Yes

"No... this is wrong" Mira said

"Wrong? how can it be wrong when it feels so right?" while the chain mail covered her crotch, Atma reached under it. and lightly touched the spot where she felt the mystical brand. Mira moaned as her fingers touched her pussy.

"Goddess, this feels..." Mira was almost overwhelmed by an orgasm at the brush. Atma focused on the brand, the curves was one she was familiar with, for she had seen it in many a conjured demon. Marius own.

"I am sorry Mira, I have to do this" she pushed the paladin back, until she tripped over the bed behind her.'

The disoriented Mira didnt resist as Atma stripped her of the lower part of her armor

"Atma... why are you doing this? wrong, wrong..." but her legs were spread with ease, and her juices were overflowing with desire. Such was the work of the devious magic the incubus had put on her.

A soothing melody reached her ears and calmed her heart. Then her word exploded in a sea of emotions as the tip of her tongue touched her secret place, and Mira screamed her guts out. Atma started her attack in earnest, lapping the mighty paladin's with abandon, corrupting Marius's rune. It was supposed to be a quick process, but she delved and played and flickered the paladin's clit, but still the orgasm didnt grow strong enough to overcome the geas. She risked leaving the paladin in a worse state if she didnt do something ****.

She prodded with a finger, and found the paladin still a virgin. "I am sorry, Mira" She paused long enough to say that, and utter the cantrip that would turn her flute in a fake cock. it was a trick she had long learned and that she used often, but usually privately.

The princess stirred when she felt the cock at her pussy lips "Marius! please, please, Marius!" she called for his help, but it didnt come. The excruciating pain tore her as the phallus pierced her purity. The wrongness of her situation finally broke through the incubus spell, as good as this felt, it was still wrong, still not something she wanted. Marius was... not a friend, he was a demon she fought with all her might. She wasnt at home, she was a prisoner in his fortress. And Atma...

Atma had to stop now. Mira kicked her away from her. "You are done, Atma." She took the dildo out, it was a mess of love juices and blood. Her mind blocked the implications of what had just happened.

"Are you... are you you again, Mira?" the bard was bleeding, but there was genuine happiness in her voice.

"Yes, yes I am. Whatever you did, it worked." there was an awkward silence. "Lets not talk about it".

The sun was setting, and Marius would soon require his 'company' the friends had preciously little time to decide what to do next. And, unbeknownst to either, They had only destroyed one of the brands on Mira.