Wylis rushed to slam the door shut behind him because of how sinful the view before him was. Lyanna wasn't asleep at all. Multiple candles were burning around the room, illuminating everything.
And the most shocking thing, she wasn't alone. Lyanna was seated with her back against the headboard. She was still dressed in a blue silk robe she wore before sleeping, easy to open with a tug on the ties on her belly.
However, with her legs spread wide, between them was lying none other than Anna, naked to the last cloth, skin pale and glossy. The woman, slightly shorter than even Lyanna, lithe and sweet, had a blush cover her entire face, her own hands hiding her eyes.
But that wasn't the sinful part. Anna was lying with her back against Lyanna's belly, and her legs were spread wide, held at the knees and stretched apart by the hands of none other than Lyanna. Her sweet, dripping, tight, rosy petals were open to the air and the gaze of Wylis.
What's this?
Wylis was confused. Was this a test? It was Lyanna's own rule that he wasn't allowed to bed multiple women while in a bedchamber. And there, that rule was clearly broken.
"What's going on here?" he asked.
"Our sweet Anna was too shy to just come out and ask you to take her to bed and breed her proper. So as Lady of Ramsgate, I figured it was my duty to make sure the poor girl got exactly what she wanted." Lyanna declared, a wide grin on her face, her eyes winking at him.
Wylis gulped and stared at Anna, still hiding her face with her little palms. Her dainty legs were wide, her ample breasts ripe, her flat belly panting, and her cunt…
"You want that? Anna?" Wylis asked back.
"Hmm… Aye, m'lord."
Wylis's brow twitched when he saw Lyanna mischievously spread Anna's slender legs further. The fair yield of her thighs opened up, stretching open the pussy lips a little, giving a peek of the sweet pink of her.
Wylis eyed his wife, seeking her permission because this was their bedchamber, their bed. Something she ruled, where only her words mattered at night.
"Don't keep her waiting, my love," Lyanna commanded proudly. "Look at it! Her lips need some attention."
Wylis nodded and started removing his top clothing one by one, shifting his focus to the blushing woman. "I wasn't aware you were holding back, Anna."
"Hmm," Anna let out an embarrassed hum. She wanted this, but it wasn't really something she could say out loud.
"We were together some days ago. You should have told me," Wylis added.
"Oh, she's too shy," Lyanna chimed in. "Next time, don't ask. Just breed her."
"Mmmm… Don't say that." Anna wriggled in her captor's hold, shaking her hips.
"Have the strength to talk now?" Lyanna looked down at Anna's face, a naughty little smile curling on her lips. "Well, I'd rather hear moans. Quick, Wylis, tear those pants off if you need. She can't wait."
"..."
Wylis wondered what the hell was going on in his wife's mind. It was kind of hot, but highly questionable. Though he wasn't one to refuse, especially with two beauties right in front of him. Hells, their almost-similar size could nearly make them twins. Lithe and delicate in all the right places, soft and fluffy at the most delicious spots.
He quickly took off his pants, kicking off his boots. His cock already standing in salute, he then climbed onto the bed on all fours. He crawled from the footside, head low, observing Anna's smooth, pale legs.
He couldn't help sliding his hand up that polished skin; it felt like porcelain now after so much time spent with the pampered noble ladies in his castle.
"Oh!"
He heard Anna moan as soon as his breath landed on her moist core. He finally planted his flat tongue on her shivering core and started to curl it in between her petals. He could feel her thighs tremble under his palms, curling her toes with every swish of his boneless flesh.
Anna still averted her eyes from him. Her hips shook, swaying between reluctant and needing more.
Wylis's tongue probed, swishing in and out as more and more of his spit mixed with her juices. His hand slid higher up her thighs, finding her pulsing core with the tip, and slowly entering.
He kept fucking her pussy with his tongue until he saw her hands leave her face, trying to grab on to something, anything.
