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Published:2021-09-23Updated:2023-07-25Words:271,706Chapters:56/?Comments:509Kudos:1,150Bookmarks:152Hits:152,565

The lust of the dragon wolf

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Chapter 2 : Confrontation

Summary:

Catelyn threatens Jon to keep quiet about what they did the night before.

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She's so scared she can't sleep, she'd thought she'd humiliated the bastard but it turned out to be quite the opposite. She'd allowed another man other than her husband to touch her lasciviously and worst of all was that she was touching herself and thinking about her ex-fiancé Brandon, Catelyn had never called the bastard by his name but the alcohol, the bastard's hands and tongue on her feet, made her fall into a trance and worst of all is that she enjoyed it.

As Catelyn wept she knelt down and began to pray to the seven for the sin she had just committed, she prayed to her mother to have mercy on her and prayed to Heavenly Father to judge her with his good judgment, it had been the bastard's fault that had corrupted her and led her to fall into temptation.

“Please forgive me for thinking of another man who is not my husband, forgive me for accepting the touch of another man who was not the father of my children, I ask forgiveness for touching myself in front of another man and moaning a name that is not my husband”—Catelyn begged while kneeling with her hands clasped and praying feverishly.

When she finishes praying, she pours herself another glass of wine and drinks it to forget what she's done. She has to think of something to shut the bastard up, but she knows he wouldn't tell anyone anything. He's not the kind of man who brags. But she has to be sure the bastard won't say a word about this. Besides, if he did, who would believe a bastard? Everyone knew she hated the bastard, so they'd never believe her.

Catelyn is as worried as if she had committed murder, her heart is beating so hard that it is the only thing that can be heard in the room, why had she asked the bastard for a foot massage? She did not want this touch, she repudiated him, and the worst thing is that she had ordered him to kiss her feet and what the bastard did was more than kiss her feet, he licked them, sucked them, touched her as if she were his woman and Catelyn did not stop him.

Ned had never done anything like that to her. Their intimacy in bed was always with her on the bottom and Ned doing the rest. That was how she'd been raised, what the septas had told her when she was a child. The act between a man and a woman was only for reproductive purposes, not for the woman's enjoyment. The man was the one who had to finish in order to have children, and Catelyn had been touched like a common whore, as if she were a commoner.

When she manages to close her eyes and sleep, her dreams are about the warmth of the bastard's mouth against her feet, his tongue, his strong hands, and his grey eyes looking straight into her eyes as if he could see all her secrets.

Catelyn wakes up before dawn her small clothes and thighs are wet and she realizes she is crossing her legs, when he touches his hand on her womanhood an electric current runs through her whole body and is so sensitive that she can barely place a finger there, she takes off her clothes and bathes in the tub of ice water that is in the room, after the bastard had left she had ordered a tub of hot water, but had fallen asleep from nerves.

When she finished washing she dressed in a dress with the colors of the Stark and Tully houses, she had to be quick and make sure no one saw her go to the bastard's rooms, she had a few minutes to get there, the guards had gone to rest and others would come to replace them.

When she left the room she walked quickly from the guest rooms to the one where the bastard's room was, few people slept in those rooms so they wouldn't hear what she and the bastard were talking about, the last time she spied the bastard he was awake at this time so he gets up early often.

The castle hallways were lit only by the torches on the walls. She walked quickly, not wanting anyone to look at her. Now she only had to turn the corner and she'd reach the guest rooms. Her heart was pounding, and her hands were tingling with nerves.

“What if he threatens me? Or tries to blackmail me?” Catelyn wondered once she was standing in front of the bastard’s door.

The wine had been largely to blame for what had happened last night, so the bastard had taken advantage of her. If he dared to defame her, that would be his justification; the abuse of her status. After all, she was a lady of a great house and married to the guardian of the north. They would believe her and a bastard who came from lust and desire.

Catelyn slips into the bastard's room and is surprised to see that he didn't have the safety lock on, when she enters the bastard was standing in front of his mirror shaving his growing beard, he only had his pants on and from the waist up he was naked, he had a body sculpted by years of exercise, he was not thin as he appeared due to his great height, the muscles in his arms tensed as he ran the razor over his face, the bastard had his hair tied back in a rubber band like Brandon used to do, some loose strands fell over his forehead and never the bastard's.

When she came out of her trance she closed the door behind her and put the padlock to let him know she was there, the bastard didn't look at her until he finished shaving and that made her impatient how a bastard dared to make her wait for Catelyn Stark, lady of Winterfell.

“Lady Catelyn, what a surprise to have you here. I wouldn’t believe we’d have another session so soon. Do you need another foot massage?” the bastard asked shamelessly.

“How dare you shame me like that, you took advantage of me,” Catelyn accused as she approached the bastard and slapped him so hard his hand hurt.

“How dare you continue to mock me? I am the Lady of Winterfell and you are just a bastard, what you did to me last night no one in the castle needs to know, you heard me, no one will believe you and if you even dare to tell the dead in the crypts, I will make sure your father has your head” — Catelyn threatened him, she did not have the courage to order someone to be killed but she had to pretend that she did.

