Book 2 - Chapter 45

Book 2 - Chapter 45
Chapter 45 – Earning the Queen’s Blessing




Solene’s clit engorged further as Hein continued sucking it. Then he parted her folds even more, licked it upward until he arrived at his final destination. Without preamble, he entered her with his tongue. He stretched it further inside, pulled it back and stretched it again, all the while Solene mewled with heavy breaths.

“Hein... Hein!” she cried out as she climaxed minutes later.

Her high didn’t stop there as suddenly, she felt both cocks inside her: Henri in her swollen pussy while Hein inside her ass.

“Our insatiable queen,” Hein grunted.

“Hein...” Solene breathed out.

“Let’s give her something to shout, shall we?” Henri offered while flashing a grin.

“Henri...” Solene pressed her forehead against his cheek.

“Yes, my thoughts exactly,” Hein answered.

Together, they moved as one, impaling her fully and stretching her climax in greater miles. She couldn’t keep up with their thrusting, it had overpowered her so much, but she liked it. Hell, she loved it.

Henri and Hein felt the same. Every thrust they made heightened their sensations further. Expanding it. Sharpening it. Until it happened.

They exploded together, filling their senses with euphoria.

Solene swallowed their cocks greedily. She didn’t let one feel out of place. Cum, lots of cum shot inside her womb. Some trickled down her thigh and dripped to the carpet.

She took a deep breath and dropped on top of Henri, feeling exhausted but fulfilled. Really fulfilled.

Hein, on the other hand, brushed her hair from her back and kissed her spine. “What amazing stamina you have, my queen,” he said.

Solene chuckled softly and answered, “Anklet and Lady Ursula trained me well.”

“Then we should give them a reward, yes?” Henri offered.

“Yes.” She bobbed her head weakly.



It was a short nap, but it energized Solene when she woke up. They were back in the limousine now, all dressed up like before, but tangled in each other’s arms.

“We’re here,” Henri stated with mild amusement in his eyes. He enjoyed watching her sleep as much as he enjoyed watching her faint after their intense lovemaking.

“Oh?” Solene quickly straightened up. She looked past the window and saw that they were indeed at the hospital.

The chauffeur opened her door, and thinking about Lady Ursula, she quickly slipped out. However, Henri grabbed her wrist and stopped her. She glanced back, throwing him a look of confusion.

“Careful now, love. We wouldn’t want the nurses and doctors to think I ravished you too much,” he stated whilst cleaning the corner of her lips from the lipstick smudge.

Solene’s eyes danced with mirth. “Well, you did.”

Henri grinned, and right after doing such husbandly gesture, he released her. “But let’s keep it behind closed doors, my dear wife.”

Together, they rode the elevator going to the fifth floor of the hospital where Lady Ursula was admitted. Anklet was the first to notice them while she was sitting just a few paces away from the door.

“Milady Solene!” she exclaimed and quickly stood up with wide eyes.

“Anklet!” Solene cried out. She wanted to jump with joy, but instead just stretched her arms for a hug.

“You’re alive, milady! Oh, what joy!” Anklet returned her embrace, squeezing Solene’s shoulders as if they were true sisters finally reunited.

Solene pulled back and gave her a nod. “Yes, Henri saved me.” She moved her attention to the one lying on the hospital bed connected with a heart monitor, intravenous line and an oxygen line. “Lady Ursula...how is she?” she asked, her eyes dulled with sadness.

Anklet briefly tipped her head down when she noticed Henri’s presence and then shifted her focus to Lady Ursula.

“The doctors said she’s stable, milady, but with her age, she might end up bedridden,” she answered.

Solene furrowed her brows and neared the bed. “No, I won’t allow that to happen,” she stated firmly and in haste, summoned her grimoire.

“Milady?” Anklet muttered as she noticed the bright yellowish light materialize in front of her mistress. The grimoire then appeared, opening to a page where the words seemed to glow.

“Anklet, step aside,” Solene stated as she positioned her hands up. Anklet did so, standing a few feet away from Henri, who was just silently watching them.

Solene’s hair floated as she chanted the words. Henri was correct when he said she was needed here. She could create a healing spell to heal Lady Ursula and bring her back to health.

“Let the angels in the Universe hear my plea. Heal this woman in front of me!” she stated in finality. A burst of light appeared all around Lady Ursula’s unconscious form, and this further spread throughout the entire room. It was then followed by the smell of lilac and roses.

When the light dispersed, Solene and the rest stared as Lady Ursula slowly opened her eyes.

“Oh, Lady Ursula!” she exclaimed while covering her mouth, trying to contain her happiness.

The old woman sat up, looked around the room—to Anklet, Henri, and then to Solene—and said, “I see that the Queen of Sattus has risen.”

“Grandma!” The endearing word just spilled from Solene’s mouth without hesitation. This didn’t offend the former. In fact, she liked being called like this.

“Hello Rantzen Mistress,” she muttered while she accepted the younger woman’s embrace. Then she lowered her head towards Henri’s way. “Lord Henri.”

“You are one tough soul to get, old hag,” he stated as he neared the bed.

Lady Ursula hissed and cocked a wrinkled brow. “I am not old, nor a hag. I am simply aging. And yes, you can’t get my soul that easily, King of Sattus.”

A soft laugh escaped from Solene as she withdrew. “I agree with your words, grandma.” She then squeezed her hand and sobbed lightly. “But I’m sorry, I caused you this.”

“Ah ah,” Lady Ursula quickly shook her head. “No need to look back on the past now. Everything has returned to its rightful place. We are all alive, see?”

She arched a brow again as she glanced at the intravenous line in her left hand. Without hesitation, she pulled it out and stood up, earning gasps from both Solene and Anklet.

“Now, has your family arrived already?” she asked as she righted her hospital gown. “I chartered them a flight going here. They should be able to join your midnight celebration.”

“My family are coming today?” Solene’s eyelids fluttered. “I thought they will arrive tomorrow?”

“Well, the Rantzen Family celebrates birthdays differently, sweet child. Especially a conjurer’s birthday and the Lady of the House. They had to be here early if they don’t want to miss your ascension.”

She said it as if it was just the weather she was talking about.

Henri stepped in and placed a hand on Solene’s shoulder. “Your party is taken care of as we speak, love. You just need to prepare yourself.”

Solene was teary-eyed when she heard this. These past few days—at least in Gehenna’s time—made her feel so lonely. Now, with her family together celebrating the most important day of her life, it made her feel loved.

“Let’s return to the estate then,” Solene stated as she cupped Henri’s face.