caught by the wings..." I go to Arthur and put my hand in his mouth, that he licks my hand.
"Really?"
"You put your hand in my mouth," he says shrugging.
"You can really stop it, and we can have breakfast so that you can teach me how to throw knives, it's been days since you promised me, and every time I asked you you were busy, with the training or the council meetings," says Little Percival, interrupting our discussion.
"You're to blame, we're having this discussion because you woke us up, kid," murmurs Dof with a grumpy face. I try to send a message in the bond to Nimue, but I can't.
"I tried to talk to Nimue through the bond and she won't answer," I tell the others.
"Let me try," says the blond, "Pym too."
"Layla too" what these three must be up to now.
"Come on, we have knives to be thrown," says the little one, jumping from energy.
"Come on, we've got a busy day," I tell them snorting. We ate and went to the fields. I picked up some targets I had found on the way, like big stones and wood I put them at a small distance from where we were.
"Let's start," I tell them and the little Percival comes in front of me with a knife.
"You keep your feet apart, one in front of the other," I tell him. He is all smiling doing what I say. But Gawain comes to us and arranges my son's position.
"No, that's wrong, it's the feet on each other's side," he says.
"No, you have to share the weight, otherwise you can fall when you play," I say showing them, take one of the knives and play towards the target, I hit hard. I open a smile, "Well like that" Gawain snorts and shows it his way.
"And that's how he shoots," he says, hitting the same spot as me.
"No, really," I tell him. "If a strong wind came, what would you do? With your legs apart you have more stability".
"In a fight, you need to be ready, for any disagreement, that way you can move anywhere," says Gawain.
"I have more experience in fighting than you," I say looking at Gawain with superiority.
"I'm three years older than you, I'm the one who has," he says, mocking.
"I beat you in our fight," I say.
"You used the shock that I found out you were Fey," he retorts.
"And all the training fights, who won? I did," I tell him.
"You really think you're better fighters than me," screams Arthur.
"I beat you in all our fights," I say proudly.
"The one at the mill is me who won, Lancelot, "says Gawain." And Arthur, I saved you from this madman.
"I fought the three of you, and I won, that was the best fight we ever had," I say by steaming my chest, "The only ones who beat me are Gwen and Kaze, who are terrifying women, I thought Kaze would bite me.
"Boom Baby" screams a happy Percival jumping in Dof.
I look towards them, and I am surprised by what I saw, my knife and Gawain's knife on the ground near the target, with a new knife on the spot, I look at the blond man, who is proud of the small boy's achievement. I open my shock mouth and the little one laughs and talks.
"I was tired of waiting for you to finish.
"I think I'm the best here," says the blond laughing at us.
After this humiliation, a Percival jumping with joy and a super Dof finding himself, while the three of us were corroding with jealousy of the blond, we returned to the castle near lunchtime, I see that the women are not in the hall, except Morgana and Celia who were with Merlin studying Morgana's powers as a widow, curious I go to Leonore and see that she is with my little one who is almost a month old.
"Leonore, where are the girls?" I ask her.
"They had breakfast late in the morning, and decided they didn't want to have lunch, so they went swimming in the stream nearby," she says swinging Galahad.
"Yeah, let's take a bath," says Percival enthusiastically.
"You don't Percival, you have a reading class with your grandfather..."
"But Grandma" he cuts Grandma.
"No, you have class," says Grandma.
I feel pressure in my mind and I receive the vision of the lake, sending a thought to my beautiful.
'Why did you close the connection? What are you up to?'
'Me, nothing, I'm just in the stream with the girls'.
'You, Pym, and my sister have blocked the bond, and it smells like trouble'
'I'm in the creek, naked, and ready for you, love'
'I'm going'
We eat and go towards the stream, stop in a small clearing leaning against the stream, take off our clothes, and go to the waters. I stop in shock and I sigh with the scene in front of me, there is my sister and my soulmate kissing passionately, the Fey in me wants to kill my sister for touching my submissive, I growl letting the animal furious inside me go out and get his female, I see Nimue's face, and she is enjoying Layla's kisses a lot, I look at Gawain and he settles down, we go to the girls to get what we have rightfully since our birth. We surround them, me behind Nimue and Gawain behind my sister.
"NIMUE, how can you?" I growl to her, and I put my arms around her waist.
"LAYLA", Gawain says from behind Layla and pulls my sister into her arms, and quickly Nimue pulls Layla tighter into her arms and lowers her lips around my sister's neck. I am possessed, this witch is mine not my sister's, with an attack of jealousy, I pull her into my arms turning her to be facing me, and take her to the edge of the stream.
"You don't know how to love us, we decided we are better off without you in our life," says my female trying to get out of my strong arms and trying to get back to Layla, who smiles the way Gawain put her on his shoulder and took her to the edge of the river. "Let me go, you're evil, I've traded you for your sister," she says, spreading her legs and rubbing herself against my growing erection. I feel like my dominant fey wants to mark her submissive fey as his, biting her on the shoulder and she moans pleasantly and I look over her shoulder and see that all the other couples are already tangled and moaning like crazy.
