The Hunger of Wild White Wolf (ASOIAF/GOT AU)
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General Summary
AU: Prince Jonothor of House Targaryen and Stark takes after more Uncle Brandon Stark and his ancestor Daemon Prince in how they are roguish, womanizing charmers that ladies can't get enough off.
Chapter Summary
Chapter Prompt by Whitewolf94
After Rhaegar and Aegon die, King Viserys ascends to the throne and sends his nephew, Jon, North to negotiate with his mother and grandmother in the name of getting the North to rejoin the Seven Kingdoms; however, Jon decides to have sex with them instead and convince them to support his claim to the throne.
Chapter Theme
Incest, M/F/F Threesome, Age Difference - Older Women/Younger Man, Oral Sex, Anal, Dirty Talk, Vaginal, Breeding, Fucked Silly
The Hunger of Wild White Wolf (ASOIAF/GOT AU)
Chapter Three: The North Remember: Gain the Allegiance of Wolf Mother & Daughter by Whitewolf94, Lyanna Stark/Lyarra Stark
The Seven Kingdoms of Westeros has been hit with three succession of mind-blowing, continent-shaking news that shakes the very foundation of Westeros from the whammy news due to how sudden and unexpected the news was to the noble and smallfolks.
The Death of King Rhaegar and Crown Prince Aegon Targaryen from the sudden pandemic, "The Second Great Spring Sickness," caused more than a huge number of death, surpassing the number of the First Great Spring Sickness.
The Ascension of King Viserys III Targaryen over Second-Born Prince Jonothor Targaryen, the last male heir of King Rhaegar, who should by all right be the next king of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros by the law of inheritance.
The Secession of the Kingdom of the North under the estranged wife of King Rhaegar Targaryen, Lyanna Targaryen nee Stark, and Lyarra Stark, after too many slights against the entire Kingdom of the North from the neglectful behavior of King Rhaegar Targaryen.
The whole of Westeros, from the lowest smallfolks to noble of the Great Houses of Westeros was at a loss about what they were supposed to do. The gamebook of the cutthroat and dangerous Game of Thrones has changed so much that even the top player of the Game, who was adaptable and cunning, did not know what to do with the rapidly changing situation.
Except for one cunning and opportunistic Dragonwolf who saw the tumultuous political situation in the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros as the perfect mean to begin his claim to the Iron Throne and crowned himself as King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. He managed to convince his uncle to send him to the North to negotiate with the North in the name of having them rejoin the rest of the Seven Kingdoms under his reign due to his close relationship with House Stark of Winterfell.
While he was true in his intent to have the North to rejoined the rest of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros…just not under the reign of King Viserys III Targaryen but under the reign of King Jonothor I Targaryen with the support and backing of the entire Kingdom of the North as his sword and shield in his claim to the Iron Throne. And he has the perfect mean to convince the Kingdom of the North to back his claim.
He will have to use an old but usable Westerosi law that will allow him to claim his mother and grandmother as his wives. An old but still legal law that allowed to overturn the issue of polygamy and to make them his queens and future mother of his Targaryen-Stark bloodline of the dynasty of the Dragonwolf. There might be murmurs from the smallfolks and highborns on the odd marriage union, even by the bizarre Targaryen standards. Still, he knew without a doubt the murmurs would lessen over the duration of his soon-to-be rulership.
Though the true reason he used this law to bypass the law against polygamy and incest toward non-Targaryen was quite a simple one.
Lust.
The immense amount of hot-blooded lust he held for his mother and grandmother was strong and unyielding. How he long desired to make his mother and grandmother his women. To make the She-Wolf and the Mother Wolf of Winterfell as his, to see their stomach swole with his children when he seed them with his fertile semen, to have them worship and adore him for the rest of their god-given natural life put a smile on his face.
It helps that his mother and grandmother are remarkably attractive women with their tall growth, luscious dark hair, soulful gray eyes, smooth pale skin, and slender, graceful, and well-endowed figures, blessed with bountiful voluptuous curves and flexible, lean muscles.
His mother and grandmother, despite the large age differences, look less like a mother and daughter but a pair of siblings, no thanks to good fortune from the old gods who bestowed them with extended youth and longevity. And with an extended youth and longevity equal strong fertility and fecundity rate for him.
And he will be damned for letting them go. How he vowed in the name of the Old Gods and Valyrian God that nothing would let anything or anyone get in the way of making them his women…no matter the circumstances or cause…
"Jon~! By the Old Gods~! Yes, Give it to me, my son~!/Fuck me harder you dragon-blooded, horse-dicked bastard~!"
Lyanna and Lyarra screamed simultaneously, gasping in pleasure as Jon fucked them on the fur-covered bed. The mother and daughter duo was under the large, muscular half-Targaryen Northman, Lyanna on top of Lyarra, with Lyarra beneath her as their hugged eached other out in pleasure and delight of the vigorous sex with the horse-dicked half-Valyrian Northman who expertly move in and out of their twat with incredible skills and control.
