A Dornish Threesome

Twyn Lannister, widowed has newly married Talia Martell. Despite his disdain for Dornish people he has already made her pregnant and he has invited one of her ladies to their chamber to share Talia. Talia is voluptuous, with light caramel skin, black hair and eyes and Twyn is Golden haired with green, tall strong, ruthless and calculating. He only sees his heir as means to and end. Write an story where Twyn and the Lady double penetrate Talia

Twyn Lannister sat at the head of his bed, a glass of wine in his hand, watching his new wife, Talia, bend over to untie her dress. Her voluminous breasts, barely contained by her bodice, swayed gently with her movements. Her new belly was small but visible, a subtle curve that marked his seed growing inside her. She looked up at him, her black eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and desire. "I've seen that look before, my lord," Talia said, her voice sultry. "What are you planning?" "Nada," Twyn responded, his voice calm. "I've invited someone to our chambers. A gift, if you will. Only to assist you and bring you pleasure in my absence." Just then, Ella, one of Talia's Dornish ladies entered, her hips swaying seductively. She was a vision of curves, her skin a few shades darker than Talia's, her hair a cascade of dark curls. She wore a sheer gown that left little to the imagination. "It's going to be a very rewarding night," Ella said, her voice husky. "Will you use my body to bring her pleasure?" "One way or the other," Twyn replied. Talia's eyes widened as Ella approached her, her hands roaming over Talia's body. Ella's lips found Talia's, their tongues clashing in a heated dance. Twyn watched, his cock hardening as Ella's hands explored Talia's curves, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples until they hardened. "I want to see you both naked," Twyn commanded, his voice rough with desire. Talia and Ella complied, their clothes falling to the floor in a hurried mess. They stood before him, their bodies on full display, their breaths coming in quick gasps. Twyn stood up, his obvious bulge in his pants straining for release. He walked over to them, his hand cupping Talia's breasts, his thumb circling her nipple. Ella's hand found his cock, rubbing it through the fabric of his pants. "They're both somewhat beautiful, aren't they?" Ella asked. Talia nodded, her eyes glazed over with lust. "You want me to eat her out, while you fuck her mouth?" Ella asked. Twyn nodded, his eyes never leaving Talia's body. He wanted to see her squirm, to hear her moans as Ella's tongue worked its magic. He wanted to feel her mouth on his cock, her lips wrapping around him, sucking him in. But, he wanted to see her tear when he fucks her pussy first. "I want to fuck your pussy when she's done consuming you." Ellas eyes brightened and her smile widened. She pulled Twyn's cock out, licking it slowly, her tongue tracing the veins, her hand pumping it in rhythm. Talia watched, her breaths coming in quick gasps, her nipples hard and ready. Ella turned to Talia, pushing her onto the bed, her tongue finding Talia's clit, licking and sucking it until Talia was moaning, her hips grinding against Ella's face. Ellie kept licking her pussy and kept her hand free to jack off Twyn. "Maybe I should fuck her with my mouth first." Ella said. "She seems to enjoy that too." Twyn nodded, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. Talia's body was flushed, her breasts heaving with each breath, her hips grinding against Ella's face. He could see her juices coating Ella's chin, her moans filling the room. He knew she was close, her body tensing, her breaths coming in quick gasps. He wanted to feel her come, to hear her screams as she climaxed. But first, he wanted to feel her mouth on his cock.

Continue and have twyn fuck Talia breasta and mouth and then Ella uses a dildo on Talia cunt while Twyn fucka Talia's ass

