I'm continuing to experiment with wilding dialect in this chapter. Let me know if you think it reads badly. I'm sorry it comes so late in the story.#

I have good news for fans of this story. I had originally planned for this to simply be a simple smut story, a threesome of Jon, Val and Ygritte which I thought was seriously missing from . After seeing the responses of readers however, and debating within my own head, I've realised I could do more. I had planned to do only two more chapters; one would be the romantic aftermath of the threesome (that doesn't sound right does it) and the other would see the three of them . . . . well I won't spoil the story for you. Suffice it to say, I've realised that that would be an uncomfortable jump for my readers and it would be better if I did a longer story. The story will now depict the three lovers' entire time together at Castle Black, including their day-to-day lives.

That sound good? If not, please tell me in a review. And please review this anyway. I love reading reviews for this story in particular. Based on your kind words, I've come to arrogantly pride myself on my lemon-writing skills.

I do not own A Song of Ice and Fire. I belongs to GRRM.

Chapter Five

Jon's sudden hard thrust into her had caught Val off guard but she had no time to recover herself. Before she could even cry out at his sudden roughness she felt her womanhood be submitted to the roughest, hardest and fastest fucking it had had in months. grasping her by the crook of hips and thighs, Jon pulled her body towards him whilst he proceeded to pound all nine inches of his cock into her time and time again as fast as possible.

It was the way Val loved to fuck best, herself on all fours whilst her man roughly thrust into her from behind like an animal. Jon fulfilled another one of her fantasies when his hands left her hips and began groping her teats, his rough fingers and thumbs rolling over her soft flesh. As he continued to fuck her ruthlessly, he would squeeze her flesh between a thumb and a finger and tease her nipples.

"Yes . . . yes . . . fuck yes. Fuck me hard Snow, fuck me hard. Give me your cock like a free man. All my free men can fuck me well. Can you green southern boy?"

Val's words had an instant affect as she felt Jon's shaft thrust in and out of her core with greater and greater speed and roughness. Every hard stab of his cock into her cunt seemed to hit something inside of her, causing a small explosion of sharp, almost painful pleasure. To add to this, Val could feel the slap of Jon's balls against the pink nub at the head of her cunt. One of the most exciting things for Val during fucking was a man's balls. She couldn't explain it and she never would try to explain to anyone's face, but it was the part of a man she loved most after his cock.

This meant she was glad when Jon suddenly slowed his pace dramatically. She took her chance and with immense effort brought her right hand between her legs. Allowing her left arm to give way and for her shoulders and head to rest on the bed, she groped between Jon's legs until she found the object of her desire.

Jon threw his head back and gasped as he felt Val's spindly yet gentle fingers grope and fondle his bollocks even as he fucked her a moderate pace. The tight wetness of Val and the smack of her supple arse on his thighs and hips had been testing enough. Now he was almost choking with his moans and groans at her devilish work.

"Oh Jon, don't stop. Keep fucking me. Do it nice an' slow this time though. Let me touch you. Gods I love yer balls. I love the feel of your big, floppy, sweaty balls while you fuck me with yer big, thick cock!"

Val's words alerted Ygritte who'd been enjoying the sight of their fierce coupling. She pushed herself up and crawled around to look between Jon's legs. Her mouth dropped open and went dry at the sight of Val moving her had back and forth so her open palm rubbed against Jon's balls. She couldn't resist the urge to reach forward and add her own hand to hers, and stroke Jon's smooth balls with her fingers. A now stilled shaking-with-pleasure Jon suddenly made himself heard.

"If you both keep doing that I won't be able to keep going. Remember you're coming on my cock Val."

"Maybe I like touching yer Jon Snow. Perhaps I like the feel of you balls on my skin."

"Would prefer my balls in your hands or my cock in your cunt?" As he spoke he slowly began to pull himself out. Val screamed in protest.

"You wouldn't dare! Anyway you can't not fuck me, now you've had a feel of my cunt!"

"Just leave 'im Val" Ygritte piped "does it matter? I want him to fuck yer senseless like he did me."

Sighing dejectedly, Val complied and removed her hand so that both her hands and forearms were resting flat on the bed on either side of her head. Ygritte also removed her fingers. She then stood up on her knees and rested her chin on Jon's shoulder. He turned to look at her and she grinned before pecking him sweetly on the lips.

"Fuck her nice an' hard Jon. Take as long as yer like. I'll enjoy watchin."

