Chapter 03

Chapter 3: Lyanna Stark

The royal flagship, 'Robert's Warhammer' glided across the waters of the Narrow Sea as Robert stood on the prow of the ship feeling the gentle sea breeze across his face.

While making the arrangements for his great progress, Jon Arryn wished to discuss a few matters with Robert and so the two of them retired to the Tower of the Hand.

"Robert, I'm glad to see that you are taking a more active role in the governing of the realm. It will do well for the Lords and people to see their King and you can gauge the true state of the Kingdom for yourself," the wise old lord stated before starting to wheeze.

Robert got up and fetched him a cup of water and made sure that he was well.

"Do not worry, my boy. Such ailments are the regular occurrences at my age. Which is why I wanted to speak with you," Jon said and proceeded to explain that his health was starting to fail him and he did not how much longer he would be able to act as Hand of the King.

Robert tried to wave it off and assure the Lord of the Vale that all he needed was a few weeks of rest and he would be back to his old self. But the lord smiled and said that they both knew that his time was drawing to an end and they needed to make preparations for the future.

Robert did wish to discuss the death of the man who had been a father to him for most of his life but eventually conceded to his Hand's request.

And thus, now he was sailing with his retinue towards the North. If there was anyone that Robert thought worthy of succeeding Jon Arryn as Hand of the King, it was Ned Stark. His best friend, loyal ally and the man who he loved more than his own blood brothers.

Jon had argued that while Ned was an honorable and good lord, he was not the kind of mind who was well versed in courtly intrigues and politics.

To which Robert had countered that it was why Ned was the perfect choice. In a city filled with liars and schemers, he would need someone who was loyal and trustworthy to guard his back.

And so, it was decided Robert would begin his progress in the North with Ned at his side, so that he too could learn about the situation of the realm. And then when both he and Ned returned to the capital, Jon Arryn could help Ned adjust to his new position before retiring back to the Vale for the remainder of his days.

Robert was seated back in his cabin, sipping on a cup of wine listening to soothing sounds of the waves crashing against the ship's hull.

It was a refreshing change of pace from listening to the bitching and whining of his wife and brat of an eldest son. Honestly, those two could find faults and offenses with the movements of the wind and sea waves if given the chance. At times, he wished that he could have left his annoying family back at the capital but Jon had insisted that they accompany him.

"The royal family not joining you on this grand progress would send all the wrong messages to the lords of the realm. You need to show

That the crown is united and secure," his Hand had explained to him and Robert had agreed.

The King of the Seven Kingdoms decided to focus on more pleasant thoughts instead of his nightmare of a family. It would be good to see Ned again, it had been nearly nine years since they had last seen each other.

The Demon of the Trident and Quiet Wolf of the North had smashed the walls of Pyke and crushed Balon Greyjoy's pathetic attempt to rebel against the crown.

'Oh, now those were the days. The rush and thrill of battle and bedding a beautiful wench after standing victorious on the battlefield. Were there any greater pleasures in life?' Robert mused to himself.

Robert then remembered that it would also be more than sixteen years since he had visited the North and the ancient castle of Winterfell.

Both he and Ned had journeyed to his friend's home for a visit while they were fostering in the Eyrie. Ned had been thrilled when Robert agreed to join him and was eager to show his friend the home and lands of his ancestors.

He also wanted to introduce Robert to his family since he had often written about the future Lord of the Stormlands to them. Particularly Ned's sister, the Lady Lyanna Stark. Ned had already been excited when Robert expressed his interest in forging a betrothal with Lyanna after hearing Ned's description and stories of the fierce She- wolf. His friend had promptly written to his father conveying Robert's proposal and Lord Rickard had invited them both for a visit to see if an alliance could be formed.

Robert had been excited to meet Lyanna Stark, the wild beauty and tempestuous nature described by Ned made her out to be the perfect match for a man like himself. Perhaps, the She-wolf would be able to calm the Storm or would the Storm tame the She-Wolf.

It had been nearly a week since Robert and Ned had arrived in Winterfell.

