The Witcher's Legacy: Pt. 04

Thank you for reading, whether you are dipping your toe on this one for the first time, or following this series in sequence. My hope is that my writing is improving as I go. Please remember that I make no claim to own any of the characters I have incorporated into this fan-fiction. I saw three very attractive, naked villains in a fantastic video game and I thought. Why not make them give up their nasty monster forms, stay hot and corrupt the hell out of a good man in a loving relationship. Because they are villains! None of this is based on anyone real. All characters are over 18/of legal age and all of the totally reasonable disclaimery goodness we all know belongs here.

Talus rose with the sun.

He would be leaving with Charlotte, her Lady-in-waiting and some guards to surprise Charlotte's sister, Sarah, who was on her way to help the blushing bride with her wedding preparations. The land between Crow's Perch and the hamlet of Claywich were once rife with banditry and monsters. The brigands and deserters were thinned out as a priority when Talus became the Baron.

Rogues. Brigands. Deserters.

These foes were dispatched with methodical strikes by Talus and his men. Better tactics. Better training.

Ghouls. Drowners. Nekkers.

These foes were dealt with using silver and fire, herding them into open ground, killing as many as possible and then making sure to burn the decomposing bodies that were attracting them. It wasn't perfect, but it helped.

Besides, not too long ago the fabled Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, had swept through Velen putting the monsters to the silver sword.

Hell, he had almost single-handedly slaughtered legions of monsters right throughout the nations of the Continent.

That bard who followed along with the Butcher of Blaviken was apparently composing an epic composition about the entire affair. Doubtless, the other bards would be plagiarising it just as soon as they recovered from their paroxysms of jealousy.

Songs or no, the Witcher had done the hard work, and Talus was smart enough to capitalise on it. This trip would be comparatively safe for their retinue.

For Charlotte.

That was assuming, of course, that Charlotte and Lysanna, her Lady-in-waiting, could drag themselves out of bed and dress so that they could get under way.

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Charlotte finished dressing, wondering where her Lady-in-waiting was hiding. Lysanna was usually the first one up and she absolutely loved to travel, exploring the sprawling landscape of the Continent whenever the opportunity arose.

It was probably a consequence of growing up on one of the smaller islands of Skellige. The sweet maiden had a true adventurer's spirit and was one of Charlotte's favourite people. The two friends had planned to scour through Charlotte's outfits to find something that was both suitable for surprising her sister and for drawing the eye of the young Baron so she could drive him suitably wild as the wedding drew closer. It was unlike her to skip an opportunity to contribute to romance. Charlotte asked her maid to look for her, but so far, no luck.

Whatever she was doing, Charlotte was certain her friend was having a marvellous time and living life to the fullest. Lysanna was bound to show up before long and they would get back to preparing for the rest of their lives. Charlotte was certain of that much.

Charlotte was so completely wrong about this that it would have been laughable if the truth were not so heartbreaking.

As Charlotte was blissfully unaware of the fate of her friend, she continued making her way through the chore of dressing and packing for the journey ahead.

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Down in the yard, Talus thanked the stewards for readying the horses and carriage before dismissing them to go to breakfast. As they departed, Talus did another lap of the horses to check that nothing had been missed.

As he rounded the head of the last horse, checking the bridle, he found himself facing the doors of the new stables.

Penni was leaning against the door, her deliciously curvy body on display, dressed in a shamelessly short skirt of leather and a shirt that that was ripped away just below her mouth-watering tits to expose her bare midriff. Her brown hair was down for a change, flowing down her back with just the slightest wave. She gave him an inviting smile and then strolled into the stables, the door left open behind her.

Talus felt a jolt at her presence, but it wasn't the same reaction as before.

His initial meetings with Penni evoked a mix of fear and impotent rage at her presence and the very real threat she posed to everything he loved.

Since then, she had made certain that the one thing he would never feel in her presence was impotent. The rage remained and even some of the fear, but both were tempered by the undeniable truth that there was a bare, animal lust between them that was growing. The more she fucked him, the harder it was to deny just how incredible sex with her was.

It was a problem. SHE was a problem.

