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He had handed over dealings with Ros and brothel over to Duncan, the giant mercenary had taken the task with a wide, feral grin, his heavy boots already turning back toward the muddy streets of Winter Town.
After days in the freezing woods hunting Bolton bastard, Duncan was more than eager to bury his face in a warm pair of tits and drink himself blind.
Jon, however, had a different kind of stress relief in mind.
He navigated the drafty corridors of the keep. The excitement of the Dreadfort woods had faded and now he needed some enjoyment, he needed to be inside a beautiful womans pussy. He needed to remind the proudest woman in the North exactly who she belonged to.
He approached the Lord's Chambers with caution. The two guards stationed at the end of the hall were busy complaining about the cold, their backs turned to the heavy oak door. Jon timed his movement perfectly, slipping the latch and ghosting inside before the heavy wood even had a chance to creak.
The chamber was stiflingly warm, the massive hearth had flame on and Catelyn Stark was standing there brushing her long auburn hair.
At the sudden click of the door closing, she spun around, the heavy silver brush slipping from her fingers and clattering onto the floor. For a fraction of a second, stark terror flashed in her blue eyes as she thought an assassin had bypassed the guards.
Then the firelight caught his face and the terror vanished, instantly replaced by a storm of relief and furious, pent-up frustration.
"Jon snow," Catelyn hissed, her chest heaving beneath the thin silk of her sleeping gown. "Where the hell have you been? It has been days. You vanish into the town, you don't send word, you don't even tell me you're leaving!"
She was fuming, her proud lady mask cracking entirely, but Jon just smiled. He didn't offer apologies as he crossed the thick Myrish rug in three long strides, closing the distance between them.
He didn't give her any chance to scold him further as he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her flush against him and hugging her tightly, squashing her heavy, unbound boobs against the hard leather of his tunic.
"Oh, Cat," Jon murmured, burying his face in the crook of her neck and breathing in the scent of her expensive oils. "It was nothing my lady just some dealings in the market, you know I couldn't bear to leave my dear Lady Stark alone for too long."
He spoke with a dark smirk, his hands sliding down the smooth silk of her back to grip her tight, round ass.
He took a heavy cheek in each palm and squeezed them roughly, lifting her slightly onto her toes.
Catelyn gasped, her anger melting instantly into heavy, desperate breathing. Her hands, which had been balled into fists against his chest, uncurled and gripped his tunic.
"Jon..." she whimpered, her eyes fluttering shut. "A raven came from the south. Ned... Ned will be returning in fifteen days and I don't know what to do."
She spoke the words with a soft, trembling moan, the reality of her husband's return crashing into the illicit heat of her bastard stepson's hands.
Jon's smirk widened, Ned starks return didn't frightened him, it only made the game that much sweeter. The taboo of fucking Lord Stark's wife in his own bed, just two weeks before he rode through the gates, was an intoxicating thought and he will be enjoying his daughter throughout the coming days as well.
"Since our Lord will be coming soon," Jon declared, his voice dropping to a husky tone, "I think we'd better make the absolute most of this time we have left."
A wicked, desperate smile spread across Catelyn's lips and without another word, her trembling hands moved to the laces of her gown.
"I've wanted this ever since the letter arrived," she confessed, her voice thick with lust.
With a swift movement, Jon swept her up into his arms. The silk gown fell open as he carried her toward the massive bed, his strong hands tracing the smooth, pale skin of the Milf.
Gasps and soft moans escaped Catelyn's lips as Jon buried his face in her neck, sucking hard on the sensitive spot just below her ear, leaving a dark, bruising mark that she would have to hide with high collars.
"Oh, Jon," Cat gasped, her fingers tangling in his dark curls.
"We need to be quick, Cat," Jon whispered against her skin, letting the delicate silk dress slip entirely off her shoulders and fall to the floor. "We don't want the guards outside asking questions about the noises their Lady is making, do we?"
She didn't answer as she was entirely consumed by the heat. Kneeling on the edge of the bed, she reached down and aggressively unlaced his breeches.
She freed his heavy, throbbing cock, taking it in her warm, soft hands and started jerked him with firm, practiced strokes, pulling him down for a deep, hungry kiss.
"I want you to fuck me rough," Catelyn ordered directly into Jon's ear, the sheer desperation in her voice sending a violent shiver down his spine.
Giving his cock a few final, agonizing strokes, Cat released her grip. She turned around and began to crawl slowly toward the center of the massive mattress. Her firm ass swayed erotically up and down with every movement, a deliberate, mesmerizing display of submission.
I've created a monster, Jon thought, his breath catching as he watched the Lady of Winterfell discard every ounce of her pride. His cock throbbed violently at the sight.
With one last look over her shoulder, Catelyn gave Jon a mocking, hungry smile.
She slid down onto her forearms, keeping her firm ass high in the air. Her pussy was already slick, dripping with thick juices from how deeply aroused the danger made her.
Reaching back with one hand, Catelyn slid her fingers down her belly to her cunt.
She parted her swollen, glistening labia with two fingers, spreading herself wide so Jon could see exactly how ready she was for him.
He had certainly taught her well.
"Do you like what you see, my wolf?" Catelyn asked, wiggling her bottom slightly to offer herself further.
"Absolutely," Jon confirmed in a dark, raspy voice.
He climbed onto the bed behind her, his knees sinking into the soft mattress.
He placed his firm hands on each of her pale cheeks, kneading the heavy, firm flesh. Without warning, he brought his right hand down in a vicious slap that echoed like a crack of thunder off the stone walls of the chamber.
