Nora woke up, feeling sore and chilly. The tent they slept in did not keep the draft away as well as her hall had done. She remembered when she and her sisters worked so hard to cover the holes between the logs that made the Keep with mud and even tarps that had come from one of the traded goods from the North.
She suddenly felt another wave of nostalgia for her home.
Then the 'bed' she slept on groaned and hands came up to wrap around her, and she snuggled into Jon. The warmth of his body made up for the cold, and the pleasure he made her feel did plenty to make her forget about her home.
Her snuggling had an unintended effect and she felt his cock harden underneath her. A month ago, she couldn't even say the word without blushing profusely.
Her Ma had taught her what to do with one over the past year, but she had never really understood why she would look at one with desire.
Not until she had seen her choking herself on Jon's in the stables. She couldn't help herself. The animalistic passion, the pleasure in their faces. Her hands had moved to her pussy almost as of their own volition. Her fingers had moved in rhythm with the cock intruding into her mother's throat and she imagined that it was her throat or even her cunt that was being penetrated.
She blushed at remembering just how out of sorts she had been when they were caught and her sisters had left her behind to be lectured by her Ma.
She rubbed herself against his lower half and pushed herself to a sitting position. Jon was asleep beneath her, with Mya and Munda on his either side and a blanket covering them all.
Jon had decided that her first task everyday would be to wake him up with her tongue around his dick, and she got to work, kissing her way down his chest, brushing the hair around his member, and kissing it until it was erect in her grasp and Jon was groaning in his sleep.
Then she hesitated.
When she had done this yesterday, Jon had fucked her throat, which had woken up his other wives. Munda and Mya were quick to butt in and she was quickly forgotten as the three had their 'morning sex' and she decided to go make something to eat for them all.
Though Jon had found her after he set Mya and Munda to training, and made up to her by fucking her next to their campfire, it had still made her feel angry, mostly at herself.
So she decided to change things. Still inside the blanket, she climbed back up towards Jon's face until her cunt was next to his hardened member. She lined the two together and drove herself down.
Unbidden, the memory of her Ma riding this same dick next to her on the table where Jon had first come inside her came to her mind, sending a tingle to her center.
In front of her Jon's eyes fluttered open and she let out a moan. To her left, she sensed Mya shift at the noise so she decided to silence Jon with a kiss.
His hands came to her sides and roamed over her skin, like streams of warm water trailing over body.
She was grateful that he let her set the pace instead of pumping up into her. Today, she didn't just want to not lose to Mya and Munda. She wanted to not lose to Jon either.
She didn't want to get fucked by him, but be the one fucking him. The thought spurred her on, her hand groped the hard muscles of his chest and quickened her pace until she orgasmed around him.
What the noise had not managed, the smell of her orgasm did, and Munda woke up sniffing audibly.
"You little rabbit!" She jeered meanly. Munda was younger than Mya, and likely Nora too, but was a little scary along with her wolf.
"Jumping in line when it's not your turn, huh?" Munda threw the blanket from over them, and sat up. She then grabbed onto Nora's neck and pulled her mouth towards her cunt, like she had done several time before.
Nora tried to say no and go back to fucking Jon, but… Munda was scary. She had been bent sideways, her lips near the other girls womanhood and she started to lick despondently. She hated herself for giving up like this but there really didn't seem to be anything she could do.
Then Jon pumped up into her, his member still hard, and she got another idea.
She grabbed onto Munda's hips and pulled her towards Jon and herself. The sudden move surprised the other girl and she got her neck freed, then started licking and thursting into her cunt with her tongue.
"Hey! What's the big idea?!" Munda complained and she took her lips off of her.
"S-shut up, bitch!" Nora exclaimed. "I'll fu- fuck you too!"
"Wha?!" Munda cried, but was interrupted by Mya and Jon laughing.
Mya, who had been woken up by the commotion took the chance to kiss Jon lovingly, then let herself sit on his face as he pleasured her with his tongue.