Talus growled as he followed her inside. She was stood against the far wall, smirking as he barged inside and stomped towards her. He reached her in five steps and flung his hands out towards her, grabbing her tiny waist and lifting her, slamming her body back up against the wall as she squealed and her legs wrapped around his waist. The lust in her eyes waged a war with the fury in his. The fury of Talus was not the victor.

Penni threw her arms around his neck and shoved her tongue down his throat, kissing him ruthlessly. Tightening her grip on him and ground herself against his cock. Her hot mouth working against him passionately until he was kissing her back just as ferociously. Penni sucked his tongue into her mouth to tangle and tease even as she felt his big cock coming to life against her.

Talus dropped his hands onto her thighs and they slid under her skirt, groping her perfect ass, not surprised to find she wasn't wearing any underwear. He groped those smooth, round asscheeks as the little witch-slut ground her clit against his prick shamelessly, his meaty crank as hard as steel.

Penni broke the kiss and pushed his face into her cavernous cleavage, hissing out a word of power that yanked his trousers to his ankles and let his thick cock slap against her slick, bald mound.

The Baron hiked her higher and his blunt cockhead found her entrance letting him pull her down as he rammed himself up inside her.

Penni's mouth fell open in a lusty cry as the long, girthy cock slammed into her obscenely tight cunt. Her nails bit into his back and her back arched, smothering him in her glorious tits. It took another three furious thrusts to bury him to the hilt in her, but once he was all the way in, the feeling for them both was beyond words.

Penni pulled him back up out of the embrace of her tits as he began to skewer her pussy in long, rough strokes. Her pussy squeezed hard around his cock as they rutted, pawing at each other.

Robbed of those tits to feast on, Talus found his mouth locking back into desperate kisses as he pounded his cock home in the wanton monster-woman. Penni tasted so good. He would swear it was some kind of magic. Charlotte's kisses had an effect on him that was similar, but while her kisses were sweetened by love and trust, Penni's kisses were purest seduction, lust and desire.

Penni's effect on him was intensifying.

She whimpered and whined hotly into his mouth as their tongues fought lasciviously. The base of his cock pressed hard up against her clit and her body reacted, clenching and rippling up and down his swollen length.

Talus groped at her smooth thighs and her squirming ass as they fucked like feral beasts, his manhood working into her roughly, trying to nail her against the wall as she willingly, eagerly threw herself onto every lunging inch.

Neither of them made any attempt to be quiet, Talus grunting with the pleasurable force of his strokes, and Penni crying out whenever the hungry make out sessions broke just long enough for their mouths to find purchase on each other somewhere else.

Passionate licks. Kisses. Bites on jawlines, necks, earlobes and shoulders until one big hand pulled itself from the perfect curve of Penni's ass and gripped the collar of her blouse, ripping it open and unleashing her luscious tits.

Penni shoved his face back down to her gloriously round and perky breasts, groaning as his mouth claimed a nipple and began to worship her. Something in her melted right in that moment and she started to cum.

Utterly shameless, she orgasmed, her pussy clamping onto his shaft and pulling at him fervently.

"Cumming! CUMMING!! Ah!! AHHHH!! Fucking bastard! Don't stop!!" Penni bucked and spasmed but kept pushing herself onto his thick dick as he rammed up into her ruthlessly. Her juices spilled down his cock, drenching him in her liquid heat. This wanton, manipulative slut was cumming for him and her juices were spilling down his balls.

Talus looked up from her jiggling tits and their eyes met. His reflected lust and grim determination not to admit to himself how much he was succumbing while hers reflected wild, triumphant zeal. His mouth opened and claimed her stiff, sensitive nipple to suck at hungrily. His teeth nipped and then his mouth sealed onto it, suckling as he pulled back, his teeth dragging on her soft flesh.

Talus could see her steeped in raw, unbridled lust. Her exquisite mouth had fallen open and she ran her fingers through his hair. Her moans became ragged and feverish as her first orgasm was reinvigorated by a secondary orgasm rushing up her spine and racing through every nerve ending in her body.