Nimue starts to laugh, I stare at her.
'What was that?' I command our bond, trying to sound dangerous.
'I wanted to see how possessive you get and I created this scene, to make you jealous,' and I pull you into a possessive and very passionate kiss.
'You want a rabid animal, then you'll get it. Kneel now' taking your beautiful hair. And I show her what it is to be possessive, with a lot of bite and a lot of passionate kisses. I made my queen moan and squirm, and showed her who belongs to whom.
In this exact moment, I am deep inside a Nimue that somehow ended up tied with roots in her arms and legs, I am pressing her against the ground, I feel satiated and very powerful.
I love you Nimue," leaning her forehead against mine. She raises her mouth and puts little kisses in mine, and still delirious, from that last climax I gave her.
I also love you, Lancelot, it was just a prank to make you jealous and possessive' and she is trembling with such pleasure.
I lower my hand, and step right over the bite I gave her.
'Don't do that anymore, I don't know what it would be like if I lost you, you are mine, the only mine to kiss, mine to fuck, mine to procreate and most important mine to love' I make a huge bite on the neck of my female. My dominant Fey satiated by mark her as ours, and my interior only wants her for you.
Yes I am yours and you are mine' and I see that she is trying to get out of the roots I made to tie her arms and legs. I open a malicious smile, with her situation, my beautiful witch can't use magic to get out of her prison. Lancelot, I know you're having fun with this situation I made you do, but could you let me go?
'Only if you promise not to pull something like this, never again, I know you love it doing this my witch, but Love, I had no control of my actions, and do not want to hurt you in any way I can avoid' and I take your swollen lips from our previous activities in a passionate kiss.
'I know you don't want to feel like this, but that was epic. I promise I won't do anything like that if you're that kind of dominant at least once a week' your thinking is tired but completely satiated.
I grunt, bite that delicious neck under me, ready to start our second round, but I'm interrupted by two of Nimue's friends that came to meet us, and I see they are shocked by what seems an orgy cult in front of them.
NIMUE POV
"Did you eights forget we had a meeting with the board?" Morgana appears with Celia after our joke.
"It was Nimue's fault" the other seven screamed.
"You can blame me but you all liked it in the end," I tell them still stuck by the roots and by Lancelot, who is still inside me. I look over his shoulder and see that the girls are tied up ( Layla) just like me or supported by the male in a tree.
"You guys let go and let's go to the castle, I can't believe you're doing this, Gawain, I thought you were wiser than them" Morgana shouts.
"I can't control myself when this fey deserves to be punished," he says, pushing his manhood on Layla, who moans. I see that my best friend is being squeezed in the tree by her man and moaning like a female dog in heat. And Arthur and Guinevere are all scratched by the bush branches that were having fun.
"You can be a little embarrassed," She says and looks at me and my man "You have kids, imagine if Percival had come with me and picked them up like that".
"Imagine if you were my parents'
'I think our son is worse' and we laugh. Boldly I grind my pelvis at his length, which still stood inside me, and Lancelot moans.
"Without talking through your mind, you two, you'll be in big trouble, Kaze is furious that you're late" I swallow dry, an angry Kaze is not something you want is against.
"Let's make a deal if you want to venture out, you do it inside your rooms," says Celia blushing with what she saw
"Combined," we said the eight in unison, and my man who is getting more open with playing pushes one last time inside me before he retreats and runs out with the other men to get his clothes.
"I think my idea worked," I say to the women who were in ecstasy after this display of possessiveness.
"I'll never hear from you again, Nimue, that was too much," says the warrior who is usually dominant in her relationship with Arthur. "I didn't know he had so much strength"
"Tell me you didn't like it?" I play with her and she laughs.
"Only you have these ideas," says Morgana, cutting off the root cuffs that my dominant fey put on me and saw that Celia was helping Layla, who was in the same situation as me, our dominant are very powerful with the Hidden.
"Thank you, but how did you know we were here?" I asked as I entered the river to get the sweat and fluids out of my lover.
"Your mother told me that you were miraculously brainstorming the boys and said you were in the stream, I realized that none of you had come back and are starting the council, so I came here and found four couples having sex in the river," she says.
"I'm not going to make Dof jealous," says Pym with difficulty getting out of the river. "It looks like I won't be able to walk for about three days.
"If I wasn't pregnant anymore, I'm sure Gawain would have gotten me pregnant with this session," says my sister-in-law, cuddling her belly.
"Maybe our kids will get some cousins to play with," I say out loud.
"Turn your mouth over, I'm not ready to have one of mine yet, I still have to kill my uncle for his betrayal," says Viking punching me in the shoulder. That makes me laugh.
"Let's find the boys" we took our clothes that were in one of the trees, we changed and went limping to the men that were in a clearing laughing, I went to my Lancelot and leaned on him. I looked at him with a high face, I am too sore to walk.
'Carry me'.
'Please?
Please' I turn my eyes, and he picks me up on his muscular back. I see that all couples except Celia and Morgana are with the woman being carried by her man. It is good that I am in the arms of my beloved and I take advantage of this moment to take a nap.