The Witcher's Legacy:

Another fan fiction based on the Crones - Ladies of the Wood - back from the Dead and corrupting the nearly married young stud who has just become Baron of Crow's Perch after the events of Witcher 3.

I find myself racing ahead, so my editing might be a bit rough at times.

The Witcher's Legacy: Part 7

Charlotte woke alone.

Her head still hurt, a steady throbbing that no amount of squirming or remorse could shift. Beside her bed was a glass of water. The chair by her bedside was empty.

Last time she had looked at it, the chair was anything but.

Had that really happened?

Was Talus being physical with another woman? With her own sister?

The wrongness of it would have made her throw up. After all, hadn't eaten in a day or two between trying to look her best in her wedding dress, and knocking herself unconscious. Her body wasn't going to let that stop her, and she wretched violently for a little while before curling into a ball. She sipped the water and then hugged herself, weeping softly until that first wave faded.

What had she done to deserve this?

She had gotten drunk the night before the wedding, and even more foolishly, she had done so on an empty stomach. There it was. Charlotte knew she had no one to blame but herself. Then, when she fell and knocked herself out, she had left Talus, the man she loved more than life itself stood waiting at the altar. He was a big, strong man, a Baron, and still, she knew his heart must have been wounded deeply when she was not there.

In her unconsciousness she was plagued by cruel nightmares of her sister forcing her to watch as she seduced and stole her fiancé, laughing at her suffering and driving him wild with lust. In her tormented dream, she had demonized her sister, turning from a bratty bully to a savagely ruthless bitch.

When she awoke after the fall, Penni, who had become her best friend since Lysanna abandoned her, explained everything, but it was Sarah who broke the news of how much damage Charlotte had done with her drunken stumble and trust-destroying absence. Sarah told her that she had hurt Talus so much that his trust was broken and, while he still loved her, he would need a lot of loving support, which Charlotte had made her promise to provide.

Because of her, Sarah was forced to repair his heart with steadily increasing physical intimacy. The luscious teen had said this before she straddled Talus, practically naked. Within a minute, she writhing in his lap as they pawed at each other, so Charlotte was frightened of just how far that physical intimacy needed to increase.

But it was clear that this is what he needed to find a way to trust her again and Sarah was able to make him happy after all that pain. She had to trust that his heart would stay true and that her sister wasn't doing this for selfish reasons. Charlotte had no right to feel jealous or to try and stop this. It was her only hope of keeping her beloved Talus.

It was true love, after all.

After an hour, Kiara, the new maid came in with some food for her and then went and got Penni, who came quickly to her bedside and sat with her to keep her company. They talked and Penni reconfirmed that Sarah only had her best interests at heart. Coming from someone she trusted so much, this gave Charlotte some comfort.

"It won't be easy for you to watch, Charlotte, but it is good for him. Talus feels broken and only feeding him constant intimacy will make him whole again. I love him like a brother, and I just want to see him happy and married to you. Sarah is making a huge sacrifice for you, and I would do the same. If he doesn't show improvement, it may even come to that. But don't you worry. If he needs to, he can use my body too, to help close the hole in his heart. I'll fuck that silly boy's brains out if it can set his mind right"

Charlotte looked ashamed.

"Why can it not be me, who comforts and heals him?" she asked.

Penni took her hands and squeezed them gently, her deep, perfect cleavage unavoidably on display. With those, she could probably comfort Talus so completely that he would never even want to return to her, thought Charlotte.

"Sweet girl, it was you who caused the hurt. Would you send a viper to heal a man dying of snake venom?"

Charlotte choked out a sob.

"I'm not a viper!"

Penni soothed her. "I'm sorry, Charlotte, I know you love him, and I know you don't have a cruel bone in your body. It will just take time."

Charlotte nodded tearfully and Penni smiled at her, knowing the girl was convinced.

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Talus was struggling. He wanted to be there for Charlotte. To make sure she was okay and to make certain she knew his heart belonged to her alone. He had returned to her bedside while Sarah slept and he spoke gently, softly and sweetly to her. He had gone to fetch her some breakfast a couple of hours after sunrise, but had run into Kiara, who took the tray and kissed him wickedly before pointing down the hall behind her.

