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The First Morning After War…
The smell of pine trees filled Ned’s nose as he stood naked on his balcony, watching the sun rise over Winterfell and the Winter City. Sunlight bathed the snow capped roof tops in a golden glow. The people were just beginning to wake up and life return to the city.
It’s good to be home, Ned thought.
He hadn’t been able to sleep much last night. The first day back was filled with conflicting emotions for Ned. The war was over and he could see his wives and children, yet he also had to bury most of his family. Their wolves and dragons had howled in grief when they saw the bodies. Ned understood their pain.
He surveyed they place that he now ruled, his home. What should have been Brandon’s… Winterfell was a beautiful castle and one of the biggest in Westeros, even bigger than the Red Keep, encompassing several acres with two high, curtain walls surrounding the castle. It had many high towers and thick walls of grey granite, with many separate sections to the castle. From his position, he could see the guest keep close to the barracks and behind them, the Godswood. He could also see the sunlight, gleaming off the roof of the glass gardens, a part of the castle he intended to expand.
Altogether, Winterfell proved to be an imposing sight. Elia and Arthur had been in awe when they first saw it. Beyond Winterfell, Ned looked to the Winter City that surrounded it. It wasn’t as big as Kings Landing, or Old Town, but it was the largest city in the North. It was the centre for most of the canal routes through the North, rarely was there a time where barges weren’t carrying things too, or taking things away from the city.
Unlike Kings Landing, the city felt like it had room to breath. There were vast quantities of land in the North, the builders made good use of it. There were gardens and parks in the city, each one having a Weirwood heart tree. Like Winterfell, the city had multiple layers of walls, where they had been erected first, then around parts of the city that had expanded beyond them. This cycle of expanding the city, then building a new wall around it had been going on since the city was founded.
Off in the distance, Ned could see the mountain the dragons of house Stark had made their own. Moonhowler was still circling the mountain peak, as he had been since they had laid Ned’s father, his former rider, to rest.
At last, having surveyed the vast beauty of his land, Ned turned back to his room. Lying in his bed, he saw beauty to surpass it in his two wives. Still asleep, they were naked, curled up together for warmth. Their skin was still sweaty from their activities during the night. Ashara and Catelyn had clearly grown close in his absence, they showed him how well they worked together when they welcomed him back.
Catelyn’s pregnancy had caused her breasts to grow even larger than before. She had used them to great effect, to make him finish inside Ashara’s cunt. It seemed Catelyn had become obsessed with him getting Ashara pregnant, making sure every time he finished, it was inside Ashara. Ned didn’t mind it all too much and Ashara certainly enjoyed the attention. They had been slightly disappointed, when Elia hadn’t joined them in bed. However, she had understandably needed to stay with Rhaenys during the night and perhaps for many nights to come.
He heard a small coo from the cot on the other side of the room. Ned softly padded over, taking care not to make a sound. He reach the cot and looked inside at his two, twin boys. Ned hadn’t truly known love until he had set his eyes on his first children. It was a selfless, un-ending, unconditional love that made him the happiest man in the world, in spite of all that had happened.
Catelyn and Ashara had named them Robb and Jon. What hairs Robb had on his head were red, while Jon’s were dark, like his. It seemed Robb and Jon had taken after their mother and father respectively, at least as far as looks went. The babes were holding hands as they slept.
Ned heard Catelyn and Ashara wake up behind him, then slowly walk over. He felt their naked bodies pressed against his back as they put their arms around him.
“Aren’t they just perfect?” Ashara whispered, looking dreamily down at them.
“Just imagine, when Ned puts a child in your belly…” Catelyn hummed, stroking Ned’s arm.
“I would have thought, after last night, Ash would have one there now.” Ned said as he turned to his wives.
“Let us make sure of that.” Catelyn giggled, pulling Ned by his cock and taking Ashara’s arm, leading them to the balcony, away from the cot.
