Chapter 33

Chapter 33: Wylla Manderley + Maege Mormont/Dacey Mormont/Alysane Mormont

Feelings of excitement and nervousness traveled across the form of the youngest Manderley daughter while she was seated within the King's bedchamber within the Broken Tower of Winterfell. Despite the warmth of the roaring fire burning in the hearth, goosebumps traveled along Wylla's spine in anticipation of the events that would take place here tonight.

When she had journeyed to Winterfell for her upcoming marriage with Robb Stark, Wylla had known that her life was going to change forever.

Little did she know, just how great of a change her life was about to undergo.

After being greeted by Lady Stark upon their arrival, both Wylla and her grandfather had been asked join Lady Catelyn in the Lord's solar as she wished to discuss an important matter with them and so the trio made their way there. Upon entering the solar, Wylla was pleased to be greeted by the sight of her elder sister, Wynafryd who apparently had been waiting for them in advance.

Once the initial pleasantries had been dispersed, Lady Catelyn explained the reasons behind this gathering. Wylla had been aware of her grandfather's arrangement with King Robert which involved

her elder sister but she was surprised to learn that now the King wished for Wylla to become part of the deal as well.

Wylla could not decide which was a greater surprise to her. The fact that both her grandfather and elder sister seemed excited and eager to accept this offer to make her the King's latest paramour. Or the fact that this deal was being proposed by her future good-mother and Lady of Winterfell herself on behalf of the King.

Did Lady Catelyn not care for the honor and reputation of her son's future wife or was she just as blindly loyal and devoted to the King as her own family?

Sensing her confusion and distress, both Wynafryd and Lady Stark sought to comfort her.

"I understand what you are going through right now, sister. Not too long ago, I was the one in your place. But believe me when I say that I would not advocate on the King's behalf if I did not think that it would bring misfortune or harm upon you," her elder sister said sincerely.

"Listen to your sister, Lady Wylla. Her words are true and I personally vouch for the King's intent," Lady Stark added gently while taking her hands into her own, in a reassuring gesture.

"If you consent then not only will you gain the favor and protection of the King but I will personally ensure that you will become the true power in Winterfell when I depart for the south with my husband," the Stark matriarch stated, in an attempt to sweeten the offer.

From the first time that she had seen the King at White Harbor when he had first journeyed to the North after many years, Wylla had felt a strange primal attraction towards him. And if she was being honest with herself, a part had been envious of Wynafryd after learning that she would have the opportunity to know the King quite intimately while living the good life in the capital.

Yet, now the fates had presented her with the same opportunity. Not only would she be able to live out her fantasies involving the mighty Demon of the Trident. But she could so while having the protection and blessing of both her family and future good-mother as well.

She would be a fool to refuse the chance. And Wylla Manderley was no fool.

So, after the finer details of the arrangement had been worked out, Lady Stark informed her about the secret passageways to the Broken Tower and the trusted servants who would ensure that her rendezvous with the King would stay discreet.

The wait was excruciating and so Wylla poured herself a goblet of wine from the decanter placed upon the table.

'Hmmm… Arbor Gold, the King most certainly had fine tastes', Wylla mused as she promptly drained and refilled her goblet. The wine was not only sweet in taste but helped to calm her nerves.

Suddenly a hand pressed upon her shoulder from behind and she nearly dropped the goblet from the shock of the surprise. She slowly turned around to come eye to eye with the one and only Robert Baratheon. The King stood a couple of inches behind her, a smile crossing his face.

"I really hope that you were going to share with me," the King said teasingly causing Wylla to flush in embarrassment.

"Apologies, my King, I should not have indulged in your wine without your permission," Wylla said while Robert took in the sight of the youngest mermaid of White Harbor.

Blonde hair that had been dyed to a shocking shade of green was undoubtedly the most eye-catching aspect about Wylla Manderley at first glance. But once one looked passed it, they could easily see that she was a beauty just like elder sister.

Wylla had a shapely face with light blonde eyebrows that confirmed her true coloring. She possessed a more lithesome figure in comparison to her sister along with being slightly taller. Though her breasts were still far larger than average. Her sea-green dress not matched her hair but also helped to accentuate her desirability as well.

"No need for apologies, Lady Wylla. You are my guest and welcome to all the comforts of my chamber," Robert replied with a smile, before asking her to pour him a cup as well.

Robert proceeded to take a seat Wylla while fixed him a cup of wine. He partook in the wine but only felt a small buzz. A side-effect of his powers was an increase in endurance and stamina, which made getting properly drunk quite a challenge for him. Not to say that his supernatural endurance did not have its own merits. Be it on the battlefield or in the bedroom. A fact that he would soon demonstrate to his guest for the night.

