Chapter 35

The next couple of weeks saw Prince Oberyn and his troops leave to return to Sun Spear. Everything seemed to fall into a routine. OnIeese recovered quickly, Jaxsan was passed from one set of loving arms to the next. It was clear that he would grow to Sandor's size. Tyrion and Shae announced one afternoon they were expecting a child. Sandor was happy for them, it was as if babies were going to be everywhere. Would he and Shalene ever have one or would his children always be with someone other than the woman he was in love with.

He decided to go to the stables to groom Stranger and just get away. He was walking through the stables when he heard Shalene talking to the young destriers, he leaned against the doorway of the section the horses were in and watched her. She was magical. The horses were already very large although they were still young but they followed her commands without hesitation. She saw him and laughed, "What are you doing?"

Sandor said," Woman, these are war horses, not pets. They have to be fierce and deadly."

She said, "My Lord, it's your job to make them killers, I'm just making sure they have manners!"

Sandor laughed long and loud," Shalene, I suppose the Clegane breed of war horses will be well
mannered killers, is that right?"

She said," Yes, just like me and you." That made him laugh even louder. Shalene walked slowly to him. He had followed her cues for all these weeks. He didn't pressure her, he was very near his limit on how much longer he would hold back and not visit the brothel at the port. He stood up to his full height and watched her come to him. He was determined that after all this time, she was going to ask him. She stood in front of him and unbuckled his sword belt, it fell into the hay at his feet. He watched her unlace his tunic and when she pushed it up, he took it off. He felt his body respond to her touch but it was the beast in him that was coming alive and he wasn't going to stop it.

He didn't touch her, he just watched. Sandor said, "Take your clothes off, Woman. I want to see you naked." He saw the predator creep into her eyes as she stepped away from him and slowly kicked her boots off. Her hands slowly moved up her hips, to her breasts and she cupped them, teasing her nipples until they were hard and pressing against her tunic. Sandor rubbed his cock through his breeches. Shalene licked those full, red lips and tilted her head back, squeezing her breasts. He unlaced his breeches, taking his cock out, holding it around the base, willing himself to find that iron control he knew he had. Shalene pulled off her tunic, unlaced her breeches and seductively wiggled out of them, the way she moved had Sandor slowly stroking his cock.

When she was totally naked, she slid her hand across her stomach and down between her legs, Sandor
said," Do it, Shalene, touch yourself." As she moved a finger in to rub her sweet pearl, she let her head tilt back and she moaned in pleasure. Sandor refused to rush, he gripped the base of his cock, and worked on calming his breathing. He pushed his breeches down on his hips a bit, taking his balls in his hand, softly massaging them. He felt a growl building in his chest, as Shalene moved towards him, he let it rumble in his chest. Shalene let her eyes roam over Sandor thinking," Gods, he is magnificent and he's mine."

She took his cock in her hand and marveled at exactly how big he was. Long, thick, hard, built for sheer pleasure. As she stroked the smoothness of him, she could feel his body flex and tense. She let go of him and said," Sandor, it's later." She ran her hands through the hair on his chest, rubbed her face against it and inhaled deeply.

Sandor didn't wait, he knew she was wet, she had been pleasuring herself. He picked her up and took over to fresh hay and laid her down, he looked at her a moment and snarled, turned her over and roughly put her on her knees, he reached and spread her legs further, he heard her gasp and tense, he wouldn't let her move, and asked her," Do you want me to stop?"

Shalene pushed against him and said," Fuck me Hound! Fuck me deep, fuck me hard. Fuck me or never touch me again!" He moved his cock to her opening and plunged into her with so much force, he knew he hurt her by her scream, but she matched his thrusts in need and power. He held her steady with one huge hand, bruises already showing on her hips and thighs. When she threw her head back, her hair flew all around her back and he grabbed a handful of it pulling her head back even further. He watched as sweat rolled off of his body to mix with hers, her body was shaking, he felt her cunt muscles squeeze his cock as she screamed her release. He loved it, she sounded like a wildcat in heat! He let himself go and pounded into her through his climax, it felt like it would never stop! His own primal yell matched Shalene's, his legs were shaking through his last thrusts, he could feel his seed spread over both of them as he slowly eased out of her and pulled her back to him as he relaxed them onto the hay, he had to rest for just a bit, but still didn't let go of her.

There had been reports coming in of raiding eight days ride from the palace and much to Sandor's amazement, he found out that these areas were within his holdings. He, Bronn, Lucian and a unit of one hundred mounted soldiers and thirty Unsullied were leaving to take care of this. Sandor had learned a great deal in his short time in Dorne, one of which was it was better to travel at night, to save the horses the added burden of dealing with the heat. Genett would be going as he knew where the secret wells were and he was also a capable fighter, having trained with Lucian and Sandor.

Sandor was apprehensive about leaving Kolenee, she couldn't seem to heal from whatever illness had her in its grasp. She was so thin and pale, always swollen, her belly was huge. He began to regret getting her with child, somehow this was his fault. The baby, Jaxsan, was a hefty one, for his young age and Sandor feared that this babe would be too much for his Kolenee. He had to leave though. He couldn't and wouldn't allow anyone to take from his people and make them scared. He went to see her before he left, she was asleep as he entered her room, the maid left them to their privacy. She opened her eyes when she heard his footsteps and his heart sank when he saw how shiny they were. Fever. He sat beside her, touching her face, running his fingers through her hair, and it struck him as he placed his big hand on her belly and felt his baby kick him, "She won't live through this." He took her frail body in his arms and held her, telling her all the things he had in his heart to say to her and stayed with her until she fell asleep again. As he was leaving her room, he couldn't shake that feeling and he silently told her goodbye.