The trio walked out onto the balcony, then Ashara and Catelyn dropped to their knees in front of him. They took his shaft in their hands and began to lick along it, bringing it to it’s full length.
“I can’t believe I’d almost forgotten how amazing this cock is.” Catelyn pulled back to say, as Ashara’s tongue swirled around his cock head, drawing moans from Ned.
“Then I must make sure to etch it into your mind.” Ned chuckled in response.
Catelyn smiled up at him and went back to diligently servicing Ned’s cock. They took to opposite sides, bobbing together up and down his throbbing shaft, one would go from base to tip, the other from tip to base. Occasionally, they would lock lips around the head of his cock. Their tongues would dance together as they pleasured their husband.
Ned put his hands on their heads, threading his fingers through their hair. He held their heads on either side of his cock as he thrust his hips, sandwiching his cock between their mouths as he fucked them. His wives were covering his cock in saliva as he heard them moaning. He looked down and saw they were pleasuring each other, their fingers in each other’s cunts.
Ned pulled them off his cock, a string of saliva still connecting their mouths as they looked up at him, their massive breasts rising and falling.
“So, who’s mouth am I going to fuck first?” Ned asked, his hands still griping his wives hair.
Ashara looked to Catelyn “I feel our Tully wife should be given another chance, after how well she did last night.” She said with a smile. One of the first things his wives had done, upon getting him into bed, was have a competition to see who could fit the most of his cock into their mouths, Ashara had won but not by much.
“If you insist, my dear…” Catelyn purred, fluttering her eyes at Ashara.
“As you dine on our husbands magnificent cock,” Ashara said, proudly “I shall feast on your delicious cunt.”
And with that, Ashara got below Catelyn, as she moved so suck Ned’s cock. Ned took a firm grip of Catelyn’s long, red hair with both hands and placed his cock head in her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as her tongue swirled around his tip. To Ned, it felt like Catelyn was trying to suck his soul out through his cock.
Catelyn was completely at their mercy as Ned set a slow pace, thrusting his cock into her mouth as Ashara lapped at her cunt. Inch-by-inch, Ned went deeper into her throat with every thrust. Catelyn’s moaning from Ashara and the glucking sounds coming from her mouth were getting louder. Ned started speeding up his thrusts, Ashara took hold of Catelyn’s wrists as Ned began fucking her throat in earnest.
Ned looked down and saw his thick shaft disappearing into her mouth, her big, clear blue eyes looking up at him, begging him to give her what she deserved. Drool was spilling from her mouth, down onto her monumental breasts as Ned thrust his cock all the way into her mouth.
She took every inch of him, her lips were sealed around Ned’s base as he held her there. He could feel her throat contracting around him, squeezing his manhood. Tears were streaming from here eyes, her face as red as her hair, her eyes were rolling back into her head as Ashara brought her to a shivering climax. Ned kept her on his cock, to muffle her moans, then finally let her go.
She panted heavily, gulping down breaths of cold, northern air as strings of saliva still connected her mouth to Ned’s cock. Ashara let go of Catelyn’s hand and it instinctively went to stroking Ned’s cock. Ashara got out from under Catelyn, her face soaked with evidence of Catelyn’s pleasure. Suddenly, all three heads turned to hear the babies cry out. Catelyn immediately got up of wobbly legs and went over to them.
“They’re hungry.” She said, matter of factly. “I will feed them and you will get our wife good and pregnant.” Catelyn said to Ned as she wiped herself clean, then picked up their sons and lifted them to her breasts.
Ashara bit her lower lip, then bent over the balcony barrier, sticking her arse out, shaking it from side to side, enticingly.
“You heard our wife.” She laughed “Get me pregnant!” Ned could only obey.
He thrust deep into Ashara’s cunt, drawing wonton moans from her lips. He took hold of her hips and thrust into her savagely. Giving her arse a few hard slaps as she quaked and quivered around him. Her cunt was a wet, molten vice as the pressure built in Ned’s cock.
