The bathroom in the castle was a large room with a stone pool in the middle. The water was heated by a small fire under it, and the steam gave the room a foggy atmosphere.
Orias and Bella sat in the water, their naked bodies relaxing. The prince was floating on his back while his sister was sitting on the edge, her legs in the water.
Ashfen had one thing going for it: the bath. It was the only luxury in the entire province he could afford and the water was clean. Genuinely clean, not swamp water.
He dunked his head underwater and blew bubbles.
“Brother, you look like a child right now,” Bella laughed.
His black hair stuck to his face and he wiped it away before staring at her deliciously pale legs, her thighs plump and soft.
“Want me to show you how much of a man I am?”
Orias swam to her and placed his hands on her knees.
Spreading them apart, he leaned forward and kissed her thighs, just a few inches away from her flower. Not yet.
A shiver ran down her spine. Bella grabbed his hair and pulled him up, her lips meeting his. Their wet tongues coiled around each other as they explored each other’s mouths.
His body grew hotter—the steam paled in comparison to Bella’s tongue.
“Wait brother, before we go further...” She pushed him away, her breathing heavy.
He watched her stand up on the edge of the stone pool and show him her entire body, the water dripping down her soft flesh. Licking his lip, his cock twitched under the water.
Then her mana crystal on her right hand glowed. A blue hue hit his face as she began to transform. Subtly.
An appendage grew out from her lower abdomen—a long, slender, smooth shaft, her skin color with a hint of red. It hung limp before him, its size matching his own. He didn’t look away. His breath caught in his throat and stayed there.
Bella blushed. She held her dick in her hand and stroked it. “Brother you aren’t the only one who can give a good fucking.”
Seeing her with a cock made him harder. The fact that she could grow a dick that was a part of her made it ten times hotter.
But he shook his head. Transform. His mana glowed blue as he shifted his lower half, a hole where his dick used to be and he smirked, standing up too, revealing his womanhood to his sister, her own womanhood.
“Let’s see who’s better then, shall we?”
The two of them got closer, their bodies pressing against each other. Her boobs squished against his chest. Her dick rubbing against his entrance. With a swift movement she entered him, making him gasp. The strange yet pleasant sensation of having a cock inside him made his legs shake.
Isabella moved her hips, thrusting into him slowly. Her hands grabbed his ass, pulling him closer.
“Okay... this is not bad,” He whispered, his face red.
Different. Not better, not worse—just data he didn’t regularly experience; he filed it and pulled her closer.
She giggled and kissed him, her hips moving faster.
His womb tattoo began to glow, just like his mana crystal. They were connected. Her cock reached deep inside him, the tip kissing his deepest depths. She felt right.
They moved in sync, the water splashing around them. The steam was thick and their moans echoed through the bathroom. Bella pushed him against the wall, his back hitting the stone, the coldness contrasted with her hot dick pounding him.
She bit his shoulder, her thrusts becoming erratic. He could feel her cock swell inside him, the pressure building up. Clamping down on her as she did to him many times before, he whispered in her ear, “Bella, I’m going to breed you too.”
With a final thrust she came, her seed filling him. His body shivered as his own orgasm hit him, the light from his womb blinding. His own dick was absent and yet he felt an orgasm from his lower stomach.
Her dick popped out of him.
Bella hugged him tightly, her head on his chest. They stayed like that for a while, their breaths slowing down.
“The womb is not glowing anymore, brother,” she murmured.
The tattoo faded back into its normal color. He sighed. Even with Bella giving him her seed, his blessing still remained a mystery.
“Again. We need to go again.” He said, lifting her chin and kissing her lips.
Before she could argue, he pushed her down on the edge and lined her dick with his entrance. Lowering himself, he engulfed her entire length inside him.
“Mmph... brother, I need to rest first...” she moaned.
He shook his head. Magic took care of fatigue, and he wanted to test this blessing once more. Going faster, he bounced on her cock. Bella was a panting mess underneath him.
“Slow down, Ori! I’ll cum again!”
Feeling her seed fill him again, he came with her.
The two fell backwards, into the water, and let themselves float. The warmth of the bath soothing their bodies. His tattoo glowed faintly red before fading.
“I don’t fucking get it...” he mumbled, staring at the wooden ceiling.
Bella held his hand, her thumb stroking his skin. Their magic faded as they relaxed.
“Maybe our shapeshifting is affecting the blessing? It’s not a part of our original bodies after all.” She suggested.
That made sense. Shapeshifting was magic, yes—but it had never given him Sela’s fire so why would a womb be different.
Fuck.
He laughed out loud. The sound reverberating in the room.
Bella tilted her head, water dripping from her hair. “What’s so funny?”
Putting his hand on his womb, he shook his head. “Gods are fucking cruel and sadistic. I finally understood how to use my blessing... and it’s cruel.”
She frowned. “How so?”
Jumping up and out of the bath, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Turning around in front of the door, he smiled at her.
“Bella I need you to draw me a womb. Make it look as beautiful as possible.”
She blinked and raised her brow.
“What? You already have a womb tattoo though? Why do you want me to draw one?” She asked, confused.
Isabella’s confusion made sense—the tattoo was already there, already a genuine womb shape, and neither of them had ever needed to consider the difference between a drawing and the real thing before now.
“My dear sister, this womb tattoo isn’t a real one, but the one you will draw for me will be. I need to shapeshift a real one and then make a fucking baby in it,” he said, his smile turning maddening.
Isabella blinked again and then burst out laughing. She fell back into the water, her laughter echoing in the room.
“Okay then, brother. I will draw you the most beautiful womb in existence. But whose? Wombs aren’t exactly laying around for us to look at.” She said between her laughs.
He smirked and opened the door.
“Don’t worry, I know just the one.”