Heyo! New chapter! Sorry its a bit later than I had hoped. However, I think it turned out pretty good. Especially since this includes my first actual lemon. Hope you guys like it!

What's been going on since I last posted? Well saw Endgame and watched some more Game of Thrones.

Endgame? God, I fucking loved it! Officially my new favorite Marvel movie. If you haven't seen it yet, then do yourself a favor and correct that mistake.

Game of Thrones, though? I think its safe to say this this is officially the show's worst season. God it just so disappointing, you know? Especially since this is the last season of my favorite show. I'm unfortunately now dreading how this show is going to end.

So think of Mariah as a Salma Hayek lookalike and Nala as a Lupita Nyongo'o lookalike.

Ned Stark ran a cloth along the Stark's ancestral Valyrian Steel sword, Ice. The blade itself was actually very clean, and had been so for a while. The Warden of the North found the act to somewhat calming and so he still repeated the action.

The reason for its cleaning is because of the execution that it had recently been used in. The Stark party had just returned after dealing the Night's Watch deserter. It was a grim affair, they all were, but Ned was honestly proud at how well his son Bran had handled the situation. Most people are never prepared when they see someone die, Bran on the other hand, at least had a little time to mentally prepare himself.

Although, things did seem to be a bit cheerier on the way back to the castle. What with the discovery of his children's new Direwolves.

Soft footsteps then brought Ned out of his thoughts. Looking up, he saw his beautiful wife approaching him. Ned could honestly say that marrying her was the best thing that ever happened to him. Even if it was an unfortunate result of his brother's death.

Catelyn had changed him for the better, in his eyes. No longer was he so uptight or strict. A fact that was noticed and commented on by his bannermen and when he conversed with them. True he still held true to his nickname, the quiet wolf, but he had certainly grown louder over the years.

His wife stopped a few steps away from him as she observed the Weirwood tree that he rested against. "All these years, and I still feel like an outsider when I come here," she said.

Ned chuckled, "You have five northern children, and a stepmother to another," he reassured her, "You're not an outsider."

Catelyn gave him a fond smile before walking up to him. She kissed the side of his head softly before taking a seat next to him.

Ned went back to cleaning Ice but kept a smirk on his face as he did, "I don't want to seem like I'm not excited for my surprise, but I'd like to stay here just a bit longer if that is alright with you."

Catelyn silence drew Ned's gaze to her, worried that he said the wrong thing. However, he became confused when she looked to him with a sad smile. It was then that Ned saw the parchment of paper in her hands.

"I am so sorry my love," Catelyn started, "A raven came while you all were out. Jon Arryn is dead." Ned eyes widened as he almost dropped Ice from his grip. He could feel himself become a little numb as he fought back the tears he could feel were starting to come up. "I know he was like a father to you."

Ned stared at the little pond next to tree for a while as Catelyn took one of his hands in her own and squeezed tight in reassurance.

"Your sister and her boy?" the Stark finally managed to ask.

"They're fine, thank the gods. They're back in the Vale," Catelyn sighed, "There's something else, too. The King is coming North."

Ned looked at her in surprise, before realizing what was being left unsaid, "He wants to make me his new hand." Ned grumbled at the thought, not sure what to make of it.

Catelyn observed her husband, "What do you think about that?"

Ned sighed, "Well,…I'm not entirely sure. On one hand, it would be nice to stand by Robert again but…"

Catelyn squeezed his hand in a comforting manner, understanding what was left unsaid.

Ned allowed himself a small smile, though, as he looked back to his wife, "I bet you will be thrilled to see Cersei again, though."

Catelyn smirked and chuckled, "I will admit, I have long awaited to see my friend. Letters can replace actually talking to someone, and I haven't seen Cersei in a very long time."

Jon entered the Winterfell's library, having finished his training earlier in the day and was looking for something else to occupy his time. Turning a corner, Jon smiled at the sight before him.

Sitting at a table with a large number of stacked and opened books, was a group of people. Arya and Bran Stark, Jon's cousins, sat next to each other as they looked over a map of the known world. Leading their lesson was Maester Lewin, one of the few men Jon actually respected.

