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𝖑avender 𝖍aze / now i'm in exile seein' you out.
chapter twenty five ━━━ three dragons become one.
[ house of the dragon ]

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This chapter mostly contains smut so if yall don't like that,
I would skip this entire chapter or read it till the end.

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𓆩❤︎𓆪┊Ophelia brushed through the Princess' slightly damp wavy hair while Rebekah sat at her vanity mirror. She had just come out of her bath and was now dressed in her robe and underneath her nightgown.

"I've never seen you this nervous. Not even on your wedding night with..." Ophelia pulled her hair back and kissed the crown of her head.

Rebekah peered up at her before looking back at the mirror and sighed, "There is nothing wrong with saying his name around me." The death of Mal was still a sore wound but she found that with each day passing by it hurt less. And the company of Rhaenyra and Daemon seemed to make her feel better.

The Princess shifted in her spot and placed her hands on the vanity table, "I...it's just this time it's different. I do not know why I am feeling this way,"

Ophelia gave her a pointed look, "You are marrying the loves of your life Rebekah. Instead of marrying someone out of duty. Those butterflies you are feeling are normal,"

Rebekah walked through a pair of doors that led directly to what seemed like their shared chambers.

The room was dark and the only light source came from the firepit and the open window.

Her husband and wife sat in two of the three chairs in front of the fire.

Rhaenyra stood up first and made her way up to her aunt-wife. She dressed hands holding her waist to steal a loving kiss. The crowned Heir was pleased with how she melted in her embrace and adored the way she looked at her tenderness.

"Daemon was getting rather impatient." Rhaenyra glanced at Daemon who had stopped drinking his wine to glare at her, "I was not waiting."

The Sapphire Princess mocked an offended expression, "I see how it is." she said coldly and pressed up against the slightly taller woman. Her breasts are all but visible through the thin silk fabric that covers her body. "Take me to bed, Nyra? It seems Daemon doesn't wish to have me."

Daemon is quick to stand up wide-eyed with nothing but hunger and desire shown, If it weren't for the children present, I would've bent you over the table and fucked you senselessly. But Rhaenyra was rather insistent that the children needed to know each other better." he would've much rather skipped to the fun part.

The last thing he wanted was for Rhaenyra to have all of Rebekah tonight. The Heir happened to assume that nothing happened between them after the brothel until she shared how she had taken Rebekah in her bathing chamber when found out about her sleeping with Green whore.

Then the nerve of his Sun marrying his childhood friend was an arrow to the heart. He had waited long enough and was about to disagree when Rebekah faced him with a faint blush as Rhaenyra began to undo the ties of her bodice.

"Then you do not mind waiting do you, Daemon?"

Rhaenyra rests her chin on Rebekah's head grinning at the annoyed look of frustration on his face. "Do not fret Uncle, as I should make sure to make her wet and ready to take your cock."

Her violet eyes wandered to his breaches and remembered Driftmark beach and the Prince smirked at her visioning how the Heir was a moaning mess and his quickened thrusts at her pleads.

The only thing that was missing was their Rebekah.

"Rhaenyra!" Rebekah said with her face turning red quite flustered. She also remembered how the two snuck off and felt some jealousy wishing she partook in it as well even though it was shameful, seeing that it was Laena's funeral.

Daemon threw his head back and laughed before making his way over to the women. He pecked her lips before ripping off her nightgown greedily kissed her twice and bit her bottom lip, "You treat me badly issa hūra — And will pay for it once I'm between your legs Bekah. The Hightower cunt and late husband will be long forgotten once I put a babe in you,"

"Fuck you." Rebekah retorts and gasps when Rhaenyra reached down to slap her ass hard.

Rebekah gasped and almost flinched when the Heir rubbed soothingly at her skin while the other pulled her silver-blonde waves back to lean forward and whisper in her ear. yet it was loud enough for Daemon to hear. "Oh my love he most definitely will."

