Chapter - 28

As I stepped into the clinic, she pulled me into a passionate kiss without a moment's hesitation. Our bodies pressed together, and the intensity of the kiss seemed to stretch on forever. When we finally pulled away, our eyes locked onto each other, and the world seemed to stand still.

Without any words, we resumed our exploration of each other's bodies, quickly discarding our clothes until we were both naked. I traced kisses down her neck and collarbones, my hands wandering over her back as she moaned in my ear.

Laying her back on the bed, her legs wrapped around me, I took a moment to appreciate her stunning form. Dark hair spilled over the sheets, and her gray eyes were clouded with lust.

She had always been beautiful, but after the upgrades I had just given her, she was on a whole new level.

Her skin was flawlessly smooth, her curves looked like a work of art. Her nipples stood perky with excitement. The sight was so breathtaking that it made me wish I knew how to paint, just so I could capture this moment and immortalize it forever.

I eagerly pressed my body against hers, savoring the sensation of her skin against mine. As I took her breast in my hand, I could feel the softness of her flesh and the weight of it as my mouth closed around her other nipple.

"Ahhh mhhhhh."

Her moans were like music to my ears, and I relished the feeling of her fingers in my hair, urging me on. With a playful bite, I pushed my face deeper into her chest, my other hand rolling her other nipple between my fingers.

But I couldn't resist the temptation of exploring further down. My fingers traced a path down her stomach, circling tantalizingly close to her nether region before straying away, teasing her with the promise of more.

Her breaths were becoming more ragged, and her face was flushed with desire.

"El~"

Her eyes begged me to take her to the brink, and I was only too happy to oblige.

With a mischievous grin, I plunged my fingers into her soaking cunt, marveling at the way her inner muscles gripped and massaged them. As I continued to stimulate her, my mouth continued to leave marks on her breasts, fueling her arousal even further.

After a few minutes of relentless stimulation, her body convulsed in pleasure, her hips arching upward as she experienced an explosive orgasm. I gazed at her with amazement. Her hair was disheveled, and sweat glistened on her face. As she panted heavily, her breasts rose and fell with every breath.

I leaned in to her, and she wrapped her arm around me, and we shared another kiss. It was a gentle and tender kiss, in contrast to the previous one filled with lust and passion.

When our lips parted, a thin trail of saliva connected us. We didn't need words to communicate what we needed to say.

Suddenly, she flipped me over, straddling me. I was surprised by her sudden burst of strength, but I didn't resist. Not that I had any intention of resisting.

"You're certainly eager," I teased, as my hands caressed her hips and squeezed her ass.

"You have no idea," she replied, her voice filled with anticipation as she lifted her hips and took hold of my shaft.

Without hesitation, she positioned herself and plunged down, enveloping me completely.

The sound of her lustful scream definitely echoed through Winterfell, and her eyes rolled back in ecstasy as her walls tightened around me, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

She began to move her hips in a slow and sensual rhythm, and I matched her movements, each thrust bringing us closer to the brink. Pulling her in closer, I deepened our kiss, the intensity of our connection driving us both wild. Within moments, she was moaning uncontrollably into my mouth, and I felt her walls clench around me as she reached the peak of her pleasure.

As I finally reached my climax, I emptied myself inside her. It took me a few moments to catch my breath, and I noticed Freya doing the same on my chest. The feeling of her laying down on me, and the way her nipples moved on my skin with every deep breath, made any thoughts of rest disappear from my head.

Rolling over, I pinned her beneath me, my hands firmly gripping her perfect waist. "I hope you weren't planning on sleeping tonight," I said, teasingly.

"You're going to regret saying that," she replied challengingly, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me inside her.

I let myself go as I pounded into her, savoring the exquisite sounds she made with each thrust. I watched as her hands gripped the sheets tightly, threatening to tear them apart, and the way her body moved beneath me only enticed me to go faster.

It took a while before I finally reached my second release, while Freya had already experienced several intense orgasms. But we did not stop there. Our bodies were consumed with passion as our hands and mouths eagerly explored every inch of each other, igniting a flame of desire that only burned hotter with each passing moment. We gasped and moaned with pleasure, completely lost in the bliss of each other's touch.

