Chapter 22:
Surrender
After speaking with Nameless and Erica, not to mention being rescued by Milly, Cordelia had made her decision: she knew what she wanted and just like her sister, she was going to go for it.
She walked right past Helena and Paul in his driveway, the Amazon and the old man somehow understanding that here was a young woman on a mission.
Even the fact that the warrior woman had her arm over Paul’s shoulders and both of them had sex hair couldn’t distract Cordelia.
Several minutes later and she stood before a trio of guarded Hornets, the limber girls blocking her way forwards.
“Hey.” Cordelia said to the one in the middle.
She had once again struggled through the undergrowth to reach the Hornet hive, though this time her dress survived the ordeal.
“Hey.” The Hornet’s response was clipped.
Cordelia swallowed, this was going to be even harder than she thought.
“Is the queen home or-”
“She is.”
“Can I maybe see her? I’d really like to talk to her.”
The Hornet frowned.
“What if she doesn’t want to talk to you?”
Cordelia nodded, it made sense.
“Yeah I probably wouldn’t want to talk to me either. Do you think she might listen though?”
There was another pause, the girl’s antennae wiggling and her eyes distant.
“Depends on what you have to say.”
With a deep breath Cordelia began the most important apology of her life.
“I know she’s sick of hearing me say it, but I have to start by saying sorry. Sorry for being freaked out in the woods, sorry that I didn’t make my feelings more clear about wanting kids, sorry if I made her think I was only leading her on. Sorry for being completely fucking nuts.”
The three Hornets considered her words, their eyes distant.
“Go on.” This time the words came from the girl on the right.
Oldeera was trying to make a point, but she didn’t need to, Cordelia already understood and she reached out to the girl on the left and pressed her palm to her cheek.
“Sorry that I was too stupid to understand that your girls aren’t your servants, they’re part of you.”
The Hornet froze at the touch of her hand to her cheek, and when she didn’t unfreeze Cordelia let her arm drop back to her side.
“Okay, what else, um, sorry that um… I don’t know what else I’m sorry for actually.”
“Sorry for pushing us away?”
“Oh yeah! That! I’m so sorry for that, I should have. Fuck! I don’t know!”
“You should have… I don’t know, fucked? We have all been on a slow boil since our queen met you.” Back to the one in the middle speaking.
Cordelia’s eyes widened as she realized the girls were expressing their own opinions, not that of their queen.
“Y-yeah, I mean. If that was still an option, because, as someone really stupid recently told me, life is too short… or whatever.”
“And how do we know that you aren’t just going to hurt us again?”
This was it, she knew it was coming, and even the butterflies in her stomach wouldn’t let her back down.
“Because.”
She kicked her shoes off, her bare-feet on the cold ground.
“Because?” The Hornet repeated.
Cordelia drew in a shuddering breath for the final plunge.
“Because if anyone is getting hurt tonight it’ll be me.”
And she let her dress fall to the ground in a puddle at her feet.
She stood now, naked save for another brand new pair of lacy panties, black this time.
The Hornets’ startled eyes tracked all over her naked skin, and she flushed at their gaze, but she clamped down hard on all of her hang-ups and reservations.
She wanted this.
“Do you think the queen might see me now?”
Cordelia barely finished when the Hornets had her airborne and flew her into the hive, her dress left forgotten on the ground.
The rush of cold air on her skin did little to quench the passion that built within her at what she intended to do next.
Once she arrived in the center of the hive she saw what appeared to be every one of Oldeera’s Hornets standing in their armour around their queen, as if she were an intruder that meant her harm.
But the mostly naked girl walked through them bravely, and they parted around her.
At last she stood before the frowning queen, who was herself clad in her armour. Cordelia didn’t miss the symbolism: she had wounded Oldeera once already.
The young girl’s nipples were hard, her breasts rising and falling rapidly, surrounded by armoured Hornets. She waited while the buxom Hornet’s eyes worked their way all over her body.
“This is an especially bold move, even for you.”
Cordelia nodded.
“Yeah, um, is that okay?”
“I don’t know yet.”
“That’s fair.”
