Chapter 3
Ashara was furious with Rhaegar.
She was pacing back and forth across the room, while Elia was sitting on her bed.
“That fucking bastard!” Ashara seethed.
Upon winning the jousting tournament, Elia’s bastard husband had spurned his wife and crowned a girl of five and ten as his queen of love and beauty. Afterwards, the pair had locked themselves in Elia’s room. Ashara wanted to punish Rhaegar, Elia just wanted it all to be over.
“How could he just humiliate you like that!” Ashara said, stopping pacing, she turned to look straight at Elia who was still sitting on her bed. Ashara went to kneel in front of her friend, she clasped her hands around Elia’s, looking up at her. “Please say something Elia.”
“What can I say, Ash? The maesters say it is unlikely that I will have more children. It seems he is looking for another to bear them for him.” Elia said, looking off into space.
“You’ve already given him a beautiful daughter.” Ashara interjected.
“He wants a son. He’s gotten it into his head that he must have three children ‘Three heads of the dragon’ he says. He’s obsessed!” Elia seemed to be getting angrier, showing more Dornish fire. “You know? That fucker hasn’t ever made me finish. All he ever does is fuck me on my back, a few dozen thrusts, then done.” Elia barked out a laugh. “He’s never cared about me or my pleasure, not once.”
Ashara leaned forward, taking Elia’s lips with her own. The princess melted into her kiss, running her hands through her friends hair. “I’ve always taken care of that for you.” Ashara said, after they split apart. They lay down on the bed together, in each-others arms.
“Maybe she’s already his mistress and this was his way of telling everyone.”
“I find that highly unlikely.” Ashara said, looking to defend Lyanna. From what Ned had told her, the girl would never do anything like that. “I know her, it’s not in her character.”
Elia cracked a small smile, “Ah yes. I remember, you and the Starks have gotten quite cozy with each other, of late.”
“A lady doesn’t kiss and tell.”
“Ah, but you’re no lady. You’re a whore. At least that’s what you were shouting when I went to your room a few nights ago.”
“You heard that!?!” Ashara said, mortified. She had always enjoyed being a loud lover, but actually being heard was a slightly different matter. After a small pause she had a thought, “You could always do what I did: Find a lover.” Ashara suggested.
“I don’t think so.” Elia said, in a resided tone. Ashara rolled onto her front, looking down at Elia. “Besides, I already have you.”
“I mean, you should find a cock to ride. You’re a beautiful woman, many men at the tourney would happily bed you. You could do all the things you don’t do with Rhaegar.”
Elia sat up on the bed, holding herself up by her arms, intrigued by the thought of being able to experiment with a man. “Say I agreed to your dangerous and ridiculous proposal… Do you have anyone in mind?”
Ashara smiled. She absolutely did have someone in mind.
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It was dark in the godswood. Ned made sure the torch he brought was properly covered from the rain he knew would probably come soon. A little before the hour of the wolf, he had received a message from Ashara, telling him to meet her in the godswood. Ned could guess what that meant: She wanted him to fuck her against the Weirwood again.
She always seems to enjoy that.
A small gust brought a chill through the godswood. Ned shivered and wrapped his arms around himself for warmth. I wish Fang was here, he thought. His dark grey Direwolf would be good to have at this time. Fang was one of the warmest creatures he had ever felt. The Direwolf stood taller than a horse at the shoulder and was built like a bear. With thick fur to keep the cold winds out. I could use him to see anyone coming, he mused. With warging, Ned would be able to see through Fangs eyes, smell with his nose and hear with his ears. There was nothing quite like feeling the night come alive when he warged into Fang.
Ned heard a twig break behind him, turned around and saw Ashara. To Ned’s surprise, he saw Princess Elia Martell too.
“Your grace.” He said, quickly bowing. Why is she here too? Lyanna maybe? Maybe I should apologise to her. “Your grace, i’m terribly sorry what what happened earlier.” He began, “I promise you, Lyanna was just as surprised as everyone else-“
“I am not angry with you, house Stark or your sister. My husband is the object of my ire.” Elia interrupted him. “In fact. I would like you to give my apologies to Lyanna, but that is not why we wanted you to come here.”
Ned looked from Elia to Ashara, confused. “I’m sorry, your grace. But if that isn’t the reason you called me, then what is?”