Rebekah whimpered against his lips and practically melted when he placed loving kisses on her cheek and down to the tops of her breasts. His comment about Mal and Alicent was forgotten. His eyes darkened at the flesh and briefly down her belly.

The Summerhall Princess sensed what he was thinking and she wasn't against the idea for she had always longed to have another child since the boys were now ten.

He could never understand how Malyen couldn't appreciate Rebekah. For she was a precious jewel that deserved to be worshiped. Daemon knew of her want to have children and was surprised to see that there were no others after she had the twins.

It does not matter anymore now that Ser Malyen was out of the picture. From now on it would be him loving and protecting Rebekah like he should've been years ago. He should've taken her and Rhaenyra on Dragonstone and wed when they had the chance.

Rhaenyra tapped her thighs and gripped the flesh, "Come here m'love."

The blue-eyed beauty complied and wrapped her legs around her waist. She let out a small laugh at her lover's eagerness to get her on the bed and how Daemon sat in his chair watching their pair intently.

Rhaenyra was quick to lay her down on the bed before claiming over Rebekah like a dragon staring down at its prey. "Ten years I have longed and dreamt for this day where I finally have you in my arms Beks. Now that Daemon and I have you, we will never let you go," she stated possessively.

The lengths the two have taken to ensure she was back to them.

Rhaenyra took both her hands in hers placed them on her heavy breasts and kissed her lips sweetly.

"Oh, Nyra." Rebekah leaned away from her kisses and let her head fall back against the plush pillows that leaned against the headboard. She begins to rub her nipples with her index fingers, before leaning to take one in her hot mouth to suckle.

The Realm's Delight moaned cradling her head closer to her chest and her eyes darted over to their husband.

Daemon's breeches were undone with his legs slightly parted to show his hand holding his cock, his hand moved up and down slowly down his shaft watching the two beautiful women lock in sensual kisses and touch each other.

"Such a good girl." Rhaenyra moaned, cradling her aunt close to her chest. Her breasts were hurting after her pregnancy with Joffrey. The relief evident on her face made Rebekah smile and flicked her nipples back and forth with her tongue.

The other hand squeezed her other tit, rolling between her fingers and massaging the entire basking in her moans.

Some part of Rebekah wanted to ask if she had ever laid with another woman or if it had just been her but Rebekah had her tit in her mouth making her mute.

Yet Rhaenyra's body was enough to tell her much that she had been the only woman who brought some satisfaction.

After a few moments, Rhaenyra pulled her mouth away and stole a kiss from her, "Well done sweetling."

"Mhmm I'm glad to please you, my Queen." Rebekah tugged her bottom lip with twinkling mischievous eyes. "Does it hurt less?" she asked softly in concern.

She laughed and pushed her back down on the bed, "Your mouth has eased the pain." Rhaenyra thumbed her bottom lip. Rebekah's head sank against the pillows. Her soft hands wandered to her belly, fingers dancing to her breasts giving them a good squeeze and down to the hips. "Gods you are beautiful. Isn't she Kepus?" she leaned back to give Daemon a view of their sweet wife.

Daemon's eyes darkened at her figure and panted lowly under her breath, "A true Valryian beauty." his voice thick in awe, "The loveliest of them all."

Rebekah's cheeks turn red at their compliments and saw Daemon's hard cock, tip leaking.

Such a shame Alicent couldn't truly appreciate Rebekah like the Goddess she is. For it did not matter now since she was finally out of the picture and once again back in her arms as she should be.

"Our Rebekah would look exquisite with a swollen belly. You are such a lovely mother. Jacaerys already adores you..." Although she may not be able to Daemon could most certainly can.

The sign of faint glimmers of lust clouding her beautiful crystal eyes was enough for Daemon to want nothing more than to breed her to fill that desire for another baby as he fisted his cock.

Rhaenyra's hand traveled downward to cup her mound wearing a wide grin at how wet Rebekah was pleased. "I bet your cunny taste as good as those lips my love."

