Her entire body bucked off the bed, hips jerking violently as she erupted, squirting in hot, shameless gushes across his face. The sheets beneath her were ruined, her thighs trembling uncontrollably as the torrent spilled.
That was exactly what he wanted.
He pulled back fast and mounted her, his lips shining with her release, as he loomed over her like a large canopy, his shadow swallowing her body whole.
Her wide eyes were locked on him even as her cunt sprayed, her juices splattering onto his abs, running down his ridges, greasing his cock until it glistened like it had been bathed in oil.
Her hips convulsed, her cries climbing higher, but she never looked away. She watched the beast above her. His chest carved like stone, his arms thick as her thighs, his cock a pulsing, dripping weapon between them. Just remembering that this absurdly gorgeous brute was hers, that she had fallen in love with this mountain of flesh and heat, pushed her orgasm into an even wilder frenzy.
Her trembling hand slid down almost without a thought, reaching for the thick cock she worshiped, clutching it tight. It dwarfed her hand instantly, hot and slick, veins bulging against her grip. She would have never dared to take something so monstrous inside her if it weren't for love. Mad, fiery love that made her fearless.
"Lyanna…" Wylis growled, watching her with feral hunger as she guided his cock down.
She rubbed the fat head along her dripping slit, smearing her juices over it, shuddering as the bulbous crown started to press against her entrance. Her eyes went wide, scared, and eager at once, as her tight slit started to stretch.
"F-Fuck… feels like the first time again!" she cried, a sob of both sting and delight. Her lower lips spread around his knob, her body trembling as she gasped, "Dammit… you better… fuck… good! I want… my… year's worth of cock… all tonight—mmmmmmh!"
Wylis just stared down at her face, her lovely, scrunched, moaning face, and his chest thundered like some boy just tasting love for the first time.
Lyanna wasn't just beautiful, she wasn't just wet and hot and needy under him… she was the kind of woman he could make love to for the rest of his life and never grow bored. Her laughter, her scent, the way her body looked against his giant frame. And inside her, that tight, clutching grip… Gods, she made him so weak.
"As you wish, Lady Kaiser."
"Ooooooh!" she cried, arching her back hard at the sound of her title. Her body trembled like the words alone had shoved his cock deeper.
She guided him lower, inch by inch, and he felt it. The way her tight sheath swallowed him, the way her body shifted, her very organs rearranging to make room. It was like reclaiming his throne inside her, a rightful place that belonged only to him.
"Uuuugh… Gods!" she groaned, nails raking across his broad chest.
She always clawed him like that when he entered, and he loved it, the sting reminding him she wasn't fragile even if she looked it.
Her grey eyes dropped down to her belly, watching as the thick crown of his cock disappeared inside her, as her soft belly bulged faintly where he pressed deep. Each stretch made her moan louder, each inch claimed made her wetter. She'd taken him plenty of times, yet every single time still felt brand new. It still felt so fucking good; her heart raced like she was losing her virginity all over again.
Halfway in, Wylis stopped, savoring her tightness.
"Wylis…" she whined, slapping his chest with a little smack that made her tits jiggle. Her hands slid down his flanks, nails grazing his side hips, clawing at him desperately. "Go in. All of it. Don't you dare stop!"
With a heavy groan, he pulled back just an inch and then drove forward.
"Ahhh! Yesss—!" Lyanna screamed, her back bowing high off the bed as she spasmed in a sharp climax. Her cunt clamped around him violently, gushing slickness as she wailed, eyes rolling back in raw pleasure.
He hadn't even fucked her yet, and already she was breaking.
"I love you! Gods, I love you—I dreamed of you, every night—I missed you, Wylis, missed you so much," she babbled deliriously, cracking under the weight of her moans.
Her hands roamed everywhere. His shoulders, his chest, his face, like she had to feel every inch of him at once.
Meanwhile, Wylis was on cloud nine, claiming his lover like their very first night. Her snug, soaking tightness strangled his cock, refusing to let him in deeper even as she begged for it. He ground forward, then slid back, back and forth, working his massive shaft into her furnace inch by thick inch.