What happened next sent his eyebrows so far up his face it’s a wonder they didn’t shoot off his head. Princess Elia Martell, wife of the crown prince and mother of his child, stripped off her dress in one smooth motion. Leaving her entirely naked as her dress fell to the ground, standing right in front of Ned and Ashara.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Ned didn’t know where to look. His eyes went from Elia, to Ashara, then back to Elia, then the Weirwood, then the ground. “My dear Ned,” Ashara said, walking over to him, placing a comforting hand on his chest. “Elia has a bastard for a husband. I thought you and I could help her.”
“Ashara has told me all of the amazing things you two have done together.” Elia said, joining Ashara next to him.
“You are married… If Rhaegar were to find out.” Ned began to step back.
“I assure you the consequences would be worse for me and my children if he found out.” Elia snapped. “But i’m not going to tell him, are you going to? Besides Ashara told me you would never abandon a woman in need… and I am in need Prince Stark” She looked up at him with her big eyes, she placed her hands on his arm, drawing him closer to her. Ned could feel his resolve draining from him.
“Is this truly what you want?” Ned asked, to both of them.
“It was my idea Ned.” Ashara laughed. “It’s a crime that more women don’t know about your cock.” Ned had to admit, Ashara knew how to stroke his ego.
“I want this.” Elia said in about as earnest a tone as a person can have. “Rhaegar has never made me climax in my life. Ashara has always been the one to satisfy my urges.”
“And i’m happy to do it.” Ashara smiled.
Ned had to do a double take, the thought of Ashara and Elia making love was almost too much for him. “Don’t worry, lovely Ned. You will see all that and more tonight.” Ashara said as she kissed him, their tongues dancing together for a time. Ashara suddenly drew away from him, then pressed Elia’s face to his. Their lips met, as Ashara had her hands in their hair. Ned noted Elia kissed differently to Ashara. Ashara knew what she wanted, she had much more fire behind her. Whereas Elia was more reserved, perhaps as a result of her nerves. Ned tried to calm her with loving caresses, she became much more willing to demand as she kissed. They stayed like that for quite a while. As Elia throughly explored this new man.
Eventually they drew apart and Elia took a few steps back. “Just look at her body Ned.” Ashara said as she divested herself of her own gown. Ned could not deny, Elia Martell was a beautiful woman. Her skin was darker than Ashara’s more olive tone, the light from the torch gave her a warm glow. She had dark brown eyes that were filled with lust when they looked at him. She had black, voluminous hair that had a number of braids going through it, the main bulk of it stretched to her lower back.
Ned’s gaze finally fell to to her breasts. They were large and hung high on her chest, with dark brown nipples, hardened to points in the cool night air. “Ah, I see you like these.” Elia laughed, cupping her breasts. “I used to be much smaller up here, but motherhood has done wonders for them. I used to be so jealous of Ashara for having these giant tits. But now that I have them, my back hurts more.”
“I feel your pain.” Ashara said, cupping her own breasts with one hand as she idly rubbed her clit with the other. “But men and women do love them, and they are fun to play with.”
“Ned certainly seems to like them.”
Ned could only watch as the two beautiful women compared their breasts in front of him. “I’m sorry for staring.” He managed to stammer out.
“Nonsense.” Elia answered. “Though, I do think it’s unfair that Ash and I are naked, yet you are not. Come on Stark, I’ve heard great things. Let us marvel at you, for a change.” Ashara and Elia walked up to Ned and began to take away his clothes. First his doublet, then his under shirt, pulling them both over his head. “He’s certainly well put together.” Elia said as she ran her hand through his chest hair, over his defined muscles. Ned didn’t think he would be able to form words as the two beautiful women undressed him, so he just nodded.
“Oh-ho-ho, the best is yet to come.” Ashara laughed as they got off his boots, leaving only his breeches left. They took them down slowly, suddenly his cock was free, narrowly avoiding hitting Elia in the face.
“Oh, my gods!” Elia gasped in disbelief. She turned to Ashara, “How are you still walking!” She asked, voice raised in shock.
“Magnificent, isn’t it.” Ashara said, beaming as she held Ned’s cock at it’s base. Ned had to admit, there was always a part of him that enjoyed how women reacted when they saw his cock for the first time.