"I usually do not partake in spirits much but I find that it helps to soothe anxiousness," Wylla said with a shy smile.

She took a long drink and tilted her head back, trying to figure out how to broach the conversation ahead with the King.

"I understand your apprehensions, Lady Wylla. But be assured that all the promises made by Lady Stark on my behalf will be honored," Robert said. "But I would advise to not indulge too much. You will need a clear mind to fully experience the pleasures of the night."

Wylla knew that she shouldn't indulge this much in drink, but she couldn't help doing so.

"Apologies, once again," Wylla said as she set her goblet down and moved to stand up.

"It's fine," Robert said and grabbed Wylla lightly around the wrists, stopping her cold.

Wylla leaned closer towards him, her eyes locked onto Robert's brilliant blue orbs. She smiled and the two of them edged as close as possible for a kiss with each other. Their lips met with each other.

Robert's kiss both had a sobering effect on her along with a satisfying effect as well. His fingers lightly gripped the back of Wylla's head and worked his tongue deeper into her.

The two kissed each other, with Wylla draping one leg over Robert's and moving closer towards him. Robert slowly pulled away from her, leaving a strand of saliva leading from Wylla's lips to his own.

"That was better than what I had imagined," Wylla stated, as desire and lust flushed her features.

"We're just getting started, Lady Wylla," Robert said. "So, shall we proceed."

Wylla smiled and nodded as Robert held onto the back of Wylla's head and guided his mouth against hers, deepening the kiss.

Wylla held the underside of Robert's tunic and pulled it off. She lightly ran her hands down his toned back, smiling while leaning closer towards Robert. She kissed him on the side of the neck and lightly kissed down his body. His abdomen had been peppered by her kisses, and she reached down.

Wylla decided to indulge in a different kind of refreshment and squeezed Robert through his breeches before getting them off. A quick flash of her hands later and Wylla had Robert's cock before her.

"By the Gods, I see my sister was not exaggerating when she spoke of how blessed you were," Wylla said as the sight of Robert's massive member caused her mouth to water.

She leaned in to wrap her warm lips around the base of it and started to suck him, and boy did she suck him hard.

Robert rested his hand on the back of Wylla's head and slowly allowed her mouth to come down onto his engorged cock. He felt the pleasure of her warm, and sensual mouth wrap around his member, groaning every time that Wylla came down.

She seemed to get better at blowing him with each passing time. A quick study, just like her sister, Robert thought to himself.

Wylla pulled back all of the way and slowly lavished every inch of his hard cock. She swirled her tongue around the base of his cock and licked his hard head. After passing over him, Wylla worked her lips down on him and gave him a very sloppy, and very hot blowjob.

"You really know what you want," Robert groaned.

Wylla smiled for a second and then went down all the way on his cock. Her hand cupped Robert's balls and squeezed them as hard as possible. She could feel an immense load of cum growing in his balls. Wylla rose up from her position and pushed her warm lips around him again.

The intensity continued, with Robert holding the back of her head. Wylla slurped his manhood as hard and fast as possible. She wanted to taste every last inch of him, touching her nose down onto his pelvic bone. A light choking sound echoed across the walls of the chamber as Wylla bathed his cock in saliva. The beautiful mermaid kept grabbing onto his thighs and sucking Robert into her mouth.

"No, not yet," Robert said, when he felt himself nearing release. Wylla pulled away from Robert and smiled in understanding.

Wynafryd had informed about the King's preferences and his dedication to milk every ounce of pleasure from any encounter that he had. The youngest Manderley knew very few facts about the King aside from his incredible battle prowess and love for tourneys and women. But in this moment, she came to the conclusion that Robert Baratheon was nothing if not a thorough and passionate lover.

Robert got up from his seat and moved to sit up on the bed, dragging Wylla with him. He pulled Wylla's dress off and then gestured for the young mermaid to assume a new position.

A devious smile spread across Wylla's face as she crawled on top of Robert's lap. She wore nothing, other than a pair of bra and panties. Clearly, a gift from either Wynafryd or Catelyn to the next Lady of Winterfell. The lacy black bra contained her breasts very nicely as did the black thong that covered her thick, juicy ass. Robert squeezed it and started to kiss Wylla down the jawline.

"I'm going to eat your pussy," Robert said. "And then, I'm going to fuck your brains out."

Wylla ground herself down on Robert's intruding finger. One push inside Wylla's panties made the girl rock up and down. She was getting hornier by the second. Robert now had her pinned down on the bed and pressed his nude body on top of her partially clothed one.

Her flesh burned underneath Robert's who leaned in and started to plant a huge variety of kisses on the side of Wylla's neck. She closed her eyes, moaning lightly underneath Robert's touches. He kissed from her jaw, down to the collarbone, and then all the way down the stomach.

