It was too warm, you groggily thought to yourself.
You shifted to lay on your back as you rubbed your eyes awake. You stretched your arms against the heavy covers wrapping you .

"You're finally up dear niece."

Your eyes shot open at the deep, husky voice. You knew exactly who it was. You realised you were on a huge unfamiliar bed and by its side stood the man who made a mess of you mere hours ago. Visuals of the delirious events you partook in, came flooding back to you making you blush deep red.

"Why did you bring me here?" You hissed at him.

You were appalled at his audacity to bring you along to his chambers at night.
His smirk never wavered. He was looking down at you with a look of a hunter who caught his prey; the things that expression did to you, you wouldn't dare say out loud.
"Was I supposed to leave you in that hallway? In that state?" He said while his eyes pointedly travelled down your body.

You follow his gaze to see yourself in a disheveled state. Your dress had slid down almost more than halfway down your chest, hanging dangerously over your nipple.
Your hair was a mess and neck covered in fresh red bruises.

You frantically try to cover yourself back up.
" Nothing I haven't seen already." Says Aemond in a cocky tone, his eyes glinting in the low light of the chambers as his eyes fixed on your cleavage.

"How dare you bring me here ! Do you realise what you've done?" You shout at him frustrated as you scamper out of the bed to head towards the door.

But before your hand could even put three steps towards the door, Aemond swiftly strode towards you and yanked you to his chest.

"Stop touching me Aemond. Do I have to remind you just how much I loathe you?" You screamed at him even though you knew your words held no truth.
"Oh really? Is that why you acted like a slut for me  back in the hallway?" He growled out as he roughly grabbed your face to meet his eyes.

"You can drop the pretense sweetheart. I know just how much you want me." His voice held a hint of yearning. Was it yearning for you? Did he want you as well? Maybe , just maybe, he still held those fond memories to his heart just as you did.

You looked up at him as you struggled against his hold. "Aemond you don't understand! Our family will feed us to the dragons." You pleaded him. "Please don't do this Aemond. I'm scared."

Your desperate voice made something clench in his chest as he held you flush against him. He saw your pleading eyes on the verge of spilling tears and he shushed you gently.
He took your limp body and placed you back on the soft mattress of his bed. He settled you on his lap sideways and met your eyes with his uncovered one.

"I won't let anything happen to you, love." His quiet but assertive voice calmed you instantly. He held your face with his large palm and caressed it with his thumb.
" They would have no choice but to let me take you as my lady wife." His cocky smirk graced his handsome face yet again.
Your heart thumped at his words. You knew you shouldn't be elated but you couldn't help the way tingles ran through your body. His words gave you hope that he actually wanted you and wasn't doing this just to anguish you but to truly have you for himself.

"Aemond no. This is not right." You begrudgingly said.

"Hmm. Probably." He replied gruffly and then brought his nose behind your ear and nuzzled there.
"But you see, my dear niece, I don't give a fuck about what's right or not. And your pretty little cunt seems to be agreeing with me."

You gasped loudly as you felt his cold fingers slide against your dripping pussy. His voice sent shivers down your spine.
Your body moved at its own will. Your hips arched to get more of his touch on your wet soft folds.
Aemond obliged to your unspoken request and plunged his fingers into you; your wetness allowed him to glide inside with ease.

"Hmm....mm ... Aemond, they - mhmm- would never approve." You manage to get your words to stumble out in between your breathy moans.

"And why do you think I need their approval, love? I may not be the heir to the Iron throne, but I assure you sweet girl, there's no one in the goddamn family who would dare refuse me what I wish to claim." His voice flowed with the same smoothness and determination as his fingers working on your nether lips.

His confidence plunged your heart with full force. How could you ever doubt that this man wouldn't get his way.

"But why?" You ask quietly. You forced yourself to ask the question you probably didn't want to hear the answer to. You looked down as you fiddled with his white shirt; bracing yourself for his answer. His hands paused at your question. You almost whined in protest at the loss of pleasure.

"Do you really have to ask that y/n?" His soft tone of voice made you look up at him again. His expression was the most sincere one you had ever seen.