“That’s not a cock. That’s a fucking third leg… There’s no way that’s going to be able to fit!” Elia said, entranced by the fleshy appendage.
“Ash said the same thing, your grace.” Ned said with a hint of smugness. “Though of course, I will need to prepare you, Princess.” She squeaked as he lifted her up, he moved over to the roots of the Weirwood and laid her down gently on its roots.
“I think you can call me Elia from now on, Ned.” Elia said, with a quiver of nervousness affecting her voice as her eyes were still fixed on Ned’s cock.
“The beginning is just for you and Elia.” Ashara said to Ned as she gave the couple some space and got into a comfortable position. “I’ll watch.”
“Then I shall endeavour to give you an entertaining show.” Ned responded. As he leaned down to Elia’s cunt. Ned took hold of her smooth, dark skinned thighs nudging them wider, hooking one of her legs up on a white Weirwood root, before moving his head down to taste her cunt. Elia let out groan in pleasure, one hand gripping one of her breasts, the other gripping the tree above her. She quivered and trembled as Ned lapped up her juices.
“Oh, Ned…Rhaegar never did this for me.” Elia moaned softly, regarding Ned through heavy eyelids.
“Then he is a fool.” Ned answered, before going back to feast on Elia’s cunt.
Elia wasn’t the only one who was enjoying herself. From the moaning and whimpering, Ned guessed that Ashara was pleasuring herself as she watched them, he looked over and saw he was correct. Ashara had three fingers in her cunt as she pinched one of her nipples, watching her two lovers. Ned decided to make Elia finish before Ashara. So her went back to work, even more ravenous than before, licking Elia’s cunt lips and rubbing at her clit with his fingers, drawing even more moans from her lips.
Ned decided he would stay on the outside of her for now, then slowly work his way inside. Every now and then, his tongue would probe into her cunt, drawing more whimpers from Elia at the insertion. Ned remained firm, even as one of her hands snaked it’s way into his hair, pulling him even harder onto her. He would lick up and down her cunt, leave small kisses on the inside of her thighs, then insert his tongue, a little deeper each time. All the while rubbing her engorged clit, making Elia squeal. Ned could tell, he was drawing her, ever closer to her finish.
“He’s good isn’t he?” Ashara asked as she slapped her clit, while watching them. Elia could only moan and whimper, her eyes screwed shut in pleasure.
Ned was using a tried and true method, one that had worked to great effect on Ashara and other women he had used it on. Elia’s and Ashara’s cries rose to an ever increasing crescendo, Elia curled one of her legs around the back of Ned’s head, holding him there as she bucked on his mouth, chasing her end.
I think you’re just about ready for it now, don’t you? Ned thought, as he inserted one of his thick fingers into her cunt. That brought out an even greater cry from Elia, whimpering into the night sky at the digits invasion. Already, one of Ned’s fingers brought her more joy, then all the years she had spent in Rhaegar’s bed. The squelching sound that came from both women’s wet cunts, illustrated their arousal.
Elia looked over too Ashara with bleary eyes, all three were bathed in the flickering light of Ned’s torch. Yet even in the dim light, Elia could still see that her friend and lover was the most beautiful woman in the seven kingdoms. She was laid back, fully splayed out and running her hands all over herself, drawing pleasure from where it could be found. Elia eye’s moved from one of her lovers, to the other. Ned was hard at work on her cunt, his finger deep inside her as he sucked on her cunt. She could feel herself contracting and massaging Ned’s finger, she could feel it’s every move inside of her. Then Ned did something unexpected, causing Elia writhe and moan louder than she had at any other point that night.
“Is he doing the thing?” Ashara asked, with a knowing smile. Elia could barely hear her as her blood was rushing through her ears.
Ned had not only inserted a second large finger into her cunt, more than doubling the size of his invasion. He also began to move them in a certain way. He would slide them partially out, then go back in. Then, when deep inside her, he would curl his fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion. Elia could see stars, she began thrusting even more, searching for something, anything that would release all of the tension built up within her.
Elia couldn’t speak, she could barely even think. All she knew, was that Ned was bringing her to a climax so powerful, the shockwaves might finish off Harrenhal completely. Knocking down the ruins that were left and reducing them to rubble.