The bastard just smiled at what he had just said and that worried him. Did he see that his threats were just...?

“Are you saying that I was the one who took advantage of you?” The bastard asked while smiling at her, “If I remember correctly, it was you who ordered me to massage your feet, it was you who ordered me to kiss your feet and it was you who masturbated while I did it, so we both share the same sin and I'm afraid that you are a greater one, asking another man to touch you in a way that only a husband should touch his wife. And not just any other man, you asked your husband's son, in addition to moaning the name of your husband's brother while his son pleased you, I wonder what the septa or the lords of Ponente will say?

Catelyn felt her legs tremble, if this got out, if anyone knew what they did it would be all over for her; she would dishonor her father's house and her lord husband.

“No one will believe you, you are just a bastard and I am a highborn lady, you have no proof, it's your word against mine”— Catelyn said, sure of herself, she would have Robb and her brother Edmure against a bastard.

“Am I a bastard now? Last night as you ran your feet over my face and mouth I was Jon to you, Lady Stark,” the bastard mocked as he slowly approached her.

“You’re right, Lady Stark. I have no way of proving what we did last night, but I do remember the moles on your feet. A mole on the sole of your left foot and another on the instep of your right foot. That’s the kind of information a lover would know. Besides, I’ve never been to the Lord’s chambers, but I remember where every piece of furniture in the room was, every little thing that only someone who’s been in those chambers would know. And most importantly, you sent for me. I never went to your chambers of my own free will.” The bastard said, circling her as if he were a wolf and she was his prey.

At this moment Catelyn felt so small and vulnerable that she wanted to cry, she had come here so sure that she would threaten him and everything would return to normal, but the bastard had put an end to all her plans, “If you say anything to anyone you will also fall with me, I will only end my engagement with your father, but you? You will be sent to the wall or worse”— Catelyn threatened as a last option but her voice was beginning to falter and she felt that some tears would come out of her eyes, she had come here so sure of her plan and it had failed miserably.

“What a fool I was”— She thought to herself as the bastard stopped in front of her, she felt the heat of the bastard’s sculpted body and was sure he could burn her with a touch, the bastard placed a finger on her chin and made her look at his face.

“ How can someone so beautiful be so cruel?” Cat thought as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

"Please don't cry Lady Stark, I won't tell anyone about our little encounter" - The bastard assured her while wiping the tear with his thumb, at this moment she couldn't do anything against him, if she screamed and asked for help people would ask what the lady of Winterfell was doing in the bastard's chambers.

“Really?” Catelyn asked in a small whisper as she looked up into the bastard’s grey eyes.

“Aye, I mean it Lady Stark, not a single person will know about this, but there is a price to pay”— Said the bastard with his hoarse voice and his grey eyes turned almost black, while the bastard had his right hand twisting a lock of her hair.

"What do you want?" Catelyn asked, afraid of what she was going to ask for, her heart was beating uncontrollably and she felt like it was going to stop at any moment, the heat from the bastard's body was becoming more suffocating.

The bastard brought his head to her neck and whispered, “Undress, Lady Stark,” the bastard demanded, his voice hoarse in his hatred, and the feeling of his breath against her ear made her shudder.

This was the most degrading thing she was experiencing right now. The bastard wasn't playing, he meant it. He was doing this for his family and his children.

“You must be joking!” Catelyn exclaimed, shocked by the bastard’s request.

“I never joked, Lady Stark, if you want my silence, undress in front of me,” the bastard said as he ran his tongue down her neck and Catelyn felt tears in her eyes, she wanted this all to be a nightmare.

“Fine, I will”— Catelyn said as she walked away from the bastard, she slowly undid the laces of her dress and slid her hands down the sleeves letting the gray dress fall to the floor, now she was naked in front of the bastard who looked her up and down with his gray eyes, it was so cold in the bastard's room that her nipples were hard, she felt so ashamed of them, she just wanted this to be over with once and for all.

The bastard started circling her while smiling, she wanted to cover her nakedness and go to her rooms, if her children knew what the bastard was doing to their mother they would hate him.

“You are very beautiful Catelyn”— Said the bastard standing in front of her, how dare he call her by her name.

“Can I get dressed?” Catelyn asked as she felt the colder part of the room creep into her naked body.

“Not yet Catelyn, just a little longer and we will both pretend the events of last night and today never happened,” the bastard assured.

The bastard took her left breast in his hand and made her squeal as she felt the heat against her bare chest, “This wasn’t what you asked for,” Catelyn complained, annoyed against the bastard’s touch.

“I couldn't help it Catelyn, you are very beautiful, your breasts are beautiful, your hips are wide and you have a perfect ass”— Said the bastard while he took her ass with both hands and made her stick to him, she could feel the heat of his body on her breasts and his manhood hit against her belly.

“Please stop,” Catelyn begged, fighting back tears.

“ Ned, please come back,” Catelyn thought as the bastard left her rear and returned to kneading her bare breasts.

“I also begged you to stop when you humiliated me as a child, did you do it?”— The bastard asked in a hoarse voice while biting her earlobe and making her let out an involuntary moan, she couldn't be enjoying this man's touch.