Upon their arrival, Ned introduced him to his family that had gathered in the courtyard to welcome them. His parents, Lord Rickard Stark and Lady Lyarra Stark, the Lord and Lady of Winterfell. His sister, Lady Lyanna Stark and the youngest brother, Benjen Stark. Ned's elder brother and Lord Rickard's heir, Brandon Stark was currently fostering in Barrowtown and would be returning home shortly.

Lord Rickard was exactly how he imagined him to be after hearing descriptions of the ancient Kings of Winter, with dark brown hair that was streaked with a few greys and a long, stern face and steel grey eyes. The Lord of Winterfell radiated quite dignity and authority. It was easy to see that both Ned and Benjen took after his father in both looks.

Lady Lyarra shared the Stark coloring of her husband and children since she was Lord Rickard's cousin by birth, with her brown hair that was neatly woven into a simple braid and grey orbs. But unlike her husband, Lady Lyarra's features gave off warmth and kindness though one could see the glimmers of a fierce personality if they looked carefully. She was one of those few women who had managed to retain their beauty and age gracefully.

When Robert laid eyes on Lyanna Stark, he felt as if the visage that had haunted his dreams ever since Ned had first told him about his sister, had come to life before him. She possessed the typical Stark features of her family but her pale unblemished skin and freely flowing locks coupled with stormy grey eyes gave her the appearance of a true wild beauty. She was only 16 years old and had started to blossom into a true beauty. She appeared a bit boyish but one could make out the womanly curves, from the outlines of her dress.

During his first week at Winterfell, Robert had done his best to make a good impression with Ned's parents while expressing his interest in

Taking Lyanna as his wife in the future. Though not overly welcoming in the beginning, Lord Rickard had treated Robert with all the grace and courtesy that his station as the future Lord Paramount of the Stormlands had commanded, but lately he was starting to warm towards Robert. The Lord of Winterfell had also expressed that he would be willing to accept Robert's proposal but would need a little time before making his final decision.

The young Stormlord also tried to get to know Lyanna better by accompanying her on rides and sharing tales of his homeland and the Eyrie.

Usually, all Robert had to do was flash his charm and title and women of both common and noble births would flock to him like flies on honey, but Lyanna Stark was something else entirely. However, this challenge only served to fuel his desire for her further

Ned had informed him that apart from riding, his sister had a keen interest in swordplay as well and shared tales of their childhood games where she would challenge her brothers to duels with wooden sticks. Of course, Lord Rickard had put an end to her childishness once she had grown up enough to begin learning the duties of a lady.

So, Robert had tried to connect with her, by offering to give her lessons in secret away from the castle walls during their rides as he did not want to displease his host. Lyanna seemed to be hesitant to accept his offer but after being assured by Ned, she consented and started to learn from Robert.

With passing time, both Robert and Lyanna started to grow close, only for it to abruptly end when Lyanna learned that he had fathered a bastard in the Eyrie. Robert did not deny nor make up some excuse like he usually did with other women. He wanted to be honest with Lyanna for some reason.

"I will not lie to you, my lady. I am flawed man and have my share of failings. If I were to be honest, I cannot promise that I will not stray

From you in the future. But believe me, when I say that what I feel for you is unlike anything I have ever felt and if you would allow me the chance, I would strive to be a good husband to you," Robert said with all the sincerity that he could muster.

Lyanna simply stared at him with her piercing eyes, searching for something. And just as Robert was going to speak again, she turned around and left. Robert felt depressed and spent the next few days trying to speak with her again but she avoided him.

One evening as Robert returned to his guest chambers to retire for the night, he was greeted by an unexpected visitor.

"Lady Lyanna, this is an unexpected surprise. Is everything well?" Robert asked.

Lyanna was dressed in a simple grey dress, with her hair tied at the back in a ponytail. Robert also noticed that she was wearing a pair of breeches underneath her dress.

"I'm fine, It's just that…. I wish to make a confession," Lyanna replied.

Robert motioned his hand to get Lyanna to say something. Lyanna placed a hand on hip and glared Robert dead on in the eye.