Every single inch of sweet, tantalizing flesh caused Robert to move down her body. He leaned close to do her belly button and kissed deeply and passionately. Robert started to rub her thighs and reached deep between them. His hands found her pussy and caused Wylla to breathe.

Those strong fingers stroked Wylla's gushing pussy as sexual magic flowed between them while Robert kept going down. His touch licked her belly button and made Wylla shiver underneath him. His free hand grabbed her ass cheek and squeezed causing the sensual mermaid to gasp underneath him.

"Please, eat my pussy," Wylla begged him.

Robert intended to do just that as he peppered Wylla's firm thighs with kisses. He kissed her slit and sucked on it. Then, Robert's tongue slipped deep inside Wylla's willing, wet, pussy.

"Damn!" Wylla yelled.

All of those spots which gave her pleasure had been touched at once. Robert squeezed Wylla's ass and came down between her thighs, eating her out. Wylla gushed underneath Robert when he brought her to an orgasm by swirling his tongue around.

Robert tasted the delicious juices trickling down Wylla's legs. All he wanted to do was feast upon the juices trickling down her legs all day long, until pounding her senseless. Wylla wrapped her legs around Robert's neck and encouraged him to bury his face deep into her.

Lust filled Wylla's being completely as the handsome face of Robert Baratheon was buried between her thighs and eating her pussy.

Wylla moaned heavily as the King's roaming hands brought increased pleasure through her body. He squeezed Wylla's ass and pumped his tongue inside.

"It feels so good!" Wylla moaned.

Robert thought that she tasted really good as well. The warm lust oozing from Wylla caused Robert to increase how deep his tongue went into her.

He was going to make Wylla feel better than great. Her wedding night with Robb Stark would be a great disappointment to her, if Robert was going to have his way.

Wylla rocked her hips up and came constantly while Robert drank up the sweet juices coming from her. Her juicy canter tasted of the

sweetest lemon. Robert pushed his tongue deep inside and drank all of the juices.

"FUCK!" Wylla yelled. "I'm cumming again."

A loop of orgasms strung Wylla every time, as Robert brought her to the edge with his tongue. Wylla thought about how much greater it would be with his cock inside of her.

Robert continued to taste Wylla for a couple of minutes and then, slowly pulled away from her. He left Wylla collapsing back on the bed, a very light grin passing over the face of the young girl.

"You know where this cock belongs, don't you?" Robert asked.

Wylla shook her head. "Put it in my pussy, and fuck my brains out. You promised, and I know that a King always keeps his word."

Robert ground the long hard cock over Wylla's body. She lifted her hips off of the bed to try and meet Robert. Robert grabbed her hips and slid his manhood down. Wylla's warm lips parted and they were this close to taking Robert's cock into her body.

Off went her bra, and Robert leaned in to squeeze Wylla's chest. Wylla closed her eyes and felt the rush flow through her body the second Robert touched her. His hard cock touched Wylla's slit and then hoisted up. Robert buried himself into Wylla and caused their thighs to smack together from the force of his intrusion.

"SEVEN SAVE ME!" Wylla screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt her maidenhead being torn apart by the King's massive member.

"It's all right, Wylla. Stay still. The pain will pass in a moment and you will soon feel a pleasure that you could never fathom," Robert said soothingly as he wiped the trickle of tears that spilled from the corner of her eyes while a thin trail of blood flowed her pussy, coating his member ever so slightly.

The King's words were proven true and pleasure burned through Wylla's body the second that Robert's cock entered her tight core. Only half of it entered her inside before Robert rose up off of the bed and pushed more of his cock inside of her. Every little rise and drop put a little bit more of his long thick cock inside of her, before establishing a good rhythm.

Robert smiled and lightly rolled his finger down the side of Wylla's leg while she tightened her grip around Robert. Each thrust brought almost three-quarters of the King's immense length inside of her.

Their thighs slapped together with Robert rising almost all the way up and pushing himself into her.

The orgasm built up in Wylla as she grabbed onto Robert and moaned. So much pleasure robbed her mind of all coherent thoughts. Robert rose up and drilled his hard cock inside of her tightening body. Wylla squeezed Robert's hips together and pushed him inside of her.

"Robert!" Wylla mewled in his ear. "Oh, this feels so good."

Robert positioned his hands underneath Wylla and cupped her ass when rising up off of the bed. His cock slammed deep inside of her body and then pulled all the way out. Wylla squeezed him when Robert pushed inside of her.

"Oh, Robert, oh yes!" Wylla moaned at the top of her lungs. "Deeper!"

Wylla pushed her nails into Robert's lower back. He rose up and crashed down into her body. His balls slapped down onto Wylla's wet thighs. Wylla grabbed onto Robert's back and pushed more of his lengthy cock inside of her. She rose up again and again, and Robert pushed inside of her again and again.