The rapid, wet, squelching noises filled the bedchamber of the Lord(Lady) of Winterfell. The sound of flesh against flesh echoed across the room with a resounding bounce—the sound of deep masculine grunts and loud, feminine moans. The sheer sexual intensity and the immense lust within the room could make even the most pious of men and women sin from the sheer proximity of the room and the aura of masculine lust and extreme debauchery by the Second-Born Dragonwolf Prince of Westeros claiming his mother and grandmother as his queens.
And he knew in his sin-filled soul he was making incredible progress as his dark eyes stared at the smoky, lustful grey eyes of his mother and mother, both who caved under the might of his thick, heavy cock and peerless sexual prowess. How he dominated the inside of their delectable cunt with sharp, forceful thrusts made to hit the deepest part of her cunt with the savage, brutish force of a raging First Men berserker warlord and the well-honed, masterful precision of a skilled water dancers swordsman.
His rough, masculine hands reached forward to grope the soft, medium-sized, perky breasts ,the delicious freshly curves of their slim-but-voluputous figure with strong, measured roughness designed to invoke pleasure in the medium-sized, perky teats. His large fingers dug into the soft, pale, porcelain teats as the duo mewled loudly and wantonly with a warped expression of pure unadulterated pleasure and delight on their near-identical beautiful pale face, her wolfish grey eyes rolled deep into her eyelid with shinning lust and adoration within the beautiful, winter-colored eyes.
Twisted his hips to hit the better part of her wet, mushy pussy wall with his massive, bulging, vein-riddled cock. Letting the thick, bulbous cock-tip hit the deepest part of her womb with savage but sharp force, enjoying sweet, beautiful moans from his beautiful, athletic, curvy mother who was as beautiful and tempting as a sea nymph using her mesmerizing allure to draw out strapping sailors into their arms.
Clenching his teeth, tightening his large, heavy muscles as he increased the speed and strength of his thrusting. His massive, powerful meat-sword bashing the cunt into submission. Until it was reshaped and reduced to gaping hole for his horse-length, thick cock so no men but him can use it.
How they cannot shake the addiction of his huge cock and strong, imposing aura of pure domineering pressure.
"You are mine," Jon growled, continuing to fuck the gorgeous Stark ladies. "You two are my broodmare queens!"
"By the Old Gods, yes!"
"Y-yes! Oh, fuck, I-I am your forever and ever!"
The lustful affirmation from his strong-willed mother and grandmother filled his heart with joy and pride. Seeing them give themselves to him made him unleash a thick, fat, fertile cum into the tight, wet love tunnel of his mother and grandmother, giving them an equal dosage of cum in their fertile womb, never to neglect either of them. Their moist, slippery walls milked his thick cum with as much vigor and hunger as possible.
The Lady and Steward of House Stark of Winterfell let out throaty moan before the oyakodon duo leaned forward to kiss each other in deep, powerful, passionate lust, even as Jon pulled his still-hard-as-iron, cum-covered, leaking cock out of the cum-filled twats of the two beautiful northwomen.
He stare at the deep, dark cavern of their red and sore cunt - contrasing to the incredibly tight, almost maiden-looking twat it had been before. He was proud to see the current state of their gaping, cum-filled twats; trying in vain to return, but it was lost cause as he left their cunt in a irreversible state.
He chuckles. His dark, bestial-like eyes shining with mirth and delight of seeing two fine women reduced into sweaty, fucked-silly, cum-filled mess. Trying to catch their breath and pray for salvation and mercy from the Old Gods of the Forest.
Unfortunately or rather fortunately for them…their prayers will be left unanswered as he was far from done with them.
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"Fuck~!" Lyarra moaned, mewling with pleasure as her grandson pounded her ass with his donkey-sized cock. In and out of her anus with a rough, rapid force that got her seeing stars and the faces of the Old Gods of the Forest. "You-You are breaking my fucking ass. You damned, dragon-blooded fucker!"
"That's the point, Arra," Jon commented with a lustful smile of smugness as he thrust in and out of her arse. Making sweet, nasty music with his cock making a total mess of her tight, moist anus walls. "I am going to make you my anal-whore." He emphasized his point by giving her a particular sharp thrust up in her ass, causing the beautiful, youthful-looking GILF of a northerner woman to mewl out with extreme wantonness. "What you think, Lya? Do you think Arra make a good anal-whore~?" He set his dark, soulful, smoldering gaze on other woman with wildfire intensity.
Lyanna didn't respond to Jon's rhetorical question. Far too enthralled with eating out of the cream-filled twat of her mother. Her tongue go deep and long into the cream-filled cunt with enthusiasm and excitement. Her long fingers going in and out of her cream-filled cooch, fingering herself silly and hard, trying to match the rough, ruthless pace of her son dominating performance and ruination of her mother anus.
He chuckles at the empty-headed behavior from his strong-willed, willful mother as he resumed his business in wrecking his moaning, eye-rolling, mouth-gaping grandmother with his thick, heavy cock. While letting his gorgerous slut of a whoremother eat out the ungodly thick load of hot, fertile seed out of her cream-filled love tunnel.
His Grace have little idea what kind of mess he left for him.
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And done. SOrry for the long delay of the chapter. Been dealing heavy issues with my life; between my mom being in the hospital, dealing with some issues regarding my mental health, and dealing with issue in my life.
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