"Ghhh…" The resistance made him groan; the way her cunt fought him only fed his hunger. And then, finally, he pushed through, bottoming out inside her with a guttural snarl.
Her whole body convulsed around him. Tight, trembling, milking him already.
Creek! Creek!
The bed groaned, the wooden frame squealing under every move as he truly began the ritual called fucking.
"Guhhh…" he grunted, bracing himself, then fucking her with the entire unholy length of his cock. He knew he was too big for most, had always known, but he would never hurt someone with that absurd tool.
Lyanna wasn't just taking him, though… she reveled in it. She gloried in the fact that her body could accept every brutal inch of him despite her short stature, despite the way his cock made her belly bulge. And gods, he loved her all the more for it.
Plap! Squelch! Plap!
Her dainty legs spread wide as he leaned his weight down onto her, covering her completely. His lips found hers for a brutal kiss. Their tongues tangled, spit smeared between them, teeth clashing as if even their mouths were desperate to consume one another.
He felt the pressure coil in his gut too soon, the need to spill into her unbearable already. He wanted to cum inside her, to flood her womb like a seal, a silent declaration that she was his, that she always would be. Like a magnificent kiss delivered straight from his cock to her womb.
"Fuck… Lyanna…" He moaned into her lips.
"Wylis!" she moaned back with love and madness.
They were drunk without wine, drunk on passion, lust, and the joy of reunion. Every thrust felt like a celebration. Not just of this moment, but of everything they'd conquered. From nothing to so much. From a stableboy to a lord. From a runaway girl to a mother, to a lady of the strongest man in Westeros.
"Mmmmh… I-I'm coming, Wylis! F-Fuck, you make me… weak!" Lyanna wailed, her body arching against him like a bowstring drawn too tight.
Wylis answered by fucking her harder, not wild, not brutal, but with steady, relentless force. Enough that her petite yet curvy, maternal frame jolted on the bedding, swells bouncing, hair sticking to her sweaty temples. The whole bed groaned like it would splinter beneath them, every thrust rattling the headboard against stone.
Plap! Pap! Plap!
Her cunt convulsed around his cock, eyes flying wide as if she'd been struck by lightning.
"Aaaaahhh—!" Lyanna screamed, squirting messily, soaking him, soaking the sheets, her thighs trembling as she climaxed with no control left. It was hot, frantic; her pussy wrung his manhood in spasms, sucking him so greedily he nearly lost it right then.
Wylis was teetering on the edge, right at that blind brink where he might go too hard, might lose himself in her.
He quickly seized her hips, rolled, and brought her on top of him, lying back so she straddled his cock. Her soaked cunt still clung to him like an angry fist, her juices dripping down his length and staining his thighs.
Sure, he'd been rougher before, far rougher, pushing them both to madness. But that had been during long, endless nights when she'd been used to the stretch, to his monstrous size. Now… now she needed time to adjust again, and he wouldn't break her, not tonight.
"I'm close," he told her.
As if it were a challenge, Lyanna's hips rose up and slammed back down on him, bouncing her succulent body on his massive cock. Her bosom bounced wildly, and his wide palms closed over them, engulfing them, kneading, pinching, claiming every inch of her swollen breasts. She pressed her own hands over his, trapping them there as she rode him, her gaze locked to his in manic devotion.
They were both slick with sweat despite the northern chill, droplets rolling down his chest, glistening in the firelight. But neither cared.
They were together again, and nothing else in the world mattered.
"I love you, Lord Wylis Kaiser," Lyanna proclaimed with a breathless grin, before leaning down to kiss him.
The kiss was fire, spit, tongues, teeth, and moans.
And as her lips claimed his, Wylis snapped. He dug his heels into the bedding, wrapped his arms around her back, and fucked up into her with piston force. His cock slammed her deep, claps echoing in the chamber as his hips hammered up, driving her down, over and over, like an endless storm.
And he finally burst.
"Uuuhhh… and I… fucking… love… you, Lady… Lyanna Kaiser," he roared against her mouth.
She giggled through her moans, then gasped and squealed as she felt it.
