Chapter 13 - Lady Captain (18+)

Everyone waited with baited breathes as the knight moved to remove his helm. Never before had someone so utterly demolished seasoned knights, gone toe-to-toe with a living legend like Ser Barristan Selmy and had destroyed a King's Guard with a single punch. They wanted to know who he was and where did he come from.

The moment the helm came off, loud gasps ran through the crowd, as everyone was surprised by the face behind the utter devastation of the knights that had come across him at the melee.

It was their beloved prince, Orys Baratheon.

The moment of silence was broken by the loud cheering of the small folk as they rejoiced seeing their prince. Even the Lords clapped politely, though the shock was present on their faces. It was known that prince did not attend tourneys and only showed his face since it was required of the royal family to be present on the first day.

But, to see him participate in one was an even bigger surprise. The Royal Family was shocked, but the two people who were seething were Baelish and Renly. There was no surprise there. Both had been constantly ridiculed by Orys whenever he saw them and now, they had to live with the fact that they lost 1000 gold dragons by betting against him and his fiancé, who looked pretty smug right now and was giving the two of them a smile that made them realize they had been played.

The cheering was broken by the King as he stood up with a proud smile on his face before he addressed his son, "Well done, my boy! You are a true Baratheon! Just like you father! Hahaha, did you see that Ser Barristan? My son beat your old ass and punched the Kingslayer in the face!" Robert exclaimed this as he laughed like an idiot and looked at Ser Barristan.

The knight just smiled proudly, "I can see that, your grace. I couldn't be prouder as a teacher." His voice radiated his happiness and truth. He was truly happy that his student had surpassed. He once thought the same about another prince, but he knew that this one wouldn't plunge the realm into war.

Robert spoke a few more words to the crowd before passing the chest filled of gold to Orys who handed it to one of his men and instructed him to 'do what was decided.' The crowd was then dispersed as they were told to return the day after tomorrow to watch the jousting, the main event of the tourney.

And with that, the crowd began dispersing slowly.

~ Orys' Chambers, A few hours later ~

The champion of the melee had been working on a few projects after relaxing from his win and spending some time with his betrothed, and was finally free now. As if knowing he was free now, the former Lady of the Iron Islands walked in and closed the door to his chambers.

She was wearing a tight outfit that showed off her curves and pushed her ample breasts up, giving them a nice, juicy look.

Yara Greyjoy had been waiting for this night for a while now, and she was finally going to get what she always desired.

"Well, Lady Captain, I believe now that I've won, your sweet, … what's the word, ah yes, 'booty' is all mine!"

The true heir of the Iron Throne, Orys Baratheon exclaimed as he grabbed Yara around the waist. The Ironborn beauty's eyes drifted towards his strong, muscular arms which pulled her in. Her heaving breasts almost popped the buttons of the shirt that she was wearing. Soon enough, his hands moved down to cup Yara's firm backside to give it a squeeze.

It could not be more plain what particular booty Orys was after. Yara decided to go all in and kiss the handsome Prince on the lips. He returned the kiss with favour and aggression. He tore out her clothes, and she did so a little bit at his. It did not take long for the two soon to be lovers to be left in tattered clothes.

Slowly, but surely, Yara unsheathed Orys' cock. Many women were tamed and many other women were broken by it. The tails of Orys' mighty endowment reached her ears and Yara knew one thing to be plain. She needed a piece of that, right now.

"I believe a champion should be rewarded, so please let me, my lord," Yara said sultrily.

Slowly, Orys smirked, as this beautiful woman played with his cock and balls. He swept her off her feet and onto the bed. The rest of the clothes came off. Yara's luscious breasts, capped off by dark nipples popped out. While Orys loved plundering the 'booty', what was booty without a nice supple chest, he mused to himself.

Yara cried out in pleasure as Orys groped her tits. He was rough, but efficient, and she loved it for it. Her hips bucked up even more as he squeezed Yara's breasts hard. She was moist around him and the tip of his cock edged against her pussy.

"Now, time to make you, my salt wife," Orys growled.

Orys pinned his conquest down by the hips and slammed deep into Yara's warm pussy. Those hungry walls enveloped Orys' cock. The deeper that he pushed into her, the more Yara's hips just moved back and forth, to engulf him. She looked up at him with lustful eyes as Orys pushed all the way into her.

Slowly, but surely, Orys made her submit to him. Oh, Yara found herself just burning with desire. Orys cupped her breasts and made her cry out in pleasure.

"Nothing has ever felt this good," Yara moaned. "Mmmm, that spear is just as good as advertised."

Orys repeatedly speared Yara's tight and wet hole while she clamped down onto him. He spread her legs and kissed all the way down her legs. Slowly, Yara tightened around him and squeezed Orys hard the faster that he plunged into her. He drove her completely wild with a never-ending ride of lust. His balls slapped down onto Yara and made her hips jerk up to meet his thrusts.

"No other man can grant such pleasure, Yara. But then again, I'm no mere man," Orys growled. "And here you cum."

Yara squirted all over the place, coating his member with her juices. He slowly slid into her and buried himself into her. He buried the real treasure into her tight, deep, wet moist cavern. Orys rocked her body, and drove Yara completely wild with pleasure.

"Make me your personal cock thrall!" Yara moaned. "My holes are yours."

"Oh, and speaking of holes, that reminds me."

Orys slid his fingers against Yara's tight back opening. She had let her guard down and thus left her rear unguarded. Which was a mistake that Orys intended to exploit to drive her completely and blissfully mad. Orys pulled out of her and flipped Yara over.

Orys cupped her face and dominated Yara with a kiss. His hands roamed against her tender ass and nice round breasts. It would only be a matter of time before the two got into it with some wild, hard fucking once again. The lust of these two hot-blooded lovers could not be contained for long and the night was young.