"I think I hate you."

Well, that was not the statement that he was expecting. Suddenly, no sooner as Lyanna had said the words, she threw herself at Robert and gave him a passionate kiss.

This was a mixed message if there ever was one. Robert took a moment to regain his senses before he kissed her back.

Lyanna pulled away from Robert, displeasure marring her beautiful face.

"I shouldn't be enamored by some southern lordling… but I am and…..well it's frustrating," Lyanna huffed in an annoyed tone.

"I've never been a conventional lady. I do not enjoy sowing and singing nor do I dream of tourneys and pretty dresses. Marriage to some stuffy lord and spending my days locked away in some keep are my worst nightmare."

"Riding my horse across the open fields of the North and wielding a sword like my brothers, these are my dreams. And then to have someone like you come along…. You've caused me to feel all these new emotions. Now, thoughts of you plague not just my dreams but my waking moments as well."

"You claim that what you feel for me is not something more than lust but I am certain that my own feelings regarding you are nothing more than just that. So now there is only solution," Lyanna said as she slowly undid the first few laces of her dress, allowing it to drop slightly off her shoulders.

"Lyanna, what are you doing? We are in your family's castle; I am your father's guest and Ned is my closest friend. I cannot dishonor both you and your family," Robert protested despite the stirring within his loins.

"I never thought about doing something like this as well but I cannot ignore my own feelings. So, we shall do this to quell both our desires and if our feelings still persist then we shall now that it is more than just lust. Please Robert, I'll… I won't be able to sleep soundly till we settle this and….."

Robert grabbed Lyanna before she could finish and pulled her into an extended kiss.

The two of them displayed a passion of tongue and saliva. They tried to maul each other's lips and their fingernails ripped each other's clothes. Lyanna managed to rip Robert's tunic and expose his muscular chest.

"One time, just to satisfy my curiosity. And then you will leave if I tell you to without protest," Lyanna said.

"You have my word, Lyanna." Robert answered with grin.

Lyanna decided to wipe that goofy grin off of his face with another kiss, as her hands roamed on their own accord elsewhere.

The dark-haired beauty did not waste much time in sliding Robert's breeches down below his ankles and a juicy, thick, cock stuck out for Lyanna's consumption.

She looked at the manhood, with an eye full of it. Lyanna slowly wrapped a hand around it and pumped him up and down.

"Where did you learn that from?" Robert questioned and Lyanna explained that she had read a great deal about the ways of the flesh from ancient Lyseni tomes stored in the Winterfell library after experiencing her first moonblood. The tomes had been gathering dust in a long-forgotten corner until Lyanna came upon while searching for another tome for her studies.

"Though the drawings in the books did not prepare me for this. I… didn't know you would be so big," Lyanna said as she failed miserably to school the astonished look on her face.

"Well, I'm glad to exceed your expectations," Robert said.

The sight of the gigantic cock caused her thighs to heat up in anticipation. Remembering all that she had read, she teased both Robert and herself by massaging his cock with both hands. And she did need both hands to give Robert the pleasure which was needed. Plus, this entire cock needed to be gripped.

Robert smiled at Lyanna's awe while watching his throbbing cock expand underneath her hands. Seconds passed before Lyanna released his cock, so that she could take off her breeches allowing her beautiful pussy with a thin strip of hair to be put on display.

Robert smiled and pushed one finger into her dripping pussy, to feel how warm she was. Robert thought how remarkable it was to gush.

"For someone who claims to hate me, you're pretty wet," Robert said in a teasing manner.

"Just shut up and fuck me," Lyanna growled.

Robert decided to let her hang for a bit. His fingers pushed deep into Lyanna and stretched her depths out with a couple of long, and passionate pumps. He worked further into her, each time feeling her insides. Those walls wrapped around his throbbing cock would feel so good.

"Oh, you… you're making me cum with just your fingers!" Lyanna yelled.

He sped up to give Lyanna a slight feeling of vibration and really blow her mind. Lyanna kept pushing up towards Robert's probing fingers. He made sure to enter her as deep and fluidly as possible with those thrusts, that he had in mind. Robert shoved more of his fingers inside of her.