As she spoke her hands appeared on Jon's chiselled stomach, their rough palms rubbing against his skin prickly with hair leading down to his crotch. Jon smiled at his fire-kissed lover and pressed his lips against hers. Despite the awkward angle he was able to steal her breath and leave her panting a little when he moved away. Turning his attention back to the wanton blonde before him, Jon tightened his grip on her teats and seemed to use them to pull her closer as he began to slowly but firmly pump in and out of her soaking folds.

"Oh fuck Jon, that's good. You like my teats? You like to play with them?"

Jon's only response was a husky "Aye."

"You can play with them. You can squeeze them with your nice hands. But just keep fucking me!" And so Jon obliged.

As he fucked Val Jon was aroused by the sight as well as the feeling of him fucking her. Droplets of sweat began to run from her lower back down her spine so that strands of her hair stuck to her shoulders and neck. Far more beautiful was the compression of Val's fleshy arse every time his hips slapped against it. After Val sucking his cock and him fucking Ygritte's mouth, the sight of Val's arse cheeks bouncing and wobbling with each thrust into her was undoubtedly the most beautiful sight Jon had seen in his life.

Whilst he continued to fuck Val, Ygritte continued to run her hands across his torso. She focused on his stomach but now and then would allow her fingertips to tease the curly hairs of his chest.

"You feel nice Jon. Warm an' wet with sweat like a real man. You smell nice too. Gods, I can feel your strength while you fuck that wanton slut down there."

Ygritte almost giggled at her own words. She loved how Jon tensed and he gave an even harder thrust into Val when he heard Ygritte. She was being honest; she like how Jon smelled. His sweat added to the feeling she was with a boy who was quickly becoming a man, if only through his skills with women. Having sniffed Jon's odour, Ygritte turned her attentions back to his hair.

Ygritte had always appreciated Jon's dark locks, both on his head and on his body. The sign of such virile maturity on the body of a little southern boy like Jon Snow, a foolish young Crow, excited Ygritte. She felt as if she could see a glimpse of Jon Snow the man in ten years time. And she was looking forward to seeing what a Jon Snow with ten years experience fucking both her and Val would do for them.

Ygritte soon noticed the proximity of Jon's arse to her crotch, especially whenever he pulled back for another thrust. It gave her a cheeky, silly idea. Timing herself just right, each time Jon pulled out of Val, Ygritte would thrust her hips forward to try and rub her outer folds on Jon's arse cheek. Jon barely noticed her movements as he continued to fuck Val, his thrusts remaining at a moderate pace but hard enough to make her arch her back and gasp each time. Ygritte was disappointed in her venture as Jon's arse failed to even rub her outer folds.

Desperate to find some way of joining in the pleasure Ygritte left Jon and crawled around to Val's head. Seeing there was too little room between her and the edge of the bed however, Ygritte reluctantly interrupted her lovers' pleasure.

"Jon, leave Val for a moment. Val get on your back."

Both Jon and Val looked at Ygritte in confusion, as if they hadn't heard her.

"I'm bored an' hungry for both of you. I want to try somein'. Somein' good for all of us. Val, get on your back."

Huffing loudly, Val and Jon did as they were told. As Val span around so she lay on her back, Ygritte appreciated the view of Jon's cock wetted with another woman's cum. With his damp hair sticking to his forehead and his erect cock in such a state, Ygritte reckoned he looked like some god. A god of fertility or virility. She could imagine green boys and men carving cocks onto trees to gain the god's favour in their quest to get naked with the women they wanted.

"Well what do yer want then? I was enjoying me self there, your Crow is bloody good" Val's irritant impatience drew Ygritte out of her fantasising about Jon's virility cult. "Well?!"

Ygritte simple smiled and crawled over to her. Without word or warning Ygritte swung her leg over Val's head and knelt so that she was facing Jon and her cunt was only inches above Val's mouth. "I see . . . " Ygritte could sense Val's smile in her voice and she could see Jon's smile.

"I was wondering if you'd do that again tonight. You looked so beautiful together when i first saw you."

"You were beautiful too Jon. Not as beautiful as your are no but still beautiful." Ygritte giggled at her own words and Val joined in. Jon simply smirked, taking her compliment with pride.

"Are you hungry Val?" Val didn't bother to look up at Jon but she could tell his smirk was giving way to lust.

"Aye Jon, I am."

"What are you hungry for?"

"This."

Val suddenly grabbed Ygritte's hips and pulled her don on her face. The wet folds and red curls were pressed against her mouth and nose and the tiny arse cheeks against her face's cheeks. She felt Ygritte shudder at the sudden contact and heard her gasp and whimper as Val spat in her cunt before roughly forcing her tongue into her folds. Without hesitation or restraint Val ate away at her flame-haired lover's cunt.