She was somewhere between a monster and a goddess but, right in this moment, Talus saw a woman whose sole concern was getting fucked stupid. She needed him for that. Penni had made very clear that he was the only one capable of giving her what she needed more than life. Pure and simple.

"Mmmm! MMMMmmm!! Fuck!! Your cock is so fucking good baby! Please don't stop!" Penni begged.

If he had been thinking, Talus would recognise that Penni enjoyed calling him affectionate names while he fucked her, knowing that they would invite comparisons between her and the sweet but prudish Charlotte. Penni wanted to be compared during the throes of passion and lust. In that lewd light, there was no contest.

Talus did not think. No one driving a cock into that sublimely sinful pussy would be capable of thinking.

Instead, he fucked her, his long, powerful cock pistoning up into her as her hips bucked and her spit-soaked tits threatened to smother him. Penni's legs tightened their grip as he used brute strength to rut with her as her cries grew louder and her body thrashed harder.

"We were made for this, Talus! Made to fuck! Made to cheat! Made to fucking rule!"

That shook something of the old Talus loose.

Talus managed to pull his face from her tits to snarl his defiance, but her head darted forwards and her tongue was in his mouth before he could say a word. Even trying to speak as she kissed him failed, as her tongue tripped up his and distracted it until their tongues were lashing and stroking each other as they clung to one another mated.

She held onto to him tightly as she started to cum again, whining sharply into his mouth and digging her nails into him as her entire body bucked and spasmed. Talus clung onto her just as fiercely as her devilishly insatiable pussy hauled him right over the edge. His thick, veiny cock fucked his seed up into her and her body seemed perfectly built to take every drop.

The thick, pearly-white cum that billowed into her was her by right and he knew it well as she did. She didn't steal it. It belonged to her and the rightness of fucking his rich, virile cum into her pussy as they came together was inevitable. Later, when he was free of her sexy spell for a moment, he would recognise the absolute wrongness. There would be regret. There would be recrimination.

But he knew as clearly as she did, that they wanted each other more every time this happened. Every time his cum fired up inside her, feeding her lustful power.

Their tongues never stopped swirling together as their mutual orgasm steamrolled their other senses. The two spasming bodies ground together, his cock unable to soften while buried balls-deep in that milking, suctioning cunt.

Talus held her up and she clung to him, enjoying how readily the big-dicked baron carved that cock into her. Penni could feel his heartbeat pounding inside her just as he felt hers in every spasming muscle that squeezed and fluttered around his length.

Finally pulling back, he panted at her, not sure if he believed the words that came out.

"I'm not made for this. I am not made for you. You force me to do this to protect my wife-to-be and my people. You demand it and I have no choice."

Penni gasped and clenched herself on him like she gripped his cock in two powerful velvet fists, making him clench his teeth even as his cock betrayed him and shoved forwards, mashing up against her throbbing clit.

The smirk she gave him made him simultaneously want to choke the life out of her and fuck her brains out.

"Did I demand that you throw me up against the wall and fuck me, Talus? Did I somehow make you suck on my tits while you rammed that big cock into me? And all that cum? You fucked it so far up inside me. I didn't say a word. I made no demands. Did I?" Penni asked.

Talus had no hope of formulating an argument at this point. Because she was squeezing his cock.

Because she was right.

Penni didn't let him dwell on it too long.

"I suppose, I have fucked you on sight since we met, and you did admit how amazing sex is with me. I have encouraged you to take what you want. It's not your fault, you are just following your instincts to take what you need. What you deserve. Oh, and don't worry, you know you can trust me not to tell Charlotte."

He felt her legs release and he lowered her back down onto her feet.

She pulled him into a kiss, deep and sensual and his hands roamed over her body.

As the frenzied energy faded down, she drew a charm from a pocket that her tiny skirt should not have possessed. She reached up to clasp it onto his wrist, managing it without any resistance as his hands wandered up to grope her tits while her free hand kept stroking his cum-drenched cock.

"Do not take this off, especially during our journey. It will protect you and let us... communicate. Understood?"

She smouldered at him, with her predatory smile.

"Good boys get rewards. Remember that."

