The Witcher's Legacy:

The Witcher's Legacy: Part 3

This is my third foray into fan fiction and is a continuation of the larger story I have based in the world of Witcher 3. All characters are over 18 and this is a work of fiction. I do not own any of the intellectual property associated with the Witcher and if asked by those who do to remove it, I will do so. I ask that these stories not be displayed anywhere other than Literotica.

I rushed the first two works in this series and so my editing was not great. I sincerely hope this story begins to redeem my earlier efforts.

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In the days since the celebration Talus had seemed distracted.

Not all the time, Charlotte noticed, but there were times when he would disappear for several hours at a time with no explanation. Not that Charlotte would ever ask. She loved Talus and she knew, without question that he loved her too. Their bond gave Charlotte absolute trust that whatever he was doing, knowing it was all to make life better for them and everyone around them.

She could depend on Talus absolutely and without reservation.

Charlotte was aware that Talus was experienced. Unlike her, he had not grown up amongst the nobility. He was a tall, handsome man and a famous warrior. A hero. Before they had met, she knew, he had been with other women. There was nothing to forgive there. He was patient and caring and she knew that, when the time came, their first time would be magical.

As the Baron and ruler of Crow's Perch, Talus was responsible for the safety and well-being of everyone around him.

Charlotte knew that her soon-to-be husband was new to the title, but he was a natural ruler. He could be serious and responsible and he always...always, put the needs of others before his own.

Sometimes this meant that he had to place the safety and security of his people ahead of his and, by extension, Charlotte's.

The future baroness of Crow's Perch couldn't be prouder of the way Talus took care of things.

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Guilt was eating at Talus.

It was strange though. It was not guilt at the act itself.

The sex with the Lady of the Wood was the only thing protecting his new barony from being gruesomely punished by a being of power the likes of which he had never imagined. By rutting with Penni, he was keeping her happy and in return she was doing nothing to harm his people. She was also making sure, through magic (and occasional bouts of discretion, though these could hardly be trusted), that Charlotte was not exposed to what Talus was being made to do.

No, there was no real guilt over that.

He felt guilty because, despite being forced into this, repeatedly, Talus was experiencing sex like nothing he had ever experienced before. He couldn't help enjoying the act.

Sex with Penni was mind-blowing and she was not just absolutely insatiable, she was single-minded in her desire to fuck him and him alone. She was evil and she made clear that nothing had changed in that respect except that she intended to draw her power from fucking him and, she said, corrupting him, instead of butchering and probably eating people.

To fuck such a creature should be impossible. Everything about her was diabolical, except her body and her appetite for him. Penni was doing her level best to make herself the centre of his world. It took no effort whatsoever to conjure an image of her in his mind. In truth, he was having trouble keeping those images at bay. His body was increasingly reactive to her and her intense sexual desires.

His heart and soul belonged to Charlotte and he was certain that despite Penni's machinations, that would never change.

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In what passed for mercy, Penni had left Talus alone for an entire day and he had been able to spend time with Charlotte.

They had gone riding, found a village nearby and purchased some food at a local inn, sitting together and eating, two guards and a chaperone invited to join them. Charlotte's presence soothed him, calmed him.

They helped some villagers fit a wheel to a broken cart, Charlotte playing with the children as Talus and the guards heaved and lifted the laden cart while the bewildered cart-owner fitted his roughly-repaired wheel.

By lunchtime the small group stopped for a picnic and the chaperone was discreet enough to let the couple cuddle a little as she busied herself preparing food and setting the guards to work spreading a blanket.

"I am glad we took today to get out of the fort and just enjoy our new home. You seemed like you needed a little time away from everything." Charlotte shared, sitting beside him, but not too close, lest the chaperone have a fit. "You carry far too much on your shoulders."

Talus gazed over at her and felt his spirits lift a little, but his recent actions threatened to swallow him back down into what his mother would have called a 'mood'.

"This title, it comes with responsibilities that I could never have imagined, Charlotte. To protect the people, I have to do things I don't want to do. Things that make me betray myself. Things that make me feel like I am betraying you." Talus dropped his head in shame.

