To that, Wylis gave a genuine, deeper thought. He was stronger now than during Robert's Rebellion. Each time he slept with Lyanna, Rhaella, and Ashara, he gained strength, although by a fraction, when combined, it meant a lot in human terms. His Earthbending was also growing. His personal fighting skills had also improved.
"I would say the chance is fifty-fifty. I can win if the dragon can't fly. If the dragon can fly, then I'll die because it can rain fire on me while I can do nothing."
"Whoa! If Dad can fly, then?"
"In that case, the dragon is dying for sure," he replied, entertaining her curiosity.
"Hehe, I think I can too. But only with my little Balerion. I would never hurt him; he is very cute and fluffy. I hope he's okay."
That was a first for Wylis hearing that. He looked at the girl on his chest. "Who's Balerion?"
"My cat in the Red Keep. He was my great dragon."
Seeing the longing in his daughter's eyes, Wylis felt a few heartstrings tug. Right away, he made up his mind to find that cat in the Red Keep next time and bring it over. The happiness of his women and children was important.
"When I get to Red Keep next time, I'll look for him. But no promise, he may have already run away," Wylis said, and in return received a very heart-warming hug to his face, and a dozen kisses on his forehead.
Bam!
Right then, Aegon came from behind the armrest where his head was and smacked the handle of his bicycle on Wylis' skull.
"Sorry, Papa."
Fuck, I should get angry with them a little.
"Careful, Egg."
That was the nickname Rhaenys had given since Aegon was always bald. Wylis knew the historical context but went along with it since the boy liked that name, and also, he fucking loved eggs. Wylis was certain to grow the kid into a fine, muscular man in years.
Creak!
The door to the solar was pushed open right then, and Lyanna strolled in, dressed in her usual light-blue robes, tight pants, and boots, her hair mostly loose with a few slim braids around her temples. She looked stunning.
Clap! Clap!
"Time for bed, kids." Lyanna swooped in and started gathering kids like they were little dolls. She picked those asleep carefully and handed them to the maids waiting outside. Then she pulled Rhaenys off of Wylis' chest. The little girl refused, wanting to sleep with him.
But once Elia arrived and gave Rhaenys the eye, the girl straightened up. Even Aegon jumped off his bicycle and walked like a stiff soldier. Clearly, Elia was giving a little extra love to her children and keeping them disciplined.
Daenerys was too young and wasn't taken away. Instead, Lyanna placed the little girl in the crib and then, like a spoiled child herself, plopped down on Wylis like he was the world's most comfortable bedding.
She sprawled flat on top of him, her slender frame doing nothing to press the giant underneath. Instead, Wylis' big arms wrapped around her hips as he welcomed Lyanna's warm lips.
Wylis was familiar with this warm, light feeling, yet he always craved it with the same deep hunger he had the very first time. As his broad hands explored the curve of her ass, he sank deeper into the softness of her mouth. Her lips were soft, fitting against his with a familiar eagerness.
It was mostly Lyanna's hungry lips that took the lead, pulling the air from his lungs in sharp, desperate breaths before her small tongue darted out to meet his. Both her hands held his face like an obsessed lover. Her thumbs brushed the rough stubble along his jaw while her fingers tangled in the hair at his nape. She kissed him like she was starving.
"Mmmh…"
Lyanna sighed the soft sound into his mouth, her breath warm and ragged against his tongue.
Wylis felt her teeth grazing his lower lip, her tongue curling and stroking. Meanwhile, his hands moved. He pulled the loose edge of her robes aside and slid both palms under the tight waistband of her trousers. Warm, bare skin greeted him instantly.
He cupped the full curves of her ass, squeezing hard enough to lift her hips slightly against him. Then he dragged one thick finger down the sweltering cleft until he dipped just past the tight ring of muscle and felt the hot, slick heat radiating from her core.
"Why can't I ever get enough of you?" Lyanna breathed, lifting her face so her lips nearly brushed his, eyes heavy and dark with want.
Wylis chuckled and teased her slit. "That feeling is mutual, my she-wolf."
Lyanna rolled her eyes at that name. "Don't you start with that again. I hated that name."
"Why?"
"Well…" Lyanna gave a wicked little smirk and pushed her arm down between them. Still grinning, she slipped her fingers under Wylis's waistband and wrapped them tight around his cock, thick and threateningly heavy as ever. "I'm just a greedy little girl who needs to mount her favorite beast and fuck him senseless."
Wylis felt his cock throb in her grip and at her words. His hand intently slid further down her asscheeks and finally teased her steaming hot pussy, rubbing it, making her hips dance as she giggled lovingly.
Oh, how much he loved these little moments with Lyanna. Feeling her breath feather across his face as she pressed her forehead to his. He fucking loved it. Her slender fingers teasing him inside his pants with slow pumps. He fucking loved it all. The way her body rocked subtly against his hand was a filthy rhythm that made his blood roar.
Wanting more of her sweet, swollen lips, he slid his free arm around the back of her head. His thick fingers threaded through the cascade of her brown hair. He pulled her face down with gentle but steady force.
This time, he claimed her. His tongue rolled in deep, coiling around hers with hunger, sucking the breath straight from her lungs until she whimpered into his mouth. He drank every soft, desperate sound she made, swallowing her moans while his finger curled inside her, stroking that sensitive ridge that always made her thighs tremble.
"Careful… Might end up doing you right here and now." Wylis warned her.
"Gods, ram that thick cock in me and stretch me, my brute husband. Make it rough. But we don't have long. And the door's not locked."
Wylis raised his head and eyed the door. It was indeed not locked. Yet, he wanted to feel Lyanna's snug love, and he was throbbing hard. He knew he wouldn't last long, and he had work outside.
"Quick one?" he asked.
Lyanna giggled and pecked his lips. "Have I ever refused?"
Wylis exhaled with want and pulled his hands out. Removing her trousers was risky. Too bad if Lyanna only wore a gown like other ladies, it wouldn't be hard. Still, he had ways. He reached behind her with both hands and tugged her trousers apart from the lining of her ass.
Trrrr!
He ripped her trousers apart between her legs. He felt Lyanna flinch on him, but said nothing. That whole time, she was stroking his cock.
She was so light that Wylis easily raised his own hips and pushed his trousers down, just till his thighs, enough to unleash his throbbing cock. The heavy length sprang free, already flushed and glistening at the tip from her clever fingers. The cool air of the solar kissed the overheated skin for only a heartbeat before her warmth swallowed it again.
Instantly, Lyanna snuggled it between her warm thighs, rubbing it against the torn opening in her trousers. Luckily, she wasn't wearing any smallcloth inside. The woman clearly came here with a plan. The slick heat of her folds kissed his shaft as she rocked forward and back in tiny, teasing slides, coating him in her juices until every thick vein pulsed against the soft inner skin of her thighs.
"Heh, Gods, what do you feed that thing? It feels bigger every damn time I feel it. Or maybe you fuck me so stupid and senseless that my poor brain just forgets how massive you really are."
Wylis felt her thighs squeezing hard. She was really trying to test him, and he wasn't one to wait. With ease, he grabbed her waist and lifted her hips, using her thighs like a movable fist. The torn fabric framed her drooling pussy perfectly now, pink lips parted and shimmering, flushed from need.
"Then get ready to forget it all once again."
"Oh!" She yelped.
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