His hands roamed her body, pinching her nipples, stroking her stomach. She really enjoyed when he stuck his thumb in her arsehole, her legs quivering as she found her end. Ned could feel his own climax fast approaching, he grasped her hair, bringing her body against his.
He thrust all the way up to the hilt inside her and his throbbing cock deposited rope after rope of potent seed as deep inside her as he could go. Ashara leaned over the balcony barrier, panting. Ned delivering little licks and kisses to her sweaty back after he pulled out of her, a waterfall of his seed streaming from her cunt. Ned took her in his arms and carried her back to their bed, laying her down next to Catelyn as she fed their children.
Ned smiled as he leaned on one of the posts of his bed, gazing at his new, burgeoning family, bathed in the golden light of the rising sun.
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7 months after Robert’s Rebellion
When a Septa Comes to Stay
“The builders guild have certainly outdone themselves here.” Ned said proudly, as he looked around the newly completed Sept. The stone work on the statues was excellent, each of the Sept’s seven walls had a statue of one from the pantheon in front of it. A large, multicoloured, stained glass window shone light onto the altar that sat in the centre of the hall.
“Thank you for making this, Ned.” Cat said as she, Ash and Elia looked over the artwork on the painted walls. Both she and Elia had wanted a Sept for them to pray to their gods in. Ned saw no reason why he shouldn’t build them one.
“Our Septa will be arriving soon,” Elia said, “Oberyn recommended her to me, she’s coming all the way from Dorne.”
“Then I hope she’s not quite so pious as other Septas I have met.” Ashara said, sitting on one of the benches. At seven months pregnant, she had grown quite large, sitting had become a more comfortable alternative to standing for her.
The four of them had formed a tight-knit group in the seven months they had all been together. With Rhaenys getting used to her new home and having fewer nightmares, Elia had been spending more nights in Ned’s bed with his wives. They continued conversing for a time, until they were interrupted by the door to the Sept opening.
In the doorway stood a woman they almost didn’t recognise as a Septa. She wore a Septa’s white robes, though they were surprisingly low cut, drawing attention to her large bust. She was very pretty, with light brown hair, uncovered by a Septa’s hood. She also wore a small green jewel on a necklace, it twinkled in the light as it nestled in her lightly tanned cleavage.
“Greetings, my Prince, my Princesses…” she smiled warmly.
“Septa Lemore, I presume?” Elia asked, as they all walked up the steps to greet her.
“I am she, Princess Elia.” She said, bowing her head in deference.
Ned saw Catelyn’s eyes flicker down Lemore’s body, taking in her large breasts and slim waist, before biting her lip and smiling. “We’re so glad to have you here, Septa.” She said, taking Lemore in her arms.
“Please, call me Lemore, Princess.” The Septa said.
“Then I am Catelyn and my partners are Ashara, Elia and Ned.” Catelyn responded with a smile.
“Yes, I have heard many tales of your husband.” Lemore said, fixing Ned with a gaze he couldn’t quite decipher.
“All good, I hope.” He joked.
“Oh…definitely…” Lemore answered.
“I take it, you are aware of the situation between myself and my wives…” Ned said. When he had been in King’s Landing, the High Septon had tried to convince Ned to convert to the faith of the Seven and annul his marriage to one of his wives. He had not been successful.
“Of course I am aware, Ned.” Lemore answered him. “Yours is a marriage of love, such a thing cannot be a sin.”
Ned was a little surprised by that. “Septons I have met have told me it is a great sin to take more than one wife.”
“The faith teaches that you must only marry for love.” Lemore said, “I have seen no Septons call arranged marriages a sin and we all know few of them are done out of love. If the marriage has love, then I care not if you marry two, or twenty women.”
“Don’t give them ideas.” Ned chuckled. “Or they’ll have me marry half the women in the North.”
Lemore began to laugh as well. “Besides, they say as Septas, we are married to the Seven. So technically, I have both more husbands and more wives than you.” Soon the whole group was laughing, it seemed their new Septa was a good fit.