His big frame shuddered as he drew a ragged breath, staring at the ground between his boots. For a long time Charlotte was silent. Then he heard a tut of disapproval from the chaperone as her delicate hand slipped into his and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"Talus, my love. I -- I cannot pretend to know what you have to face as the Baron, and I cannot pretend to like the idea that there is a gap between us, but I understand and I accept it." She leaned in and raised his chin to look deep into his eyes.

Her jaw tightened and her eyes sharpened.

"Now you listen to me. You are the Baron of Crow's Perch and the man I am to marry. You have responsibilities that do not allow for frailty. You are to do whatever it takes to keep us safe. You are to show no weakness, no hesitation and no guilt. Swear it."

Talus could see the sincerity in her eyes and hear it in her words.

"I swear."

As the day wore on, he relaxed and more, Charlotte's irrepressible spirit drew him out of the himself and he started to smile to engage.

The day drew to a close and the group returned to the Perch.

He drew Charlotte close and their lips touched lightly, the two of them grinning for a moment before pressing closer and deepening the kiss, his hands on her waist as time slowed and the rest of the world faded away.

The moment brought a rousing and enthusiastic cheer from everyone in the main yard. The people were happy and clearly loved their new Baron and his bride.

Charlotte blushed and pressed her face against his broad chest and he held her.

They went into the main house and ate together before sharing more deep kisses before she went to bed.

Before her door had closed, Penni walked past, him without saying a word.

Charlotte should have seen her, but simply didn't, her sweet words never faltered as this gorgeous stranger strutted past into the Baron's study.

Charlotte's door closed and Penni called out from his study, "Don't leave me waiting, Baron."

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Talus was soon busy, taking care of the people of Crow's Perch.

Penni was naked, kneeling on the soft leather chaise in the Baron's study. The firelight seemed to make her flawless body glow. Her skin was perfection, lightly tanned and unmarked by even the slightest imperfections. Aside from her luscious hair and sexily arching eyebrows, there was not a single hair on her body.

Not a wrinkle.

Not a scar.

There was a distinct possibility that she was the most exquisite creature in the world.

Utterly evil and debauched and sex personified all rolled into one.

Right now that personification had her bountiful tits and her gorgeous face pressed down and her swaying ass raised high, knees parted and her pussy on display below her tempting little asshole. Everything on display for him.

Despite all he knew of her and her capacity to trick him, compel him, or just force him to do her bidding, Penni purred and crooned and begged him to be fucked.

"I need you inside me, Talus. I want to feel you take me and fuck me. Go slow and make me cum until I can't take it any more..."

Talus was not prepared for this. His cock was getting hard from the moment she passed him in the hallway, her long legs and swaying ass drawing his eyes away from Charlotte as she gave him an adoring smile and closed her door, completely oblivious to the slutty magic user just a few feet away.

Without threats or trickery, Penni had just shown up and told him what she needed.

Now she knelt there, her head on one side, watching him undress, a soft moan slipping from her lips as his thick cock sprang out of his trousers and slapped against his abs. Penni bit her lip and smiled and his cock jerked in response, bobbing a bow of thanks to her. It made her giggle, a musical sound that melted into another purring moan.

Talus tried to sound stern.

"I'm doing this to keep my people safe, Penni."

The Baron sat on the end of the chaise and stroked her perfect ass, running his hand down her thigh and then back up, between them as she sighed, his fingers wet from the juices drizzling down her thighs. He followed the sweet, sticky nectar back to its source and he stroked her folds, making her gasp before he eased a finger inside her.

She moaned throatily and squirmed as that finger slid deeper and drew back, teasing against her walls. That finger got to fuck her all by itself for a dozen strokes before a second finger joined in.

"Fuck! Oh, that's right baby. Tease me! I'll cum so hard for you, just don't fucking stop!"

With just two of his fingers working into her, Penni could squeeze tight while he exploited every nerve-ending that made her shiver or clench.

