Chapter 227: You Naughty Little Minx
Bolton Lands, Dreadfort Castle
POV of Domeric Bolton
Domeric returned to his room late at night via apparition and froze in his place.
In his bed, Ygritte was sleeping.
That in and of itself was not surprising, as nowadays she usually always slept with him.
And frankly, what other people thought didn't really matter to him. Domeric considered Ygritte his wife, and he loved her. And once his situation with Sansa was resolved, he would marry Ygritte according to the customs of the North at the appropriate time.
What was surprising was the skimpy outfit that she was wearing. It was an almost see-through that allowed him to see her breasts and the red mane on her crotch that hid her pink lower lips from him.
He had a feeling that he had once seen one of the Lyssini whore wear a similar outfit.
As for the red mane around her groin, Domeric liked his women clean down there, but Ygritte said shaving was for Southerners and whores.
So, they hadn't yet found common ground. Domeric would occasionally use magic to clean Ygritte's pubic hair, and Ygritte, to spite Domeric, continued to grow her pubic hair.
But despite everything, she looked gorgeous right now.
His cock jumped to attention almost immediately, and he felt the urge to ravish her right then and there.
But then he realized something.
She must have waited for hours for him to come back from his Small Council meeting, but he was not only late, but he also went to research the ice crystals directly afterwards instead of meeting her.
That thought stopped him from waking her up, as he didn't want to disturb her now while she was peacefully sleeping.
So, he changed into his night clothes, lay down behind Ygritte, and put an arm around her belly. Remembering Karsi's pregnant belly, he wondered if Ygritte's belly would one day bloat with a child of his own.
The thought made him rather excited and filled him with warmth.
A family of his own. His children. Like Sirius mentioned in his letter.
That sounded nice.
He pulled Ygritte closer to him, but as a side effect of moving her, her shapely bum moved against his hardened crotch, and that woke her up.
The girl squirmed in his grip before she let out a moan and turned her head to look in his eyes.
"I waited for you, Domeric Bolton." She complained sleepily as she rubbed her eyes, "You didn't come."
"I'm sorry about that." He said and slowly moved forward to pull her lips into his own.
She unconsciously squirmed her ass toward him, which had the unintended effect of pushing his cock into her arse crack.
He moaned a little and felt her smile in the kiss as she realized what was happening and started to move her hips up and down, giving him an assjob.
He brought one of his hands up from her flat belly and brushed it against her slightly hardened pink nipples.
"Mhmmm," she moaned, and he realized that even if she was sleepy, he was not going to let her sleep anymore.
He lowered his other hand and gently pulled back the see-through silk cloth she was wearing, then spread her arse cheeks and rubbed her pink rosebud, finding a string protruding from it.
"You used the anal beads I gave you." He said as he twisted one of her nipples. Her breath hitched, and her back arched as a consequence, pushing his index finger a little inside her tight asshole.
He wriggled it around a bit, gaining another moan from her.
"Wait! I'm not ready." She said as she held the arm that he was fingering her with.
He wanted to tell her that he didn't care, pull out the anal beads, and push himself inside her tight little arse right then and there, but he heard that unprepared anal sex hurt a lot, so he refrained.
He took hold of the string jutting out of her arse cheeks and pulled it out, the anal beads coming out of her puckered rosebud one at a time.
"You even took all of it in you." He whispered, biting her earlobe and pinching her other nipple. "You're a naughty girl, aren't you?"
Ygritte turned and looked at his face once again. "Is this what you call a sex talk, Domeric Bolton?"
"Yes. Do you enjoy it?"
She flushed a little and nodded.
He felt his chest swell with pride, and once he removed the anal bead from inside her arse, he used his fingers to rub her clitoris, making her fold in his arms as she took hold of his hand with both her hands. Whether she wanted to stop him or keep him going, he didn't know and didn't care.
He rubbed her clitoris in a slow motion, using a little bit of his magic to make his hand vibrate now and then as juices gushed out of her lower lips.
"You enjoy this, don't you, you naughty little minx."
"I… do my lord." She let out before she shuddered in his arms and squirted a large amount of orgasmic fluid down her legs before she came undone.
Her grip around his hand loosened, and her head lulled to the pillow, exhausted from the mind-blowing orgasm she had just gotten.
"Oh no, you don't." He told her and turned her around so that her face was buried in her pillow and her ass was jutting out in the air.
She made for quite a beautiful figure like this. Just ready for him to enter her.
He slapped her arse cheeks, watching them jiggle in delight. "You didn't think that you would get to sleep after arousing me, did you?" Saying that he put his cock between her arse cheeks and started slowly rubbing the area, stimulating her rosebud, which winked a few times in response, making him want to take her right then and there.
But he controlled himself and then lined up his cock with her slick slit, parting it slightly to show the pink folds underneath.
As if knowing what was about to come, Ygritte used the last of her strength to look back up at him and said in a tired and excited voice, "Ruin me, Dom."
"Gladly, my love," he replied and slowly entered her hot and velvety folds.
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