Warn Adella

Stewart looks again at the office door. As much as he feels the desire to help the servant girl, he realizes he could win a battle, only to lose the war by taking his eyes off the bigger picture. With the imposter preoccupied with her for now, the important thing is to make sure the rest of the royal family is warned and safe.

Duncan is in the best position to defend himself, if necessary. That leaves his mother and his sister to be warned first. From where he is, Adella is the quickest and easiest to reach, so he makes his decision.

Moving quickly and stealthily through the palace hallways, he soon makes his way unobserved to Adella’s door. He is about to knock, but the sound of approaching footsteps reaches his ears. Ordinarily, he would not think of entering his sister’s quarters without first announcing his presence, but he dare not call undue attention to himself until he knows whom he can trust. Gently turning the doorknob, he opens the door and quietly slips inside before anyone gets close enough to see him.

Once the door is closed he is about to call out to Adella when he freezes. He hears a groan, and he thinks, “They have gotten to her already! What are they doing to my sister?”

With clenched fists, he follows the sounds, preparing to go on the attack once he has determined the nature of the threat. The sounds lead him toward the bedchamber. He peers in, and sees the last thing he could have expected. His sister is, indeed, moaning, but not with pain or from ****, but instead with ecstasy. She is on her back, naked, being fucked by a man whom Stewart does not recognize. The man puts his hand over Adella’s mouth as she writhes with pleasure under his thrusts.

“Shhh....” he says, teasingly. “Someone will hear us!”

Adella pushes his hand away, wraps her legs around his waist, and says, “I don’t care! You are driving me wild!”

Stewart cannot believe his eyes. He is no stranger to sex, so the sight of two people engaged in lovemaking is no shock. What is shocking is that one of them is his sister. As the Princess Royal, she was expected to remain a virgin until marriage so as to be a valuable and worthy exchange for a treaty based on royal marriage. He and Duncan had frequently referred to her as their “designated virgin,” and enjoyed watching her blush as they openly discussed their various conquests in front of her. The thought that she would actually have premarital sex never crossed his mind.

“You are the one who drives me crazy, Adella,” says the man, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Adella’s hands take hold of his hips, guiding his harder and faster into her. “I’m going to cum!” he says, through heavy breaths.

“So.... am.... I......” says Adella, with a facial expression that confirmed her words.

Abruptly, the man pushes himself off of her, despite her legs that attempt to hold him in place. Once free of her grip, he pulls his engorged cock from her just in time to erupt hot seed all over her stomach and chest. He gasps and strokes his shaft as several streams of semen splash over her sweaty body. Once he has milked himself dry, he collapses next to her, laying on his side.

“When will you let yourself cum inside me?” Adella pouts, running her forefinger through the sticky, white liquid on her body and spreading it around. “Just once I want to feel you do that.”

“You know I dare not,” replies the man, still short of breath. “If the king knew we were having sex, he would have my balls. If I got you pregnant, he would have my head.”

“All I’m interested in is this,” says Adella, teaching down and grabbing his cock.

“And here I thought you were interested in me for my mind,” he replies with a grin.

“Oh, I love your mind. And your face. And your shoulders. And your tongue....” She rolls on top of him and begins to kiss him all over his face.

The man smiles, as he returns her kisses. “Careful.... You keep that up, and we’ll have to go for round two!”

“Mmmmm..... I’m ok with that. It’s not like I have anything better to do today,” she says. “Besides... we just did round two. I’m thinking about round three!”

The man pulls Adella off him and reluctantly gets up to get dressed. “I really wish I could,” he says, “but this is the best time for me to get out of here unobserved. If I wait, and someone sees me, it will be difficult to explain what I was doing sneaking out of your room.”

Adella makes a show of pouting as she watches him finish getting dressed. “When will I get to see you again?”

“Soon, I hope,” he replies. “I will send word through the usual means. Now, I must be off. Farewell, my princess!” He leans over the bed to give Adella one last kiss and then leaves the room, failing to see Stewart, who has hidden himself behind a chair.

Once he is gone, Stewart looks in and sees his sister laying in bed, looking dreamily at the ceiling. Her naked body lays uncovered, and even though she is his sister, he cannot help but be impressed by her sexual allure.