"Aaaaaaah! M'lord!" Anna cried out, her slender digits clawing through his hair. She needed to ground herself before she lost her soul.
Wylis frowned a bit. Anna still wasn't used to calling him by his name.
He kept at it, perhaps besides his beastly need, he wanted her to know how far he would go to bring her pleasure. She was so much more, and worth every bit of it.
His tongue scooped up every bit of wetness that came out of her. His finger spread her wider, touched her deeper, caressing every part until her body started writhing.
He knew she was already melting in his palms, so he stopped and slowly moved his massive frame higher. He kissed her throbbing little clit once more, sliding his tongue up her belly, biting and teasing her flesh as he moved higher and higher.
He licked Anna's sizable cherry-tipped breasts, tasting her shivering delight on his lips. He suckled them each with indulgence, sucking at her doughy softness, then kissed her slender neck.
Wylis's large frame cast a shadow on both women as he got up even further. By the time he was face-to-face with Anna, his beast of a cock was slanting on her tight, wet slit. He grounded his blunt knob there, spreading her juices on his crown.
He pressed his forehead against Anna's, pushing her further into Lyanna's chest. He stared into her eyes, "Call me Wylis."
He captured her lips at last, claiming them with a firm kiss. He felt Lyanna's gaze burn into him from above. He tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the way Anna's mouth yielded, though her tongue remained shy, not yet daring to dance.
He drew his hips back slightly, aligning his thick cockhead at her pussy, and he pushed forward gently, sinking just the swollen head inside. The initial breach made her inner walls flutter around him.
"Aaaaah! I don't deserve this!" Anna screamed suddenly, her body tensing as if the pleasure overwhelmed her fragile sense of worth.
Wylis lifted his face just a fraction, his cock still teasingly dipped only an inch within her, the partial stretch leaving her quivering. He frowned in concern, glancing up at Lyanna, who met his eyes with a casual shrug.
He turned his attention back to Anna in the wild tangle of her auburn hair, now damp with sweat and clinging to her temple. Her eyes brimmed with tears, tracing paths down her cheeks.
"Why do you think that?"
"I'm… You… M'lord, you're a noble, you are a knight and… I'm a lowborn. I know nothing and…" Her words tumbled out in a breathless rush.
Instead of pulling back, he eased another inch deeper, the girth of his cock splaying her wide open in a way no other man ever had, her tight pussy yielding with a delicious resistance that made his pulse race. He leaned down, bracing his strong arms on either side of Lyanna's hips, his body hovering over both women.
He understood then. Anna's battle with self-doubt, her search for belonging among the castle's many women. She considered herself below them all, her lowborn past making her feel perpetually lesser.
"I'm untaught, I…" Her words lowered to a whisper.
Wylis silenced her protests with another deep kiss, swallowing her words. He licked along her cheek, lapping away the tears with gentle strokes. Then, he fed another inch of his length into her, savoring the way her pussy throbbed and clenched in response, milking him instinctively.
"What do you feel in you, Anna?" he asked.
"Y-You… M'lord!"
"No, that's my… desire for you. My want for you. My…"
"Gods!" Lyanna snarled with affectionate impatience. "Just say it, dammit! It's love!"
Wylis glanced up at his wife's face, her expression a knowing smirk that sent another rush of scorching heat through him. He saw Lyanna wink at him. She was just too good for him, accepting, even this.
"Aye, my love, Anna," Wylis murmured, shifting his focus back. "Alric and Alden will be knights one day. With a castle and lands of their own. And… if you don't mind this stableboy putting another babe in you, I would love to have many more."
Anna's tears flowed after that; a soft smile spread. She finally looped her arms around Wylis's broad neck, pulling him down to grind her lips against his. "Mmm!"
With that unspoken permission, Wylis thrust forward with intent, burying his cock deeper as he began to fuck her in steady, powerful strokes.
After a few back-and-forth glides, spreading her nectar on his relentless cock, he finally buried his flesh sword inside her. Then he shifted, settling back onto his knees for leverage, his gaze dropping downward.