Ned smiled against her cunt, knowing that her end was nigh. His neatly trimmed beard has now completely soaked in Elia’s juices, he began licking with even more fervour, curling his fingers even more quickly.
Elia went tense, then she began to thrash around. Ned leaned harder into her, pushing more, trying to make this feeling last as long as possible for her. Her damn was broken and her river released, a river that flowed violently from her cunt, soaking his face and upper body in her juices. Ned however, kept on pushing, drawing even more pleasure from her. Ashara join her friend in finding her finish. Their bodies thrashed and quivered, their voices rose into the air, carrying their pleasure up and out for anyone near by to hear. Lucky they chose the godswood, Ned thought. If we were anywhere else, people would have heard them.
Ned pulled away from Elia’s cunt and sat back, as the quivering women came down from the high of their shared climax. Elia’s eyes were fixed on Ned’s massive cock, standing to full attention at the antics of the women.
“N-now, “ Elia panted, her large breasts rising and falling quickly as she struggled to get more air into her lungs. “Now…I think it-ugh…it’s time that yooouu put that…cock *pant*…to good use.”
Ned gave her a wolfish grin, then put his cock down on top of Elia’s pelvis, it reached from her cunt, all the way to her belly button. Elia could only watch with amazement, marvelling at the massive, veiny appendage.
“Gods…you must be more than three times Rhaegar’s size, at least.” Elia let out a gasp. Ned couldn’t help the pride that welled up within him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he always enjoyed when a woman told him how much bigger he was than other men they had been with.
Ned used his thick, veiny girth to prod the lips of her tight entrance.
“Uughmmm… Ned…Please…” Elia whined as she shivered and moaned. She gripped the tree behind her head as Ned slowly pushed further into her, spreading her folds apart, further than anyone else ever had. Her walls had to be given time to adjust to this new intruder.
“Hmmmmm” Ned moved her slightly up the tree trunk, to get a better position for thrusting inside the Princess. Wrapping his arms around her, her lifted her up so that she was held up by his cock and her back against the tree. Elia felt the fullest she had ever felt, she looked down to Ned’s cock, her eyes widened in shock, seeing that he was only half way inside her. “Please, no more…” She let out, “I’ll burst if you put it all the way in.” Ned nodded in acknowledgment, he began to pump his hips, building a rhythm, but only going half way inside her.
“Hmmm! huhghh! SO-AAH!!… SO!! MUCH! BETTER!!! THAN!! RHAEGAR!!!! FUCK!!!” Elia squealed into the night sky, as she was well and truly being fucked for the first time in her life. Her arse, repeatedly colliding with the tree behind her, as Ned kept on pounding her hips.
“Fuck! You like how i’m fucking you, whore? What would your husband say if he saw you fucking a big hairy northerner in the godswood?” Ned growled, as he steadily kept pounding into Elia’s cunt. He moved her legs up to his shoulders, resting them there, so he could place his hands on her large breasts. “Your tits are truly marvellous.” Ned said, pinching her nipples and drawing another whine from her mouth. Ned looked over to Ashara, who was biting her lip, to stifle her moans as she had three fingers in her cunt and two in her arse.
“AHH! ARGH FUCK! AHHHH!!!” Elia squealed, her body shaking quivering as another climax ripped its way through her as Ned continued thrusting, forcing her back against the Weirwood.
“Imagine if the court could see you now!” Ned said, mouth pressed against Elia’s ear as he pounded her. “The woman who will, one day, be queen. Getting fucked against a tree by a man who isn’t her husband. What would they say I wonder?” Ned asked, “Probably: Typical Dornish whore!” He laughed, pounding his massive cock deep into her quivering womb, as she clenched around him, trying to keep him in there as long as possible.
“AH! AH!! FUCK-PROBABLY!!! AHhh!! I AM A TYPICAL DORNISH WHORE!! YOUR WHORE!” Elia screamed and thrashed wildly as Ned increased his pace. His hands found their way down to her hips and he pulled her onto him, slamming her against his cock, her arms frantically grabbing at anything they could find purchase on. Her eyes fluttering as she locked at Ned in a haze.