"Yes, just making sure that you are properly warmed up," Robert said as he slipped his fingers out and tasted the juices off of them.

He laid Lyanna down on the bed, before climbing on top of her so that he could pin her down properly. Their lips entangled together in an extremely heated and passionate kiss. The fury involved on both sides made this encounter extremely exciting.

Lyanna groaned as Robert's cock head bumped up against her cunt. Vibrations of pleasure shot all the way through her body with Robert leaning down. She tried to bring her legs around Robert's muscular body. Robert responded by putting his hands on her legs and slowly ran down them. Robert's ministrations managed to drive Lyanna wild with desire.

"What do you want from me?" Robert asked.

Lyanna looked up at him, dazed. Her pussy ached, so empty, it needed to be filled in the worst way. Her body would burn up if it didn't get a big, throbbing cock inside her now.

"You know what I want," Lyanna said in an annoyed tone, longing for the release that only Robert's cock could provide.

"Yes, But I want to hear you say the words," Robert answered.

"I want you to pin me down on this bed and fuck me," Lyanna said. "I want you to put that big cock inside me, and pound me until I cum and I want you to make me keep cumming until you fill me full of your seed."

Lyanna rested her hands on Robert's back and pushed him closer towards her opening. His cock danced on the edge of her dripping pussy. Lyanna needed him, needed more of him, needed him jammed so far inside of her, her body was getting very hungry at the thought of having all of Robert inside of her. She pushed him closer, breathing in and breathing out at the thought of having as much cock as possible inside her.

"Yes, take that big cock, and fuck me, please," Lyanna begged him.

"Well, if that's what you really wanted," Robert said with a smirk, causing Lyanna to almost roll her eyes in response.

However, a moment later she did roll her eyes but for a completely different reason as Robert slid into her pussy.

She felt the brief piercing pain of her maidenhead being broken, only to be replaced with a feeling of pleasure that she had never felt before after a few short moments.

Lyanna clamped down on him, several inches worth of Robert's cock slid into her body. Her fire had been quenched with the thickness of

Her lover sliding deep into her.

Robert pushed half of his length into Lyanna. He slid out a little bit and the path inside the second time was much easier. He stuffed Lyanna with about as much of his cock as possible.

"I don't think you expected this, in all of your wet dreams," Robert said.

Lyanna was about ready to protest that she didn't have any wet dreams. But that would be a lie. Ever since she had laid eyes upon the young Stormlord, she felt a heat grow in her nether regions. She had tried to suppress these urges and feelings but had been failing miserably and felt ashamed at the fact that she was not that different from the simpering maidens who dreamed of brave and strong knights.

When she had first flowered, her lady mother had explained to her about all the new feelings and changes that she would experience. But neither her mother's wise words nor the knowledge within the scandalous tomes, could have ever prepared her for what she was feeling at this moment.

If this was the pleasure that Robert felt when he was with a woman then she could not fault him for wanting to feel it as much as possible.

She was could not dwell on her thoughts for too long as all she could truly focus on at this moment was how hard and how much Robert was making her cum. His hips crashed down onto hers, pushing more of this thick, throbbing cock into her body. Lyanna grabbed Robert's back and responded with a hungry moan, a moan which grew even more in prominence each time he pushed inside her.

Robert could feel Lyanna clamp down on him. She was so hot. Robert prepared to bring her to an orgasm. The first of many, he was sure throughout this night. He pushed deeper into her and delved

Into her hot, molten warmth. Her walls slid around him, clamping down on him.

"Yes, fuck me, fuck me senseless!" Lyanna begged him.

Hands rubbed down Lyanna's legs and it drove her absolutely crazy to feel such a large throbbing organ burying into her body. His balls slapped down on her and brought her to more passionate displays of pleasure. So much lust burned through her body, along with Robert's cock burying through her. The massive cock speared between her legs.

"Right there, right there, that's the spot, oooh, right there!" Lyanna moaned.

