"Fuck sake, Greyjoy," Eddmina hissed as she bit Theon's bottom lip, pulling out of their passionate kiss. "I told you before, never kiss me like you kiss your whores,"

"And how would you know how I kiss them?" Theon smirked at her.

"Because you're not kissing me like you love me," she told him, sounding almost angry, though Theon knew she was feeling the exact opposite. This was her attempt of teasing, and it drove him wild, just like every other part of her did.

"Apologies, my lady," he smirked at her, jokingly bowing his head. "Is this better?"

With that, he forced his lips against hers once more, his hands squeezing her hips tightly as he pushed her further up against the wall. Her own lips matched his, her tongue finding his, her hands grabbing his neck stroking his soft skin in a gesture of compassion whilst the rest of them was caught up in pure lustful passion. His hands still on her waist, he gripped her tighter, lifting her off of the floor whilst Eddmina wrapped her legs around his waist, their lips never breaking. Almost roughly, Theon broke out of their kiss to throw her down onto her bed before he fell on top of her, biting her lip as he began to kiss her once more.

Eddmina's hands drifted from his neck to the small of his back, pulling him closer to her, all whilst his own hands were busy roaming her body through the fabric of her dress. One hand caressed her chest as he ttempted to make it under the fabric to feel what was really there underneath it all, whilst his other was going south, past her stomach in an attempt to hitch up her skirt slightly. As she felt his hand begin to wander underneath her skirt, making it's way to in between her legs, stopping to stroke her thighs, Eddmina unsuccessfully fought a moan of pleasure from escaping her lips, making Theon smirk once more.

Before she could allow herself to feel that pleasure once more, Eddmina quickly pulled out of the kiss, moving her hands to his chest to push him away slightly. Theon instantly looked confused and dismayed, his hair falling around his face in a way that made him look so handsome.

"I told you last time," she breathed out as her expression turned serious, feeling Theon pull his hand away. "You break my maidenhead, I'll break your jaw,"

Rolling off of her, Theon laid on his side, laughing slightly as he watched her sit up, brushing her skirts down. In that moment, she seemed so enticing, even though he knew she was annoyed. She shot him a look, her face seemingly angry, until she too cracked a smile, and it was the most beautiful smile Theon had ever seen.

"It's not funny, Theon," she rolled her eyes, hitting his arm. "We can kiss and we can do other stuff, but not that,"

"Why? Because you have to stay pure for your husband?" Theon teased, rolling his own eyes.

"If I get married one day and they find out I'm not a maiden I'll be a disgrace," she told him, her tone turning bitter. "Fucking hypocritical though, you men are allowed all the fun you want, even when you're married. I wish the world was different,"

"It's never going to be different when it comes to that stuff," Theon shrugged. "One day your father's going to arrange a marriage for you to an old high lord or someone unworthy of you, and he'll get to have you all he wants till you give him heirs,"

"Thanks for reminding me,"Eddmina muttered darkly, hitting his arm again. "I can fight just as good as Robb, and I'm a better archer than you, not to mention I'm actually the eldest. I should inherit Winterfell, be the Wardeness of the North, but instead all I'm useful for is as a pawn in someone else's game. I wish I was born a man,"

"I'm glad you weren't though, could you imagine another Robb?" Theon pointed out, making Eddmina snigger slightly. "But if you were born a man, I couldn't do this now, could I?"

As he finished speaking, Theon sat up, edging closer to Eddmina as he took hold of her pointed chin, pulling her closer to him as he pushed another kiss onto her lips. Eddmina sighed quietly, enjoying the feeling of him being so close, especially as his lips trailed away from hers, moving to kiss along her jaw, travelling down her neck. Once he reached the crook of her neck he worked his lips as he kissed her harder, practically biting her soft skin. Eddmina bit her lip slightly, enjoying the sensation, until she laughed quietly, placing her hands on his shoulder, pushing him away.

"Don't you dare leave a mark on me, Theon Greyjoy," she told him firmly, though a smile was creeping onto her lips. "What would my mother and father say if they saw it?"

"What, your mother and father who are happy to send you off to marry a man you probably have never met before?" Theon raised his eyebrows.

"Marriage is inevitable for me, I know, but father wouldn't let me be sent off to someone that's awful," Eddmina spoke, unsure as to whether she was reassuring Theon or herself. "I'm not going to be sent off to someone terrible, I'm the eldest daughter of the Warden of the North, father will make sure any match made will be right, and if I didn't like them that badly he wouldn't let it happen. Anyway, it won't be for a long time though, I mean, I've not even bled yet,"

"Exactly," Theon smirked, prodding her stomach. Eddmina gasped, knowing what he was insinuating, pushing his shoulders so he fell back onto the bed.

"Is that all you want to do?" she exclaimed, shaking her head in disbelief.Theon laughed quietly, making her hit him once more, until she rolled her eyes and climbed on top of him, sitting on his waist. "If you're that desperate..."

"What I feel for you is different," he told her, knowing she was about to make a comment regarding his habit of visiting brothels.

"Is it?" Eddmina questioned, feeling him grow hard underneath her. She shot him a smirk, raising her eyebrow slightly.

Eddmina moved her hips slightly, deciding that if she couldn't fulfil their desires, she could at least tease the man below her. Theon letting out a sigh of pleasure, gazing up at her in a way that made her feel wanted and desired in a way she'd never felt before. His noise made her smirk, only encouraging her to rock her hips more. They'd never done this before, usually Eddmina stopped Theon from continuing with what he wanted, keeping their encounters to just kisses. This time, however, Eddmina wanted to go further, and even though she knew she couldn't do everything she wanted, she held the power here, with her on top of him.