Sarah.

She wore a short, silk robe that covered three-quarters of her ass and left her wickedly long legs on show. She smouldered at him and crooked a beckoning finger. When he reached her, she kissed his cheek gently and interlaced her fingers with his, leading him into Penni's room. The portal to Fyke Island was already active.

"We could stay here, but you probably don't want my sister waking to the sound of you fucking her hot little slut sibling, do you?" She grinned, pulling him towards the swirling gateway.

Talus wanted so much to go back to Charlotte and just be with her. But the Baron followed Sarah willingly, his long cock growing hard in anticipation. She walked him past the bed to a long oak table, lovingly crafted, stained and polished. She turned and pressed his hands onto her little waist.

"Lift me."

He did. The gorgeous, evil minx weighed almost nothing to the powerfully built Baron. He sat her on the edge of the table and she looked into his eyes, wickedly aroused as her knees parted, letting him get closer to her. She bit her bottom lip and moaned as his hands moved onto her thighs, stroking, pushing the robe higher.

"Now, unwrap your present."

He did as she instructed, taking hold of the little sash holding her robe in place, tugging the ends until the robe fell open, her beautiful tits immediately making the robe part. He ran his hands up her thighs, over her hips and up her sides, making the robe slip off her shoulders and fall onto the tabletop behind her. Sarah reached back and tossed it onto the floor, her body naked and just as perfect as ever. She took hold of his belt and returned the favour, dropping his trousers to his ankles, his big cock slapping against his abs before she helped peel his shirt off.

He held her tiny waist as she kissed his chest and neck, working her way to his mouth. Some part of him remembered who he was even then.

"No... I should be with Charlotte! She needs me -"

Sarah's mouth found his and silenced him as they fell into a passionate and wickedly intimate kiss. When the kiss ended all he wanted was more of her.

"But I need you too, baby, and you need me, don't you?" He nodded, drunk on her. She purred.

"Even though I am not your Charlotte? Even though I am not the Sarah you knew? I am a better Sarah, am I not?"

He would never have agreed if she hadn't taken hold of his throbbing cock and guided it to her pussy, parting those silky folds around the big, blunt head, letting him feel the liquid heat of her desire kissing wetly at his manhood. He couldn't trust himself to speak the words, but he nodded and she knew that her hold on him was so strong that he cared more about the ruthless dark sex-goddess before him than he did about the life of a sweet girl he adored and who was the sister to his true love.

Sarah leaned back, planting her hands on the table, putting her body on show for him as she raised her legs, her feet at his sides.

"I want you to watch, baby. I want you to sink your cock into me and I want you to watch your cock claiming the woman you desire. Fucking me, this 'monster' you hate, while I cum for you again and again. You know how much you make me cum. You know how good it feels." She left her words hanging in the air.

Her eyes were locked on his face as she spoke, but she looked down to her bald pussy, kissing the tip of his enormous cock. He pushed inside her slowly, his hips shifting as her tight opening was forced to accept him. As the head of his cock sunk into her, she moaned deliriously, but kept watching in rapt fascination as her 18 year-old ruthless slut pussy got stretched and slowly skewered on that obscenely big dick.

As always, she was the epitome of tightness and her walls clenched tightly on him, pulling fiercely around him, wanting all of him inside her.

He pushed deep and she started to cum, her body squirming and writhing as he resized her, forcing her to accept his prick. While she jerked and spasmed, he just kept pushing his cock deeper into her incredible pussy. As he sunk deeper, he trapped her clit between her body and his and she lost her fucking mind, her cries filling the room, not just audible in the tower, but probably from the shoreline around Fyke Island itself. Her body began to squirm and writhe against his, as he ground himself into her. She wrapped her legs around him, possessively trapping him inside her, as if there was anything that could stop him fucking her.

Her bucking, spasming pussy made him groan deeply and he stayed deep for her so he could wring a wild orgasm out of her before he set to work on her properly, his big prick sawing into her, no longer taking it slow as he hauled back and began to slam his dick into her. He pulled back to the point of drawing it right out of her, before he reversed the motion and speared his cock into her with long, hard strokes.