"Go ahead, cum for me again."

Robert said while nibbling on her ear caused Wylla to become unhinged. His fingers clutched her back and squeezed her ass. Wylla responded by squeezing Robert's waist with her legs. The two connected with each other. Robert rode out Wylla's orgasm and pushed himself inside of her.

The slick centre grew even moister, even more sensual. Robert worked his hard cock as far into Wylla's body as possible. He pushed deeper inside of Wylla's body and she moaned in response.

"YES!" Wylla screamed.

Robert enjoyed the energy coming off of Wylla when an orgasm worked over her. He worshiped every inch of Wylla's nubile body with kisses. Her legs clamped around him and pussy milked Robert's intrusion.

Two big balls kept slapping against Wylla's thighs. She rose up off of the bed and pushed more of Robert's cock inside of her. Wylla locked her nails onto the back of Robert's head. Their bodies melded together, with the next orgasm. Robert pushed himself into her. Both Wylla and Robert ran their hands over each other's bodies and kissed, kissed hard, and kissed deeply. Robert grabbed the back of her head and worked his tongue into her mouth.

Robert released his lover's mouth and Wylla breathed heavily, moaning. Robert slammed inside of her pussy.

"I wonder how many times I can make you cum before you reach your limit," Robert said.

"I'm not going to pass out before I have your cum inside me," Wylla said with determination.

Wylla's legs wrapped tight as possible around Robert. He pushed his cock deep inside of her and pulled almost all the way out of her.

Robert rose up out of her and pushed deep inside of her. Every time

her pussy wrapped around him; Robert could feel even more pleasure.

"Keep going!" Wylla encouraged him.

"Oh, I'm in no danger of slowing down," Robert told. "If you think you can take it, I'm going to give it to you!"

"You better believe that I can!" Wylla yelled. "Harder, harder, really make me feel it!"

They just got warmed up as Robert spread Wylla's legs out. He positioned his hard cock between her thighs and rammed deep in between them. Wylla hoisted her hips up off of the bed and met Robert when he shoved inside of her. Robert pulled back from her and drilled his hard cock inside of her.

Wylla wanted this hard fucking from Robert. Her legs were now elevated in the air, her ass lifted off of the bed, resting on Robert's hand. Robert squeezed her ass cheek and slammed into her body hard. One finger slipped into her ass, with Robert pumping deep inside of her tight pussy.

"Oh, you know how I like that!" Wylla moaned.

Robert held back and enjoyed the slick feeling of Wylla's velvety walls spreading around his tight member wrapping around him and closing him made it feel really good. Robert grabbed onto Wylla's hips and plunged inside of her body.

A few drips of sweat rolled off of Wylla's face after she had been driven through many orgasms. Robert buried himself deep inside of her tight body. Her heart beat even faster. Wylla's eyes closed when Robert pushed his cock deep inside of her. Pure bliss entered Wylla's body.

"Stay with me," Robert said. "Trust me, you're going to want to be with me for this one."

Wylla wondered what exactly the King intended to do. Though she did not get to ponder on the thought for long as Robert lifted her off of the bed and then dropped her, before slamming his cock into her. The feeling of his hard cock slamming into her body made Wylla feel so much better. Her hips tightened around Robert and sucked it into her wet pussy. Robert grabbed her hips and brought himself into her.

So many orgasms by this beautiful mermaid and Robert's balls were filling up to their capacity. He knew they were getting close to the edge, but he could not resist just slamming his cock inside of Wylla for a little bit longer.

Her pussy stretched around Robert's cock. Wylla could feel every inch of him inside of her. Now, his body pressed down onto her and Wylla could feel the intensity increasing. Her walls tightened around Robert's intruding member while her fingers grabbed the back of his head.

"Do it, cum inside me!"

Robert pushed his throbbing cock inside of Wylla's wet snatch. She squeezed down onto Robert and released him. Robert picked up his pace, getting closer to the edge.

"Don't worry, I just want to feel your sweet pussy squeeze my cock one more time," Robert said. "Unless you don't have it in you yet."

"Oh, I'll show you!" Wylla breathed.

Wylla wrapped her tight vice around Robert's cock and squeezed. She had a surprising amount of control over her pussy muscles despite being a virgin till tonight. Robert picked up the pace and slammed inside of her body. Those balls slapped against Wylla's thighs and left marks the harder that he jabbed her with his cock.

"Robert," Wylla breathed. "Please, I need it…. I'll die without it." "You want it?" Robert asked.

Robert held onto Wylla's legs and pushed his hard cock inside of her body. He was like a blur when pushing his cock inside of her tightening pussy. Those balls slapped against Wylla's thighs as she dug her nails into Robert's back and encouraged him to cum inside of her.