Eddmina didn't hold much power in her life. Her days were normally filled by lessons from the Septa with her sisters, training her to be the perfect lady. And to an extent she was. She could sew and sing, smile and curtsy, but she'd never learnt the skill of keeping quiet the way ladies were expected to be. She was too strong-willed for any of that, too ambitious to just settle at sitting in the corner and sewing. Instead, she took up sword fighting and archery alongside her lessons, knowing how to fight just as good as any man in Winterfell.

She liked singing, but she liked riding too. She liked doing her hair and making herself look pretty, but she liked fighting and climbing with the boys just as much. She could curtsy and smile, but she could also make an entire room go quiet at one comment or witty remark. Ned Stark once described his daughter as a refined wolf, meaning she knew how to act, but she also knew how to be wild.

'It's the wolf's blood in you,' he'd told Eddmina once. 'It means you're a true Stark and belong to the North'.

Since then, Eddmina had been proud of her nature, and knew her father was proud of her too. As proud as he was though, Eddmina always knew she would one day be sent off to marry. It wasn't something she wanted to do, especially after deciding she liked Theon just over a year before, but her mother had raised her under the words 'family, duty, honour', telling her it was her duty to her family to help them form alliances. It was her duty, just as it would be Robb's to one day become the Lord of Winterfell. It wasn't fair, but Eddmina knew it was't something she could stop, so she didn't try to fight it.

The thought of marriage didn't often bother her. She was eighteen, and still waiting for her moon's blood. No one would marry her until it came, and her family wouldn't even try to arrange a betrothal until they knew she was ready. Her marriage was a responsibility she would have to face in the distant future, and not something to spoil her fun over in that moment.

With that thought, Eddmina smirked down at Theon before she stopped rocking her hips against his. His face twisted in dismay once more until she leant down to kiss him.

Before she their lips could meet fully, there was a knock at the door. Upon hearing the knock, she jumped off of him, hissing out a curse. She darted off the bed, smoothing out her dress and tucking the hairs that had fallen stray out of her braid behind her ears. In practically an instant, she looked as if nothing had been happening, whilst Theon remained sat on the bed, using the fur blanket to cover his crotch, his face remaining flushed.

"Fuck sake," Eddmina cursed, rolling her eyes at him, before moving to open the door.

Stood waiting in the doorway was Robb, and the sight of him made Eddmina let out a sigh of relief. If anyone would be disturbing them, at least it was Robb, her twin brother being one of the only people to know of the relationship between her and Theon, Jon being another. Of course, Robb had found out by accident, after he caught them kissing in the armory when they thought no one was watching, and Jon found out after seeing the bruise on Theon's cheek Robb had given him.

Just because he knew didn't mean Robb liked the situation, especially that day, where their endavours had kept him waiting. Upon the door opening, he marched straight into the room, rolling his eyes at the sight of Theon. He still classed his father's ward as his best friend, but Eddmina was his twin sister, and he knew what Theon was like. If he ever hurt her, Robb knew he'd never forgive him.

"What do you want?" Eddmina asked, sounding evidently annoyed.

"Father was wondering where Theon was, and the Septa was wondering where you were," Robb told them. "Also, it's nearly dinner,"

"You don't need to worry about us, we're careful," Eddmina told her brother, shrugging slightly. "I told mother I was going out on a ride, I covered my tracks,"

"Whatever you say," Robb shook his head slightly.

"Where's Jon?" Eddmina asked, wondering over her other brother. Despite him being a bastard and her mother hating his existence, Eddmina adored Jon Snow, seeing him as one of her best friends.

"Brooding somewhere, probably," Theon commented, making Robb chuckle slightly.

"We should go down to dinner," Eddmina told them.

Theon nodded, getting off the bed and moving to the chair in the corner of the room where he'd thrown his cloak. Both men headed towards the door, but Eddmina remained where she was, making both of them frown slightly.

"I told mother I was going riding, meaning I need to change my dress so she actually believes my lie," she explained herself with a small glare. "Go, I'll be down in a little while,"

As soon as the two had left, shutting the door behind themselves, Eddmina quickly changed out of her day dress into a new, light grey one featuring wolves embroidered on the sleeves and collar, before re-braiding her dark hair into one, long plait, preferring the simple style over anything elaborate. Once she was changed, she headed out of her room, her mind not focused on dinner but on Theon and everything they had just done.

She knew she didn't love Theon, not really, but or the time being, the feelings she had for him were important to her, and she did really care about him. However she was too smart to let those feelings dominate her, knowing that no matter how much fun the two of them were having with each other, it would one day be over. Eddmina was enjoying it whilst it lasted, knowing that one day she wouldn't have the freedom to do whatever she wanted.

Little did she know that the day in question was coming much sooner than she thought it would.

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Hey guys!

Thank you so much for reading the first few parts and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'm realy excited to be writing this new fic considering I've spent five years writing GOT fic with the same OC and I'm really loving Eddmina so far. I've never written a character like her before, I mean I always try to make my characters empowered badasses but Edda just seems to be in a league of her own so far.

I know this chapter in particular is a little... raunchy, but I've always been interested in writing a character who has a 'thing' going on with Theon (he's one of my faves) and I like trying to make the characters seem accurate to their initial depiction and the world GRRM creates. Not all the chapters are gonna be this passionate but I just thought it was an interesting introduction to Edda's character.

If you enjoyed this please vote and comment and I'll hopefully update soon!

~Olivia