But the queen placed her fingers on her lips to silence her.
“You hurt me before, hurt my sweets, you know that.”
Cordelia merely nodded, her eyes glistening as Oldeera continued.
“And so this is you… what? Throwing yourself at my mercy?”
This time the young girl shook her head, and the queen lifted her fingers from her lips.
“This is me, wanting to show you that I care about you, all of you. If you want to throw me out naked in the cold, that’s okay, I deserve it.”
There was a long pause and it was clear that Oldeera was measuring her former lover’s words carefully.
“And if you stayed?”
Cordelia gulped audibly and in her nervousness her voice wavered a bit as uncertainty found her.
“I-I suppose we’d make love or something?”
The queen’s antennae quirked down to meet her raised eyebrow.
“Or something?”
Cordelia was getting a little tired of all of the Hornets echoing everything she said, first the ones outside and now their queen.
“I guess we could play checkers?”
A firm swat to her behind made her yelp, she didn’t even know where it came from.
The corner of Oldeera’s lips twitched at the feisty response: even in total surrender, the girl couldn’t help herself.
But the mirth was short-lived, when Oldeera spoke again she spoke as the royalty that she was.
“As I said before, I am done chasing you Cordelia Loskins.”
She stood straight and raised her arms so her Hornets could quickly remove her armour and within moments Oldeera was as naked as the girl who had so recently broken her heart.
“So if you want me, then you will have to take me.”
It was a pretty stern proclamation, and to the already high-strung Cordelia the words and situation seemed like a very different sort of challenge.
“You want me to fight you?!” She squeaked incredulously.
Another swat to her behind, and this time when her hands clamped to protect her ass, she very briefly felt the hand of one of the Hornet’s as it withdrew.
And yet again the queen’s lips twitched towards a smile, she couldn’t help it.
“No, but I do need you to show me, what was it you said? That you care?”
Cordelia swallowed and nodded, anxious to prove herself to the wounded queen.
“Yeah, I, really I want to do that.”
Awkwardly she stumbled forwards, while Oldeera stood as still as a statue.
First she tried a simple kiss, but the Hornet’s lips were unresponsive, so she tried kissing her way down her neck while fondling her truly impressive breasts.
It was the first time she had seen them properly naked, not to mention the first time she had fondled breasts other than her own.
Sadly, as much as she wanted to savour the new sensations, Oldeera’s breathing remained steady, indifferent.
In a bit of a panic, Cordelia leaned back and considered Oldeera’s face, while the Hornet’s yellow eyes just watched her.
After a moment the young brunette gave a hesitant nod, more to herself than anything.
“Okay, I guess, you want me to… do something more.”
But the queen said nothing.
Cordelia slowly looked the queen over, from her straw coloured hair, with her antennae sticking out and framing the heartstone in her crown, then over her gravity defying breasts, and finally all the way down to her feet on the floor.
Her gaze returned to the queen’s pussy though, when she saw something that gave her a surge of hope.
The slightest hint of dew on her nether lips.
She smiled wide.
“Something more it is then.” But her confidence wavered, and her voice turned vulnerable; “I hope you know, this really is my first time. I just… I just hope you like it because I have no clue how to...”
Cordelia shook her head and wiped away a sudden tear, then sank to her knees without hesitation.
She leaned her head forwards and gave Oldeera’s pussy a broad lick, her tongue parting the Hornet’s nether lips and gathering up the hints of dew she had seen before.
She tasted a bit tangy, but sweet.
And although the determined girl didn’t see it, Oldeera bit her lip and her eyelids fluttered slightly.
Cordelia licked her again, putting a bit more force into her tongue this time, enough to slide deep between the queen’s folds and taste more of her juices.
There was no technique here; she had never had this done for her, her boyfriends had all been too selfish. So all she had to work with was a vague idea of what might feel good, and the desperate need to pleasure the beauty before her.
Though she was self-conscious with all of the Hornets’ eyes on her, she pushed through it, if she had to kneel on this hard floor all night, she would.
With deliberate slowness, Cordelia ran her hands up the queen’s thighs and around to grip her ass and pull her pelvis closer to her working mouth.
