63 A Maidenhead... Torn... (R-18)
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~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 16 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: Resting In Rainwood, The Stormlands, Westeros)~~~
~~~(Date: 300 AC)~~~
That was not how I wanted to have Margaerys Maidenhead. Dany let her jealousy and possessiveness of me control her. While I like it, it's come at the cost and pain of Margaery. Forcing Margaery to take all of me like that... Even I didn't expect that to happen...
My eyes search the features of Margaery. Looking for any signs of her confirmation for me to continue to be false. There are constant winces of pain and sharp intakes of breaths with every little movement.
Margaery has her eyes closed, and she leans her head on my shoulder as she rests with my entire length in her. She can take all the time she needs to get used to it. But she's adjusting better than Dany did the first time.
To be fair, we were only 14. Margaery is 17, and her body is much more developed during her first time. She's taking steady breaths, trying to compose and control the pain.
As she's doing this, my attention falls on Dany. Who's sitting right behind her. Staring into my eyes with a fierceness I rarely see in my sister.
There haven't been many times in our life together when I saw her jealous like this. It's not fair to her to be feeling that jealous. I wouldn't want the positions reversed. So, instead of pushing the jealousy in her any further. I wave her over.
My arms are wrapped around Margaery at the moment, meaning she can't see I'm bringing Dany over. The smile my sister gets from the simple invitation tells me how much she loves me, even if I'm in another girl right now.
She presses her body on the back of Margaery, and to my surprise, the Tyrell girl doesn't react. Dany, taking all this in stride, captures my lips and begins twisting her tongue with mine.
We pull apart for my air, and Dany looks at Margaery. She has one eye open. Looking at us, I can see she's exhausted. She's still adjusting, and I'm getting the pain hasn't changed.
"You're my sister in everything but blood now, Margaery... This means I have to share you with Rae... My cruelty toward you is fueled by my jealousy... But, I will protect you like my own. That I promise."
There is a proper amount of shock running through me as I hear Dany say those words to Margaery. In many senses, she's accepted the girl as much as she can. I'm glad about that, but I know there will always be some... Competition between the two...
"Your words are sweet, Daenerys... Shoving me down on such a weapon has made me a little bitter toward you at the moment... But I make the same promise to you... If you'll have me..."
I don't know what's going on... One moment ago, they were not acting this way. My confusion is halted as Dany grabs hold of Margaery from behind and starts to lift her off my dragon. There are varying reactions on Margaerys face. The main one is a pleasure.
"Fuuuuuuu..."
My eyes drift downward, and there is plenty of blood. Perhaps a little too much. But based on the reaction just now, it must not be bad.
"Now you're purity taken and torn from you by House Targaryen... All children from this day onwards will be of my brother's seed... You hold the responsibility of rebuilding House Targaryen alongside us... Try to enjoy it..."
The words leave Danys lips as a sweet whisper into Margaerys ear. I watch as Dany uses one of her hands to grab Margaerys breast. My tip is all that's in her at the moment. She's being held and balanced on the object that stole her Maidenhead.
"If it feels this good... I'm going to do just that..."
As the words leave Margaerys own breathless voice, Dany shoves her back on me.
"FUAAAAHHHH!!!"
That's a much different reaction compared to the first time. The one thing that takes my attention away is simple.
The sheer tightness of what's wrapped around my dragon. It's not a good thing to compare Dany and Margaery. But that's what my mind goes through. Margaery is tighter than Dany. But Dany is shaped to fit me.
Sex is better with my sister. It's a perfect fit.
This... Is a pleasurable wrapping that doesn't let up.
"Oh..."
"Oh, Gods..."
"Please..."
"OOOOHHHH!!!"
The sounds coming from Margaery bring me to the edge, and I inhale a sharp breath. My arms unconsciously wrap around her and Dany. Capturing them in my grasp.
Margaerys body begins shaking as she reaches her own climax. Her eyes roll ever so slightly into her head right before her eyes close. Seeing that is what makes my control falter and a rush of pleasure and pressure build from the base of my dragon.
"Shit..."
The words leave as a hiss from my lips, and Dany knows precisely what's happening. Margaery is too busy in her high to hear it. I can't hold back anymore, and instead of pulling out. I bring Margaery as close as I can.
Her legs and arms wrap around me as if she knows what's coming. Dany is hugging from behind Margaery, and I can see she's becoming frustrated at being left out.
"I can't hold it anymore!"
The warning comes out louder than I want it to. All I get in response from Margaery is a tightening of her legs and arms. Making it impossible to leave if I wanted to at the last second.
The rush of pleasure begins, and my release has started.
~~~(POV: Margaery Tyrell)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 17 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: Resting In Rainwood, The Stormlands, Westeros)~~~
~~~(Date: 300 AC)~~~
"UUUUUUUGGGHHH!!!"
An impure, base and whorish groan leaves my lips as I feel an explosion of absolute heat and pleasure in the deepest part of me. Filling the space and leaving nothing untouched. Never did I imagine sex would feel this good.
I'm glad I've waited this long to share my body with another person. Knowing I get to experience this pleasure for the rest of my life makes this all the better.
The shock of a blinding white light and a pleasure roaring through my body causes it to start shaking again as I feel him pump load after load into me.
"That never goes away, Margaery... My brother and I share in this action almost every single night... The pleasure... The climax... The euphoria... The beating of your heart and the proof of your life... It's what makes my brother and I so strong and close..."
And I'm being welcomed into that... A final pump makes my toes curl and spread apart... My nails drag down Raenon's back, and my body starts shaking a last time.
"Gods..."
That's all I can say. Raenon gently lifts me off his weapon, and I look at the mess we made. It's mostly my blood... The proof of my Maidenhead... It was torn from me by Daenerys... But it was worth it... Knowing that pleasure...
I look down at my lower entrance, and not a single drop is coming out. I can feel it all inside me. It's hot and filling... My body shivers again as an echo of pleasure runs through me...
"It's my turn again."
Daenerys wastes no time in making her way into her brother's arms. But my eyes start to close as the pleasure-filled voice of Daenerys rings out.
Sleep takes me a moment later.
~~~(POV: Daenerys Targaryen)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 16 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: Resting In Rainwood, The Stormlands, Westeros)~~~
~~~(Date: 300 AC)~~~
My body is light and satisfied as the morning sun is shining on the tent. I open my eyes and see my brother right next to me. A frown quickly forms as I see Margaerys wrapped around him from behind. The memories of last night come back.
Margaery could only go for one round. I'm sure her stamina will increase with more practice. The Tyrell girl is my sister in everything but blood now. And I'll protect her as such. She'll do the same for me...
We've reached a common ground, and it's a good thing. We'll be sharing a lot together.
My attention is taken when Rae turns onto his back. He's between Margaery and me. My hand rests on his muscled abdomen, and I place my ear against his chest.
Listening to his heart...
"I love you so much, Rae..."
The words leave my lips as a whisper, but I feel a hand on my back. I look up and see Rae looking down at me with one eye. Half lidded.
"I love you more, Dany..."
That's something everyone needs to hear. But I didn't know how much I needed to hear that at this moment. Margaery is the one he has out of duty, and I'm the one he takes out of love.
His heart is mine, and my heart and body are his.
Sadly, his body isn't solely mine anymore... Having his heart is more than enough, though...