The night was long and filled with ecstasy, until we finally succumbed to exhaustion and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

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The sun's first rays began to filter into the room, casting a soft glow over her peaceful form as she slept next to me. Watching her, I couldn't help but think to myself, 'So… that happened,' as I continued to gaze at her stunning features.

Without thinking, I reached out to brush a stray strand of hair away from her face, marveling at her face.

As I lay there in a moment of peace, my mind couldn't help but drift back to the disturbing events of the previous day.

Freya had been targeted by unknown assailants, and I knew that I needed to get to the bottom of it. I couldn't even imagine what I would have done if the same thing had happened a day before when I was not in Winterfell.

As I pondered the situation, it became clear to me that the culprits were likely the Maesters. The attack seemed too targeted to be the work of the septons, and I had a feeling that they were related to the break-in into the clinic a few days ago.

I was sure that was the conclusion I would reach after I interrogated the would-be kidnappers.

Although my anger and desire for revenge were intense, I knew that I shouldnt act hastily. This situation required careful planning and execution to ensure the best outcome. I had to strike back in a way that would send a message to the Maesters. They thought they were smart by targeting the clinic and Freya instead of me, but now they had pissed me off.

While I didn't have a complete plan yet, the beginnings of one were taking shape in my mind.

For the time being, I resolved to keep a close eye on them. I would take my time, stealing every tome of knowledge from the Citadel while taunting them. And once I had taken everything, I would tear down their ivory tower with them still screaming inside it as it crumbled around them.

Lost in thought, I was jolted back to reality as Freys embraced me, her warm body pressed against mine.

"I hope I was the only thing you were thinking about and not anything that involves you leaving this bed?" she whispered in my ear, her breath sending shivers down my spine.

"Well…"

Before I could answer, she silenced me with a kiss, her lips pressing firmly against mine. When she finally pulled away, she looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"So, how about now?" she asked in a seductive tone.

Without a word, I leaned in and pinned her back onto the bed, my body pressing firmly against hers as we resumed the passion of the previous night.

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After spending the entire night and most of the morning in bed, it was time to get up, as they both had important things that they needed to attend to.

She got out of bed and began to search for her scattered clothes on the floor, and as she did so, she realized something strange.

Despite the lack of sleep and the …strenuous activities they had engaged in, she wasn't tired at all.

It took her a few moments to connect the dots.

"You did more than just clear the morphine in my system, didn't you?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

He looked surprised and responded slowly, "Yes?"

"What did you do?" she pressed.

"I made you immune to all poisons," he said, hesitating slightly.

"And...?" Freys asked, curious.

"I may have also made you slightly stronger" he trailed off looking unsure of what her reaction may be.

She had always known he could do more than just healing. Everything he had taught her had led her to this conclusion, and she understood why he had kept it a secret in the first place. Not that she had any complaints whatsoever, but she had noticed something that she was going to use to tease him.

Freys raised her eyebrow and asked, "Is that why my breasts are bigger?"

His eyes reflexively darted down to her chest, and said, "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Sure you don't," she said with an amused smirk.

"How certain are you that we need to leave the bed?" he asked, his attention still lingering on breasts.

Despite the tempting thought, she knew she had to resist.

"Very certain. Right now, you need to sort out yesterday's mess, and I need to go explain to my parents why I didn't come home last night," Freya replied with a sigh.

He got up, came close to her, and gently kissed her while embracing her.

"Do you need any help with that?" he asked, expressing his concern.

"No, that would just make the whole situation awkward," she smiled at his offer. "Don't worry about me. Just finish everything you have to do, and I'll be here waiting for you tonight when you come back."

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A/N: Hey everyone… I know I fucked up, but real life caught up with me, and I didn't have anywhere else left to escape. So I had to buckle down and sort out my stuff before I could get back to writing. But because I was so out of sync, it took way longer than it should have. Is this what a writer's block is… I'm not really sure. You'll find out soon enough I guess.

Anyway, I won't bore you with any more excuses. I can't promise that I'll be posting a chapter every three days again, as I would have to have already written at least one chapter in advance for that. I can only promise that I will try my best to get back to the old schedule.