"Why so quiet?"

You turn to Ygritte, a smile playing at the corners of your mouth as you notice the fire in her eyes. "And what of you, my wildflower?" You ask, your voice a gentle taunt. "Do you wish to bear the son that will rule the seven kingdoms? You don't want to sire the next heir."

Ygritte's cheeks flush with color, and she steps forward, her breasts heaving with each breath. "I'd rather bear a hundred bastards with a man who's earned his place than one with a self-proclaimed god," she spits, her hand resting on the hilt of your cock. "A real man doesn't need prophecies to prove his worth."

Your cock grew hard as all three women eyes are on you. They knew the power you hold over them, and it was thrilling. Dany's gaze flickered to your crotch, her own desire clear despite her feigned indifference. Ygritte's hand tightened around your shaft, her other hand moving to cup your balls, her eyes blazing with challenge and passion. Melisandre's eyes remained on your face, her smile knowing.

You throw a comment at the wilding woman. "You speak of a man's worth, yet you stand here with your hand on the cock of a man who's claimed to be the king by right of might. Does that make me any less of a man?" You ask her with a smirk, your cock twitching at the thought of her challenge.

Ygritte's grip tightens, her eyes never leaving yours. "You're a man alright," she says, her voice low and seductive. "But whether you're the one promised or not, you'll have to prove it to me first."

The red woman insist. "My king, together we can make it happen. Trust in me, and I will give you the world. Don't fuck this... this creature. You are better than her. She's just a savage," Melisandre whispers in your ear, her breath hot and sweet.

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