Wylla's passion overflowed and she saw stars from the latest climax. Robert followed a few seconds later, driving his cock inside of her and filling her up with his seed. Rapid fire shoves inside of Wylla's body allowed Robert to launch his large, sticky, load inside of her body. Wylla held onto Robert and squeezed his hard cock.

The two came down from the orgasm. Wylla tried to sit up, only to collapse down on the bed from lack of strength. Her pussy overflowed with cum, and Robert pulled away from her.

Robert dropped back on the bed and pulled Wylla into his chest. Wylla rested her head on his chest, as Robert lightly stroked her hair.

"Words cannot describe what I just felt," Wylla said, fatigue tainting her voice. "I just hope that my future husband thinks that tales of a maiden's blood on the wedding night are nothing more than rumors."

"Most women lose their maidenhead only once but you will go through it twice," Robert stated as he placed his hand upon Wylla's sore pussy and focused his magic.

Wylla felt a strange sensation pass through her nether regions as the pain and soreness vanished in an instant. The King later explained that he used his powers to restore her maidenhead. So as far as Robb Stark was concerned, he would be Wylla's first.

"You truly are a God, my King," Wylla said with a look of awe upon a face. "I shall be proud to serve you in any way that you see fit."

"I know that you will," Robert replied and Wylla drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.

The following morning, a crowd had formed along the edges of Winterfell's sparring yard to watch Robert spar against the heir of Winterfell and other young Northern sons.

'It seems that father's stories about the King's battle prowess were not exaggerated at all,' Robb Stark thought to himself as the King effortlessly parried another one of his blows while managing to keep the opponents on their toes.

'If it anything, the tales did not do him enough justice at all,' was Robb's afterthought as Robert disarmed Cley Cerwyn before landing a blow that knocked the heir to House Cerwyn out of bounds.

With Cley's elimination, only Smalljon Umber and Robb himself remained within the yard as the King's challenger.

"He truly is a demon of battle, Lord Robb," the Smalljon said to Robb as they took up positions to launch a combined attack upon the King of Westeros.

Robb could argue against the words of his friend as he saw the King effortlessly twirl his blunted longsword without showing any hint of fatigue. Despite possessing the advantage of youth, both Robb and Smalljon were panting for breath while sweat trailed down their faces.

"Last chance, lads. Concede defeat and I'll let you bow out gracefully," the King said to them.

Admitting that the King had them outmatched in terms of both strength and skill would have been a wise choice. But as proud Northmen and heirs to two ancient houses, Robb and his friend were loathed to accept defeat.

And so, both young men summoned every ounce of strength that they had left and made a charge towards the King. Hoping that their combined efforts would be sufficient to overwhelm their more experienced opponent.

They soon learned how futile their final salvo was as King Robert not only managed to dodge their blows with ease. But somehow was also able to redirect their attacks towards each other as well, before finishing the duo off himself.

As cheers and praises rang out to applaud the King's victory, Robb picked himself up from the dirt, still trying to process how the King had manged to best them despite their advantage in numbers and years.

"You did very well, Lord Robb," a voice said to him as he was returning his sparring sword to the rack.

Robb turned around and was greeted by the visage of King Robert who held out a water-skin to him.

"Thank you, your grace," Robb replied, conveying his gratitude for both the drink and his kind words. "Though I fear that I have a lot left to learn."

"Learning does not end till we take our last breaths, young Stark," the King said as he patted Robb's shoulder. "And do not be disheartened by defeat. You did very well for someone of your age and limited battle experience."

The King's words helped to relieve some of the sting of his defeat. Also, Robb soon realized that there was no shame in losing to the King. King Robert was not only a veteran of many great battles and wars but also if there was even a hint of truth to the recent tales and rumors about him, then he also carried the favour and power of the Gods themselves.

Robb's heart soared even further when the King offered to give him a few pointers while he was at Winterfell. An offer which the young heir accepted with great enthusiasm.

"Good! Your brother Bran is squiring for Ser Barristan himself and will no doubt become a renowned warrior in time. We can't have the heir to the North fall behind now, can we," the King said with a gruff laugh and swatted Robb's back in a playful gesture.

"Now, if you would excuse me, I have some correspondence to go through. Even a King has to work some of the time," his father's dearest friend said as he bid Robb goodbye and headed back to his chambers.

As Robert made his way back to the Broken Tower, he was approached by Lady Maege Mormont who wished to speak with him about an urgent matter. Owing to his supernatural senses, Robert had a good idea of what this pressing business could be. But in the end, he decided to let the Lady of Bear Isle lead this dance for the moment.