“FUCKING TAKE IT! WHORE!” Ned roared, thrusting as deep as his cock could go, throbbing as he deposited his seed deep into Elia’s married cunt. She was a quivering mess, drooling and squealing as yet another climax wrecked her body, her cunt clamping down on his meat, trying to keep him inside her as long as possible.
It was more seed than Elia had ever had inside her, pushed deeper by the biggest cock she’d ever had inside her. Pregnancy was a certainty, though none there knew it at the time.
Ned laid her gently onto the ground. Only now did they realise that it had begun to rain. Ned looked over to Ashara, who had a satisfied look on her face as she was splayed back on the ground. Then his eyes fell to Elia. The princess was a shaking, sweaty mess, with a plentiful amount of his seed leaking from within her.
“We should get inside.” Ned said, collecting their dresses and his clothes, protecting them from the rain that was getting worse.
“I know… just the… place.” Elia said in a shaky voice, standing on shaky legs, with his seed running down her thighs.
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It had been risky getting to Elia’s room. For most of it, Elia could barely walk, so she had to lean on either Ashara or Ned for support. There were times where Ned had to hide when the trio came across someone walking through the corridors. The last thing they needed was for him to be seen going into Elia’s bedroom with the two of them on his arms. When they got into the room and locked the door, Ned felt like he blinked and the women’s clothes had hit the floor.
Ned smiled, removing his clothes and boots. "Get on your knees…" Ned ordered as he finished removing his clothes and sat on the bed. Elia and Ashara quickly dropped to their knees and crawled over to him. The women eyed his hard cock with lust, Elia took his cock into her mouth before Ashara could get the chance.
“Ha! Ha! Greedy bitch!” She laughed, amazed that her friend had fallen so far into depravity so quickly.
“Look at me. I want to see your eyes as you suck my cock on the bed you share with your husband." Ned said. Elia looked up to him with her big brown eyes, while she slowly took inch after inch of him into her mouth, coating as much of his cock with her saliva as she could. She could only get half way down it before she began to gag. Fair enough, Ned thought, Even Ash couldn’t get all of it the first time.
"Gods, you look beautiful with my cock in your mouth, Princess" he said, staring into her big brown eyes as he gathered her dark hair into his fist, making sure it didn’t obstruct his view. Elia’s moans were punctuated with Gluck Gluck sounds, as she pushed his throbbing cock deeper into her throat.
"I knew you wouldn’t be able to stay away, once you’d had a taste." Ashara beamed with delight “It’s just too good!” Ashara knelt next to Elia on the floor, watching happily as Elia eagerly sucked their northern lover. "Suck that massive, northern cock!"
Elia continued sucking him for a few minutes, she would spend time at the head of his cock, running her tongue over his tip as she sucked hard. Then she would take his cock deep into her throat, after that she would withdraw and lay kisses and licks along his shaft. Finally, she would make sure his balls were properly attended with her tongue, licking and sucking on them diligently, causing Ned to moan in appreciation. Then she would start over again, she reached her hand to start jerking the base of the cock as she sucked his tip. Ashara would hold Elia's hair, or push Elia’s head further down as she pleasured Ned. When Elia finally let Ned’s thick shaft slip out of her mouth, Ashara wasted no time, grabbing the veiny appendage in her hands.
"Now witness how a master of her craft works." she said, taking Ned all the way in. Experience served Ashara well here, after spending so many nights with Ned, she knew how to please him. She started by moving her mouth up and down on his shaft, sucking as hard as she could. While cupping his balls with her hand, the sound of her slurping echoing in the room.
Ashara pulled Ned’s cock out of her mouth, slapping his meat against her face a few times, Ned always enjoyed that. Turning to Elia, she reached out her hand to her hair, drawing her in for a deep, searing kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance as their breasts rubbed together. After a while, they drew apart and got to work, sucking their lover’s massive cock with great enthusiasm.
Ashara started at his balls and began to suck them eagerly, while Elia started with his tip and worked her way down. I could get used to this, Ned thought as he watched the two women bobbing up and down on his lap. The soft mouths of the Dornish women running along his shaft and kissing each other around his cock head, swapping it between their mouths.
After some minutes of the pair sucking his cock together, they were both at his balls. Each had one in their mouth as their hands jerked his glistening cock, slowly. With a POP! Elia pulled away from him. “There’s something I want to try…” She said, her eyes downcast, almost embarrassed so say.
