"Well, this is not working." Mya remarked from where she sat in his lap, his ejaculating cock still inside her pussy.
She picked up the falcon he had captured in a trap and fed it the crumbs from their lunch. He had given it to Mya to hopefully develop a bond with as she helped it heal the wing that had been damaged during its capture.
The 'this' that she had mentioned was him fucking Mya right in front of the bird while she made bird noises.
It was a ridiculous idea, and had been a bitch to convince Mya into trying. Spilling his seed inside her was one of the conditions she had demanded to even try it. A lot of household chores and massages were the other conditions.
"Worth a try." He shrugged.
"Told you it wouldn't work." Munda called from the side, lying under a blanket. Her hands making suspicious motions near her groin under the cover of the fabric.
"Maybe get a cow for her. The cow will bond with a cow right away!" She cackled.
Mya rolled her eyes at that, then smirked.
"So since you bonded to a bitch, that makes you a bitch right?"
The younger girl sputtered at the retort, and Mya got off his dick to walk away with the last word.
Jon decided to intervene before they could escalate.
"Munda. I told you not to start fights, right?"
"I was just helping!" She defended herself.
He moved to sit near her face, cock still out.
"I'll have to punish you. No excuses and get to sucking."
She looked at his cock in desire, but made no move to touch it.
"No way! Her nasties are still on it!"
Jon laughed and let his hand sneak under her furs. She shifted to make room for it to reach her pussy and found it wet as he'd expected.
"If everything was to your liking, it wouldn't be a punishment, would it?"
He fingered her, making her moan and took the opportunity to enter her mouth.
"Mya," he called out. "Add more wood to the fire, would you?"
Then he removed her furs from over her, and found her breeches already lowered. He wasted no time in bringing his mouth to bear on her quim, the pleasure making her suck more excitedly.
He made no effort in delaying his orgasm and came soon after she did.
He stood back up and went to his bag to take out a parchment.
"Jon!" He heard Munda call out and turned to see her on her hands and knees, playing with her clit. "Where are you going?"
"Have to look at the map and plan the rest of our journey."
She scowled. "Ri– Right now?!"
Mya interrupted with a laugh. "Look at that. So eager to get fucked like a bitch!"
"Shut up!" She shouted and covered herself again.
Mya joked about Munda acting like a bitch, but he worried that it might be a little more concerning. It had taken a while for him to calm her when she was inside Domu. And longer still for her to return to her body. He had seen no concerning signs yet, but Munda was very excited at turning out to be a warg and tried to use it every chance she got.
Sighing, Jon brought the rough map he had copied from Othor to her.
"We are following this river here. Our destination should be another week in this direction. Did your mother say anything about who ruled there?"
"Ah. Ma has not been to her home in ages. It could be anyone."
"Oh, yes," Mya agreed in realisation. "They don't have inherited positions here. It really could be anyone."
"But she was sure that there was an alcove of weirwood trees here?"
Munda nodded.
"And there were vast caves under it?"
She nodded again.
"And there are legends that strange creatures live there?"
She grunted, but in agreement.
It wasn't much to go on, but he had a good feeling about it.
"We will have to cross this river north of Craster's Keep. Or take a very long way around it." He concluded.
"How will we do that?" Mya asked.
"We can ask Craster. If what Munda says is right, he's used the river for trade before."
"Then that leaves us the next problem. We have nothing to trade."
Ah, he knew he was forgetting something.
"We'll find nought this late at night." Munda interjected. "Let us look for it early on the morrow."
Mya looked at her in exasperation. "You just want to get fucked, don't you?"
Munda scoffed. "Easy for you to say! You just had your quim seeded!"
"After I completed all my tasks." She emphasised.
"Enough!" Jon interjected and then to make a point put his trousers back on.
Munda groaned in disappointment and Kya huffed. This had been going on for sometime. Their daily schedule included training, cooking, breaking camp, riding, hunting, feeding the animals, setting camp, washing their clothes, sleeping, eating and fucking.
Exploring skinchanging was just the latest of the tasks added to their routine. This had led to some friction between them over the other not doing their part.
"I've been ensuring that we have enough food for at least a couple more days. Let's increase that. More gathering, hunting, and harvesting the corpses from tomorrow. No training until we make progress."
The proclamation had an overall positive reception and things settled down, at least for now.
"Come on, Munda. Let's go set some traps. Mayhaps on the morrow we'd find that the gods have blessed us. Mya, watch the camp. Domu will stay with you."
When they returned, tempers had cooled down, and so had Munda's ardour. The younger woman hurried to get under her furs and Jon let her. But he could not join her just yet.
He found Mya sitting near the fire and went to sit by her side.
"I didn't mean to be so short with her." She spoke.
"She is quick to fight and quick to forgive. Speak to her later."
She nodded and Jon continued.
"But you must speak to me now."
"What about?" She asked with hesitation.
"Did you actually want to bond with the bird?"
She groaned, then admitted "No, I did not."
"Did you even try bonding with it?"
She shook her head and muttered, "No."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were just so excited about it." She defended. "How did you even find out?"