Robert allowed Maege to lead the way back to his chambers while keeping his eyes on her at all times. The two of them made their way up the spiraling staircase towards their destination. Instead of taking the turn on the left to reach his temporary solar, Maege continued upwards moving towards his bedchamber.

"Lady Mormont, I think you missed…." Robert began to point out to the lady, only to be interrupted by her mid-sentence.

"I know exactly where I am heading, your grace. Lady Stark was kind enough to provide me with all the relevant details of your lodgings in Winterfell," Maege informed him, corking an eyebrow. "Although, I have arranged for both Dacey and Alysane to stop by as well."

"Very well," Robert said with a knowing smiled, letting the Lady of Bear Isle knew that he understood her intent.

Maege's grin got even wider as she led Robert into the bedchamber where they would not be disturbed.

The chamber had already been setup for a passionate encounter, causing Robert to smile. It seems that the Lady of Winterfell was pulling out all the stops to prove her worth as a mistress to him.

"I had initially assumed that this was a matter of business, Lady Maege," Robert told her with a smile crossing his face.

"It is, in a way, but it's also a pleasure meeting," Maege commented to Robert before she spoke. "I do wish to speak about the progress of our business venture but there are a few relevant details that are yet to be verified. Perhaps, I could journey to the capital at a later date, if that is agreeable to you?"

"Yes, that will be fine," Robert replied to her and Maege smiled, her smile getting wider.

"Nice and now it's time to see what my daughters have been talking about," Maege offered as she shrugged off the bear skin cloak from her shoulders and slowly undid her dress, with a smile staying plastered across her face.

Robert watched as her dress dropped to the ground, revealing that was she was dressed in nothing but a black negligee that was about ready to burst out of. He saw the tops of her lovely breasts, down to her smooth and toned stomach, and the apex of her legs, which were quite shapely. Maege turned around and he saw the hints of a black thong that clung to her body.

"Now, I believe that you know what you need to do," Maege breathed as she stepped back and Robert smiled towards her.

"Most certainly, I do," Robert offered as he groped her from behind and then wrapped his arms around her, before he kissed her.

Maege's mind nearly shut down as his tongue worked its way into her mouth and began to push her lips apart, to work down her throat. She returned it as she started to remove his tunic and cause his hair to get thrown into disarray. Her hand snaked down the front of his breeches as she squeezed him nice and hard to get him in the mood.

Maege smiled as she pulled down Robert's breeches so she could inspect the King's spear. Given what she had managed to coax out of her daughters, she had high expectations and as she studied his member intently, she could say only one thing.

This hunk of manhood exceeded all her expectations and she reached forward, before running her hand down him.

"It's nice to look at but it will be even nicer in your mouth," Robert said to her with a grin as he realized how good the mother She-Bear looked on her knees in front of him.

"Of course," Maege replied as her wet hot mouth engulfed his throbbing cock.

Robert inhaled and exhaled as her talented mouth worked over his cock with an ability that clearly surpassed her own daughters. His cock throbbed in her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down on it. Maege pushed herself up and down on her throat, working over him.

"Damn, fuck, oh yes, yes," Robert breathed as Maege kept going down on him.

Maege closed her eyes as she really worked her mouth around him, yes it was a good decision to come him. She took his cock down her throat and squeezed his member tightly. Soon she would have it much more, while she felt the rush of cool air hit her breasts. Soon, her moans got louder as vibrations were sent up his cock for that was when Robert grabbed her tits and gave them a hearty squeeze.

"Nice tits," Robert remarked before as he ran his hands down her globes and he continued to trace patterns down her body.

Maege closed her eyes as the King worshipped her tits, squeezing them and she felt the juices pool down from her thighs. She could not handle it any more, she needed this in her, besides it was as hard as it was going to get.

Getting up, Maege immediately proceeded to remove her skimpy lingerie off quickly. They pooled to the floor immediately and she threw herself at Robert, pushing him back on the bed.

Robert was surprised, not to mention quite pleased as Maege attacked his mouth with a passionate kiss. He knew what he needed to do, he had to return the favor. Maege was really working her tongue down his throat and trying to clean his tonsils with her attack. She obviously had not been properly fucked for a very long as he felt her dripping wet pussy rub up and down his cock to get the necessary friction. Robert grabbed his hand and squeezed her tit which caused her to moan in his mouth.

"Time for you to get inside me, Robert," Maege purred as she licked her lips.

There was a smile as Robert grabbed Maege by her hips and hoisted her up effortlessly. She was surprised by his sudden burst of strength but at the same time also quite pleased.

The next sensation that she felt was his cock entering her tight pussy and Maege closed her eyes as she felt his meat working into her.

She closed her eyes and started to feel the rush of it. His cock pumped up to meet her.