Slowly, one tentative lick at a time, the inexperienced girl began to forget about the queen’s challenge, about anything other than making the monster girl feel as good as she was able.
Without warning Cordelia’s efforts were rewarded when the queen let out a little moan and her knees parted a bit, but the girl wasn’t satisfied with just that.
“Can you, maybe lie down on the bed? This is an awful angle.”
The queen’s breathing was heavier, but she frowned at the request and Cordelia nearly shattered from the expression.
“Please? I just w-want to make you feel good.”
She worked hard to keep the desperation out of her voice, though she couldn’t keep the tears from seeping down her cheeks, the stress was getting to her again.
The queen softened rapidly, convinced at last that the girl was earnest in her desire.
“I think you do at that, honey.”
Cordelia sobbed and leaned in to lick her pussy again, but Oldeera held her under her arms and lifted her to her feet, though she struggled in her arms.
“No, I have to make you feel good, please!”
Oldeera held the trembling girl for a long time before she spoke again, and when she did the mantle of the warrior queen was set aside.
“You have, honey. And I think it is probably my turn to apologize. I expected too much of you too quickly, you kept telling me how different we were, in fact you were in the middle of doing just that when our evening went sideways!”
Cordelia wanted to refute that, to take all the blame for their last disastrous night together, but Oldeera continued before she had a chance, and her next words were far more important.
“I’ve explained to you how a queen searches for a bond-mate, that there is no taming a Hornet. She is either bonded, or not.”
With shaky fingers Cordelia wiped the tears off of her cheeks, nodding twice.
“I don’t want to tame you, and if you were able to bond with me I would really love that. But if you don’t ever want me to touch your heartstone, if you want to keep that part of yourself for someone else, someone better than I’m okay with that too! I just want to be with you Oldeera. And If I end up getting my heart broken, it will have been worth it.”
Her throat closed as more tears sprang forth.
The Hornet watched her, again with the adorable antennae/eyebrow quirk.
“Because you care?”
Cordelia nodded, but then stopped and shook her head instead.
“No, because… I l-love you.”
Damn that stammer!
Oldeera’s eyes widened as she drew in a sharp breath at the words. Cordelia swallowed and spoke clearer the next time.
“I love you, Oldeera.”
The Hornet raised her hand and settled her fingers on the girl’s cheek, wiping away the wetness of her tears.
“Such a fascinating creature you are.” She breathed.
The pad of her thumb caught one of Cordelia’s tears, which she quickly pulled to her own lips as her tongue darted out to taste the salty moisture.
Cordelia eyes darted back and forth between the yellow irises of the queen, hope naked on her face.
“Is that a good thing or-”
She was cut off with Oldeera’s mouth on hers, their naked bodies pressed tight together and the queen buzzing her wings, the vibration causing goose-bumps all over Cordelia’s flesh as she gasped and folded into the embrace.
They broke apart just long enough for Oldeera to get a hand up to wipe away a few tears of her own.
“Of course it is a good thing you silly girl!”
Cordelia let out another sob of relief at the exasperated forgiveness in Oldeera’s voice.
Then the queen spoke again and her heart pounded in her chest.
“And now I need to know, would you accept my hive? My crown? My heart?”
Oldeera’s breath tickled Cordelia’s cheek as the words washed over her.
It was more than she dare even hope, but the sudden change in the Hornet’s thinking had her head spinning. Not to mention that there were obstacles, and she didn’t want to hurt the queen by slamming into them later.
She never wanted to hurt her again.
“But, y-you only just forgave me! And I don’t have my licenses or anything.”
Oldeera all but threw the girl onto the bed as Cordelia squeaked. The Hornet crawled up her body on all fours, kissing her way up the brunette’s ankles, past her delicious black panties, and nestling her face into her tummy.
The young girl gasped as the Oldeera’s experienced tongue slid into her naval, the warm and wet sensation causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot between her legs.
The aggressive Hornet smiled into her yielding flesh, before tilting her head back enough to speak.