"What's wrong, bitch?" Mya taunted Munda. "Bested by a rabbit?"
The bitch tried to reply, but Nora was trained by her Ma to pleasure someone with her tongue. While it was different with a girl, it still meant that her tongue had gotten a lot of exercise, and she adapted her skills to her new target fast enough.
And soon Munda was too busy moaning from being tongue fucked to say any more mean things.
…
When Nora had first joined the party, everyone was taking turns doing each task as they traveled. There were some preferences like Munda taking Domu out to hunt or Jon skinning the prey or Mya tending to their mounts. But Nora's inclusion solidified things more.
It also gave the others more time to train, both physically and magically. And wasn't that a thrill everytime she thought about it. Munda had her wolf which became scarier over the past month, and Jon had a red falcon that she admired a lot more.
Which had all ended up making her responsible for things like laundry, setting and breaking camp and preparing food. It was a lot more work than she had to do back home, but everyone contributed to the actual labor as long as she made sure that it was actually being done.
It still made her feel left out. So she picked up Mya's hunting spear and approached the others where they were training.
Jon was using a shield he had fashioned using some animal skin, and wood. Mya used a sword like always and Munda wielded an axe and a smaller shield.
From just that description, Nora would have expected that Jon would be defeated. Probably not easily, she thought remembering his hard muscles, but ultimately.
Yet, she got a first hand demonstration that there's much more to a fight than your choice of weapon. He moved so fluidly between the two girls, dodging or smacking away their weapons that it was almost like a dance. He used the shield for just as much attacking as shielding, pushing the girls to ungraceful falls as he laughed.
Taking some distance from an angry Mya, he brought the spar to a halt as he turned to look at her.
"Nora?" He asked and the others turned to her as well.
Munda took the opportunity to try and bash his ribs with her axe, but he dodged again with a smile.
"Did you need help with something?" Mya asked, ignoring the commotion.
"I wanted to train as well."
"Huh? You?" Munda looked her over speculatively.
"My Ma used to teach me to throw a spear."
"But she stopped?" Mya prompted.
It took all of Nora's courage to admit but she managed to say,
"I couldn't… ah, hit at living targets?"
"Because they are too fast?" Jon asked for clarification.
"Because… I couldn't hurt them." She admitted with a blush.
Munda's eyes goggled and Mya chuckled.
"Well, but you want to train with the spear again?" Jon asked and she nodded eagerly.
"Alright, then. Mya, can you help her with it?" She nodded and he turned to Munda.
"C'mon, let's see if you and Domu can fight together."
…
"Don't you miss your family?" She asked Munda as they traveled on their horses.
"My Da sent me away so he could go fight." Munda grumbled. "Wager, he'd regret it when he finds out I'm a mighty warg and a mightier warrior."
"And your siblings?"
"Toregg is fighting on our father's side, and must be well. My other brothers are all running around themselves. Torwynd is no good at fighting, but he'll still find some way to survive. But I do miss the little blighters. Mayhaps they won't be so little when I see them again."
Munda was silent for a while, so Nora asked again.
"What's it like? That your Ma came from a village far away, where her own mothers and sisters stayed?"
Munda gave her a look that she could not read.
"That's just how it is done."
"Oh."
Everyone she knew to be related to her lived and ate in the same hall. Surely there were other people who lived like that?
They rode on in silence, following Mya who followed Jon as the little wolf ran about and ahead of them. They came upon the little hamlet of no more than eight huts.
"Is this the village your Ma came from?" Nora asked Munda.
"It better be." She answered. "I told that sister of yours what my Ma had told me, and she's the one who told us to come here. So lest she guided us wrong, it has to be it."
"Maya is the most traveled woman I know." Nora bravely defended her sister who had gotten them across the Highwater on Craster's boat. "If she says it's it, then it's it."
Then gathering even more courage, "Lest it was you who gave her the wrong description."
Munda gave her what she considered a vicious glare and promised. "I will feed you to my wolf."
She squeaked and hurried her horse to Jon and Mya.