After some time, Ned and Ashara left Catelyn and Elia with Lemore, she was there for their benefit after all.
“Ten golden dragons says you fuck her before the week is done.” Ashara grinned, waddling with Ned, leaning on him as they walked back into the main keep of Winterfell.
“It’s unlikely a Septa would sully herself by bedding down with a heathen northerner like me.” He chuckled.
“Oh, my dear, Ned. Did you not see how she looked at you?” She said “That’s exactly why she’ll do it.”
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After they had their dinner, Ned and his women had decided to have a midnight swim in the godswood’s natural hot water pools. The four of them quickly made their way through the godswood, having divested themselves of their clothes quite quickly. Catelyn and Elia were walking ahead, playfully kissing and groping each other’s naked bodies as they went. Ned was walking behind, with Ashara on his arm. The all knew they were quite safe in the godswood, it was where house Stark’s direwolf pack resided. It would take an army to breech the godswood with hundreds of direwolves guarding it.
“I want to watch you fuck the pair of them up their arses.” Ashara giggled, pressing her swollen breasts against his arm. They were nearly at the clearing when they saw Catelyn and Elia stop ahead of them and hide behind a tree.
“Look.” Catelyn turned and whispered to them, with a lusty smile. What Ned saw next was certainly surprising.
Fuck! I’m going to need ten golden dragons.
It seemed their resident Septa had thought of the same idea as them. She too, had gone for a midnight swim in the godswood, entirely naked. Ned’s eye rolled over her body, appreciatively. She had large breasts, good hips and a slim waist. She was a very pretty woman, with blue eyes and light brown hair, she still wore the twinkling green jewel necklace. In the light of the stars and the moon, she looked quite ethereal.
Ned didn’t know whether to reveal himself and his women, or head back into the castle. However, the choice was taken out of his hands when Ashara, looked up at him, smiling and walked out from behind cover.
“It’s certainly a surprise to see you here, Lemore.” She said, standing in the clearing at the edge of the pool in front of the Weirwood. Lemore looked up in surprise, then stood in the middle of the pool, water running down her naked body.
“I could say the same of you, Ashara.” She said, warmly. Both women were seemly completely unashamed by their nudity.
Ned didn’t quite know how it happened, but now he, his women and Lemore were all sitting and talking, naked in the hot pools of the godswood.
“Forgive my for asking, Ned.” Lemore said eventually.
“But, is it true that followers of the Old gods believe making love in front of a Weirwood brings good fortune?” Ned was a little surprised by her bluntness, Ashara, Elia and Catelyn started giggling.
“Generally, that is correct.” Ned answered her.
“We’ve certainly done it enough times.” Ashara laughed, causing Ned’s other women to laugh as well.
“I can certainly see the appeal.” Lemore said, standing up, showing her nude body to everyone again. “I’ve always found, there’s something so unimaginably erotic about making love in a place of worship…” She walked towards the Weirwood, gazing up at it with reverence.
“Gods woman! Just say you want to fuck Ned!” Cat exclaimed with a laugh. Lemore blushed slightly, then fixed Ned with a sultry look. Ned turned to his wives, who gave their emphatic approval.
Ned stood near the edge of the pool, with Lemore kneeling in front of him, marvelling at his hard cock. Ashara was pleasuring herself as she watched them and Catelyn with Elia, who were fucking next to them.
“Gods be good!” Lemore said, placing her hand on his length. “I have lain with men from all over Westeros and Essos and I have never seen a cock as massive as this.” Ned could feel her hot breath on his cock head as she pumped him, her tongue teasing the tip.
“You really don’t sound like any Septa I’ve met before.” Ned chuckled, hands on his hips as the Septas mouth engulfed his hard cock, taking him in two thirds of the way before pulling off him.
“In my travels, experiencing the religions of the world. I have come to the conclusion that sex is the ultimate form of worship.” She answered, as Ned gathered her hair into his hand. “Out of love for us, the gods gave us the ability to experience what it’s like to be in the seven heavens, while still alive. Not taking part in the joys of lovemaking is sacrilegious in my view.” She said proudly, licking along his length.