“Hornets are as decisive in love as we are in battle Cordelia Loskins. And as for your licenses… paperwork is no match for the edicts of a queen. I would have you as my consort, to take to my chambers every night and shower with the kind of devotion that only royalty can bestow. Anyone who challenges that would face the wrath of my hive.”
The butts of dozens of Hornet lances slammed down in unison on the floor, the abrupt noise causing Cordelia to start underneath the Hornet queen.
She could feel the weight of the eyes watching them, but now she found it reassuring instead of unsettling.
Oldeera lowered her face back to her naval, then kissed lower, her lips reaching the edge of Cordelia’s lacy undergarments, her fingers crooking inside the edge of the fabric and pulling it down slightly.
Cordelia moaned again as the queen’s lips neared their goal, mere inches from her sex.
“Oh fuck…”
“Say the word and we shall.” The Hornet chuckled, her mouth now hovering over the girl’s panty-clad mound.
“We haven’t even- urgh- and I’m already… so close!”
The utter relief of Oldeera’s forgiveness washed over her nerves and Cordelia was already on the edge, moaning and panting from the sexual tension.
Further, the experienced woman’s hot breath between her legs was ramping up her excitement to an impossible degree.
The Hornet chuckled.
“My sweet honey, answer me and I will get you there, I swear it.”
The fog of pleasure lifted from Cordelia’s mind and she recognized that her lover needed her to speak, even as the tip of the queen’s nose lightly brushed against her clit and caused her to gasp out.
“Oh! O-of course, oh fuck me, of course I’ll accept your hive! I’ll accept whatever you want to give me!”
She bucked underneath the straw haired woman, who took barely a moment to smile triumphantly before covering her mound with her lips and licking all over the black fabric separating them.
The lace panties were quickly soaked with her saliva and with Cordelia’s nectar as she thrashed underneath the Hornet.
Then she buzzed her wings again and Cordelia came immediately.
Oldeera was reminded that her wayward little girlfriend was a squirter as her mouth flooded with the girl’s sweet juices, even through the covering of her panties.
She felt hands settle on her head as Cordelia’s screams tore through her hive, while her Hornets were again pounding their lances into the floor as their queen took their love to new heights of ecstasy.
It was an even greater orgasm than the one she had in the woods, and Cordelia humped her hips into Oldeera’s face to prolong it. Her eyes watered as she gasped for breath and her body was wracked with pleasure.
She screamed, she gasped, and she cried out into the night before slumping against the soft mattress with a shudder.
It took her a few minutes to recover herself, and when she did, she looked around and saw a circle of Hornets watching her. Most now had their hands beneath the skirts of their armour, pleasuring themselves and by extension their queen.
She could now see the connection, clear as day, and felt more than a little foolish for missing it before.
Hooking her thumbs into the waist of her panties, she pulled them down and off her feet while Oldeera shifted off of her to allow the movement.
With a slight whimper, she spread her legs to show her nakedness to the hive.
“I’m so sorry girls, sorry that I reacted the way I did. Look at me all you like. In fact, never stop looking at me!”
The hungry stares of the hive were locked on her naked flesh and she reveled in it, because she understood that they were Oldeera’s eyes as well.
“That’s very kind of you honey, but I got a little excited earlier and interrupted you.”
The queen spoke from right beside Cordelia, she had lain down on her back and likewise spread her legs, with her head turned so that the two were staring at each other, shoulder to shoulder.
“You want me to lick you again?”
Cordelia’s voice was a bit apprehensive, but she was still eager to learn.
“Do I have to say it?”
She tilted one eyebrow up, while the corresponding antennae dipping down to mirror the facial gesture.
It was a quirk of hers that Cordelia had come to love dearly.
The young girl rolled over on top of her and kissed her face repeatedly, her mouth finding her lips, cheeks, forehead, and nose.
“No, you really don’t, maybe this time though, you could help me out with some pointers? I want it to feel good for you, but I have no idea how.”
Oldeera smiled wide, her neck muscles standing out at she pulled her face up to kiss her young paramour again.
“Of course honey, all you had to do was ask.”