"Oh yes me darlin' Val. Oh, that's right. Give your old love a good lord's kiss." Ygritte moaned her words and pressed her hands against her small teats.

For a few moments Jon allowed himself to enjoy the view of Ygritte covering Val's face. Only her chin was visible as it bobbed up whilst she ate away at the succulent cunt above her. She released her grip on Ygritte's hips and brought her hands to her teats. As if to torture the sights of both Jon and Ygritte, Val grasped her teats and began to knead and pinch them. Mimicking Jon's earlier movements with his hands she squeezed her flesh between her thumbs and fingers. At that point Jon knew he'd waited long enough.

Jon took his hands and slid them up her thighs so that they came to rest in the back of her knees. With this leverage he pushed Val's legs wide apart and positioned himself between them. Without another moment's hesitation he trust his hips forward and completely sheathed himself inside her. He was shock at how smooth his entry was. Val's walls were so wet his cock barely made a sound as it entered. Smirking happily to himself at the heaven he was in, Jon began to pound into Val as fast as possible.

"That's right Jon, fuck her while she gives me a lord's kiss!" Ygritte screamed almost violently in her ecstasy.

Meanwhile Ygritte, losing the will to stay up under the vicious tongue lashing her cunt was getting, was holding herself up with her hands on either side of Val's torso. Desperate to get more from Val, Ygritte to move her hips back and forth, mimicking Jon, so her slit ran over Val's lips and tongue. Val responded by arching her neck to get a better angle so her tongue would penetrate Ygritte as deeply as possible.

"Ahhh . . . fucking . . . . GODS! Don't stop Val! DON'T STOP!

As she did so she could feel her climax fast approaching. The combination of Jon's cock in her cunt, her own hands on her teats and the taste of Ygritte's in her mouth sent her into a trace of bliss. Just as Val felt her release coming, so did Jon and Ygritte. Both of them had been too aroused by both sight and feeling to last much longer. Ygritte was the first to feel her dams break, as her juices dribbled over Val's lips and into her mouth.

Without warning Val pushed Ygritte off of her face before returning her hands to her teats and kneading them furiously, as if desperate to do her part in finishing herself off. She looked up at Jon as he pounded into her without mercy, sweat dripping down his front. He returned her gaze and was greeted with the sight of her squeezed breasts and her face wet with Ygritte and Val, her face contorted in what almost looked like pain, was desperately licking her lips to get all of Ygritte's cum in her mouth. Jon forced himself to speak to her.

"You ready? Do you want me to finish inside?"

"Yes! Please finish me Jon! Make me cum! Cum inside me, give me your seed! I want it . . Ahhhh!"

Their words seemed to finish both of them. As Val came she clutched her teats so roughly she left red marks on the sensitive flesh, which only added to the crashing waves of her release. Her earlier words - "give me you seed" - were the last straw for Jon as he rode his climax with a final few weakening thrusts into the woman beneath him. As he finally came down from his climax, Jon released Val's legs and gently lowered himself onto her, his cock still semi-hard inside her. She watched him with awe in her eyes, her face stroked by Ygritte, who wore a smile that was a mix of pride, smugness and affection.

Jon looked into the eyes of the woman he had just fucked into ecstasy and she looked back into his. They shared a moment of quiet, almost innocent intimacy between them, such a contrast from the animalistic coupling they had just had. Val's hands had left her teats and were now sliding up and down Jon's sides, the fingers barely touching his skin. Then, by almost mutual agreement, both lovers move forward to passionately kiss the other, their lips opening and meshing together, their tongues gently massaging one another.

Struggling to find another way to touch Val, Jon grasped both of her shoulders from behind, the back of his forearms resting on the bed. He submerged himself in the passion and intimacy of Val's lips, her simple touch, her closeness. It brought images of him and Ygritte together in the cave flashing back. Yet instead of guilt her felt only joy. Val went through the same thing with images of Jarl appearing before her closed eyes. Yet in one night of passion Jon Snow, the traitorous Crow that Ygritte wouldn't give up on, had made her feel a way she had never felt with her dead wildling lover.

When both her and Jon removed their lips for air, Val, looked into his eyes and smiled. "I've decided" she said. "I like your deal Ygritte. I accept." She grinned up at Jon, who returned her grin.

"I think we'll all be very good lovers together." He quipped. Both his women laughed and Val kissed him again.

So glad to finally have this chapter out. I'm also so glad that MY EXAMS ARE OVER! MY HOLIDAYS HAVE BEGUN! NO I WRITE FOR YOU GUYS AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE! (Thought not so much I have no life!)

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