Chapter 148: Five Claimed Queens of the Neverland
Vespera’s mouth moved slowly along Levi’s cock, cleaning every trace of her own fluids from his shaft. Soft wet sounds filled the bone chamber. Her heavy pale breasts rested against his thighs.
The last green glow in her living eyes had faded to a dull ember. The bone third eye on her forehead stayed dark.
Levi kept one hand on the back of her wet black hair until he was satisfied. Then he pulled free.
"Enough. Open the gates. Call them in."
Vespera rose on unsteady legs. Cum still leaked down her inner thighs. She walked naked to the main arch of the chamber and pressed one palm against a smooth section of fused bone.
Green light flickered weakly under her skin. The stacked skeletons that formed the outer gates ground open with a low hollow sound.
A moment later Lucy entered first, blade still in hand. Serakel followed, third eye half open. Isha and the Reverend Mother Superior came last. All four women stopped just inside the chamber when they saw Vespera standing bare and marked in front of the ribcage throne.
Lucy’s snake eyes flicked from Vespera’s dripping thighs to Levi’s exposed cock and back. "You claimed her."
"I did," Levi said. He adjusted his robe enough to cover himself but left the front open. "She belongs to the same list as the rest of you."
Serakel stepped closer, studying the faded green light still clinging to the walls. "Her domain is broken. The dead in these swamps will answer to the Sovereign mark now."
Vespera lowered her gaze. "It is done."
Levi pointed to the platform of skulls. "Sit. All of you. She is going to speak."
The four claimed women moved to the platform and settled. Lucy stayed closest to Levi. Serakel, Isha, and the Reverend Mother Superior sat in a loose row.
Vespera remained standing until Levi gestured. She sank onto the edge of the ribcage throne, naked, legs slightly open, the evidence of what he had done to her still visible.
Levi stood in front of them. "The Mother of Chains. Tell me everything."
Vespera’s living eyes lifted. Her voice stayed dry and quiet. "She is the first ranked witch of Neverland. Older than the rest of us. She does not rule a single fortress. She rules the center of this land itself. The Heart of Chains. A city of living metal and bound souls that hangs above the deepest pit in Neverland."
Isha’s slimy fingers curled against her own thigh. "I have only seen the outer edges of her domain once. Even the Lust Goddess avoided it."
Vespera continued. "The Mother of Chains does not fight with stillness or bone or slime. She binds. Every soul that enters her city is marked with a chain that only she can remove. The living, the dead, the divine. Once the chain is set, she can pull on it from any distance. Pain. Obedience. Death. Whatever she chooses."
Levi’s Sovereign Sigil pulsed once under his robe. "Has anyone ever broken free?"
"No," Vespera answered. "Not in the time I have existed. The last Sovereign who tried was bound and hung in the center of her city as a warning. His body still hangs there. The chains keep him alive enough to scream when she wishes it."
Lucy’s hand tightened on the hilt of her blade. "And she knows we are coming."
"She knows the moment any of us leave our domains," Vespera said. "She already felt the northern convent fall. She felt my swamps fall. She will be waiting."
Levi looked at each of the women in turn. Lucy. Serakel. Isha. The Reverend Mother Superior. Vespera. Five high-ranked beings of Neverland, all marked by him, all still carrying the scent and seed of the claims he had made.
"Then we do not keep her waiting long," he said. "We rest here tonight. At first light we move toward the Heart of Chains."
Vespera’s living eyes stayed on him. "You will need more than the five of us. Her city is filled with bound souls that will fight until their chains are cut. And the Mother herself... she is not like the rest of us."
Levi stepped closer to her. He reached down and gripped her chin, tilting her face up. "Neither am I."
He released her and turned to the others. "Find a chamber that is not full of bones. We sleep. Vespera, you stay with me."
The four women rose. Lucy gave Vespera one long look before following Serakel, Isha, and the Reverend Mother Superior out through a side arch. Their footsteps faded into the deeper corridors of the bone fortress.
Levi sat on the edge of the ribcage throne. Vespera remained where she was until he pointed to the floor between his knees.
She knelt. He rested one hand on her wet black hair and looked down at the third ranked witch of Neverland.
"You will guide us to the Heart of Chains," he said. "And when we reach the Mother, you will watch me take her the same way I took you."
Vespera’s living eyes lowered. "Yes, Master."
Outside the main chamber the green light of the bone swamps continued to fade. The restless dead that had once answered only to Vespera now stood silent, waiting for a new command. The stacked skeletons of the fortress no longer hummed with her power.
Levi kept his hand on Vespera’s head while the last of the green glow died in the walls around them.
Tomorrow they would leave for the center of Neverland. The Mother of Chains already knew they were coming.
He intended to arrive anyway.
...
Night settled over the bone fortress with no sound. The green light that once lived in the walls had died completely. Only the faint golden glow of the Sovereign mark remained, pulsing softly on the skin of every woman Levi had claimed.
Vespera knelt between his knees on the platform of skulls. Her wet black hair hung forward as she rested her cheek against his thigh. The bone third eye on her forehead stayed dark. Her living eyes were half closed.
Levi kept one hand on the back of her head. "You will sleep here."
She nodded once against his leg. He pulled her up onto the platform and laid her on her back across the yellowed skulls. Her heavy pale breasts settled. Cum still marked the inside of her thighs from earlier.
He did not take her again. He simply rested one hand on her stomach, feeling the slow rise and fall of her breath, and closed his eyes.