“What?” Ned asked.
“Could I tongue your arse as Ashara sucks your cock?”
That was how Ned ended up standing in the middle of the room, Ashara kneeling in front of him and Elia kneeling behind. Ashara was deep throating him as Elia was pushing her tongue into his arse.
Ned had to admit, it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling and it was certainly gratifying to have Elia sticking her tongue in his arse. The tongue she had used, and most likely would use again, to kiss Rhaegar. Maybe I should have her shove her tongue up my arse, then find her husband and give him a deep kiss, Ned thought. It was a thought unworthy of him… yet, after what Rhaegar had done it was enticing.
After a while, the feeling of both their tongues became too much for Ned and her shot rope after rope of his seed, deep into Ashara’s mouth as her throat bulged around him. Both Elia and Ashara drew away from him, panting as he sat down on the bed again. He could hear the window rattling as the wind and the heavy rain battered it from the outside.
Ned could feel something rubbing against his cock, looking up, he saw Elia and Ashara were using their breasts to rub him back to hardness. “You love our tits don’t you, Ned?” Ashara said in a sultry tone. Elia leaned forward kissed her. Ned watched their tongues dance together as they knelt on either side of him, rubbing his cock between their breasts.
It didn’t take long Ned to get back to full strength.
This lead to many hours of the trio experimenting with a number of new positions: Ashara beneath them as Ned fucked her while Elia rode her face, that ended in their shared release. His cock being ridden by Elia as Ashara rode his face. Ned put Elia on top of Ashara, they entered a deep embrace as he alternated between their cunts, fucking one, then the other.
Eventually, Elia had an idea. “Ashara, get the bottle of oil from Lys.” Ashara’s eyes lit up, she strutted over to a small cabinet on the other side of the room and retrieved as small bottle.
“And what would that be for, Princess?” Ned said as Ashara walked back to the bed, hoping he knew what it was. The two women poured the oil all over his cock
“You are going to go where no one else has been.” Elia said with a smile. “You’re going to fuck my arse.” Ned could barely contain his excitement, fucking Ashara’s arse had been extraordinary. He could only assume buggering a married Princess would be even better. "Well Ned, i’m ready when you-AH!," Elia was interrupted by Ned forcing his oiled cock into her arse.
She let out a surprised squeal, she was relaxed and eager to give Ned pleasure as he sunk his cock into her arse. Ned gave a few hard swats to her large, dark skinned arse as he fucked her slowly, enjoying the feeling of taking Elia’s anal virginity.
Elia could feel every inch of him filling her arse with every thrust, she loved it, making sure Ned was aware of that fact. “FUCK! THAT’S SO GOOD! FUCK ME! FUCK MY ARSE! RHAEGAR’S NEVER BEEN ANYWHERE CLOSE TO THERE!!” She screamed as Ned started to pick up his pace. He pushed Elia’s head down to Ashara's monumental breasts, hoping the massive expanse of flesh would muffle her cries.
"Gods, are you enjoying him taking your arse Elia?" Ashara asked, stroking her friends hair as she quivered around Ned’s cock.
"OHH-YES YES! FUCK!! ASH! FUCK HE’S SO GOOOOOOD!" Elia squealed and whimpered, pushing her hips back to get more of Ned’s cock into her arse. Ashara propped up her breasts and presented it to Elia, her open mouth quickly closed on the nipple. Suckling like Rhaenys did for her.
Ashara had always loved getting her nipples sucked. The fact that it was her beautiful, married best friend doing it, as she was getting sodomised by her lover almost made Ashara climax right there. She slid a hand into Elia’s cunt and the other into her own, rubbing them while Elia alternated between her breasts.
“Your arse is divine" Ned grunted, slapping her arse a few more times. Turing it from a golden brown, to red.
The sensations became too much for Ashara, her climax ripped through her cunt. "FUCK!" she cried out. Elia stopped sucking Ashara’s breasts and silenced her with passionate kiss. As Ashara fell back to the bed, Elia noticed the window opposite them.
“Ned, I want to try something.” She said, as Ned pulled out of her and she got up with shaky legs. She got to the window and threw it open, the wind and the rain burst into the warm room. Elia leaned on the angled windowsill and looked back to Ned.