“Keep talking like that and half the city will be coming to the Sept.”
“Excellent.” Lemore happily beamed up at him, slowly rubbing his cock.
Ned’s cock began to twitch as Lemore licked his throbbing shaft. She dragged her lips along his meaty manhood, right down to his base, where she lovingly caressed his balls with her tongue. Ned let out a rumbling moan as he felt Lemore take his balls into her mouth as she rubbed her hands along his wet cock.
“You’re clearly very experienced at this, Lemore.” Ned chuckled, watching Elia stuff three fingers into Catelyn’s cunt as she sucked on her massive breasts, causing her red haired lover to moan and writhe in pleasure.
Lemore moaned as her mouth left Ned’s balls, her hands never stopped rubbing his cock. “You have no idea how many I’ve practiced on.” She smiled. Then, went back to pleasuring his cock. She put her lips around his cock head. Ned let out a sigh as Lemore took his cock into her throat again, her head, bobbing up and down his cock.
Ned sat back on the edge of the pool, propping himself up with his hands in the cool grass, Lemore still kneeling in the warm water. The new position allowed Ned to see Lemore’s head going up and down his shaft, Catelyn and Elia licking each other’s cunts and Ashara lying back, rubbing her cunt lazily as she watched them all.
Lemore had put her hands on Ned’s thighs, pushing them further apart, trying to get more space for her as she stuffed as much of Ned’s cock into her mouth as she could. Ned put his hands in her hair, holding her at his cock as he began thrusting his hips up to meet her mouth. Her upper body went limp as she surrendered to Ned’s control.
Ned set a relentless pace as he thrust his cock down her throat. Wet sounds of choking and sloshing could be heard, joining the sounds of his wives’ moaning. Lemore’s mouth was a hot vice for Ned’s cock, drawing him deeper into it’s warm depths, her tongue massaging his length as it went in and out of her.
As Ned repeatedly slammed Lemore’s head down onto his pelvis, her eyes started to roll back into her head, she began to quiver as Ned used her. He ripped her off his cock, held her up by her hair and cracked his hand across her face a few times, the loud slaps sounding out through the godswood. Lemore’s cheeks were reddened as she began to climax on the third slap, Ned could see her arousal dripping into the hot water of the pool.
She barely had time to take a breath before Ned shoved his cock back into her mouth. Ned could see his women joining Lemore in climaxing around them and wanted find his end too. He began to fuck her mouth in earnest, thrusting harder and harder, deeper and deeper…until finally, the pressure was released.
Ned grunted as he held her lips around the base of his cock as she struggled for air, still eagerly drinking down his seed. He finally let her up and shot the last few ropes of his seed over her face and breasts. She plopped back into the warm water, steam rising off of her as she panted, his seed still leaking from her mouth.
Ned looked to his women and saw them recovering from their climaxes, he smiled wryly, splashed some water on Lemore’s face to wash her. Then lifted her quivering form out of the water and laid her down on the grass, nestling between her thighs.
“I think it’s time I had your cunt, Speta.” He said, as his cock flopped down onto her pelvis.
“I agree.” She smiled up at him. Ned put his hands on her thighs, spreading them further apart.
“I hope you’re ready.” Ned said as he eased his cock into her tight cunt.
“Urghh! Fuck!” She cried, gripping Ned’s arms and crossing her legs behind him. Ned felt her cunt clamp down on him in a wet, warm embrace as he fully sheathed himself inside her. Ned’s hand found it’s way around her throat and began to squeeze. “Yes! Choke me! CHOKE ME DADDY!” Lemore gasped in delight. Her lips parted, her eyes rolling back into her head at the lack of air. Ned held on until she began to go limp, then he let go and slapped her cheeks a few more times, bringing her back into a conscious state as she opened her eyes, blearily.