Sarah's luscious body bucked and arched as they rutted like that. When they finally stopped watching his cock sinking in and out of her, their eyes met at the same moment and she launched forward, his cock hilted inside her, her arms around his neck and her mouth locked onto his, kissing desperately while her legs tightened around him and he ran his hands down her back to her ass and amazing thighs. Their tongues dueled hungrily as he pulled her into each and every hot, rough stroke.

Baron picked her up again and he slammed her back against the wall and started to use his powerful legs help him ram his cock into her, groaning into her mouth as his aggressive lunging forced her multi-orgasmic body into another wild bout of spasming pleasure. Her nails cut into his back as she let him take all his lust out on her. There would always, always be more lust for him where Baron was concerned.

If not for her legs around his waist, his cock would have been the only thing holding her up and, to Sarah, that's how it felt. Her jaw went slack as she came for him while his tongue played with hers. He was the aggressor, actively cramming his monster into her as she clawed up his back and moaned down his throat.

They stayed locked in this position while he made Sarah cum three more times before he was no longer able to hold himself together.

"Ahhnnn.. Fuck, Sarah, I'm gonna cum! Ohh Gods, you are so fucking good!"

"Do it baby! Cum in me, fuck all your cum into me!!! I want it so bad!! Cheat on Charlotte with me!!!" She squealed.

As she rolled into an incredible orgasm, he kept fucking her roughly against the wall. Her body arched and she screamed silently, mouth open but unable to make a sound as she felt him stab his cock into her deeply, spasming inside her just as violently, throwing his hot, creamy cum into her as deeply as he could. They stayed locked in their shared, explosive orgasm for the longest time, kissing deeply as soon as they gathered the breath to do it, his cock still jerking violently in her long after his balls stopped pumping spunk into her, and her amazingly reactive pussy came again as they clung to each other, the Baron still holding her up against the stone wall of the tower.

When he finally let her down, it was only so that she could sink to her knees and clean him up, which quickly became a sloppy blowjob as she gazed up into his eyes like this was all of her dreams coming true.

By the time the two of them reached the dining hall for breakfast he had cum again and she had no need to eat. Talus, on the other hand, needed his strength.

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Sarah wasn't at dinner when they sat down to eat. Penni opted to sit beside Charlotte and provided moral support as the damaged couple talked. Charlotte had just been telling her beloved that she would never drink again, and Penni rubbed her shoulder, telling her not to overreact.

Talus was focused on Charlotte completely until Kiara came in with a tray. His eyes drifted from the shapely blonde to Penni, who had first sent Kiara to him, making clear that he needed to fuck her or face serious consequences. To his credit, he had refused and gone to bed, only to find Charlotte at his door.

They made love for the first time, the night before they planned to wed. Beautiful, sweet and loving, their time together moved him. Once she was gone, he did his duty to keep everyone safe from The Lady of the Wood, which meant having sex with Kiara as instructed. Technically, it could have been quick and impersonal. Instead, he and Kiara had fucked lustily all night with the delectable blonde falling in love with his prodigious cock and incredible stamina while Kiara -- his friend's beloved -- proved to be the hottest fuck he had ever had, with the exception of the blackmailing cockslut witch.

Penni had hired her into the household, but Kiara did very little work, mostly just looking good and watching for any chance to fuck the Baron again.

Those chances were rare right now, since Sarah was busily dissolving his physical connection to Charlotte, using her body and her insatiable appetite for him to make the Baron obsessed with her body.

Penni licked her lips and nodded at him, then returned to talking with Charlotte as Kiara served the ladies first before rounding the table to him.

When Kiara brought Talus a drink, she bent over and to place it on the table and there was a rustle of fabric before she gave a surprised squeak. Her face took on a mask of lust and she planted her hands on the table, manicured nails biting at the varnish.

Charlotte didn't notice, Kiara not being of her class, but even though she was a servant, she was getting first class treatment, her Lord Baron with his hand up her skirt, sinking his fingers into her, slowly grinding her little cunt as she tried not to cry out.

"Are you happy working here for me, Kiara?" The Baron asked as her tight cunt spasmed on his thick fingers. She was wet for him from the moment she walked in the door, but she could feel that this was just teasing. Sarah had laid her claim on him and the Baron was just letting her know who she belonged to. For now.