Hot torrents bursting into her womb, his cock stretching her so deep it felt like he might spear through her very core. His release was violent, battering, like a ram breaching gates, flooding her until she feared her body would burst. She moaned endlessly, her pussy clenching him tight, holding him inside, savoring every drop.
"Uuuummmhhh!" she mewled, riding wave after wave, her body clinging tight as his cock pumped its white, hot load inside her.
And Wylis, his climax almost felt otherworldly. Nothing else could compare. Spilling inside courtesans, whores, any other warm body… it had never been the same. Not once. Only with her, his wife, his first love, the only girl who'd been with him when he was nothing, did it feel like this. Like heaven, like a war won, like the Gods themselves smiled down. She was his from the start, and now, she would be his until the very end.
He crushed her to his chest in a bruising embrace, hugging her so tight her cunt ground against his pubes, wringing more sparks from her raw hole.
He was buried balls-deep, spilling fountain after fountain into her womb, his cock throbbing with each gush, painting her insides until she was flooded full.
Their high slowed, each spasm easing, every twitch of his cock softer than the last. But the emotions, those didn't fade. They lingered, heavy and sweet.
He felt her body trembling in his arms, her soft tits flattened against his chest, her breath hot and ragged on his neck. Every pulse of her pussy clenching him, every last drop squeezed out of him, felt like love itself. Messy, delirious, and unshakably theirs.
As Wylis's peak finally came down, his heavy balls softening.
Lyanna clung tighter, peppering his neck with frantic kisses. Then the kisses turned to nips, then to sharp love-bites. She marked him, again and again, her lips sucking bruises into his skin like she was claiming him all over.
He rumbled low, but made no move to stop her. He let her, savoring the sting, the heat, the proof that she was his and he was hers.
It amused him, though. He was tired, truly tired. Strange, since he'd fucked far longer before, fucked harder, fucked to the brink of madness. But now… something was different. This time, he felt satisfied. Completely, utterly satisfied. Enough that sleep tugged at his massive body even as his cock still sat inside her, softening slowly, still locked in her stretched, tender cunt.
Lyanna, hungry as she was, soon gave in as well. Her lips slowed on his neck, her breath evened. The long journey, the storm of pleasure, it caught up with her. She slumped against his chest, her body melting into his bulk, her pussy still clinging around his length as if refusing to let him go, even in sleep.
Neither knew when exactly their eyes closed, when their hearts slowed into a steady rhythm, when their bodies surrendered to the blissful dark.
Wylis, at least, knew beautiful dreams awaited him.
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The morning sunlight filtered through the slit-like ventilators in the walls. It wasn't enough, but the light did illuminate the room.
Wylis personally didn't like it, not having large windows attached to his bedchamber. But since this room was on the ground floor, it was unsafe. That was why he planned on shifting his bedchamber to the upper floor and carving large windows into the wall.
But for now, he was perfectly fine waking up to the heavy dose of sunshine sleeping right beside him, hugging him like he'd vanish, her head on his shoulder, lips wide in a blissful, dreamy smile.
We should do this every night.
He felt refreshed. So much more refreshed than he had ever been in months.
He turned his head to look at the cradle where Magnus was sleeping. While he knew such a young babe wouldn't remember all the ear-shattering moans of his mother, he did feel worried that the life point he was adding in dexterity and intelligence might change something. The last thing he wanted was his son to tease him with 'Dad, remember that night when you were beating Mom?'.
Chuckling, he looked at her stunning, pale face. Yeah, I was beating her alright, right up to her womb.
"Ummh…" Lyanna woke up, and her hand shifted, caressing down from his abs to his already thickened, half-erect shaft. "Someone's… having an exciting morning."
Wylis chuckled, seeing her eyes open while her head tilted up for their morning kiss. He leaned in to give her one, a deep, passionate kiss that only made him fully hard.
"Uh… Wylis… your breath stinks."
"So does yours, Lyanna. Don't see me complaining."
"Pfft…"
Lyanna giggled, as that was exactly what she loved about him. To hell with her status and name, he treated her right, like best friends in love. And to show her appreciation, she climbed on top of him, rubbing her slick folds on his cock.