She was not about to let him do all of the work so she began to ride up and down on his large fleshy spear, causing her walls to tighten around him. The Lady of Bear Isle was having the time of her life while her breasts bounced with pleasure. Her creamy globes were a delight and Robert watched them jiggle before his eyes.

Robert did more than watch after a few seconds, he reached up and groped her tits.

"By the Gods!" Maege screamed as he groped her and buried his face in between her large tits and began to feast on the supple and sweaty mountains on her chest.

Maege screwed her eyes shut, oh this felt so good, so amazing, she felt his throbbing cock penetrate her. The dark-haired MILF really worked her hips down onto him, gyrating her sexy body down onto his member as it slammed up into her. She felt the penetration go deeper into her pussy while she continued to ride him, continued to bounce, her breasts swaying and bouncing all of the way.

"You like that don't you," Robert breathed to her.

"Yes, fuck my She-Bear pussy raw," Maege stated as she ground herself down onto him.

Her daughters had clearly not been giving the King more than enough credit. All of Robert's length was now buried inside her dripping wet pussy and it brought Maege to one mind cracking orgasm after another.

"Yes, Just like your daughters you're mine now too, aren't you?" Robert stated as he grabbed her tits.

"Yes, yes," Maege breathed as his hands worked such magic on her breasts while she kept hammering him with her pussy, closing her

eyes, moaning and grinding down onto him as she kept riding him for all that he was worth.

"I'm a lot better than any of your past lovers can ever hope to be," Robert stated as he rolled her over, so that their positions were now reversed.

"YES, YES!" Maege screamed as Robert pumped himself into her, causing her to be driven to an amazing orgasm. Her eyes screwed shut and she bit down on her lip as she felt the waves of pleasure pass through her body.

Robert smiled as he hammered into her pussy hard behind her and Maege shrieked from the pleasure, barely aware that there was anything else in the world other than Robert's huge cock. The bedchamber door opened behind them as Robert kept slamming her pussy with his cock.

Alysane Mormont stopped in the doorway and stared at the sight of her lady mother being hammered on the bed by King Robert Baratheon, while she was screaming. The fact that the King was fucking anyone, especially an attractive female was not surprising in itself. Maege was getting more pleasure with this one encounter than she had received during all her years.

Dacey turned up next and saw her mother on the bed, getting drilled hard from above as Robert's meat spear impaled her moist pussy.

Maege's screams became even more prolific along with her babbling that got even more incoherent.

Maege was driven to intensity and the fact that she was somewhat aware that she had an audience in the form of her own daughters, well that made her even so much wetter. Her pussy was extremely damp and the King's cock continued to plunge through her, making lovely sounds as their organs met together. Her eyelids were open in pleasure.

"Dacey, Alysane, how lovely for you to drop… ah in," Robert grunted as he slammed himself into Maege as she squealed beneath him.

The mother She-Bear's eyes were nearly glassed over from the pleasure overload to her senses.

"Your grace…. I hope that we're not interrupting anything," Dacey commented awkwardly as her hands traveled down to her breeches and started to rub her clit subconsciously.

"No… not… at… all," Robert grunted as he penetrated his cock into Maege's pussy, causing her to lose herself further with more intense screams. "The more Mormonts the merrier…. but don't you think that you're both overdressed for the occasion."

Dacey smiled as she unbuttoned the surcoat and tunic that she was wearing. She slowly slid it off her shoulders to reveal the purple bra that she had on, along with a sexy upper body before sliding her tight breeches off, to reveal the matching purple satin panties that she had on.

Alysane copied her elder sister's movements, revealing a green set of the same undergarments. They watched with unbridled lust as Robert hammered their mother for everything that she was worth.

"You seem like you need a break, mother," Alysane breathed in Maege's ear, as she stripped her bra and panties off to reveal her youthful and athletic body. Nice large tits, a flat stomach, and wide hips with tapered legs were the order of the day.

"Just….one… more round," Maege breathed, she wanted to have the King's seed inside her but he was far more than she had bargained for. His powerful thrusts caused her to become undone before she passed out from her latest orgasm.

Robert pulled out of Maege and Dacey took her place, sliding onto him.

"Missed this so much," Dacey offered.

"It's only been a few weeks," Robert told her as he squeezed her breasts while she began to bounce up and down onto him, squeezing her pussy around him.

"Point, still, stands," Dacey replied as she felt his cock push into her pussy, causing her to lose her mind.

Alysane patiently waited for her turn before noticing that another Robert was standing right behind her. Melisandre had spoken of this new trick that the King had been experimenting with, Alysane recalled as she studied the King's double.

Robert's copy spun her around and pressed her against the wall, before he pressed his lips against the back of her neck, rubbing against her entrance.

"I don't want you to have to wait, my dear," Robert's double stated as he pulled her panties down and revealed her smooth and shaven cunt for him.