What surprised the young man, however, was the presence of his paramours at the table as well. To call Nala and Mariah whores at this point, which Theon unfortunately still sometimes did, would be inaccurate. For the past five years, the bond between the three had grown from simply being whores servicing their client to actual affection being present. So much so that when, Jon asked his step-parents if they could find work for the two women in the castle, the Lord and Lady happily agreed.

Nala seemed to be a natural at cooking and taken under the head cook's wing, while Mariah took her duties as a maid very seriously. The two of them shared a room in the castle, however, most nights the could be found in Jon's bed.

Maester Lewin turned to Jon upon him entering and smiled, "Ah Jon it's good to see you, my boy."

The room's other occupants turned to the young man, their faces lighting up as they did so.

"And what's going on here?" he asked.

"Ah, you're…friends here have been helping with Lord Bran's and Lady Arya's lesson today," the Maester replied.

"We figured that we would give our own inputs on our homelands," Mariah explained.

"Jon! Did you know that the Summer Islands can choose their Kings completely different than we do?" Arya questioned in excitement.

Jon chuckled as he moved to sit at a chair next to Nala, Ghost moving off to the side to his siblings who were laying down near their humans.

"Yes, I actually did know that," Jon chuckled, "Tell me, what else have you learned?"

Catelyn opened the door to her and her husband's bedchambers and was immediately glad that Jon had pulled through. Ned followed through the entrance after her and paused in surprise at the sight before him.

On their bed was a very beautiful young woman, around Jon's age, probably a little older. She a very thin and loose robe over her body, which displayed her cleavage quite proudly. Her hair was about the same shade of red as Cat while her breasts were a little smaller, looking to be around C cup. She also had wide hips and ass that naturally drew men's gazes to it.

Upon their entrance, the whore perked up and smiled saucily at the two before standing and giving a quick bow that showed off more of her cleavage.

"M'lord, m'lady," she said, "Its an honor to meet you."

Ned looked at her in confusion for a moment before smirking as he realized that this was his surprise. "I like my present," he huskily said to his wife.

Cat giggled before walking over and placing her hands on the whore's hips. The two smiled seductively at each other before Cat leaned in and kissed her passionately, the other woman replying with just as much enthusiasm.

Ned kept his eyes on them as he closed and locked the door, the two women breaking their lip-lock as he removed his cloak and tunic, leaving his torso bare. He then proceeded to sit in a nearby chair.

The whore eyed him hungrily, eyes raking over his surprisingly fit body, "I can see where your song gets his good looks, m'lord."

"My son?" Ned questioned.

"She's one of Jon's regulars," Cat explained with pride.

Ned chuckled, "Of course she is, I'd go so far as to say every whore in that brothel is one of Jon's regulars." The women chuckled at that, easily agreeing with such a claim. "What is your name?"

"Ros, m'lord," the whore replied as Cat moved to start kissing her neck and rubbing her core with one of her hands. Ros gasped in pleasure, before focusing back on Ned, "I must admit, m'lord, I have had a crush on you for a very long time. And when I told Jon about it, I never expected that I would eventually be asked to spend the night with you and your wife. I must say, I'm honored."

Ned smiled at her heatedly as he mentally reminded himself to thank Jon the next day, "Well Ros, why don't you come over here and remove my breeches. I've had a long day, and I just received some unfortunate news. So, I plan on making this a very long night."

Cat removed herself from Ros, allowing the whore to approach her husband, she then proceeded to start removing her dress to join them.

Ros, meanwhile, slowly sauntered over to Ned, swaying her hips as she did. Stopping before him, the redhead reached up and removed her thin robe, exposing her breasts and revealing a patch of red hair above her lower lips. Ned noticed her nipples were hard and licked his lips as he immediately planned to suck on them and listen to her moan in ecstasy.

Ros leaned down and locked her lips with Ned in a heated kiss, quickly adding their tongues to the mix and Ned dominating her mouth. The Northern Lord was also quick to palm both of her sizeable breasts making the whore moan in his mouth.

After a few moments of this, Ros then moved to placing kisses on Ned's neck and then his chest, lowering herself as she did so. When she got to his lower torso, Ros leaned back as she started to unlace his breeches. Upon removing them, as well as his boots, and casting them to the side, Ros was pleasantly surprised at what they hid.

It seems big cocks run in the family, she thought.