Lyanna still had a firm hold on Anna's spread legs, her dainty fingers sinking into that succulent flesh.
Anna's tight cunt clung to him as he pulled back slowly. Staring down, he watched mesmerized as her pussy lips glided around his withdrawing length. Her swollen petals parted wide to show the glistening pink, her clit pert and exposed.
"Gods!" Lyanna gasped at the sight of his cock in Anna. "That's…!"
"Beautiful," Wylis finished for her. His hips rolled in a slow rhythm that made Anna's body jolt with each invasion.
"I know, but… It looks like this? That stretch is… impossible." Lyanna licked her lips unconsciously. "It… Anna, how aren't we dead already?"
"Hah… Ah!" Anna giggled between moans.
Wylis, his senses reeling from the raw intensity Lyanna pointed out so sinfully clear. He thrusted forward with a bit more greed, leaning down to taste more of Anna's helpless, needy heat.
He hooked her knees over his elbows, folding her legs upward until her thighs pressed against her chest, then drove every inch of his throbbing length back into her cunt, the motion pinning her flat against Lyanna's cushioning curves.
"Aaaaah!" Anna moaned.
He rolled his hips hard, burying himself to the root until Anna was nearly crushed between his unyielding bulk and Lyanna's warmth. His face rested above Anna's scalp.
Lyanna's hands, now freed, flew to his face, clutching him with desperate hunger as she kissed his lips, slobbering messily.
He savored it all, the slick slide of Lyanna's tongue, the tang of Anna's nectar coating his tongue.
Plap! Plap!
His hips snapped forward relentlessly, fucking Anna deeper into the mattress and Lyanna's fluffy lap, each one drawing sharper cries from the woman pinned between them.
"Ungh! Oooooh! Mother above!" Anna cried out as her climax tore through her, her tight walls convulsing wildly around Wylis's pistoning cock.
She milked his shaft with clamping muscles, her cunt squeezed and released in desperate pulses. Juices squelched from her overstuffed pussy, soaking his shaft with scorching slick. Her body struggled to arc in ecstatic shudders between them. Her nails dug into his back, leaving red trails of her bliss.
Wylis teetered on the edge, Anna's clenching cunt and the thrill of the moment pushing him dangerously close. He pounded into her with short, brutal strokes while his lips remained locked on Lyanna's, anchoring him just a bit more.
He felt Lyanna's nails rake across his nape, clawing with her own greedy want, the sharp sting only fueling his frenzy as Anna's body writhed.
His broad frame eclipsed the two women entirely, his muscles flexing with each powerful drill.
Slosh! Slosh!
The lewd, wet sounds of his cock churning through her soaked folds filled the air.
Anna's pussy slurping greedily around him, her body trapped and helplessly in ecstasy. Her legs splayed wide, her core stretched to its limits, every thrust sending shockwaves radiating through her limbs.
"Gaah! Anna!" Wylis shattered at last, his roar muffled against Lyanna's mouth as his cock swelled.
It flexed inside Anna's spasming pussy, the first thick rope of his batter erupting from his tip with force. He pumped erratically, each spurt a heavy, viscous jet that stuffed her womb in messy surges, the excess frothed around his girth to ooze out in creamy rivulets, coating her thighs and his balls. Hot, fertile cream claiming her from the inside out.
He broke the kiss with Lyanna, head dipping downward to capture Anna's in a tender, devouring press as he continued to fill her, his tongue echoing pulses of his emptying cock.
Anna melted into the kiss, her heart swelling with an overwhelming sense of belonging. His warmth seeped into her core, making her feel utterly full. Not just in her aching pussy, but in her soul, wrapped in the love of this man and his fierce wife.
Ting!
[Name: Anna
Age: 25
Occupation: Paramour, Kitchen Overseer
Current Loyalty: 100%
Status: Impregnated]
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