Cordelia broke off their kiss, both of them breathing heavily with desire, then threw her leg over the queen’s body and straddled her on all fours, her small breasts pushing into the queen’s much larger ones, their hardened nipples rubbing against one another and sending pleasure coursing through both women.
She then very deliberately began to shift herself down the Hornet’s body, trailing kisses as she went. She feasted on the hollow of her neck, returning all of the hickeys that she had been given with a vengeance that caused the queen to moan.
Next she ran her tongue the length of her collarbone to kiss her shoulder, before moving lower, opening her mouth slightly and setting her jaw to press her chin into the swell of one of the Hornet’s breasts while their eyes met.
“Oh I like that honey, I like that a lot!”
The corners of the young girl’s mouth lifted slightly as she moved her chin lower, using the hardness of to press deep into yielding flesh. The bump of Oldeera’s nipple tickled the underside of Cordelia’s jaw as she moved it over her areola.
The girl lingered there for a moment before shifting lower with aching slowness, until the trapped nipple flicked free of the pressure of her chin, now poking her under her bottom lip.
The queen was going mad!
The pressure of Cordelia’s chin on her breast was bad enough, but the hot breath washing over her exposed nipple without her lips actually touching it made her squirm and pant.
“You ‘ike that?” Cordelia asked, her mouth held open as she kept the pressure of her chin on the queen’s breast.
“Yes! Oh honey, yes. Please! Suck it, lick it, kiss it. Fuck! Do something with it!”
Cordelia circled the nipple with her chin once, twice, her eyes watching the queen squirm, then she tilted her mouth down and shot her tongue out, lathing it all over the monster girl’s desperate flesh.
The response was electrifying.
Lying on her back, the Hornet’s wings couldn’t buzz properly, but they tried nonetheless, the vibration enough to make her flesh jiggle delightfully as the earnest girl gave her another lick.
Cordelia put her weight on one arm to softly caress Oldeera’s neglected breast as she shifted her head over to pull her other nipple into her mouth and suck hard.
More helpless buzzing and she heard one of the Hornets in the room yelp.
But, as magnificent as Oldeera’s breasts were, they weren’t her target, so after a few more seconds of soft caresses and hard suckles, she shifted her weight back on to both arms and kissed lower.
The queen fanned her face with one hand as soft lips shifted off her chest and began to rain kisses all over her abdomen.
“Whew, oh honey, that was amazing! That thing with your chin…”
Oldeera trailed off though as Cordelia sucked a bit of flesh into her teeth hard enough to give the queen another hickey, this one just above her hip.
The emboldened girl drew a line from the new love mark to below the Hornet’s naval, then drifted lower, remembering how the queen had done it to her.
At last Cordelia’s head was right above the queen’s pussy and she ran her eyes all over it.
Oldeera’s clit was swollen and poking out of is hood, while her glistening lips were spread from the position of her legs to reveal her inner folds.
It all just looked so… wet.
“Honey? What is it?” Oldeera breathed.
“Nothing, just… your legs were together before so I didn’t get a good look. Never seen one up close like this. I-I don’t know where to start.”
She leaned in and experimentally ran her tongue to one side of the queen’s mound, wet muscle brushing against wet lips.
Oldeera shuddered.
“That’s as good a place as any.”
Cordelia giggled, the warm gust of air from her laugh drawing a gasp from the queen that she didn’t miss.
“Oh, she likes that does she?”
She pursed her lips and blew gentle wind to tickle the queen’s sensitive privates.
Oldeera shifted her hips to press her pelvis up, trying to get her pussy into contact with something while her lover teased her.
“Please, oh fuck, please honey, I’m going to explode!”
Her face was red and tears were trapped in the corner of her eyes by her tightly closed lids.
“I’m still waiting for you to give me some instructions down he-”
“Just finger me and lick my clit, we can do the private lessons later!”
Oldeera was frantic with her need for release and Cordelia was taken aback for a moment, she looked up at the thrashing queen.
The pleading look in her yellow eyes melted her heart, and she smiled.
“I think I can manage that.”
She settled her weight on the moaning monster girl, her head resting on her thigh as she blew on her clit some more and brought her hand up, but she paused again.