Her eyelids were fluttering as his fingers fucked her, teasing her, but delivering exactly what she wanted and needed. He wasn't trying to make this impersonal.

Something in him had changed.

Penni could feel it. He had let go of the guilt that was holding him back before now. Talus might still be doing this for his people and for Charlotte, but he was now letting himself enjoy doing this to her, though he may not yet admit it to himself.

"Mmm Talus, I know I haven't given you much choice, but at least it feels good, doesn't it? You may not love me, but I'm the best fuck you ever had. Admit it."

He didn't respond with words, not right away but he was clearly learning that being forced to do this was no reason to punish himself by not enjoying the act.

"Mmmff fuck... You are vile, witch, but an amazing fuck. It doesn't mean I want this."

She gave a sultry moan and her entire frame shuddered, her juices drooling over his hand.

"Aahhh! Fuck. Fuck! FUCK! Mmmmssshhhiittt!! Deep down you are fucking loving this too."

Penni didn't get long to enjoy that bit of honesty before Talus leaned in and bit her bare ass hard enough to raise a welt and a yelp from her.

"Ohh! Fuck! Yes! That's good... fucking use me."

Her pussy squeezed around those skewering fingers, which just made him fingerfuck her harder as she swore and bucked, her pussy walls tugging at his fingers hungrily, just like they had tugged at his cock repeatedly since she drugged and seduced him.

Tempting as it was to bite her again, Talus restrained himself and instead pressed a kiss on that soft cheek, and another, inching towards the cleft of her ass as his fingers sawed in and out of the wicked little witch.

Penni realised she was starting to get loud and would only get louder. She muttered a few arcane phrases and the acoustics of the room changed, the sound no longer escaping out into the rest of the fortress.

Having the well-hung, and completely in love, warrior churning his fingers inside her, walking them across the sensitive terrain of her g-spot was so perfect. Feeling him show some appreciation of her ass was even better.

Penni let her peach of an ass sway enticingly as he kissed that taboo landscape until his hot mouth was between those cheeks. She felt his bottom lip touch her and it stretched from one cheek to the other, his hot, wet breath spilling over her unblemished sphincter. And then he spoke.

"Rub your clit."

Before she could act on his order, Penni felt his tongue run down to her asshole and lick it.

Just once.

One hot, slow and juicy lick, basting her little pucker in his spit.

Talus let his tongue touch her just a little longer. Penni was not mortal. Her ass was clean and tight and perfect.

When she got her fingers to her now-swollen clit, she began to rub herself in a desperate rhythmic swirling, now keening and whimpering when she wasn't swearing and moaning.

The wet 'schlick-schlick-schlick' as his fingers fucked her, challenged Penni's rhythm so they both sped up, The Lady of the Wood on the edge of a powerful orgasm which Talus triggered in a way she was not ready for.

Face buried in her amazing ass, Talus pursed his lips and blew on Penni's tight, wet anal pucker. Penni's entire body convulsed violently and her pussy clamped down on his fingers while his powerful arm kept propelling them up inside her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth opened in a cry that made no sound as her body spasmed over and over...

...and over.

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Even as she came hard on his thrusting fingers, Penni gloated internally.

No enchantments.

No aphrodisiacs.

No threats.

She just voiced her need, and he had started as soon as he could. Even better, he could have just whipped his cock out and pounded her, like a slave.

Instead, he had teased her and enflamed her senses before he made her cum hard. He was being creative. He was enjoying himself. He was enjoying her.

Talus had spent a day being his old sweet, romantic with that goody-two-shoes bitch down the hall but one interaction with Penni and his cock was so hard, he could be used to moor a warship. He knew that she was dangerous, evil and was a threat to everything he loved, but he didn't need any real coercing now.

Talus enjoyed fucking her so much that he couldn't make it a passionless exchange. He needed to make her enjoy it and he needed what she could give him that all the true love in the world could not.

