The kiss between the duo was long, intense, and pleasurable. They sucked each other's lips and licked each other's jaws. Their tongues battled each other as they invaded one another's mouths. Neither was willing to pull away. They wanted to devour as much of each other as they could. Pure lust coursed through them.
"Lord Lucas!" Jeyne moaned as she pulled back.She was completely breathless. Her lips and chin were wet with Lucas's saliva. It looked as if Lucas had deliberately left his mark on her face.
"Jeyne!" Lucas mumbled, his voice deep and husky and it was thick with lust.
He gripped her just below her shoulders, turned her swiftly, and pinned her against the wall. The walls of Winterfell castle were made of thick stone and unless Jeyne screamed at the top of her lungs, no sound would escape the room.
With her pinned against the wall, Lucas pressed closer towards her and untied the cords holding her clothes. With Jeyne cooperating fully, in less than a few moments all the garments on her upper body were removed, and she stood there bare chested, both breasts dangling freely.
Her breasts were big, round, and firm and it was plenty and enjoyable for Lucas to hold on to and sitting right there on her curvy body, they were far too enticing for him to resist. Her nipples were erect with the lust coursing through her.
Lucas leaned over her bringing his nose closer to her as they exchanged the warm breath of each other. He took hold of her throat and pressed her harder against the wall as he closed in and planted his lips on her neck, just beside her shoulder.
The wet, cool touch of Lucas's lips against her desire heated skin sent a shiver of excitement, anticipation, and pleasure racing through her body, and she instinctively trembled in response.
But this wave of pleasure was only the beginning. Lucas began devouring her. He moved his lips along her neck, kissing, licking, sucking, and occasionally biting down gently. Meanwhile, his other hand had found its way towards her breasts. He was pressing and groping them one after the other. Every so often he would pinch her nipples, sending sharp jolts of mingled pain and pleasure, simultaneously, through her.
"Ahh!!" she moaned, arching her body toward Lucas each time he pinched her sensitive peaks.
Lucas slowly lowered his head, trailing downward from her neck to her collarbone, then to her upper chest, and finally to her breasts.
He slid his lips across her right breast until he reached her erect nipple, then swirled his wet tongue around it. Jeyne moaned louder as Lucas opened his mouth wider and took her breast inside, sucking deeply while gently biting on her breast and nipples. He captured her nipple between his teeth, delivering a rush of unparalleled pleasure. At the same time, his hand continued to grope, squeeze, press, and pinch her other breast.
Satisfied with the first, Lucas switched, bringing his mouth to the other breast while his hand returned to fondle, knead and squeeze the one he had just been sucking.
Meanwhile, Lucas released Jeyne's throat and slid that hand down to her stomach, just below her navel. He pressed his palm against her skin and slowly glided it downward. There was slight resistance, but his fingers finally found the small gap between her waist and her breeches.
His hand slipped inside, moving toward her pussy. His fingers first brushed through her small patch of pubic hair, already slightly damp from her arousal and lust. He continued forward until he reached her cunt which was dripping wet.
"Lord Lucas!" she moaned, her hands tightening around his neck.
Lucas slid his index finger along the top of her pussy, careful not to push inside yet. As his fingers caressed her slick, swollen and wet cunt, a bolt of pure pleasure shot through her entire body. She instinctively tried to clamp her thighs together, desperate to draw his fingers deeper inside her, but Lucas had already withdrawn them and instead cupped her entire pussy firmly in his palm.
This sensation, her pussy being groped, was entirely different and overwhelming for Jeyne. Her breathing had turned heavy. She was gasping and moaning, consumed by an almost unbearable wave of pleasure.
Lucas finally pulled away after a few moments, creating some space between himself and Jeyne.
"How is it, Jeyne?" he questioned, his voice teasing.
"Great!" Jeyne answered with a stammer in her voice. She was burning with desire. "I have never felt anything like this ever."
"I want more," she expressed in a craving manner. Almost begging. "Please!"
Lucas smirked as he took Jeyne's hand and pulled her. She followed his lead, and Lucas pushed her onto the bed, making her lie flat on her back with her legs below the knees dangling in the air from the edge of the bed.
Lucas unstrapped his clothes as he removed his furs and tunic, revealing his muscular and almost chiseled upper body. Jeyne, lying on the bed, gulped at the sight of a half-naked Lucas towering over her, and she instinctively tried to straighten upwards, reaching for those muscles.
"Stay down," Lucas' hoarse but commanding voice halted her as she sank back to lie flat on the bed. She was burning with desire and lust and every moment that Lucas was wasting instead of touching and ravaging her was like a torture for her.
Lucas got on his knees between her legs and unbuttoned and unhooked her breeches, pulling them off her legs.
Jeyne was now lying there on the bed, fully nude. Her long, pale white legs finally were in his view. Her dripping cunt, with small hairs and glistening slightly in the pale illumination, was now directly before Lucas' eyes.
Lucas took hold of Jeyne's thighs and spread her legs even more to make the view in front of him even clearer. And there was her cunt covered with dark hair. A treasure hidden behind the bushes.
He placed his index finger just above her pussy and started to swirl it gently on her skin. Her hairs got entangled with his finger and created friction, and this sensation caused Jeyne to become even wetter and more churning with need.
"Ahh! My Lord!" she moaned as his finger passed over, rubbing against her vertical folds. "Please!"
"Please what, Jeyne?" Lucas questioned as he gave another slow stroke along her folds.
"Please do not make me wait and suffer anymore," she gasped, arching her body, craving to get that finger inside her. "Do something, Lord Lucas!"
"Yeah?" Lucas teased, using his index finger and thumb to squeeze and rub her folds.
"Lord Lucas!" she moaned once again. "Please!"
"Yeah?" Lucas smirked as he prepared himself for the next stage.
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