It was at this point that a now nude Cat joined them, kneeling as well and pressing her breasts against Ros' back, "After we're done tonight," she whispered in her ear as she reached around and groped her breast, "You'll never want to fuck any other men again that isn't a Stark."

Ros placed both hand on Ned's cock and started to pump him, earning her a groan, "Oh I hope so."

Ros then started alternate between licking and sucking the head as she continued to pump the shaft, only being more encouraged to do so as Ned placed a hand on the top of her head.

Now feeling more confidant, Ros removed her hands as she started lower her head on Ned's shaft. Accepting more of him in her throat.

"That's it," Cat encouraged, "Ned likes it nice and thorough when it comes to cocksucking. Make sure you're sucking hard as you come back up."

Ros immediately did so, as well as starting to fondle Ned's balls. And it was clearly having an affect on Ned as his breaths grew heavier. He gave a loud groan at one point when Cat started to pinch Ros' nipples making the whore moan, which in turn sent vibrations along Ned's cock.

This continued for a little while longer before Ned felt that he was ready for the main course. Gripping Ros' hair and pulling her up off his cock, Ned smirked down at her messy and lustful face, "Get on the bed on all fours," he ordered in an authoritative tone. Ros moving quickly to do so.

Ned turned to his wife, standing and pulling her to her feet as well, he gave her a passionate kiss for a moment before ordering her and the bed as well, and to lay in front of Ros. He lightly slapped her ass as she moved to do so, earning him a look from her as she bit her lower lip.

As Ned got up on the bed as well, Ros looked back to him in lust as she waited for him to tell her what to do. "Show my lady wife some pleasure as I take you." Turning back to the woman laying in front of her with spread legs, Ros placed her hands on either thigh as she started to lap away at the woman's core. Cat responded with moans as the whore started off slow.

Ned, meanwhile, was groping Ros' hips and ass as he rubbed his painfully hard cock against her lower lips for a moment before reaching down and slowly inserting himself into her. The warmth and surprising tightness making the Lord of the North groan in pleasure.

Ros, herself, responded with her loudest moan yet as she felt the man bottom out inside if her, feeling him poking the entrance to her womb. Gods I love Stark men, she thought. She was pulled from her thoughts as Cat then placed both hands in her hair and directed her head back to in between her thighs.

As Ned started to thrust, he locked eyes with his wife. The two of them staring at each other in equal amounts of lust and love. Cat removed a hand from Ros' head and started to pinch one of her nipples, "Show this whore how a real man fucks a woman, Ned!"

The Warden of the North moved to do so as he picked up his pace and smashed his pelvis into Ros'. Throughout the session Ned continued to grope and occasionally slap the whore's ass as she continued to lick and suck away at Cat's core. She had already gone through a couple of orgasms before she was finally able to bring the other woman to hers. Afterwards, Cat felt content to just lay in the same spot as she watched in satisfaction as her husband dominated another woman.

Eventually getting tired of the current position, Ned showed his strength by grabbing the woman and flipping her over before moving the both of them further up the bed and dropping Ros next to his wife.

Cat turned on her side to watch them as Ned reinserted himself into Ros before renewing his hard thrusts, causing the whore to scream out pleasure. Especially when Ned finally his mouth around one of her nipples that he had been eyeing all night.

After yet another orgasm by Ros, Ned finally found himself approaching his first release. Renewing his efforts, the man thrust even harder and faster than he had before, causing Ros' eyes to roll into the back of her head. She wrapped her legs around him and clawed at his back as Ned finally released inside of her, causing her yet another orgasm of her own.

Ros panted, slowly regaining her senses from her wonderful high. She looked up to see Ned towering above her, "God m'lord, that was amazing."

Ned chuckled as he removed himself from her, revealing that he was still hard, before moving over to his wife. Cat, herself, laid back and spread her legs, giddy that it was now her turn, "Believe me," Ned replied, "The night has only begun."

How was it? That ladies and gentlemen was my first ever lemon, so I hope you guys liked it! Hopefully I won't take as long with the next chapter.

So I mapped it out and I think that this story with officially have around 30 or so chapters. Just to let you all know.

As always, leave a review or PM me if you guys loved, hated it, or just want to tell me to go fuck myself.

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