Our lovemaking was, as ever, intense and fulfilling. Our minds were linked and we shared our joy and pleasure as my finger stroked my little one's key, or as the Romans would have it, her clitoris. I felt my touch and our kiss reflected in me and our bodies arched as the climax burst from our centres. As we calmed down we kissed gently, over and over, expressing our love in our words and our actions.
Eventually, Jen kissed me softly and said, "Miss Anna, we should dress. Your appointment with Boudica is surely near."
I smiled and kissed her. "Come with me, little one. On this of all days Boudica will be glad to see you. I feel it is key to what must happen in the future."
I saw the look of caution mixed with delight on her face. "Yes, I think I would like that very much, Miss Anna."
We arose from the bed, rinsed each other's bodies from the tin bath of fresh water we always kept in the corner, and dressed in our floor length, red, woollen dresses, adding matching shawls of a deep amber.
As we approached Boudica's chambers Jen's arm linked through mine. I felt the warmth of her infuse me as she mind-kissed between my legs. I shuddered and laughed ruefully, saying, "Not now little one."
She giggled, "I'm merely preparing you for our queen, Miss Anna."
The two guards at Boudica's door challenged us, holding their halberds at cross point, saying, "Who approaches the Queen's chambers?"
I used the command voice, "You know full well, Gedric. I am Anna of the Iceni. We are expected."
He looked at Jen. "Boudica is expecting just you, Anna of the Iceni. She will not be pleased to see that you have your harlot with you."
My anger rose for a moment before I controlled it. I reached into his mind, placing shame there, and, with a threat in my voice said, "You will not call my wife such a thing. Boudica
will
see us both."
He quickly retreated, nodding at the other guard. They uncrossed their halberds, opened the door and we swept between them. The door closed heavily behind us.
Boudica was standing with her back to us. Her waist length red-gold hair shimmering. Her coloured cloak magnificent to behold. She had a reputation of being fiery and difficult. We knew differently. I felt the touch of her mind.
Without turning she said, "Sweet Ana and Jen. I love that you have both come to me on this of all days."
I touched her mind with love and said, "It is our time, Sweet Ola. I felt it when I awoke. I had to bring Jen with me. It would break my heart to leave her behind."
She turned now, revealing that she was naked beneath the cloak. The look on her beautiful face was full of compassion and love. She shrugged and the great cloak fell to the floor, revealing her body fully to us. Her thatch of golden red pubis was clearly dampened, glistening in the light. Her breasts were full, her nipples dark and erect.
As always she kept the golden torc in place around her neck. It was the symbol that linked us all.
She walked forward and took one of each of our hands in hers. Jen and I likewise linked our hands, forming the three we had always been. She leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Jen's lips which I felt as a kiss on both of my nipples. Jen moaned softly and returned the kiss which was mirrored in me. My key throbbed with her mind's touch.
Ola-Boudica released Jen from the kiss and moved to me. As she kissed me she expanded her mind-kiss to encompass my whole being. I was moved closer to my body infusing and releasing, which I yearned to let it do, but wanted to savour and hold our moment.
When she eventually pulled back I could feel my legs nearly collapse under me from the weight of the love and lust that bound all three of us.
Ola-Boudica said, "I am so glad you found and awakened me, Sweet Ana. I would have been a lost soul in this world without your awakening."
I smiled and stroked her mind. "It was Jen who awoke me and I share your joy in our reunion."
Ola-Boudica said, "Jen, we must disrobe Sweet Ana, and then we shall disrobe you. It has been too long."
They unclasped my shawl and slipped my dress down, lowering it to the floor. We likewise undressed Jen, revealing her dark thatch of hair, her stiff nipples, her gorgeously curvaceous hips, the lips of her cunt were clearly puffy and wet. I couldn't resist a mind-kiss on her key which made her gasp in pleasure and her eyes locked with mine.
Ola-Boudica walked gently backwards to the enormous bed in the far corner of her chambers, leading us with her.
She sat on the bed and then reclined. We both lay on either side of her and took one of her nipples each in our mouths, sucking greedily. We linked our ministrations to her key, which was erect and throbbing between her legs. She moaned and shared her joy and pleasure with us. Jen and I stroked fingers down over Ola-Boudica's mound, joining our strokes on her. I moved my fingers down to her entrance and slid them into her, feeling her velvet wetness clamping on me as I stroked her inner key as she had taught me all those millenia ago.
I felt my own key being stroked and then thrilled as Ola-Boudica's fingers found my entrance. I opened to her and felt filled by her, my cunt clamping as our joint release flowed out from us. In that moment we linked to our ancient and future selves, trying to find the ones who would reunite our world.
They were there, on a hilltop in the west of the country, their own release feeding back into us. Our joy continued for what felt like an age, not diminishing but rolling on and on. We all cried out in ecstasy, surely alerting the guards at the door to our activities but we didn't care. We had sealed and cured the future.
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Jen and I entered the Great Hall, our hands linked. There was quite a crowd building but I quickly caught sight of Ola, her golden locks glistening in the light, her dark skin seeming to shine. She smiled at me and walked over to join us. She looked at Jen and smiled before placing a soft kiss with deep passion on my lips.
Breaking the kiss she asked, "Accompanied so quickly, Ana?"
I returned her smile with warmth, "Sweet Ola. I want you to meet the love of all my lives, Jen."