She leaned down and pecked his lips again before resting her elbows on his chest, her fingers caressing his face where traces of beard had started to appear.
"I'm glad," he said, his hands lavishly kneading her soft ass under the quilt. "I'm glad I took the risks. Now here, I get to enjoy all this… I'm glad I chose to leave that damn stable behind."
Lyanna laughed softly, peppering his lips with quick kisses. "I was a foolish girl, wasn't I? Letting myself be swayed by the charming stablehand. Mmm… I'm glad I chased after you, my strong, beautiful giant, was worth every risk… even if I got captured by an insane prince—it was all worth it, Wylis. To be with you."
For a long moment, they looked at each other's faces, as if adjusting to the reality that they were finally together and there was nobody around to separate them. Sure, the threat loomed, but for now, there was peace.
"Ummh… You have no idea how much I missed you." Lyanna obsessively kissed his earlobe, giving it a bite. "I used to… touch myself thinking of you."
"Really?"
"Um-hum…" Her kisses dotted lower, on his neck. "Missed this."
She reached his chest. Her tongue rolled over his nipples, earning a few giggles from him. "And this."
She kept sliding down, more and more, vanishing under the quilt, laying trails of kisses and licks over his defined abs. "Oh… this too… mmh"
"And… this~" Finally, she kissed his pubes, and then had his fat cock in her grip, unable to hold it. Instead of taking him in her mouth right away, she smushed her face on the underside of his length, her entire face vanishing between his legs, her mouth lapping his balls, the taste of the last night still there.
Wylis groaned, feeling her licks on his balls and even underneath his balls. She lapped everywhere around his groin. His entire cock rubbed all over her face, smudging her with wetness.
"I… craved… your scent."
"..."
"Ugh… shouldn't have said that." Lyanna groaned from under the quilt, laughter curling around her words. "Now I sound like some shameless little pervert."
Wylis chuckled, finally feeling her mouth wrap around his bulbous head. "Aye, the pervert who stole the giant's heart—Ah, not teeth!"
Giggling, Lyanna stuffed her mouth with her lover, slobbering spit all over him like he were some delicacy. Nothing was visible, just a bump in the quilt, rising and falling.
Calm, Wylis stayed flat, staring at the ceiling, enjoying that warm, soft attention to his cock. Her soft hand fondled his balls at the same time, her other hand scratched nails on his lower abs. The combined stimulation had him on edge already.
"Close."
"Ummmh~" She took his warning and sucked only the tip while stroking him like churning butter.
Arousal of body and mind together, Wylis tipped over the edge and spilled. Not as gushing as the night before, but still substantial enough that his beautiful wife had to gulp it down and make room for more.
"Mmmmh…"
She kept sucking him dry, eating his cock out, drenching him with her spit, the air under the quilt heavy with his musky scent that she honestly didn't mind. It only made her wet, and now, she wanted him up again, ready to slide into her.
Bam! Bam!
"Wylis! Open the door!"
"Hm?" With a frown, Wylis raised his head and looked at the door. "Who the—"
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Whatever Brennard had done to that door, it was clearly not enough for someone as strong as the man on the other side. With a few continuous slams, the locks gave way and the door… swung open.
Thud!
The man fell inside.
"Ha! Caught you. You thought you could fool the Wild Wolf? Where's my sister tucked away? Don't blush, I know the two of you have been rutting like foxes. I'll not scold you, I just want to see her."
"..."
"Get the fuck out, Brandon!" Wylis boomed, unable to do anything with his cock half-drowned in Lyanna's mouth. Thankfully, she had stopped, or more like frozen in that state.
"Not until I see her." Brandon crossed his arms, chin high.
Wylis facepalmed himself and finally gestured to the bump under the quilt between his legs. Brandon caught his intent right away and looked.
"In there? Why, what is she doing in the—Oh…"
"..."
Brandon dumbly stared at Wylis' face.
Wylis glared back at the bastard, fuming.
"Get out!"
"Aye, I shall, my Lord."
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