She came down around Robert when he pushed deeper into her. Everything was coming.

"You can't get enough of my cock," Robert said. He ran his fingers along her cunt. "You're going to cum harder than you ever came before….you're going to submit to me, my she-wolf."

Lyanna tried to disagree but her body betrayed her. Robert held her down and drilled his massive cock inside her body. Her body stretched out from what he was doing from her. She came so hard; it was amazing how much cock she took into herself.

"I need… so much….oooh God, I'm cumming," Lyanna breathed. "I like it, so hard, to me! Fuck me, drill me with that big cock."

Robert smiled and pulled out of Lyanna. Lyanna whined at the loss of such a mighty spear buried inside of her.

However, she soon realized that the real fun was about begin when Robert flipped her over. He pushed her down on the bed and started to ram deep into Lyanna while she was pressed against the bed.

The pounding of his thick cock made Lyanna lose her mind pretty much all over again. Robert plunged deeper into her, her pussy clamping. Robert held her arms back while thrusting into her and this feat of domination made Lyanna even hungrier for him.

"Damn it, Robert, ooooh, Robert, that's too much…"

Robert cupped her perky breasts in his hands while slamming down into her hips. Lyanna twitched around his cock when he squeezed them very hard.

"Look at you, just dripping, you must really like it when I squeeze your tits," Robert told her.

Lyanna wasn't going to deny how much she loved it because she really loved it. She really loved Robert's hands taking her breasts and squeezing them so hard she came. His fingers dug into the fleshy orbs as he kept pounding away at her.

"Yes, you're mine, and you're going to cum for me and keep cumming," Robert said. "I'm sure going to make your first time very memorable."

Lyanna squeezed him, wanting his seed in the worst way. He kept pounding her, her walls contracting around him every time the cock slid into the depths of the Stark maiden. Those warm and molten depths made her extremely hot and made her want even more of him.

Robert decided to play with her ass a little bit and spank it. This only made Lyanna cum harder and the feeling of that ass being smacked, made Robert's balls throb even more.

"You're going to make me cum inside of you, how do you like that?"

Lyanna dug her nails into the furs of the bed, with Robert pounding her all the way to the edge of another orgasm. Once Lyanna finished up with her orgasm, Robert really lets her have it, in every single way

Possible. His balls contracted and released his cum inside her body, splashing her walls full of his seed and filling her to the brim.

Robert wasn't done with her yet; his cock was still hard despite just unloading inside of her. Lyanna wondered what fresh pleasures was awaiting her.

"I hope I didn't finish you off just yet."

"No," Lyanna said. "Not by a long shot. Bring it, Stormlord."

Robert may possess the fury of a storm but she was a Stark and Starks always endured.So, they continued throughout the night, taxing both the bed and Lyanna's limits.

The aftermath resulted in Lyanna dropping her head down on Robert's chest. She was sore, sticky, and very satisfied as a result of what happened.

"Okay, fine, a couple more times, just for good measure," Lyanna said. "But, I swear, that's all."

Robert smiled and offered a patronizing statement in response. "As you command, my lady."

This earned him a glare, and Lyanna grabbed his shoulder as hard as she could, even if it didn't really hurt Robert. It was the thought that counted.

"Maybe a marriage to you would not be the worst thing in the world," Lyanna said causing a huge smile to break out across Robert's face.

"I promise Lyanna that when we wed, I shall strive to fulfil your heart's every desire and be a good husband.» Robert stated excitedly.

«You'll love the Stormlands. We can spend our days racing across the wild open fields. I'll teach you to hunt and wield the sword even. But most importantly, we'll be happy.»

Lyanna almost broke out into laughter.

"Oh, sweet Robert?" Lyanna asked. "I can tell that you love me but love cannot change a man's nature."

"What do you mean?" Robert said.

"How about this, you let me have my horse and sword and in return I won't begrudge you the pleasure you find in the beds of other women. Provided that you remain discreet and do not shame me publicly," Lyanna said.

"You are truly one of a kind, my she-wolf," Robert said.

End of Flashback