Epilogue: The Winds of Winter

Robb enjoyed every touch of Sansa's soft skin, every little strand of auburn hair tickling his face, every contact of their lips. It would be the last time for - well, maybe forever. He didn't want to think about it. No, he wouldn't allow it. He had to come back for her, and for the child growing in her womb. "My queen", he whispered as she bit his shoulder, overwhelmed by the pleasure he was inflicting on her. Just as a loud thunder rumbled outside, they both came. Sansa moaned in his neck as her whole body convulsed in lust. Panting heavily, she rested her head on his chest.
"Looks like Winter is not the only thing coming today", she said playfully. The white raven had arrived in the late afternoon, announcing what their House words warned about - Winter was here.
Robb laughed, then sighed. "Sansa, love. There was another raven."
She noticed the seriousness in his tone and lifted herself up, looking him in the eyes. "What is it?"
Robb did almost not have the heart to tell her. "King Stannis and Lord Commander Mormont have summoned the realm North. The White Walkers are on the move. It begins."
She looked at him with concern in her beautiful blue eyes. Robb knew she wouldn't cry, she was too strong for that. "When will you go?"
"Tomorrow. They cannot track the Others, and they need as many men as soon as possible."
Sansa sighed in dismay. "Come back to me, Robb."
He cupped her face and kissed her. "I will. But you must rule Winterfell in the meantime."
Sansa looked at him with sad eyes. He kissed her again. "You'll do fine. Listen to mother and Ser Rodrik and Maester Luwin."
"It'll be cold, all alone in this bed", she lamented.
"About that", Robb answered, now grinning and suddenly threw her off. She gasped in surprise as he got up and walked to the door, naked. He left the room and came back with {if daenerys_lover=1}Daenerys{else}Gilly{endif}, Sera and Margaery following him. Sansa gave him a questioning look.
"You should not be alone while I'm gone, Sansa. Margaery was very eager when I invited her, she said you're the prettiest girl she's met."
Sansa was utterly confused. "What?"
"Milady", Margaery said in a soft and sensual voice and smirked.
"Show her", Robb said, and the Tyrell girl dropped her fur coat to reveal her naked, slender body. The Northern climate had made her almost as pale as Sansa. She climbed onto the bed and lay on her back. "Sit on her face", Robb invited Sansa.
"I... what? Sit?"
"Yes. I promise, you'll like it."
Carefully, Sansa sat up and put one leg over Margaery's body, then lowered herself onto her. "Just... sit down?"
Robb nodded and guided his sister so her pussy made direct contact with the Southron girl's mouth. Margaery immediately started licking her, making Sansa moan out in pleasure. "Oh..."
Robb gently bent her upper body forward and signaled the other two girls to get naked and join them. Sera climbed on top of her former employer and put her mouth on Sansa's butt, coaxing more sounds of pleasure out of the Redhead as she started licking it. {if daenerys_lover=1}Daenerys{else}Gilly{endif} sat down in front of Sansa and started kissing her breasts. Robb watched as his sister completely lost control and just allowed the three girls to pleasure her body. It didn't take long until Sansa came again, her whole body twitching and trembling. She collapsed on the bed.
Robb lay down next to her again and caressed her face. "They will serve you whenever you need them, darling."
Sansa took a few deep breaths, a rapt smile on her face. "Thank you", she whispered.