She finally looked back up at Talus as he moved onto his knees on the chaise. He was sucking her juices off is fingers, greedy for the sweetness. Penni was on the verge of saying something that would make him compare her and Charlotte, who was clearly going to lose every competition between them, but words failed her as she felt him guide his big, blunt cockhead to her soaked, but incredibly tight pussy. He teased her with the head, sliding it up and down her slit, nuzzling at her folds while his hands groped her luscious asscheeks, squeezing them appreciatively before he slowly fed his cock into her.

As inch by thick inch was slowly buried in her soaked little snatch, Penni looked over at the large mirror nearby. Talus was watching his cock disappear into that tight little cunt, the seal of those pussylips wrapped tight around him. When he pulled back an inch, it was sheened in her liquid pleasure and her pussy clung onto him desperately as she whimpered needfully until he pushed himself in deeper. Not for the first time since meeting Talus, she considered how lucky she was to find a man to corrupt with an absolutely perfect cock. She was bringing out the stud in him and it was very rewarding.

Talus looked at last into the mirror and their eyes locked in that reflection. He gripped her waist in those big hands and pulled her back and he pushed every last inch of himself into her, watching her mouth drop open and her lip quiver before he gasped a moaning breath and squeezed on his virile prick with the strong muscles of her talented pussy. Those walls rippled and squeezed and sucked at his cock as he ground himself into her, deeper than he had ever been before.

They could feel each other's heartbeats engaged in a throbbing tug-of-war as he ground into her and she ground herself back onto him.

Then they began to fuck.

It wasn't rushed, but his thick dick plunged into her over and over as she writhed before him. Penni had to raise her torso up off the chaise so she could brace herself for the thrusts he pushed home in her.

Penni's hot pussy spread around him, too tight in just the right way. For Penni, it meant that she could feel every veiny and ridge of his cock. She got the fullest of experiences as his flared cockhead dragged against her hypersensitive nerves. For Talus, he could feel every spasm, every uncontrollable reaction to what his manhood was doing to her.

Gods help him, he had to admit, nothing in all his adventures, in all his life, felt this good.

His cock throbbed even harder inside it and her mouth fell open, tongue slipping out and licking her lips.

"Mmm! Mmhmmm! Fffffuck yesss... Harder baby, I need you... You make me cum so hard." Penni moaned pleadingly. Her eyes narrowed and she grinned, her perfect white teeth showing. Before this, Talus had tensed when she called him 'baby'. Now she was rewarded as the big hands on her ass groped harder and his thick tool rammed deep, grinding at her as it flexed inside her sending shudders up her spine.

"You keep this up and you can fuck my ass too. Any time you want it." Her wicked cunt squeezed him in a vise-like clenches when his length was buried to the hilt in her.

Penni pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, writhing and slamming back as he started to take her harder, making her soaked sex squelch frantically as he started to piston in and out her. He had to let go of her asscheeks, his hands sliding onto her hips, gripping her tiny waist to haul her back relentlessly, the sound of his hips smacking her ass almost as loud as her moans, until those cries rose in a ferocious orgasm crescendo.

She almost collapsed, her arms trembling, her squirming, bucking body dominated by his as she warbled and came, basting his cock in her liquid pleasure, inner muscles rippling and sucking hard at his cock, milking him ruthlessly.

Talus kept fucking her.

He skewered her as she came and her nails sank into the leather of the couch. He gave no quarter. She didn't deserve any. Everything about her begged for more. Her cries just got more intense the longer and harder he fucked her, Penni lost to the sensations blazing through her...

Talus kept fucking her.

He had no control over himself, but he kept Penni upright and he kept his thick prick slamming up inside her as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. The evil witch lost the ability to make whole words, her pleas and praise tumbling from her mouth as she babbled and swore and begged and cried out for more.

Talus? Well, he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to.

Which is why his cock was still spearing her little cunt when the next orgasm hit and she threw herself back up against his chest, her mouth open in a scream that made no noise, eyes rolling back in her head as she reached back, gripping the back of his neck as his hands ran up her body to grab her bouncing tits, groping them greedily as her body thrashed violently and her orgasms seemed to hit her seconds apart, each one drowning the last without killing it.

Every thrust seemed to push Talus' cock against her g-spot as they rutted at each other.