Penni did not look up from her conversation, but she took hold of the locket about her neck, just in case.

"Mmmm, working under you is my favourite position, My Baron." She whimpered happily.

The cheating blonde was always horny and getting fingerfucked opposite the woman he was already supposed to be married to was too much. She clamped down on his fingers and began to milk them as she came, covering her mouth and doing her best to ride it out, her hips rolling as he digits worked her over.

"I am glad you have settled in, Kiara. Anything you need, I'll make sure you get it. You are a perfect fit for me." Hearing the Baron say it made her pussy spasm again, powerfully, before his hand slipped from her and he began to lick his fingers clean.

He took his time sucking her juices from his fingers when Penni couldn't help commenting.

"Tal, you always seem to play with your food. Naughty boy." Charlotte joined her in giggling even though she failed to understand the joke. She seemed to notice the luscious blonde, pressing against Talus' side in too familiar a manner. She glared, but Kiara gave her a sweet smile and excused herself, shaking her ass on the way out of the room.

For a little while, Charlotte got to talk to Penni and, when she felt brave enough, she began to reminisce with Talus. As soon as she relaxed, the tension between them melted away. They talked about old friends and dreams. They talked about the future. They even talked about setting a new wedding date, though they avoided questions of setting dates.

She knew he loved her and always would. As they talked, he made clear that he felt the same way. The gulf between them might just be closing after all. Charlotte might just owe her sister a great big thank you.

"Shouldn't the Baron of Crow's Perch be sat at the head of the table, ruling over his subjects?"

Right on cue, Sarah's arrival was heralded by her confident voice and the rhythmic click of her heels on the floor. She hadn't entered the room, but her comment prompted Penni to stand up and guide Talus to the head of the table. She sat him down and kissed her dear brother, her lips grazing his cheek and caressing back to his ear. Her whispered words were missed by Charlotte, but he heard them loud and clear.

"Remember baby, I have two sisters. You love fucking Sarah. You love fucking me. Just think how good it will be when all three sisters are in your bed, working together to bring you so much pleasure you forget Charlotte even exists?"

He looked at her, admiring Penni's body, the only possible match for Sarah's. They were different in a couple of ways, but both were beyond spectacular, and both seemed to live to fuck him. The idea of there being a third sister this sexy added to the mix was truly daunting. Enticing, but daunting. She gave him a wink and moved around him to sit opposite Charlotte, the two women sitting in the two most important seats after his.

All conversation between Charlotte and Talus had come to a grinding halt. Sarah moved with the most sensual grace and the moment she entered, the lust in his eyes flared, immediate and unmissable.

Certainly, Sarah noticed it and she beamed at the Baron. She gave Charlotte a little fingerwave hello and got a sullen look in response.

It was probably because of her outfit.

The lingerie she had on was another jaw-dropping teddy. Well, not exactly. The teddy was nice. The body was jaw-dropping.

Sarah had obviously felt the need to impress, and she had slipped into a red satin teddy with delicate black lace trim. To Charlotte, there could be no doubt that this did not belong to Sarah.

It belonged to Charlotte. Sarah was wearing the most risqué piece of clothing that Charlotte owned.

On a trip to Novigrad, her mother had taken her and Sarah to an expensive little boutique. Talus had proposed and mother was feeling indulgent and a little mischievous. Charlotte was bright red with embarrassment as they made the intimate little piece of clothing. Sarah had giggled and teased her, ever the bratty teen.

But it fit Charlotte beautifully, accentuating her modest figure. The satin shorts that came with the teddy were contoured to give her backside a little help in the curve department. The whole outfit made her look fantastic.

Talus had seen Charlotte wear this once. He was not raised as a lord, and, before she had the chance to turn him into a respectable gentleman, he had been a man who was unaware that he should knock before entering the room of a lady. From time to time, Charlotte would try the teddy on and, sure enough, she was wearing it when Talus barged in. The memory of that moment had always made her heart race. He had stood there, dumbstruck, gazing at her for a few moments only, but she knew she had never been more beautiful in his eyes. He had told her as much, right there on the spot before she reminded him in her soft, nervous voice that he was not supposed to be there.