61 One King, Two Queens (R-18)
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~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 16 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: Resting In Rainwood, The Stormlands, Westeros)~~~
~~~(Date: 300 AC)~~~
Dany's lips dance with mine as the familiar motion captures my mind. The sounds I hear from her are the same as when we share a bed. The same on the nights we made Aly and Jae. This is leading to a night similar to those.
There are two major differences, though. The first is Dany already being pregnant, meaning we can't make another child until the one growing in her is out. The second is the woman watching us right now. Margaery Tyrell is present.
Sharing the tent with Dany and me. I only looked at her briefly; what I saw when I did was a woman both fascinated and worried. She's still got her Maidenhead. I've been assured of that.
This is all a first for her. Before I can continue thinking about Margaery, Dany's tongue slips into my mouth. She's never been so aggressive before. She's becoming more vocal the more we progress. After a few more seconds, we have to break apart for air.
"What are you waiting for..."
The simple question from my sister tells me she wants to get right to the good part. Foregoing any of the foreplay. But I'm a firm believer in foreplay. It's one of the best things about sex.
I lean up from my spot and look her in the eyes. There is a need there, buried behind the determination. My hand reaches over, and I run my hand through her hair. All of us smell of dragon, but it's something Dany and I are used to.
Margaery doesn't seem bothered by it. There is hope for her yet if she can tolerate the smell. Dany's eyes are peering into mine. Waiting for a response. Verbal or otherwise.
"As my Queen demands."
This tent has been a sanctuary for Dany and me for as long as we've been working toward The Iron Throne. Now, it's the place where Margaery sees the most vulnerable parts of us. My hand runs along my armor, and I start unfastening the straps.
I'm taking too long. I can see it in Dany. The way she's moving. Fidgeting. Instead of waiting through my slow place, she starts helping me.
After a minute of getting my black leather armor off, I'm now only in my underwear. The scars from my past are lightly faded but still present. Before Dany can say anything, I feel an unfamiliar hand run across my abdomen.
"Wow... Your body is so hard and strong... And these scars... You've seen a lot of battle, haven't you..."
The voice of Margaery lightly dances around the tent. Her fingertips gently running up and down my body. My head drifts to her, and she has a calm exterior. Underneath, I can see an eagerness. For what? I can only guess.
As I'm about to answer, Dany's hand reaches over and captures my head. She slowly turns my eyes back to her. Our violet pupils lock, and there is an energy behind hers.
"Margaery. It's our turn to undress."
Dany immediately begins taking off her gear. The authoritative voice of my sister is obeyed as I drift my gaze to Margaery. She's not as confident as Dany; she has a harder time removing her clothes. It's not long before they're not wearing anything.
Naked as the days they were born. My lower half is beginning to rise like a dragon when it wakes from its slumber.
"There it is... The wonderful weapon that has already blessed me with two children..."
Dany wastes no time using her hand to grab the part of me I share with her whenever we're in bed. Her hand has a firm but gentle grip. On instinct, my hand finds its way toward her lower lips. And I start playing with it.
Her reaction is far more expressive than mine when she touches me. As my fingers dance around where our children were born, my attention is turned toward Margaery. The Tyrell girl is staring at my free dragon. Fear and more fear in her expression.
Before I can say anything, Dany rises from my hand and lines up my dragon. She lowers her hips as she takes the top and sinks on the same thing that gave her Aly and Jae.
"Hmmmm!!!"
A long and throating groan leaves my sister as she fully sinks on my dragon. Taking its entire length in one motion. That's the first time she's ever done that, but judging from how wet she is. I can't say it's impossible. Given how far along she is in her pregnancy, I won't be able to do that soon.
Go as deep.
As Dany slowly grinds her hips, my eyes land on Margaery. There are varying reactions. My hands find their way to rest on Dany's large belly and help her move.
"FUAAHH!!"
My own hips begin bouncing her up and down. Her eyes are closed, and her head is thrown back. She's enjoying this too much to care about anything else. Since she's distracted, Margaery is where my attention is as I satisfy my sister-wife.
The Tyrell girl isn't a complete novice. Her hand is entertaining her lower lips as well. Enjoying the show as much as a pure maiden can. She sees me looking at her and darts her eyes away for a split second. A slide of embarrassment appears on her face.
For this embarrassment is for seeing her mask slip, not for the situation we're in. But now I know she's not against this type of relationship. Dany has her work cut out for her.
Speaking of my sister, it's time my sole focus was on her. Instead of letting her keep the top, I lean my body up and wrap my arms around her. Forcing her to give control to me. And she does just that.
She surrenders herself, and I gently lay her back against the soft furs and blankets. Never breaking the grip, she has on my dragon. I raise one of her legs with my arm and gain a better position.
"Fuck... Fuck... Fuck... How come it's so easy for you..."
The whispering desperation from Dany tells me she's on the brink. And as I pull out, she lets out a guttural moan. And the moment I drive my hips down in this dominating position, she has instant release.
"FUUUUUUUUAAAAA!!!!"
My hips have a mind of their own as I slam them in and out of Danys. This is the roughest I've been with her since she's gotten pregnant again.
No sense in hanging onto any restraint I have. This is a moment between a man and a woman. The one viewer we have is torn deeply.
Between arousal and fear.
~~~(POV: Margaery Tyrell)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 17 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: Resting In Rainwood, The Stormlands, Westeros)~~~
~~~(Date: 300 AC)~~~
"HMMM!!"
"FUCK!!!
"FUAAAHHHH!!!
Daenerys can't save modesty or purity in her actions with her brother... My eyes are locked on the place where they're connected... The massive monster of a cock continues to enter and exit Daenerys. Now I know why they've already gotten two kids so quickly.
To think, I'm supposed to take that into myself... I don't know if it will... The pain will be excruciating...
"THAT'S IT!!!"
Fuck...
"RIGHT THERE!!!"
Oh, fuck...
"AHHHHHH!!!!"
I can't hold back my own as Daenerys screams through another release. My hands have been busy watching these two.
Seeing the pleasure-filled expression on my sister in laws face tells me the pain won't last forever. If at all...
There is one thing I have over Daenerys Targaryen, and that's a tight space that's undamaged by childbirth. Undamaged by anything.
Raenon was Daenerys's first and only man, and that shall be the same for me. Before my thoughts can continue, I watch as Raenon thrusts his hips forward a final time.
"HAAAAAAA!!!!"
Daenerys screams in pleasure and ecstasy. Raenon clenches his jaw and closes his eyes. He's releasing his seed within his sister. The load he gave her goes to waste...
He quickly pulls out and leans away from Dany.
"That's unbelievable..."
The words escape my mouth without my control... His... Dragon... His weapon... It's still standing at full power... How is that even possible?
Daenerys has her eyes closed, and deep breaths enter and exit her lungs. As I'm watching her, I feel a hand on my wrist.
Raenon takes my attention as he gently pulls me in his direction. He's gentle and slow. His violet eyes locking with my soft brown eyes.
"It's your turn now, Margaery. I'll be gentle. It's your first time, and it should feel good."
Wow...
Before I can say anything, he already has me in his arms. Playing with my body. He couldn't do any foreplay with Daenerys. So, he's doing it with me. His hands are masterful in their movements.
He's acting like he owns my body...
"Ahhh..."
I nearly cover my mouth as the shameful sound comes out... But Raenon stops it...
He does own my body... If he can make me feel such pleasure from only a touch, I shall be his... I never thought I'd say that about a man, but this is irresistible...
He's irresistible.
