Marcus convinces her to leave him alone with their Mother

"Come, my love." Jenny snapped, giving the young prince's arm a hard tug. "Let's leave here already. I want you locked up nice and safe in our room again while I get back to fixing this Kingdom."

"No, Jenny...I can't." Marcus whimpered, shaking his head. His gaze was still fixed on his Mother, slumped over in the corner of the cell, her beautiful face blank and despairing. She looked like she didn't even hear them talking anymore. "I can't leave her like this!"

"Why not?" His sister spat. "Didn't you hear? She lied to you! Your whole life she's been scheming to get you into her bed, to keep you away from me! You should hate her, like I do! Why don't you hate her?"

"Please, she's my Mother." Marcus yelped as she pulled him again away from the cell. He didn't care about any of that, all he could see was his Mother staring miserably at the stone floor of the dungeon, cheeks stained with tears. Jenny had done this, out of jealousy and spite! It was her fault! "I have to help her!"

"You're so sweet, little brother." His sister purred, and suddenly she was kissing him again, her lips hot and hungry against his own. She pressed him against the wall, her leg slipping up between his own to rub against his softening dick. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and gave his own a tender lick. He was panting as she broke the kiss, his cheeks flushed. Even after the horrible thing she'd just done, his chest still got all warm and tight as she held him close. But he couldn't forget how eagerly she'd abused their Mother. Just thinking about how satisfied she'd sounded when she **** him to spurt in front of the Queen made his skin crawl. "She's not worth your pity, trust me." Jenny continued coldly. "Not her."

"Please Jenny..." Marcus whimpered, staring into her blue eyes. "Please." Part of him wanted to scream at her, but he was too afraid. Why was she being so awful?

"I can't." She shook her head vigorously, but as he kept gazing at her, his lips trembling, he could see the uncertainty flicker across her face. "I have an important meeting with some of my noble allies in a little while, and I can't leave you alone with her. I need you locked away safe!"

"I just want to make sure she's okay, that's all!" The young prince gasped. He was still angry at her, but he was also really **** now and there was only one thing that seemed to make her listen to him. Wriggling forward he pressed his body against his taller sister's. Underneath her robe, she trembled as his chest rubbed over hers. "Jenny...please, I can't leave her like this, I can't."

"No!" She snapped. "She'll lie to you again! That's all she does, she lies and lies and takes you away from me. I can't let her do that! She's the reason I lost you for so long. I won't let that happen again!" Marcus swallowed anxiously as his sister's voice rose, becoming angrier and more frantic with each passing moment. He had to calm her down, right now! Or she might hurt their Mother again!

"Please, we showed her already...that we're together." The young prince stammered, reaching out to grab Jenny's warm hand in his own. She froze, stiff against him as he rubbed her palm with his fingers. "I'm with you now Jenny, always. Please, can't you trust me, just a little?" He whispered, gazing pleadingly at her pretty face. "I just want to make sure she's okay, that's all. I can't stand knowing she's this sad because of us. I'll leave straight afterwards."

"Marcus." She breathed, her blue eyes fluttering. "Oh...you make this so hard for me."

"Please." Marcus squeezed her hand tighter, knowing he had to do more, say more to make her let him stay and help their Mother. "You're the one I'm with now." He darted in and kissed her, brushing his lips quickly over her own. It was the only thing he could do, and he hoped their Mother didn't see that too. She'd feel even worse if she did. "You can leave me here, I promise. It's just to make sure she's okay, that's all." He wasn't even sure if he was lying anymore. His plan to ask their Mother how to pry Jenny off him definitely wasn't going to work now, but the longer he waited the worse this was getting! The way she'd viciously abused the Queen had been a sharp reminder of that after the warm bliss of last night. He had to figure out some way to make his sister back down before she really did marry him by **** and maybe their Mother could still help with that! Plus...after what he'd just heard the Queen say...he had to speak to her away from Jenny. He needed to know how much was true.

"Damnit, Marcus." His sister sighed at last. "Your soft heart...I adore that about you, little brother, but this innocence has already got you into trouble. I...should stay and make sure she doesn't lie to you again, but so long as I'm here that bitch is going to keep being miserable and making you sad as well. Fuck...and I can't put this meeting off any longer. Fine, you can stay, right here, okay? Don't go anywhere else, just stay here. I'll be back as quickly as I can, and then we're going back to our room and you're making this up to me, alright? Rest of the day, you're naked in bed with me, doing everything I want and showing how much you love me!"

"Thank you, Jenny!" Marcus gasped with relief. He started turning back towards their Mother's cell, but before he could hand darted forward and seized him by the chin. A little yelp of shock escaped his lips as she firmly pulled his head back to hers. Her fingers held him there as she lent in again and kissed him once more, even hungrier this time. Her tongue wrapped around his, pressing it down into the bottom of his mouth as she tenderly licked him there. As she withdrew, her teeth closed around his lower lip, giving his soft flesh a little nibble that sent sharp tingles across his skin.

"Just reminding you who you belong to now, runt." She hissed sharply, still holding him firmly by the chin. "Remember that, and remember what she is as well."

"Yes Jenny." The young prince whimpered, his cheeks blazing. It was so hard to think when she did that! At last she let him go, and turned to stride stiffly away down the stone passageway. Marcus frantically swallowed another gasp of relief as he watched her disappear round the corner. He didn't want to know how badly she'd take it if she realized he was grateful to be away from her, even for a second.

The young prince was still blushing as he glanced back at his Mother, still kneeling against the bars of that horrible cell. The Queen didn't seem to even know he was there, staring limply at the floor in a daze. At least that meant...she hadn't seen him kiss Jenny. Marcus swallowed hard, struggling to find the words as he shuffled anxiously over to his Mother. There was one burning question he needed to ask first.