“Look, you're already starting to moan,” Jon mocked as he pinched a nipple with his fingers and that made her moan louder.

The words wouldn't come to her, she could only let herself be touched by this filthy man, after Jon stopped kneading her breasts he grabbed her face and kissed her possessively, she fought against the bastard's kiss but it was in vain he had already put his tongue in her mouth and was beginning to explore every corner of her mouth in a way that no one had ever done, her mind was cloudy but this time there was no wine to blame.

“You are damn beautiful Catelyn”— Jon moaned into her mouth as he bit her lower lip, Jon pulled away from her and began to kiss her neck causing her to let out small moans of involuntary pleasure, when he reached her breasts he sucked them like a little boy wanting to get milk from his mother.

“ Please someone help me,” Catelyn thought as Jon switched from one breast to the other.

She no longer cared about the bastard's touch, she just closed her eyes and imagined that he wasn't there and the one touching her was Brandon.

“Are you imagining that I'm my uncle Brandon, right?”— Asked the bastard while looking into her eyes and pinching her nipples with his hands.

She didn't respond, she just closed her eyes and thought about Brandon.

"Do you know why Uncle Benjen tells me I have wolf blood like Brandon?" the bastard asked again, and that caught his attention.

“Because,” Catelyn moaned as she threw her head back from Jon’s kisses on her neck.

“They say that those of us who have this blood are indomitable, and besides, Uncle Brandon and I have something in common. Do you want to know what it is?” The bastard asked as he grabbed her hair and forced her to look into his eyes.

By this point she was no longer putting up any restrictions, she was letting herself be manipulated like a doll.

“What is it?” She wanted to know, interested. Catelyn had wanted to know what the love of her life and a bastard had in common.

“That we are both fascinated by women, do you think my uncle Brandon loved you, maybe he did, but he was a man who could not stay in one bed, he stole the maidenhood of many women and many gave themselves to him voluntarily”— The bastard confessed while he went back to sucking her breasts.

“No…. It’s. True. Brandon was a Knight who fought for my hand,” Catelyn said between sighs from the kisses on her breasts.

“As I said, he may have loved you as his wife, but he was a man who loved to drink, fight, and be with women. My father only had one bastard. How many do you think Brandon gave you?” the bastard asked, running his hand down her stomach.

Catelyn remembered the night at Harrenhall. Brandon and Robert Baratheon had partied all night drinking and singing, Ned had left early to spend time with Howland Reed and Lyanna, Brandon had slept with other women at that tourney.

"Lady Stark wet like a commoner from the touch of a bastard, what would my lord father say if he saw us" - Jon mocked as he ran his hand over her womanhood

“I’m not wet for you bastard”— She said as an attempt to make him angry.

“I’ve seen you all this moon Catelyn, you’ve been looking at me and you don’t hide it, I feel your gaze wherever I go, have you touched yourself thinking about me or have you fucked my father thinking about me and how I fuck the castle maids?”— Jon asked while making circles on her wet vagina and playing with her clitoris with his thumb.

“I will never think of you that way, bastard. You can humiliate me all you want, but I will never desire you or your father like I do Brandon.” Catelyn declared, fighting back her moaning.

“Well, I don't want your love Catelyn, you can give that to the dead or to my brothers, but tell me one thing Catelyn, what is my name?”— The bastard asked as he put his fingers inside her, making her scream into his shoulder.

She didn't respond. Jon kept thrusting his fingers in and out and playing with her clit, and all Catelyn could do was bite the bastard's shoulder to stifle her moans.

"What did Catelyn call me?" the bastard asked again and Catelyn felt like she was about to cum on the bastard's fingers, when she was about to finish the bastard pulled his fingers out of her and that was a relief for her.

“Shall I ask him again what he called me?” Jon ordered in a husky voice, inches from her face.

“Jon. Jon Snow,” Catelyn replied, looking into his blue-against-gray eyes.

“That's right, now kiss me”— Jon said and then kissed her frantically to which she responded, now it was she who put her tongue into the bastard's mouth and both tongues met and danced for a long moment, when the air ran out she captured Jon's lower lip and bit it until it bled.

“Get dressed and get out of here, if you want to do it again you know where to find me”— The bastard declared while giving her a hard slap that echoed in the room.

She took her dress and put it on, the wetness ran down her legs and her face felt red, the bastard would pay for this, now she had to get rid of him, he saw her naked, he touched her body, her vagina and he kissed her in a way that Ned never has.

“You will pay for this humiliation, Jon Snow,” Catelyn said as she finished dressing.

“I will eagerly await it Catelyn, you can hate me all you want but your body desires me”—the bastard mocked.

She unlocked the door and ran out of there, no one saw her enter and no one saw her leave, when she got to her rooms two guards were keeping watch and were surprised to see her.

“My lady, did we think you were still in your room?” the guard asked while bowing.

“Sorry, I went for a walk before dawn and left shortly after the other watch ended. I promise I’ll let you know next time,” he replied to the guard before going into his room.

He had to come up with a plan to get rid of the bastard after all he has two moons to do it.

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