“I want you to fuck me.” She said, Ned acquiesced to her request. Ned slid into her loosened arse with very little resistance. Elia’s hair and front were quickly soaked in cold rain water. The contrast of the warm room and the cold rain brought Elia to new heights of pleasure. Ned began to pick up the pace again, as he noticed the lights of the camp in the distance, it was unlikely anyone could see them from down there.
"Oh! OHHH! FUCK!! FUCK!!! GODDSS, FUCK ME NED!" Elia cried into the storm. “YOU FUCK ME SOOOO GOOD! RHAEGAR IS A TINY COCKED BASTARD WHO NEEDS TO BE CALLED DRAGON TO GET HARD!” Ashara giggled behind them upon hearing that. “FUCK DON’T STOP! PLEASE NED!! PLEEAASSSEEE!” And with that, Elia found her end. Her legs gave out, her release leaking down her legs as they quivered. Were she not leaning on the window frame, she would have fallen to the ground. Ned began to slow his thrusting as he felt her arse flutter and quake around him. Looking forward to some leisurely fucking to wined down the evening.
All three heads snapped towards the door when they heard someone knocking on it. “Elia? Are you in there?” They heard Rhaegar… Elia’s husband… The Crown Prince… Fuck!
Still inside her, Ned carried Elia to the wooden door. Using it to help him prop her up, still gently thrusting inside her. The thought of fucking Elia, while her husband was on the other side of the door was too enticing to ignore.
“Go away Rhaegar.” Elia panted, trying to stifle her moans. Hopefully the thick wooden door would help.
“You are my wife, you will listen to me. Open this door!“ They heard from the other side.
“Do you have any idea how much you humiliated me out there today!” Elia shouted. “That girl is a fucking child too! You’re more than ten years her senior, what could she possibly have that you want?”
“Maybe, if you had given me-.” Rhaegar began. Ned didn’t hear the rest of it because Elia turned to him and said
“Fuck me harder.” Ned obliged. Ramming into her with more speed. Ashara managed to hobble to them at the door. Crawling between Elia and Ned’s legs so she could lap at Elia’s cunt while Ned fucked her arse. “Ugghh! FUCK YOU RHAEGAR!!!” Elia squealed out as her two lovers pleasured her.
“Let me in!” Rhaegar shouted, sounding a bit like a petulant child. “Ser Lewyn, tell her to LET ME IN!”
“The Prince wants you to let him in Elia…” They heard from the other side of the door. Even better, her husband and her uncle are right there as I bugger her, Ned thought.
With one hand, he drew her dark hair into his fist, with the other, he held her hands behind her back in an iron grip. His thrusts into her arse were slow, but powerful. Using his hands, her pushed her against the door and lightly sunk his teeth into the back of her neck. Ashara kept lapping away at Elia’s clit, putting two of her fingers in her cunt, driving her to the edge of sanity. Elia’s body was being completely dominated by him and Ashara, as her husband and uncle were on the other side of the door completely unaware.
“AH! FUC-FUCK OFF!!! NOW!!!” Elia screamed into the door, as she was brought to, yet another full body climax, squirting all over Ashara’s face as she eagerly lapped up Elia’s juices.
After a short pause, they heard Rhaegar again. “I can see you are just too hysterical to reason with right now. Sleep well, dear wife. I will see you in the morning.” They could hear the pair walk away on the other side of the door.
After a few minutes to make sure they were gone, Ned finally let out a resounding “FUCK!” He was certainly close to finishing again. He pulled out of Elia, who dropped to her knees. Then both Elia and Ashara took his cock into their mouths.
After a few short minutes of sucking, he pulled their hair to get them off his cock, then raised their faces, ready to receive him. He let loose rope after rope of his seed on the faces and breasts of the Dornish women. After a time, they took his cock back into their mouths, making sure he was utterly spent. Finally, they pulled back, to admire each other’s faces.
“Gods, Ash! I don’t think even the most popular whores in Lys get covered this much” Elia laughed.
“I doubt it!” Ashara replied, then began to lick Ned’s seed of her friends face and tits. Ned looked down on the two beautiful, naked women with a satisfied grin.
“Do you want to go again?”
“Yes!”
Remember this feeling. Today, life is good…