Catelyn shrieked into the pillows, her spine arching violently as she felt the stinging heat bloom across her flesh.
"You've been a bad woman, Cat," Jon declared coldly, raising his hand and striking her left buttock just as hard. "Cheating on your honorable husband with his bastard son. Falling in love with the boy you were supposed to hate well you deserve punishment."
"Oh, yeah..." Catelyn moaned, her voice muffled by the sheets, completely breaking under the psychological degradation. "I have been a bad woman, my love. I am a sinful, unfaithful whore who loves your cock. I deserve to be punished by you, my bastard wolf... Ah! Ah...."
She moaned loudly, pushing her ass backward so that Jon's heavy, throbbing cock rubbed directly against her slick, dripping cunt.
Jon obliged as he delivered another, even harder slap to her right cheek, drawing a sharp scream of pleasure from her throat.
"Don't move, darling," Jon warned, his grip tightening on her hips. "I won't give you your pleasure if you don't behave."
He brought his hand down again and again. After five more heavy blows to each cheek, the pale skin of Cat's bottom was flushed a bright, irritated red, stinging with heat that only fueled the fire between her legs.
"Please, Jon," Catelyn begged, her voice raw and weeping. Her juices were dripping freely now, making a wet mess on the fine linen sheets. "Fuck me. Fuck me, my love. Fuck your bitch."
"You have been a good lady," Jon praised, his voice a low purr as he finally rubbed the slick, heavy head of his cock against her opening. "You deserve to be rewarded for taking your punishment."
Not wanting to make her suffer any longer, Jon grabbed her hips and drove his hips forward.
He slid inside her with one smooth, brutal thrust. Jon let out a guttural groan at the impossibly warm, wet sensation that swallowed his cock whole.
She was so incredibly wet that he slid all the way to the hilt, the tip of his cock pressing deep against the very bottom of her womb.
"Oh, by the Seven, that feels so good!" Catelyn screamed, her head thrown back. Jon could see the muscles in her back cording as she bit down hard on the pillow, her hands clutching the bedsheets in a white-knuckled grip at the sheer fullness of being penetrated so deeply.
The heavy, wet sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room.
Cat's high-pitched moans and Jon's low, animal grunts sounded as one.
He drove his pelvis against her reddened buttocks with punishing force. Jon's hands squeezed her hips like vices, his fingers digging into her pale skin, leaving dark red marks that would surely bruise by morning.
Jon could feel the tight, erratic spasms of Cat's internal walls gripping him, signaling that she was already right on the edge.
He altered his angle, moving back and forth in tight, grinding circles. Catelyn's moans escalated into breathless sobbing as Jon's cock ruthlessly battered the most sensitive spots inside her.
"Does my cock feel good, Cat?" Jon demanded, slamming into her. "Better than Ned's?"
With a loud, broken wail of absolute acceptance, she lost her mind.
Jon penetrated her harder, faster, until he struck her G-spot with a brutal upward thrust, shattering her control completely.
"Oh gods yes, you are better than my lord husband, way better!!!!" Catelyn cried out, her entire body convulsing.
Her walls clamped down around Jon's cock in a vice-like grip, her hot juices spurting around his shaft and soaking the sheets beneath them.
"Look what you've done, my Lady," Jon growled, his breathing ragged. He slid his thumb down the slick crack of her ass, pressing firmly against her asshole.
"You're a dirty, bitchy woman."
"I love it when you fuck me," she sobbed, completely surrendered. "I'm a whore... I am your whore."
That was all it took, hearing the Lady of North, the tully princess reduce herself to a begging mess made Jon's balls clench violently.
With thrusts that shook the heavy wooden bedframe, accompanied by filthy, breathless curses, Jon pushed her right back to the edge. When he slipped his thumb inside her ass, Catelyn's second orgasm ripped through her, a violent, screaming climax that milked his cock dry.
Unable to contain himself a second longer, Jon roared, pulling out of her slick, gripping pussy at the very last moment. He shot his load across her back, thick ropes of hot white seed splattering across her flushed skin and running down the curve of her spine.
Jon collapsed onto his knees behind her, his chest heaving.
The poor woman was trembling violently against the mattress, utterly broken and unable to utter a single word.
Jon's handprints throbbed angrily on her hips and reddened buttocks, branding her as his.
Jon looked down at the mess he had made of Lord Stark's wife. Even after ruining her, he looked down at his cock, still heavy, still throbbing, and completely unsatisfied. The night was young and he was hungry for more.
Authors Note:-
Well everyone Wanted Smut, well guess what's it's back, the business stuff will be put into explanation and brief ways, so I will do what I can. It's a crazy 2k words chapter.
Note: personal talk sorry wanted to talk somewhere about my problems.
I had exam for my masters.
It was rough, my mind that is, family problems, family debts which is huge, like something i could never even get in my life time. My parents got scammed year's back and well the debt got huge, we mortgaged the houses we had and all those monkey gone and now, I have to suffer.
The thing i hate most is that, that money has never been used for any of my purpose, my college's or anything at all. Now the debtors, father's family, mother's family from whom they borrowed comes to argue , starts badmouthing and threatening.
It's kinda been my situation for the past year.
Well sorry to make you guys sed.
I was just emotional 🥺. And my writing also slowed down as I was too sad thinking about my non existent future.
Anyway I will put a bonus chapter as a sorry in 3 hours , it's already scheduled.
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