"You have no idea how long I've yearned to hold you like this , to take in your scent, to get lost in your soft flesh, to ram inside of you like it's my last day on earth. "
The sweet heartfelt confession turned into something so carnal that it made you reach a high you never experienced. Before you could even reply to that, you felt four of his long fingers dive back inside of you with full force. Your mouth hung open in a silent gasp as his hand almost rips your insides apart.
It was almost as overwhelming as the dagger he put inside you mere hours ago.

Aemond loved your reaction a bit too much; he had planned to let your little pussy adjust to the sudden stretch but he changed his mind and curled his fingers skillfully to let your texturous walls rub against his finger tips.

You couldn't have fathom such a feeling could ever exist if it had not been for Aemond to intruduce to such erotic acts.
Your hands were grasping his shirt so tight , you feared they'd rip apart. But that's the last thing you could've been concerned about. Your mind was aflame at the sight of your cunt swallowing his large hand upto his his knuckles.

You could only see his palm outside of you which he then pressed on your swollen clit.
You buried your face in his chest to muffle the shriek you let out at his action. But he was having none of that.

He grabbed you by your hair with his free hand and pulled your face back to allow his to see your flushed sweaty face.
"Let me warn you sweetheart, I won't let you off so easily if you try to suppress the delicious sounds escaping your lips ever again. Understood?" He said firmly.

"What if someone hears?" You asked.

"Then they'll know just who exactly you belong to; which everyone will know pretty soon anyway." He said with a smirk as he smashed his lips on yours in a feral kiss.
He now violently jerked his hand inside you while stealing every last breath you had.

He didn't stop until your eyes rolled back in your head and you shaked against his hold as you reached your climax. He let you breathe as you orgasmed , but still held your bottom lip with his teeth. You body kept jerking for quite a while as clear liquid squirted out if your cunt, drenching his entire arm.
When you regained some of your senses your face went red in embarrassment.

"A-Aemond...i d-dont know what that was. I-" you stuttering was cut short by your gasp, as he slapped your cunt, which made a wet sound that could've almost driven you to another climax.

"Shh.... I know exactly what that was sweet girl and it was exactly what I was hoping to get out of you." He brought his hand up to lick your juices off while looking directly into your eyes.
He then put you down on the bed and started licking your wet thighs and cunt clean.
Your pussy was so overstimulated that you kept moving away from his touch untill his arm held you down as he grunted in protest.

When he was satisfied with his work he came back up to kiss you, slowly this time, letting you taste yourself on his lips.
"Are you ready my dear niece? Because my little guy cannot wait any longer." He said as he pressed the hard strain in his pants between your legs.

"Yes. Yes please Uncle, I need to feel your cock inside me." You desperately begged as you rubbed your cunt against his pants. You felt an animalistic desire to have your voice filled; filled by Aemond.

He didn't waste a second and took out his huge cock and rammed it inside of you with no further warning. He let out a rumbling growl of relief as he closed his eyes in bliss, as if he had longed to have your cunt wrap his dick since ages.

As for you, your eyes almost crossed themselves as you felt his huge member pierce inside you. The dagger was child's play compared to what had filled you now. You could feel his veins pulsating as your own walls created a rythmic clenching around him.

He started moving bit by bit, building his pace until he was ramming with a speed only wild beasts could achieve.
And he was one . A wild beast. A dragon.
You knew right at that moment that you didn't just want this man, you needed him. You both were crafted for each other by the gods and no one in the entire realm could challenge that truth.

You held onto his neck as he kept destroying your body with his own. You came again, even more violently this time; but Aemond kept going. He didn't stop for a second, making you wonder how was that even physically possible.

You could feel yourself nearing another climax and sensed Aemond was too , as his thrusts became a bit slower but with twice as much force and firmness.
You came first shortly followed by him as both your voices filled the chambers and even the halls ways for all you knew.
You couldn't keep your eyes open any longer and felt your consciousness slipping yet again in the arms of Aemond Targaryen.

Aemond could've written a whole book just describing how divine you looked beneath him, heaving heavily, cheeks flushed, eyes closed in contentment. You were painfully beautiful, he thought to himself.
He could go against the entire world of it meant he could hold you in his arms every night , just like this.

He pressed soft kisses all over face while you were in your peaceful slumber. He looked at you with a softness you would never believe he possessed. He snuggled his nose in your hair, taking in your delicious scent as he brought his arms tightest around you, pulling you impossibly close.

"Issa byka perzys"

(My little fire)