Wylis didn't have to do anything. Lyanna did it herself; he only lifted her body and guided it down. She had gripped his cock between them and aimed it at the narrow gap between her slightly parted thighs. The blunt cockhead nudged her entrance, parting the slick folds, then met that delicious resistance.
As he pushed her down on it, he felt her insanely tight walls fight him, and he had to claim every tiny inch. The heat was blinding, fluttering, and clenching like it wanted to push him out and pull him deeper all at once.
He watched her face as he sank in; lips parted in a silent gasp, dark lashes fluttering, cheeks flushed. Every shallow breath she took made her inner muscles ripple around him, milking greedily even as she struggled to take him.
"Ungh!" Lyanna stifled instantly on him, her hands clawing at his shoulders, her eyes clenched, and her lips mashed on his to hide the crying moan.
Wylis knew she was impossibly tight, or he was impossibly big. Lyanna wasn't that tall or thick a woman to begin with. Yet they'd done this countless times.
He pushed her body down, claiming the wet, boiling heat, inch after inch. He felt the tight squeezes of her flushed walls, the grips, the steaming silkiness. Slowly and surely, he poured half of himself in and stayed. The pressure was delicious, slick nectar coating him thicker the deeper his cock went. He could feel the faint ridge of her cervix already fluttering against his swollen head. His own pulse hammered along his length.
"Ready?" he asked, breaking the kiss.
Lyanna hummed. "Always."
Was it too much? Yes, it was a lot! But she'd seen his cock even before she'd given him her maidenhead. That didn't scare her, and this was nothing. She had birthed him an heir.
The stretch burned in the best way, aching fullness that made her toes curl inside her boots and her spine arch off his chest. Every thick ridge and vein dragged along her sensitive walls, stirring that deep, blissful secret place. Her thighs trembled; she could feel him throbbing inside her, alive and huge, stretching her open until every nerve sang pleasure.
But still, every single time he claimed her, she felt like a bumbling green virgin taking her first cock.
Just the blunt, swollen tip splaying her entrance thin was enough to make her freeze. Of course, there was that sharp, stinging stretch that made her breath catch, but far more exciting was the thrill twisting low in her gut. How deep would he go? Would he shove it all in? How much would he stretch her?
Yet he never hurt her. Wylis could read her reactions like a map.
She kissed his lips to muffle her rising moans and rolled her own hips in tiny, greedy circles, chasing that friction. Yet she also let him move her body completely.
She was light as a feather in his massive hands, lifting and lowering her with effortless control. She simply surrendered, kissing him deep, lying flat atop the hard slab of his chest, knees bent back, feet up behind her, her thighs squeezed tight between his wide legs. Every slow rock sent fresh jolts of pure ecstasy.
Once he was half in, the burning sensation vanished, drowned under a sudden, overwhelming flood of molten essence. The slick glide of her soaked walls sucking greedily at his shaft. Her mind truly went blank. Tongue lolling out into his mouth in a sloppy, helpless suckle, eyes half-lidded with lust, and the filthy drag of his cock filling her to bursting.
She felt him move her body up and down along his chest, pounding her dripping pussy slowly but deeply, each thrust claiming another greedy inch with wet, sucking friction. The thick, lewd squelches as her juice coated his length and dripped down his heavy balls.
Squelch! Sprrt!
"Wylis… give me… a babe?"
She felt Wylis jerk his hips up hard and slam the rest of his cock into her, all the way to the hilt. She felt it all; the sudden stretch as her walls were forced to surrender, the searing burn of her entrance gaping wide around his base, the sudden, deep thud of his cockhead battering her cervix.
"I will… soon. And it won't be a quick one like this," he replied as he kept thrusting into her.
She felt angry, furious. Seeing Rhaella's belly grow, she wanted one too. But she understood her husband's caution. But understanding didn't quench the ache. Revenge was way more fun.
She pushed herself up just enough to straddle him properly, knees braced wide on either side of his hips, and started to pound herself down onto his length with reckless force.
Slosh! Plap! Slosh!
The sounds were wet, her nectar gushing out around his shaft with every downward thrust, clinging to her thighs in sticky strings.
Lyanna kept her chest crushed flat against him, face buried in his chest, sucking dark, bruising love bites into his skin while she rode him like she could fuck the promise of a babe straight out of his body.
"Then… you… uh… better… make it… the best night of my damn… life!" She moaned out every word with each plunge.
Lyanna dove in so fast and delightfully precise with her own sensitive spots, she shattered on his cock right then.
She trembled with endless spasms, walls clamping down in rhythmic, milking waves that squeezed him so hard. Her juices flooded out, soaking his lap, dripping thick down his thighs. She collapsed lifelessly on him, her entire body shaking uncontrollably, legs trembling uselessly.
Wylis took over from there, fucking up into her sore, slippery pussy.
"Gah… I will, Lyanna."
Wylis wrapped his arms around her back, held her so tight her spine arched off his chest. He fucked up into her hard, heels dug deep into the settee for leverage. Lyanna's soft, limp body literally jolted with each savage thrust.
Finally, he rammed in deep one last time and burst. His cock swelling inside her fluttering, over-stretched cunt before erupting in scalding white ropes. Thick spurts of batter blasted against her cervix, flooding her womb in hot, viscous pulses. Each violent throb sent another gush spilling out around his buried base, leaking in filthy drops down his shaft, pooling warm and sticky between them.
Slowly, Wylis lowered them both back down again, cock still lodged deep inside her pulsing, cream-filled pussy. He pulled her body higher along his sweating chest until their faces were level again, breaths mingling in ragged pants.
"Lyanna, I'm making tools to face whatever troubles may come in the birthing bed. Until that day, I ask for your patience. If I lose you, I lose myself as well."
Lyanna did. She felt every word, and she understood him. She lay there shaking, still impaled, feeling the thick heat of his seeds leak out of her in lazy pulses, dirtying her torn trousers and his own, pooling sticky and hot between their bodies.
"Don't keep me waiting. I promised you a big brood."
He kissed her succulent lips, slow and tender this time. "And I want one just as much as back then."
"Thank you for letting Benjen stay."
Wylis frowned. "Where'd that come from? I like him well enough. If he stays, he stays. I won't send him off."
"He'll stay, I know him."
Wylis said nothing about that and just held her there. "I should go now. I told you I'll start raising walls with the gift I have. There is no sense in waiting."
"I know. I've already readied the cloak and mask you wanted. Only don't let them catch you, Wylis. I would hate for some of those faith-fanatics to put you to the fire now."
"Hah, they can try," Wylis said, pushing himself upright and bringing her with him. "Take Daenerys with you. Rhaella is heavy with child and needs her rest."
"Aye, I'll take her. Little Daenerys is a sweet one; she never cries." Lyanna rose to clean herself and make herself decent before lifting the babe from the cradle. "When will you be finished?"
"No idea. I haven't done something of this scale before. Could be a few hours, or till dawn."
As Wylis also pulled his trousers and prepared to go, he received one last good luck kiss from Lyanna.
"Good luck, Wylis."
"I do need it."
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