As Lemore quivered beneath him, Ned looked over to his wives, Elia and Catelyn were alternating between sucking Ashara’s nipples and kissing her as they fingered her cunt. Lemore’s hands on his face brought his attention back to her. Ned looked down at her beautiful face, her cheeks were reddened by his slaps and her lips, swollen from sucking his cock, were parted. Her eyes were wide and her pupils were dilated. She pulled him down to give him a deep, passionate kiss. She moaned into his mouth, shaking as he withdrew from her.
Ned buried his cock into her cunt over and over, being held up by his forearms as he pumped into the spasming Septa beneath him. He looked down to her large breasts, shaking with every thrust.
“You want them don’t you?” Lemore asked, panting and moaning as Ned thrust into her. “Enjoy them, the gods gave us beauty and desire for a reason.”
“That they did.” Ned smiled as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and was rewarded with more cries and whimpers from his lover. His tongue swirled around the nub, bringing it to a hardened point, then he switched to the other.
Eventually, his ministrations on her breasts and in her cunt bore fruit, when Lemore squirted on his cock with a loud cry.
“FUCK! GODS! FUCKING SHIIIIT!!!” Her fluttering and clenching cunt quickly drew him to another climax.
“Carry my bastard, whore...” He leaned down and growled into her ear as he thrust his cock all the way inside and seeded her cunt.
“Fuuuckk!” She whined, losing consciousness as Ned’s pulsing cock filled her with his seed.
Ned removed himself from Lemore, getting another low whine from her lips, a torrent of his seed flowing from her cunt. Ned looked over to his wives, who he saw pleasuring themselves watching him. His cock was still hard, so he walked up to the nearest one, who happened to be Catelyn. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder easily, as she squealed in delight.
“I believe our Septa needs some attending to.” He said to Elia, who quickly made her way over to the unconscious woman and began licking Ned’s seed from her cunt.
“And what of me? Dear husband.” Ashara said, smiling up at him.
“You’ll get to watch me with our wife.” Ned said with a smile, slapping his hand on Catelyn’s massive freckled arse, earning a giggle from his Tully wife. Ned laid her down on her back outside the pool, next to Ashara.
Catelyn bit her bottom lip and said “I would rather ride you, Ned.”
“Then ride me, you shall.” he responded, kissing her.
Ned lay on his back next to Ashara, he put a hand on her large belly, where their child was. Catelyn stood over him, looking like a goddess. Pregnancy had only enhanced her body, bringing her breasts and arse to new heights of monumental size, even Ashara’s pregnancy swollen breasts could not match Catelyn’s monumental tits.
Her feet were planted on either side of his hips, she squatted down on thick thighs, took his cock in hand and went all the way down it. The act of inserting such a massive cock into her cunt made her quiver and moan, her eyes closed as she savoured the feeling. Ned felt his hands going to her hips as she sat on him completely.
“Gods…” she moaned, blushing “I never want to get used to this feeling…”
“I haven’t yet.” Ashara laughed, pumping her fingers into her cunt.
Ned allowed her to go at her own pace, he knew how much she enjoyed riding him and wanted to make it last for her. She slowly began to rock herself on him, his cock only partially leaving her cunt before going back in. Her titanic breasts were shaking pleasantly with every bounce.
With his enhanced eyes, he could see small amounts of milk flowing from her nipples. He began to massage her breasts with his hands and take one of her nipples into his mouth. Ned sucking her nipples caused Catelyn to moan even louder.
“Fuck, Ned! You love my breasts don’t you? Take them, they’re all yours.”
“Your breasts are fucking spectacular, darling.” Ashara interjected. “I wish mine were as good as yours.”
“Don’t say that. Your breasts are amazing.” Catelyn panted, beginning to ride Ned even faster. “Ned, tell your wife she has nothing to worry about.”
Ned hastily took Catelyn’s nipple out of his mouth. “Comparing your breasts is like comparing the most precious of gems.” He said, “They are different in their beauty, yet all equally priceless.”
