Fifty Shades of Lemon Cakes: Part 9

“Oh Gods!” I pant hard, trying to catch my breath as Sansa falls to my side, breathing hard and covered in a fine sheen of sweat.

“I know.” She says softly, smiling at me and claiming my lips in a sweet, gentle kiss.

“I think I've created a monster.” I laugh, kissing her in return, still breathing hard.

“Was that not your intention all along?” Sansa asks with a wicked smirk, trailing a hand down my body.

“Again?” I gasp as one of her hands brushes against my now overly sensitive womanhood. “Right away again?”

“Are you saying you aren't ready?” She smiles playfully and eases the conqueror fully inside me in one hard thrust, causing me to cry out with pleasure as desire spreads like a burning flame throughout my body.

Sansa raises herself above me on her hands, looking down at me with lust filled eyes and pounding me relentlessly before turning me over to take me from behind.

“I love you,” She moans between extremely hard thrusts, inside me so deep and completely that her womanhood meets my own, the conqueror truly a part of her.

We cry out at the same moment, suddenly both overwhelmed by a massively intense climax and fall onto the bed side by side, breathing hard.

As we catch our breath, Sansa smiles at me and rests her head upon my chest to listen to my racing heartbeat as it slowly returns to normal again.

“I need to tell you something,” She whispers softly, “Something that I don't really understand myself.”

“You can tell me anything,” I smile, gently stroking her hair and holding her in my arms, “Anything at all.”

“Well,” Sansa takes a long deep breath before continuing on, “I think I'm having a child. Your child.”

“Sansa, besides all the things we've done, I really don't think two women can actually...” I smile and start to laugh when she looks up at me in all seriousness until my laughter dies.

“Well, I haven't been... With anyone else but you.” She sighs sadly, moves over and turns away from me.

“When we get to Winterfell, we'll consult a Maester,” I move behind up her and hold her gently in my arms, “If its true then I'll be the happiest woman in all the seven kingdoms.”

“Really?” She turns over to face me and smiles, “You would raise this child with me?”

“I would follow you to the ends of this world. And beyond.” I return her smile and kiss her with all the love I feel inside me for her.

“Oh Cersei...” Sansa nuzzles my nose with her own and wraps her body around mine, “I'm so happy.”

I hold her until she falls asleep then kissing her tenderly on the lips, I rise from the bed and put on my sleeping robe. Watching her for a moment, smiling as she dreams, fills me with a joy I have never known with anyone else, not even Jaime.

Suddenly, the Wheelhouse comes to abrupt halt and shudders.

“Cersei?” She asks sleepily, reaching for me and finding I'm not beside her.

“Stay here my love and lock the door after me.” I say reassuringly, heading for the door, slipping a small dagger beneath one of my sleeves as I open it and head outside.

The night air is cool upon my skin, the moonlight glowing in my hair as I make my way to the front of the wheelhouse and address the driver.

“Why have we stopped?”

“Because...” He says nervously looking from me to the largest crowd of people I have ever witnessed coming right towards us, “The North Remembers my Lady.”

“Fetch Lady Stark.” I command, using the royal voice I had ceased to use after finding the unexpected comfort of Sansa's arms.

Eye widening with fear, he quickly leaves to do my bidding and I climb on to the roof, falling to my knees in supplication lest they decide to tare me to pieces.

The gesture stops them completely and thousands of eyes stare back at me so intensely that I might as well be naked.

“Good people of the North, I kneel before you to ask for both your forgiveness and...” My words fail as Sansa climbs up and stands beside me, also in her sleeping robe, before holding one of my hands.

Our eyes meet and we exchange a smile. Wisely, I remain on my knees but if I had stood, if they had decide to kill us in that moment, I would have never noticed or cared.

“I surrender myself to the Queen of Winterfell. Body, heart and soul. Completely. Forever.” With that said, I lower my head and wait for the crowd to react.

Sansa's hand grows tighter around mine as a prolonged tense silence threatens to ruin everything...