“How many fin-”
“Use your whole fucking fist if you have to!” Oldeera wailed desperately.
Cordelia again smiled, greatly enjoying the frustrated state of the queen. But she didn’t want to torture her overmuch, so she sucked her fingers into her mouth for a moment to moisten them, and then worked her middle digit inside the queen’s hot entrance.
It was an amazing sensation, a warm and slick snugness that held her finger tight.
She truly understood now why guys were always chasing pussy.
But it was clear that Oldeera wanted more so she slipped her ring finger in next and began to work them back and forth.
“Harder! Honey! Fuck me harder and suck on my clit! Please!”
The desperate sob in her voice made Cordelia feel a bit guilty, so she began to work her two fingers with more force and finally used her tongue to once again taste the queen’s juices before sucking her clit between her teeth.
It was awkward and took her a few seconds to get coordinated. The angle of her wrist was wrong, so she sat up a bit with her other hand on the queen’s thigh, all while trying to keep the writhing woman’s clit between her lips.
Oldeera didn’t notice, she was panting desperately as she climbed to her peak, Cordelia working her fingers faster and sucking harder as she heard the desperate sobs.
The inexperienced girl at least knew what that sound meant.
Gripping her breast with one hand, the queen lifted her nipple to her lips and ran her tongue over it lewdly. Meanwhile her other hand gripped Cordelia dark hair in a tight fist and pulled her close between her legs, and all but humped the poor girl’s face and hand with her pussy.
A frantic fifteen seconds later and she screamed her release.
Cordelia felt the flood of her juices wash over her palm and she smiled around Oldeera’s clit, a wicked thought crossing her mind as she too remembered that the queen squirted on occasion.
She figured the queen would like to taste a mouthful of her own nectar, so she released her clit and opened her mouth to catch some.
And screwed up the timing horrendously.
Instead of catching a sweet mouthful, she inhaled some of the fluid and burst into a hacking coughing fit all over the queen’s spasming pussy.
It was messy.
She was still coughing with her hands over her reddened face even after Oldeera came down from her orgasm.
“Honey, are you alright?”
Cordelia sat back on her thighs as she coughed again but she managed a nod as she wiped her forearm over her runny nose.
“Yeah… wrong tube.” She wheezed.
Oldeera blinked and then began to chuckle, then outright laugh as Cordelia wiped away the tears.
The poor girl’s face was a complete disaster; her hair was all over her cheeks clinging to the moisture of her spit and Oldeera’s juices, while her eyes were red and watering from the sudden coughing fit.
“Can I get a-”
Before she finished her sentence a bedraggled looking Hornet was already handing her a towel.
“Oh. thanks.”
She wiped her face and blew her nose noisily while the queen continued to laugh.
Once Cordelia was finished wiping at her nose she had a bit of a giggle herself.
“Well, that was great up until the last part!”
She turned back to the Hornet, who immediately took the towel and tossed it to the side before gripping her face and kissing her fiercely.
Surprised, but pleased, Cordelia returned the kiss, though it ended quickly.
“Thanks, and what was that for?”
The Hornet giggled, an odd sound from the normally intense warriors, and then immediately stuck her tongue back into Cordelia’s mouth.
“Honey, that was for giving me the best orgasm I’ve had in recent memory.”
Oldeera spoke and the Hornet released Cordelia’s face with another quick peck, before drifting back to join her sisters in their silent ring around the bed.
The brunette turned to see the queen holding her arms out, her hands opening and closing in a ‘come here’ gesture.
She lay down and the pair wrapped themselves together for a good long cuddle.
Both of their faces were flushed, Oldeera from heady satisfaction and Cordelia from a mixture of embarrassment and pride.
“You liked it then?”
“Very much, thank you.” Oldeera gave a long sigh and ran her hands over Cordelia’s shoulder and arm as the girl snuggled tighter to her side; “And now I think it is time.”
“Hmmm, time for what?”
Her head was resting on the queen’s shoulder, eyes closed in smug bliss.
“Time for you to try on my crown and see how well it fits.”
The girl’s eyes snapped open and she sat up slightly to meet the queen’s serene gaze.