“Well said, my love.” Catelyn said, placing her hands on Ned’s chest, threading her fingers through his chest hair. She began to ride him in earnest now, she wanted to finish and riding him like a prize stallion to get to it. Ned placed his hands on her hips, angling his body so he could thrust up and meet her half way. That lead to Catelyn moaning and squealing even louder, her eyes screwed shut, her head dropping down.
Eventually, Ned gave one hard thrust and Catelyn came undone around him. She thrashed and wailed, quivering, she collapsed down on top of him as he continued thrusting, her cunt clenched tight around his throbbing length.
Not far behind Catelyn, Ned found his end, for the third time that night. His seed filled Catelyn’s cunt, earning him coos of love from her as she buried her face in his chest. After a time spent enjoying lying together, Ned gently rolled her off him, her sweaty body glistening in the moonlight as his seed drained from her.
Ned sat up on his knees, he was still hard as a rock. He leant down and kissed Catelyn, then Ashara who had laid down next to her.
After Ned got off his wives, he walked through the pool straight to Elia, who was currently fucking Lemore.
“Your turn, Princess.” He said, taking the brown-skinned Dornish woman into his arms. “I believe my lady wives could use your assistance, Septa.” Ned said to Lemore, she smiled at him and began hobbling over to Catelyn and Ashara.
Elia was kissing along his jaw as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Ned put her down on the edge of the pool, she spun onto all fours and arched her back into him, thrusting her large arse out and shaking it enticingly. Ned gave her a few hard swats on the arse, the dark olive skin being marked by his hand.
“Stop teasing me, Ned.” She pleaded, as Ned brushed his cock head around the outer lips of her cunt. Suddenly, without warning he rammed all the way inside her, she shrieked as his cock went all the way to her womb. Ned pushed her back down, arching her arse a little more and railed into Elia’s cunt. Her body, quivering and thrashing under the assault of pleasure.
“Fuck! NED!” She breathlessly gasped as he smacked her arse a few more times. “YOU’RE SOOOOO MUCH BETTER THAN RHAEGAR!!!! FUCK!!!!!”
Ned grabbed her hair and pulled her up, she hissed in pain and pleasure as Ned kept up his relentless thrusting. He looked down to see the pleasant way Elia’s thick arse bounced against his pelvis as his cock thrust all the way inside her. More loud claps filled the air as Ned spanked his lover’s arse cheeks. Of all his lovers, Elia seemed to enjoy his rough treatment the most, especially if it was focused on her arse.
“URRGH! YES! FUCKING FILL MEEE!!!” Elia screamed as Ned stuffed his thumb into her arsehole.
Her body was no longer her own, her limbs thrashed and tensed, her head drooped, her mouth hung open in a silent scream. Her eyes had rolled back into her head as wave after wave of earth-shattering climaxes washed over her. The seconds stretched out to eternity, eventually Elia’s body went limp. Ned pressed her head down into the grass as he quickened his pace.
Ned thrust all the way inside her, his balls twitching as he filled Elia with his seed for the thousandth time. With a grunt, he pulled out of her, his seed leaking from her cunt onto the ground. Elia was left in a very undignified ‘arse-up’ position and it didn’t look like she would be able to move any time soon.
“How are you still hard?!?!” A very surprised Lemore exclaimed.
“When the Wolf’s Blood runs hot, there’s no stopping it.” Ned said, with a wolfish grin as he walked towards Lemore again, like a Direwolf walking towards its prey.
They continued fucking for the rest of the night. Ned made his way around the women again and again as Ashara watched and brought herself to climax over and over. Their liaison ended when Ned filled Lemore’s cunt again as she was lapping at Catelyn’s cunt, who was lapping at Elia’s, who was lapping at Ashara’s. All five of the participants coming to a mind numbing end together.