Ellas tongue found Talia's clit, licking and sucking it until Talia was writhing, her hips bucking against Ella's face. Twyn watched, his cock throbbing in Ella's hand, as Talia's moans filled the room. Ella's fingers slipped inside Talia, pumping in and out, her thumb circling Talia's clit in tandem with her tongue. Twyn moved closer, his cock now at Talia's mouth. He rubbed the head against her lips, coating them with his pre-cum. Talia opened her mouth wide, taking him in, sucking eagerly. Twyn groaned, his hands fisting in Talia's hair as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each pass. He could feel the heat of her mouth, the wetness of her tongue as it swirled around his shaft. Ella began to tease Talia's nipples, twisting and pulling them. Twyn grabbed Talia's breast, relishing the heavy softness and the tight nipple against his palm. He teased the top of Talia's nipple with his thumbnail, then pinched it sharply. Ella reached for a dildo that Twyn had hidden beneath the bed. She smiled wickedly as she slicked it with oil. Talia's eyes widened as she saw it, but she didn't stop sucking Twyn, her moans vibrating around his cock. Ella positioned herself between Talia's legs, the dildo poised at her entrance. She rubbed the head against Talia's clit, eliciting a gasp from her. Slowly, she pushed it in, inch by inch, until Talia was whimpering with pleasure. Talia's mouth was a hot, wet heaven, her lips and tongue working him expertly. Twyn could feel his orgasm building, but he didn't want to come yet. He wanted to feel more, to push the boundaries of their pleasure. He pulled out of Talia's mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva. He moved around to Talia's ass, his eyes locked on the dildo moving in and out of her pussy. He want her tight hole. He grabbed the oil, coating his cock generously. He positioned himself behind Talia, his cock pressing against her tight asshole. Talia tensed for a moment, but Ella's skilled fingers on her clit kept her relaxed. Twyn pushed in slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed inside her. Talia moaned, the sound muffled by his cock in her mouth. Ella began to move the dildo in sync with Twyn's thrusts, their combined efforts driving Talia to the brink of ecstasy.

Describe the character more, have Twyn finish inside Talia's cunt and Talia and Ella push their cunts together

Twyn's gaze had softened, and he could tell that he was in good hands with Ella, but when he first met Talia, his heart had hardened. Still, his fingers were gentle — caressing her throat, gripping her hair, and guiding himself deeper in her throat. His hips gently swiveled in time with her body, and he could feel her throat muscles clenching his cock. He could feel her throat muscles tightening as she relaxed and let him slip deeper in her mouth. Ella's hips shoved forward, and the dildo inside Talia bottomed out, her fingers pressing against her swollen clit. Talia's entire body clenches, her toes curled into the bedclothes, her back arched, and her mouth opened wide. Twyn took that opportunity to pull out of her mouth and slide his cock into her cunt. Her pussy was drenched with her juices. He can feel Ella's dildo moving in and out of her, and he can feel the head of the dildo pressing on the skin between Talia's pussy and ass. Talia's mouth opened wide and she cries out as her body trembles. Twyn thrusts hard, his body tense, groaning as he comes, his cock pulsing deep inside her. Talia convulses around him, her pussy gripping his cock. He withdraws slowly, watching as his semen leaks out of her swollen cunt. Ella pulls out the dildo, her fingers still working Talia's clit. Twyn slides down, his tongue finding Talia's clit, lapping up their combined juices. Talia's body shudders, her breaths coming in quick gasps. Ella, her eyes never leaving Talia's face, positions herself between Talia's legs, their pussies pressing together, their clits grinding against each other. They moved in sync, their hips grinding, their moans filling the room. Twyn watches, his cock hardening again as he sees the two women lost in their pleasure. He reaches out, his fingers finding their clits, rubbing them in slow circles. Their moans grow louder, their bodies moving faster, their juices coating his fingers. Talia's eyes flutter open, locking with Ella's as they both cry out, their bodies convulsing with their shared orgasm. Twyn leans in, his tongue replacing his fingers, licking their combined juices, his eyes locked on their entwined bodies.

Talia becomes jealous of Twynn's attention to Ella and wants he put. Twyn actually loves Talia, but shows and indifferent facade to her due to his disdain for the Dornish and his obsession with appearances. Talia wants to escape when she realizes he wants to use her children for the throne, but Twyn will not let her