“Are you s-sure?”
Oldeera nodded solemnly.
“I am. You would not be the first to wear it, and just like the others, I hope you will be the last. But you must remember, the bond comes when it comes. Sometimes it is immediate, other times a monster will be with someone for years before it forms. And with others it simply doesn’t happen.”
She gave a helpless shrug of her shoulders and smiled slightly.
Cordelia swallowed.
This moment had been coming for a while, and she felt a great deal of pressure, not from Oldeera, but from herself, like she could do something more to prove her worth to the beautiful creature in her arms.
At the front of her mind were Nameless’s words: a responsibility not to be taken lightly.
“I want you to know, Oldeera. I can wait. I-I’ll stay with you for the rest of my life if you’ll let me, and if it never forms then I-”
Oldeera pressed a finger to her lips.
“Shhh… honey, no more words. I love you, and you love me. The bond will come, or it will not. We will be together either way.”
She shifted her head down for a long kiss, then reached up to her hair and removed her crown with the bright yellow stone at its center, without another word she offered the circlet to Cordelia.
The young woman hesitantly reached out and slowly traced her finger over the heartstone mounted in the crown.
They needn’t have worried.
The reaction from Oldeera and all of her Hornets was both instantaneous and dramatic.
Warmth spread all throughout them and they let out gasps of pleasure as the one thing that had eluded their queen for her entire life suddenly overwhelmed them all at once.
Her heart had found its mate and it now felt what Cordelia felt, which at the moment was apprehension, not knowing the meaning of Oldeera’s reaction.
She laughed, she cried. And she looked upon the stunned expression of the girl lying beside her.
“My queen.” She whispered.
And she settled the crown on Cordelia’s head.
It hung a bit lower on the smaller girl’s brow, but it fit all the same.
The new queen went pink, and she sat up to see that all around the chamber the Hornets were kneeling with tears streaming down their smiling faces, and they weren’t kneeling towards Oldeera.
Cordelia took in the looks of devotion directed her way and spoke nervously.
“So, um. I guess it worked then?”
Oldeera laughed again, and then pushed her new bond-mate over on her back and began to lavish kisses all over her face, even as the startled Cordelia tried to straighten the crown on her head.
“Of course it worked! You really are such a silly girl! And now you must deal with the consequences!”
“C-consequences?”
The queen nodded with mock severity and gestured for the wingless Hornet to answer the question.
The monster girl knelt on the bed and spoke with deference, though she still wore a broad smile.
“You bonded to a Hornet queen, which means that you bonded to her hive. And your warriors are so very, very ready to shower you with their devotion. You are the queen-of-our-queen and we would treat you as such.”
It was the most words Cordelia had ever heard any of the Hornets besides Oldeera say at once.
She felt a little apprehensive as the Hornets around the bed began to strip out of their chitinous armour, their athletic bodies soon naked to her gaze.
It was a bit much: dozens of naked women, all looking at her like she was the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Before she could feel too trapped though, Oldeera leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“Hon- Mistress… we shall do as you command, you and I have played for some time now so if you wish to rest, then we will.”
Though Cordelia could tell that Oldeera was being honest, she also knew that the hive would be disappointed if she just rolled over and went to sleep.
It was already such a special night that she really didn’t want to do anything to make it less so.
So she pulled her new bond-mate down beside her and maneuvered herself into the Hornet’s loving embrace. Cordelia nestled her head into the queen’s voluminous breasts with one hand up to steady the unfamiliar crown, while her butt settled on the mattress between Oldeera’s spread thighs.
Now comfortable she spread her own legs wide, her ankles crooking around Oldeera’s calves as she resigned herself to having more orgasms than she had ever experienced before.
Cordelia grinned as she remembered Brandon’s favorite word for anyone with tits.
“Alright then cuties, who’s first?”
It just felt right.
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Despite everything that Ophelia had told her, and despite their lovemaking, the hurtful sting of Yana’s words still echoed in Milly’s mind, not to mention the pain of the numerous injuries the Amazon had inflicted.