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Talus embraced Charlotte when she finally arrived at the carriage, one of the guards carrying her bags. His hug was strong and warming, but she only allowed it for a few moments before she smacked playfully at his shoulder.

"Ahh Talus! You are sweaty! How do boys get so sweaty so early in the day?" She giggled.

"How indeed? What have you been doing to get so sweaty, big brother?"

Penni's voice dripped with innuendo as she strolled around the carriage and replaced Charlotte in the embrace with Talus, pressing herself up against him. Her eyes lit up and she purred, flashing a wicked smile when Talus wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his heartrate spike as she pressed against him and she tilted her head and leans in to inhale him, her nose and lips not-quite touching his neck.

"Gods, his scent is sexy, isn't it?" She somehow managed to drop a hand down to rub his cock through his trousers, purring again, softly, in approval as she felt his thick manhood awakening.

"I guess it is a part of all that strength and stamina, isn't it?" Penni said, her eyes meeting his. She peeled herself off him and took Charlotte's hand, her eyes excited and her voice high.

"As Lysanna seems to be absent from her post, I will come with you as your Lady-in-waiting, and we can get started becoming best friends. Sound like fun?"

Penni beamed at Charlotte and linked arms with her, shooing Talus out of the way and guiding her into the carriage, shaking her delectable ass temptingly for the Baron as she joined his bride to be.

Talus barely managed to pull his eyes off her as Charlotte popped her head out the carriage window to give him a radiant smile. As Talus managed to smile back. Climbing up into the carriage, he sat opposite the two of them as they giggled and whispered, one innocent and loving, the other utterly sinful and sinister but completely irresistible.

It was going to be a long trip.

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For the first two hours of the journey, Penni behaved herself.

More than behaved, in fact, she was a paragon of sweetness and gentle friendship, talking endlessly with Charlotte, sharing secrets, wisdom and dreams with the sweet young bride.

Talus clenched his jaw and did his best not to show how angry it made him.

Every word she spoke to Charlotte was a complete lie, contrived for no other reason that to ingratiate herself into the girl's confidences.

And it was working.

Charlotte had no reason to suspect anything deceitful or malign in Penni. After all, Talus had vouched for his sister. A wave of self-loathing spilled through him as he recalled how readily he let her force herself into their home. Penni plastered herself all over him, and he enjoyed every touch and caress, allowing her intoxicating presence to flood his senses. He lied for her. Penni was absolutely toxic and defying her would get Charlotte (and probably everyone else) tortured and killed, but despite knowing that, she still made his cock hard like no other.

She had shown off how obscenely hot she was and then led him off to fuck, leaving his bride to be magically compelled to stand around for hours while the witch-slut got him alone so they could fuck each other stupid.

And they had.

Now, with Lysanna absent from the proceedings, she was making Charlotte adore her.

Admire her.

Defer to her.

Once Penni was certain that she had Charlotte wrapped around her little finger, she refocused her attention on Talus.

"Charlotte, your fiancé is pouting. I believe he feels left out. I think he misses your sweet caresses." Penni pouted back at him cutely and Charlotte giggled.

Charlotte began to shift in her seat, planning on moving to the opposite bench to squeeze in beside him when Penni reached out, her hand gently restraining the girl and pushing her back into her seat. Penni's smile flashed enough teeth to seem almost predatory.

"Lysanna is... elsewhere, so it is my responsibility to act as chaperone. I will have to take care of him for you." Penni leaned across, her face beside Charlotte's before looking over at Talus, forcing him to compare the two of them, confident that Talus would see how clearly her beauty overshadowed that of his future bride.

"I'm afraid I am a bit more physical and a lot less refined that you, Charlotte, my sweet, but don't worry. Our big strong Baron loves you, so I can tease and tangle with him without any danger of him getting any ideas. I mean, anything I do to him is just good, clean fun, right?"

Penni arched a dire eyebrow and smouldered at him while Charlotte giggled at what she was sure was playful teasing.

Penni licked her lips and stretched like a cat, albeit a cat with huge, magnificent tits, before she slipped off the cushioned bench seat she was sharing with Charlotte and crawled across into Talus' lap.