There is a sudden tension in the room. Talia's body is tense, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she watches Twyn’s attention shift entirely to Ella. Jealousy burns in her chest as she sees his fingers, still slick with their combined juices, teasing Ella's clit. Talia's nails dig into the sheets, her knuckles turning white. She feels used, discarded. The pleasure that had coursed through her body moments ago now feels like a cruel trick, a momentary distraction from the reality of her situation. Twyn's eyes are locked on Ella, his tongue swirling over her clit, his fingers pumping in and out of her. The sight of their entwined bodies, the sound of their moans, makes Talia's stomach churn. She feels a sudden urge to escape, to run away from this twisted game of power and pleasure. But she knows she can't. Twyn won't let her go. Not now, not ever. He sees her as nothing more than a pawn in his game, a means to an end. And that end is the throne. Talia's mind races as she tries to think of a way out. She knows she can't fight him physically, not with Ella by his side. But maybe, just maybe, she can outsmart him. She needs to play his game, to use his obsession with appearances and power against him. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she knows she has to do. She has to make him believe that she's on his side, that she wants the same things he does. It's a dangerous game, but it's her only chance. Twyn looks up, his eyes meeting Talia's. For a moment, there's a flicker of something in his gaze, a softness that she's never seen before. But it's gone as quickly as it came, replaced by the cold, indifferent mask he always wears. "You look troubled, my dear," he says, his voice a low purr. "Is something wrong?" Talia forces a smile, her heart pounding in her chest. "No," she lies, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. "I'm just... impressed. By your stamina, by your... skill. I never knew you had it in you."

Continue. Twynn dismisses Ella from the room and his brother Kevan ( notices what transpired) speaks with Twyn and tells him he needs to respect his wife (Talia) Twyn coldly dismisses. Kevan gives in because he is afraid of his older brother

Twyn's lips curve into a smug smile, his eyes never leaving Talia's. "Ella, leave us. I need to have a word with my wife." Ella, still flushed from her orgasm, gathers her clothes and slips out of the room, casting a curious glance over her shoulder before closing the door behind her. Twyn turns his full attention back to Talia, his eyes cold and calculating. Kevan, who had been watching from the shadows, steps forward. "Twyn, you can't keep treating her like this. She's your wife, not one of your pawns." His voice is steady, but there's a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. He knows how dangerous it is to challenge his older brother, but he can't stand by and watch Talia suffer. Twyn's head snaps in Kevan's direction, his expression darkening. "And what do you suggest I do, dear brother? Treat her with kindness? Show her affection? She's a Dornish whore, Kevan. She's only good for one thing, and she knows it." He chuckles and again focuses on Talia's face. Kevan's hands clench at his sides, but he doesn't push further. He knows better than to defy Twyn openly. "Just... just think about what you're doing, Twyn. She's not just some tool for your ambitions. She's a person, and she deserves respect." Twyn waves a dismissive hand, turning his back on Kevan. "You always were too soft, Kevan. Go back to your whores and your wine. Leave the politics to me." He moves to block Talia's only exit. Kevan hesitates, his jaw clenched. But he knows he can't win this fight. Not today, not ever. He nods sharply, then turns and leaves the room, the door clicking shut behind him. Twyn watches the door for a moment, then turns back to Talia, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of lust and malice. "You heard your uncle," he says, his voice a low growl. "I have plans for you, my dear. Plans that will ensure our family's place in history. And you will play your part, whether you like it or not." He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw, his touch gentle but possessive. "Now, let's continue where we left off. I believe I was just getting started with you." He unfastens his belt, stepping closer to Talia. "It's a shame Kevan doesn't understand how things work. But you do, don't you, my dear?" Talia swallows hard, her mind racing. She knows she has to play this carefully, to walk the fine line between submission and manipulation. "Of course, my lord," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I live to serve you." She takes a deep breath, her body tensing as she prepares to play her part in this twisted game. Her eyes drift to his crotch, and she licks her lips. "And I must admit, you do know how to make a woman feel... appreciated." Twyn's eyes narrow, and he sneers. "Good," he says, his voice cold. "I'm glad we understand each other. Now, let's see if you can live up to your words. On your knees, Talia." His cock is already hardening, and he grabs the back of her head, pushing her down to the floor. She opens her mouth and takes him inside, twisting her head from side to side as she does. She wants him to fuck her mouth and use her. She knew she had to act this way to survive. Talia's eyes flick up to meet his gaze, and she sees the triumph in his eyes. She knows she's playing a dangerous game, but it's her only chance to survive in this twisted world of power and manipulation.