So while the others slept, even her master for once, she stood naked before the bathroom mirror, poking and prodding at her bruises.
After identifying all of the sore spots, she went through a quick exercise to determine her range of motion. It was somewhat ironic as Yana had actually helped teach it to her and Erica on their way to Bramblewood.
She completed the fluid movements with minimal discomfort, and decided that the worst of her injuries were in her mind, not her body.
Kar would be ashamed of you!
The words echoed in her thoughts endlessly, and hot tears slid down her cheeks again.
She wasn’t angry with Yana though, she was angry with herself for not training harder. She knew it was silly, and even unfair; she had never worked so hard at anything in her life, but she couldn’t get past the condemnation in Yana’s words.
Stealthily she slipped back into her overalls, her hands working to maneuver her breasts into a comfortable position within the fabric of the high fronted garment.
She then snuck out of the cottage and into the night, Kar’s spear in hand. Knowing the Saenga girl’s routines, she was able to slip past the sentries that Myrina had stationed around the cottage and moved across the field and into the trees.
She needed the privacy of the woods to hide her activities from the others.
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Well past midnight the Hornet hive was still buzzing with activity.
Cordelia was a mess, her hair was matted all over her face, and sweat glistened all over her naked body. Her eyes were drooping and she had dark circles under them. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly from her panting.
She had long since lost her voice from screaming out her pleasure.
Her hands were limply draped over the head of one of her Hornets, whose face was buried between her legs and pleasuring her mercilessly. The muggy air of the bower was being moved around by her buzzing wings as she vibrated her whole body to add to her queen’s pleasure.
Cordelia soon climaxed yet again, though her over-stimulated privates had her begging for mercy from the Hornet before her ecstasy had even finished washing over her.
All around, Hornets were working together in twos and threes to pleasure one another, and as the queen-of-their-queen once again achieved her release so too did they.
Oldeera still lay underneath her new bond-mate, her body propping her up as her hands trailed over her sweat-slicked skin.
“W-water.” Cordelia’s hoarse voice called out to no one in particular.
“Of course, beloved.”
Oldeera’s antennae flicked and instantly a pair of Hornets extricated themselves from the orgy around them to fetch their love something to drink.
They returned quickly with a platter of assorted fruits and a large pitcher of water with a trio of white cloths draped over the rim.
Cordelia tried to sit up but groaned at the burning pain in her abdominal muscles and slumped back against her bond-mate’s breasts.
Even just laying there, she had gotten a hell of a work out.
The two Hornets situated themselves on either side of her and pressed their hands into her shoulders, the one on her left spoke tenderly.
“Rest, my queen. Allow us to tend to you.”
Cordelia merely nodded, unable to speak as her eyes fluttered closed, she felt Oldeera stir behind her, shifting her head down into her lap.
“Drink, honey.”
While the dutiful Hornets held the platter, Oldeera took the soaking cloth and held it over Cordelia’s mouth; she waited for her bond-mate to spread her parched lips, and then squeezed the moisture from the cloth, the cool water trickling like rain over her nose, mouth and chin.
The relief was nearly a match for the multiple orgasms she had been subjected to over the last several hours, and so Cordelia had her new bond-mate wring the cloth out several more times until she had drunk her fill, not minding the faint taste of the fabric in the least.
Thirst quenched, she settled back into Oldeera’s lap and enjoyed the feel of the three Hornets running the cool wet fabric over her face, neck and shoulders, wiping away the sweat from her exertions.
“That feels amazing.” She murmured.
The dome had heated considerably from the orgiastic behaviour of the Hornets so the cool wetness was a welcome relief.
“I am glad, but we kept you up too long. Rest, my beloved Queen. Rest and recover, because tomorrow you will be treated to much the same.”
“Shit, Christine’s going to kill me.” She mumbled as she considered the bakery.
Oldeera smirked.
“That would just not do, honey.”
Even as the queen spoke, Cordelia’s eyes drifted closed and she began to doze.
It had been a long and amazing night, and though she didn’t want it to end, sleep gradually overcame her as her Hornets murmured sweet endearments into her ears.
Then Evadne showed up and ruined everything.