"I'm ready for you, my King, always," the second born She-Bear stated as she looked over her shoulder with a saucy smile.

Robert was pleased by that answer more than anything and so he plunged himself into her tight folds and kept pumping into her. The brunette's eyes fogged over with an amazing amount of lust as Robert slammed into her from behind, working into her from behind with thrust after thrust. Alysane was really close to coming undone and Robert wanted to make sure that he drove her as close to the edge as he could manage.

"Damn it, damn it, oh fuck, damn it," Alysane breathed in and out as Robert grabbed her breasts and he pumped into her.

"Such a mouth for a lady," Robert commented as he pressed her face against the wall, and slammed into her from behind, working into her.

Maege was feeling left out and she was determined to have her taste of the King. She locked eyes with Dacey and Dacey got the hint, she tipped Robert back onto the bed. This allowed Maege to drape her dripping pussy over Robert's face.

Robert grabbed it and shoved his tongue into her pussy. The mother She-Bear was going to get more than he bargained for as he tasted the lemony cunt that belonged to Maege Mormont. It tasted so sweet that he could indulge himself in it for days and days, more time than he could ever experience. His tongue kept trailing its way around it and kept licking her for everything that she had.

"Yes, Robert, oh fuck, eat that pussy," Maege breathed as his tongue continued to taunt her as the mature woman was grinding herself down on his face.

Robert was claiming her pussy for his own while he also was pumping his cock into her eldest daughter's tight pussy. The heir to Bear Isle enjoyed squeezing him and it was always so warm and snug inside her that Robert could not even begin to describe the amazing sensations. She rode up and down on him, going at him at great speed that Robert lost himself to her sensations, working around and alternating between grabbing her and Maege's breasts.

Dacey kept herself riding on him although with the King's divine stamina it would only be a matter of time before she needed to take a time out. She saw Robert's double pummel her sister against the wall, and that got her hot, that encouraged her to keep riding this throbbing member for everything that he was worth. The dark-haired warrior maiden kept working herself around him and kept riding him.

"Need a break, Alysane," Maege breathed while Robert's tongue did the most amazing things to her pussy.

And that was before he started to utilize his forked-tongue trick inside her. Maege's eyes closed shut as he worked inside her, it was amazing how much of that he worked into her.

"Oh, Gods above, oh, yes, oh yes," Maege panted as she nearly blacked out but fell onto Dacey's breasts which caused the woman to stop riding on Robert.

Maege rested her head on daughter's tits for a while.

Alysane was being driven to a new level of erotic passion as Robert's copy roamed his hands all over her body. His hands continued to trail down her, working over her breasts, her flat stomach, and then trailing down to her legs. All the while his cock pumped into her juicy pussy, causing sweat to fly and her passions to intensify.

"YES!"

"YES!"

Maege and Dacey both climaxed at once and then they switched positions. Dacey rode Robert's enchanted tongue while Maege rode Robert's throbbing cock.

"Robert, you're going to cum for me, oh I'd like to so much, oh this She-Bear hasn't been filled up with cum for a long time," Maege breathed, as she kept riding him for all that he was worth, her cunt wrapped tightly around him as he kept working around him.

Robert was about driven to the edge but he wanted to indulge himself in this group of sexy She-Bears a little more. Despite being blocked in sight, his hands still managed to find Maege's creamy globes and he manipulated them for all that they were worth. His eyes flushed over as he continued to hammer her with everything that he had.

"Damn it, oh fuck, oh damn!" Dacey squealed as his forked-tongue gave her a great workout.

Robert kept hammering Maege's pussy as she rode him and her walls tightened around him. The Lady of Bear Isle kept driving

herself up and down around him as the orgy in the King's bedchamber continued to heighten.

Robert's balls finally tightened and he sent his hot load into Maege's waiting pussy. She clenched him and milk the thrusts as Dacey released her juices on his face.

Alysane lost herself and nearly blacked out as the Robert that drilled her against the wall came inside her as well.

All parties were satisfied after what seemed like hours of hot and passionate sex.

A short while later, Robert's copy returned to him and walked forward before slapping his palm to Robert in a high five motion. The sorcerer King absorbed his copy back into him.

"God or Demon, I don't care, my liege," Maege said as she lazed about on the King's bed while her daughters cleaned themselves up. "The She-Bears will forever be ready to serve at your pleasure."

"I'm glad to hear that, Lady Mormont," Robert said with a naught smile upon his face. "As it happens, I'm curious to know if all your family members feel the same way."

Feelings of surprise and intrigue flashed across Maege's face and mind as Robert voiced what he required from her.

"House Mormont will always answer the call of its liege, your grace," Maege answered, confirming that she would see that Robert's wishes were fulfilled.