"It's how you just walked off with little emotion after sex. I could tell that something was wrong." Then a bit more jovially, "Your acting skills seem to deteriorate when sex is involved."
She groaned at the reminder of her Myron disguise.
He pulled her close, settling her in his lap. "Do you not find it exciting? The power, the mystique!"
She looked at him incredulously. "You really don't get it, do you Jon?" He shook his head. "It is sorcery! It's… the Gods don't approve of it!"
"Ah!" Religion. Spending so little time around people for the past few months, he had almost forgotten about religious taboos. Thinking from a mediaeval perspective, Mya's reaction was actually normal. In fact, he was the strange one to not think twice before trying out magic.
"What?"
"No, nothing. It's just, you made no protest at me taking another wife."
"Well, you're-" She shrugged. "You!"
Jon laughed.
"And marriage is just.. It's not like you wed her in a sept or even exchanged vows. So it doesn't change our marriage. In the eyes of the gods, I mean." She explained.
Jon thought over it, then added. "And you understand marriages. In general at least."
She nodded. "But I don't understand sorcery. She just went limp and then the wolf started acting intelligently."
"You are not wrong to worry." He admitted. "I worry too at times. They say that magic is a sword without a hilt. It cuts you even as it stabs your enemies."
"Then why would you let her use it?"
Jon shrugged. "Power is power, whether a sword or sorcery. And among the wildlings, sorcery is seen with equal parts awe and terror. Also," he pinched her nose, forcing her to bat his hand away. "I don't 'let' her use her warging. She decided to do it. Just as I'm not going to let you try or not try sorcery. It's a very personal decision, and I'll support you no matter what you decide."
"Oh." She thought over that. "That is.. good."
Jon squeezed her closer to him and added more strictly "Just be honest with me about it, alright?"
Pink coloured her pale cheeks and she nodded. Unable to resist her cuteness, Jon nuzzled into her neck, planting soft kisses, and his hands sneaked into her breeches to explore her cunt.
"Hey!" She protested. "We just did it."
"I know. My seed is still inside you." He really needed to stop creampieing them, but it was just hotter. He took his fingers out and untied her trousers.
Then kissed her and picked her up in a bridal carry back to their tent. The sounds of their arrival and making out got Munda to look out from under her furs.
"Fuckin cow!" She yelled in betrayal. "Fuckin hypocrite!"
"Big word for a savage." Mya mocked, ignoring that she didn't know it either until he told them. Like a hypocrite. "Well, bitch? Strip and get your ass here." She said and moaned as Jon sucked on her newly exposed breasts.
Munda struggled out of her furs and hurried over to them. He sat down, lowering Mya into her lap again, and moved his hand to play with Munda's pussy as his other hand moved to Mya's. He then alternated between kissing the two, stripping them as they stripped him.
"Do me first," Munda said between moans. "It's my turn."
Jon bid Mya to lay down on her back. "Are you sure?" He asked Munda with a smirk.
"You just painted her quim in front of the bird!" She protested at the unfair treatment as he went to kneel, his cock resting upside down on Mya's face.
"Come and prove it then. If you can find my seed inside her quim, I'll fuck you first and proper."
She looked grossed at that, but then saw his apparent disinterest as he groped Mya's breasts and she sucked on his testicles, and gathered her defiance to actually go and put her fingers inside Mya. The older woman could not see the culprit and made a confused noise when he played with both her nipples at the same time and orgasmed.
Jon then reached over to grab Munda's hips and pulled it closer. "Not that way." He commanded as he arranged her on her hands and knees in a 69 position with Mya, to both their sputtering surprises.
"Did you find it yet?"
His question caused the younger woman to resume her search as his other wife moaned from their ministrations.
"I found it!" Munda cheered, brandishing her finger.
Jon did not bother checking her find and thrusted his dick in her pussy. She came within the first few strokes and he stretched his hand to pat her head. "Good girl."
Mya had recovered from her own orgasm and tried to get out from under Munda, but this was the closest to a threesome he had had since the whores in Mole's Town. The double blowjobs being the closest before this.
So he lowered himself till his balls were near her lips again and asked her to continue suckling them. The combined sensations of her lips on his testicles and Munda's pussy constricting around his length as he pounded into her was perhaps the greatest pleasure he had felt.
Of course he had to share that pleasure.
He leaned down, caressing her breasts, and kissed up her spine.
"You're a good girl, aren't you?"
She nodded, her body shaking with every thrust.
"Then keep digging."
He felt Mya shiver under them from the intruding fingers and fastened his pace. Soon enough he felt Munda cumming around his dick and almost did so as well.
Instead, he slowed down and grabbed her hair. Then pushed her down into Mya's crotch.
"Lick." He commanded, and still in her orgasmic haze, she complied.
Feeling Mya start orgasming, brought him to completion as well. Fortunately, he managed to pull out before ejaculating.
With Munda becoming a warg, he wanted to be extra careful to not to get her pregnant. Who knows how it could mess with things.
AN: Probably came out weird bc I tried too hard to make it natural. Couldn't decide what's proper for the girls to do in a threesome when there's no indication that they are bisexual. But in most smut fics the girls in a threesome do get physical.