The King and his future Queen

A/N: Well, here comes the second half of my smut sequence of chapters. What? You thought the last chapter was it for now? I did make you wait for a while after making the promise by getting extra busy. So, consider this a way of making it up to you all.

Read, enjoy, and review!

Eventually, the two of them broke away to breathe but suddenly, Sansa noticed that her betrothed's face shifted into a knowing smirk.

"What is it?" She asked as she returned the smile, amused.

"Well, it's just that I remembered what you told me about using my powers to restore energy to the lower half of your body so that you wouldn't have trouble walking tomorrow if I ended up being too rough and I just realized that gave me an idea I would like to try out, if you don't mind," Jon replied.

The naked redhead chuckled. "Well, I am a little tired after you had your way with me but now I am curious so, go ahead...ooooh," She added with an abrupt shudder.

Suddenly, Sansa felt her exhaustion and soreness dissipate, replaced by a fountain of lust starting to leak from her thighs.

"Fuck," The rightful Lady of Winterfell swore as she stared at her brother's cock as it returned to hardness with hunger in her gaze. "So you can not only accelerate the growth of my sexual desires but also get rid of my soreness and tiredness from the last session? That's...convenient," She muttered with a moan.

"So it seems," Jon said with a gasp of his own as he stared at her hardened nipples and dripping folds.

Then he shook his for a moment and hurried to lay down on the white bed himself, before spreading his legs to her.

"Do you want to go on top this time?"

"Like you even have to ask," Sansa said with a groan of arousal as she climbed back on the bed.

Before long, she used her hand to place her beloved's cock in the right place and impaled herself on it as fast as she could.

The future queen screamed at the top of her lungs, the ecstasy she was experiencing at her very core spreading all over her sweaty, flushed body.

"Gods, this feels so GOOD!" She howled, as she increased her speed. "And it truly fits so well inside me I am starting to think you used your wish for that!"

The redhead couldn't see Jon's face because she had her back to him from that position but she did hear him groan in pleasure as she fell down on him over and over again.

"I have used my powers quite a few times by now but I swear to you that I hadn't cheated when it comes to the size of my cock," He promised. "We simply are...a great, physical match."

Sansa didn't have her necklace that detected lies at that moment but at that moment, she believed him with every fiber of her being, and it made her eyes rolled to the back of her head, screaming in pleasure to the heavens as she came, hard.

She started panting for a few moments as she recovered her breath, the still hard cock of her wonderful brother within her cunt. Eventually, she removed it from her folds, feeling the loss even then but still turning around to caress his face with a tender touch.

"I really do love you," Sansa said with a dreamy sigh. "So, if you don't mind, I would prefer to look into your eyes the next time you shoot your seed inside me."

And with that, she laid down on her back on the side of the bed.

Jon inhaled sharply at that. "Of course," Was all he said before moving so that he could place himself in position.

She spread her legs widely for him and the two of them locked their gaze, full of desire and affection for each other. And before she knew it, her beloved sibling found the mark and entered her willing pussy.

They both moaned at the contact, craving each other's touch as Jon increased his pace.

"So," Her brother said with a grunt. "Out of curiosity, aside from Margaery, would you like to pounce on any other attractive woman if given the opportunity?"

Sansa gasped as he penetrated her deeply as he finished the sentence. "Well... as I said, I do find Val attractive, so, perhaps her, if she agrees...fuck..." She swore as another thrust hit the entrance of her womb so deliciously. "If you end up bring in Sarella to the fold, then maybe her too, but I don't really know how she looks like or if she leans that way so it's hard to say."

Despite everything, Jon slowed down, chuckling.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that last part," He said, his tone seemingly amused. "After all, I learned she also likes both men and women, like you."

Suddenly, Sansa's vision was consumed by a mental image of a very attractive, half-naked Dornish woman and another woman devouring her pussy like she was starving.

The redhead gasped at that as her vision turned back to normal, and saw that her lover couldn't help but smirk at that. "That was Sarella," He confirmed. "I kind of, errr, learned of her preferences by accident as a poorly worded and timed side effect of a wish but when I broached the topic to her, she didn't deny it."

"I see..." Sansa said as she groaned in pleasure. "Well, I have to admit that she does look more than a little...fuck...beautiful," She added, the fire within her legs threatening to consume her. "Anything else I should know about now that we are on this topic?"

Her betrothed paused for a second, as if making up his mind about something but that slowed down his speed to a crawl, which frustrated her. "Well, I suppose I hadn't told you yet that when I first met with Arya on Braavos, I found her naked in the arms of voluptuous woman, and their room was reeking of sex."

Sansa gripped the sheets of the bed on instinct at that revelation, her cunt at risk of overflowing.

"What?!" She screamed, her pupils surely dilated. "And you were waiting until now to tell me?!"

Jon actually had the nerve to laugh. "Spur of the moment? Sorry."

Then, as if trying to make it up to her, he increased the pace one more, which made her moaned in ecstasy yet again.

"Oh, and remember the Prophecy of Liberation I was telling you about?" He said with a grunt. "Well, that woman I found Arya with, Bellegere Otherys, actually fits their omens better than anyone else for a section of their sacred scroll so, part of the deal with the Iron Bank was to bring her in with me back to the North as a Braavosi representative. And assuming Arya ever comes around, she did tell me that she would like to join us in bed if that happened so perhaps you might get quite familiar with her if that comes to pass," The new God of **** told her as he trusted deeper inside her. "And just so you know, this is how she looks like."

And just like that, Sansa saw an exotic, dark-skinned beauty in her mind's eye, her thoughts drawn to her magnificent naked form.

Before the image was completely gone from her sight, the redhead moved her hand towards her outer folds and started to rub them as fast as she could. The future queen's moans reached a crescendo, the lustful thoughts that were flooding her mind making her grin in delight as she stared at her wonderous brother with desire in her gaze.

"Oh, yes! Now that would be amazing!" She shrieked in joy as she fingered herself. "But if all goes well, you will have to satisfy us all so why don't you start with me? Fuck me as fast as you can!"

"As you wish my queen," Jon said with a groan, his face frowning in concentration. "Literally, it seems."

And with that, her beloved brother started fucking her with inhuman speed, the movement of his thrusts blurring with the next.

Sansa trembled with pleasure as he hammered away at her snatch, her eyes seeing stars as she started to experience a whole new level of bliss. Sansa locked her legs around her king and lover just in time to sense the familiar pressure building up within him. He gasped.

"I am about to...to..."

"Inside!" She howled, he eyes surely delirious with pleasure. "Fill me up right now!"

Jon didn't seem to need any more encouragement, for that was when he shot stream after stream of his cum right there and then. Their screams echoed across the yard of their private world, as they reveled in their passion for each other.

Then, after a few long moments, her brother dismounted her and started panting, her own ragged breaths not far behind.

"Jon?" Sansa called after a couple of minutes in silence.

"Yes?"

"We are going to be alright," She said confidently, her expression beaming with radiance. "I just know it."

He chuckled at that and kissed her lips tenderly. "With you by my side? I have to agree."

And with that, they headed inside the house to clean themselves up in a shared bath, using the advanced tool from another world that her brother discovered which was called a shower.

A/N: Well, I did promise some smut before the hiatus and I hope to have delivered with these past 2 chapters. We are heading back to more plot-centric developments in the next one. Until then, feel free to leave a comment down below. See ya!