“I have lain all kinds of men…” Lemore panted, as they all lay together in a sweaty pile. “I have lain with men and women, Dwarves, Children of the Forest, First Men, Andal, Rhoynar… I have lain with crews of Summer Islander sailors and spell-smiths from Qohor… Pleasure slaves from Lys and Braavossi water dancers… I have been bred beneath the stars by a Dothraki Khal and his bloodriders, in front of their Khalasar. I have been a temple prostitute in Volantis and Norvos…” She continued, “I have lain with pirates and priests, warriors and healers, kings and beggars…and not one of them as ever come close to fucking me as well as you have.” She looked at Ned in disbelief.
“What can I say...” Ned smiled, “The best is yet to come…”
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9 months after Robert’s Rebellion
A Star(Wolf) is Born
Winterfell was about to receive the birth of a new Stark. Ashara was lying on the bed as Druids and Midwives busied themselves around her. Her Direwolf, Starlight, was in the corner. Huffing away as she birthed her own litter. Catelyn’s direwolf, Redmane was trying to sooth her with comforting licks. It was a house Stark tradition. The men and women who marry into house Stark would get a direwolf of their own, when they are pregnant, the female direwolf would be impregnated by their husbands direwolf. The Stark child and a litter of direwolf pups would be born together, one of the pups would be the Stark’s familiar and would stay with them until death.
Ned’s own direwolf, Fang was sitting in another corner looking quite guilty after Starlight had snapped at him, as if she was saying “This is your fault!”. Ned, Catelyn and Elia were standing around Ashara, holding her hands and offering comfort.
Benjen and Arthur were looking after Rhaenys and the twins. Robb, Jon and Rhaenys often played with their direwolf pups and Rhaenys’ cat, Balerion, who had quickly taken a liking to it’s new puppy playmates.
“Fuck you Cat! You made this look so easy.” Ashara groaned angrily.
“It’ll all be over soon, my sweet. You’re doing wonderfully.” Catelyn cooed in response, stroking back Ashara’s sweat soaked hair that was plastered to her face. She knew Ashara didn’t mean what she said, she was well aware of the pain of childbirth.
“I’m beginning to see the head.” Druid Luwin said “Push Princess! It’ll all be over soon.”
“Aaaaaaarrgggggghh” Ashara screamed as she pushed, breathing deeply as she squeezed the hands of her lovers so hard, Ned thought they might come off.
“Once more, Princess. Push!” Luwin insisted. Ashara grunted in indignation, then pushed again.
Ned could heard squelching sounds he wished he could forget, then they were replaced by the most wonderful sound in the world. His baby was born. Ned looked over to the direwolves and saw Starlight licking a litter of four pups, then back to his lovers who were sobbing with joy as they looked at their new child.
Today is a good day.
After the messiness of the after-birth and the cord cutting was dealt with, most of the midwives left the room, leaving Luwin to make sure Ashara and the baby girl were well.
“Both mother and child seem to be in perfect health.” He declared proudly.
“We thank you, Druid.” Ned said, taking Luwin’s hand.
“You’ve no need, my Prince.” Luwin replied. “It is an honour and a privilege to serve house Stark.” Then he left Ned and his women.
“She’s just so beautiful.” Catelyn sobbed, looking down at the newborn girl. “Ned, I want one.”
“You already have more than I do.” Ashara laughed, rocking her newborn back and forth, pressing it to her skin.
“I want more.”
Ned could see tears welling up in Elia’s eyes as she turned away from them. It had been less than a year since her son had been murdered right in front of her. She had good days and worse days, it seemed today might lean more towards a worse one. Ned placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, unsure what to say.
“Elia…” she turned and wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly as she buried her face in his chest.
Ned could see the three adult direwolves had curled up around the four pups, in a month, one of those pups will bond with the child and she will receive her dragon egg alongside it. After a time, Ned and Elia pulled apart and went to Ashara’s bedside.
“What will you name her?” Elia asked, her eyes glassy from her welling tears.
“I was thinking… Alysanne.” Ashara responded.
“A fitting name.” Ned said, looking down at her. “Now, let us introduce her to the rest of her family.”