The Sun Princess watched wide-eyed in anticipation when Rhaenyra positioned between her thighs, her face close to her soaked pussy.

She gasped and smiled quickly at her aunt, "Gods you're so dripping."

"I think she lovely." Daemon comments, taking in the vision of Rebekah on either side of his Rhaenyra ready to be fucked.

Rebekah trembled when Rhaenyra ran a finger through her folds and eased her open.

She then presses soft kisses down her clit and begins to suck on it, tongue swirling small circles around the bud.

"Ohh Nyra." Rebekah's face scrunched into blissful pleasure. Rhaenyra alternated between sucking and lapping her cunt, eyes flickering to watch her aunt unravel.

She tasted like nectar, her small noises only made Rhaenyra quicken her pace. Rebekah still looked marvelous with her thin layer of sweat on her face.

Renekah's fingers held onto the sheets and hips buckled against her mouth, head rolling to the side — her breathless noises left her lips while Rhaenyra already worked her way in her cunt, scissoring, pumping and stroking her sweet spot until all Rebekah could see was stars.

"Nyra!" Rebekah shrieked, her back arched in pleasure not bothering to hide her screams. "Oh gods, Nyra!"

"There are no Gods." Rhaenyra hissed with a harsh thrust, "It's your Queen."

She tasted like the finest fruit. Rhaenyra thought savoring the taste on her tongue, she continues to eat and fuck the Sun Princess with her fingers.

Rhaenyra could get used to this life together with Daemon and Rebekah.

"My Sun Princess." Rhaenyra exclaimed, "Release on my fingers and mouth Love." Her pussy clenched at her fingers meaning that she wasn't going to last.

Rebekah's legs shutter and shake and Rhaenya's body fills with glee seeing her peak coming close.

And Daemon watched with his jaw-dropping slightly at how exquisite she looked. The want for her increased and perhaps more to the fact that he wanted Rebekah all to himself rather than sharing with Rhaenyra.

Rebekah cried and flung her head back as she came undone by Rhaenyra's tongue and fingers. She could still feel her cat-like licks inside drinking her up like she was the finest wine.

The Princess sat up with her face covered in Rebekah's arousal and licked her lips seductively over to her Uncle and beckoned him over, "She's ready now husband."

Once Daemon got on the bed Rhaenyra held his shoulders brought him into a demanding kiss and whispered something in his ear which made Rebekah's brows furrow in confusion.

Daemon crawled his way over with his hands on her knees and dragged her down to spread her thighs kneeling with glazed eyes upon her hungrily.

Rebekah watched him in fixation and lust.

"Open for me, little sun," he commanded and Rebekah's legs relaxed.

Rhaenyra lay beside her watching the pair her hand lightly brushing at her mound. 

His assaults on her started slow kissing her thighs and nipping as he got closer to her pussy. Rebekah involuntarily parts her legs further at the way he made her feel overwhelmed and craving for more.

Daemon's eyes flickered to her face when he slipped a finger inside, then another. "Perfect and so lovely. You make me feel so lucky my dragoness." 

He knew exactly how to push her buttons. Rebekah had always longed for this man and felt ashamed at how this man made her fall apart with words, fingers, and tongue. Rebekah's thoughts filled with Daemon and Rhaenyra. Here she was about to be worshipped by her husband while her first laid cold in the sea.

Rebekah's breaths became rapid pants and whimpered in Rhaenyra's neck who cooed and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. "

"That's it, Rebekah, you have no idea of beautiful you look right now my sapphire." Daemon purred.

The woman could not help but relent and shattered moments later making a noise that she hadn't made before tumble from her lips. Her crystal eyes fluttered shut, her heart pounding in her chest.

Daemon leaned over wearing a smug smile when she looked at him.

"I've been wanting to do that since you stepped inside this room."

Rebekah could not help but let out a small laugh for she was rendered speechless. He leaned down to kiss her, his tongue now tangy with her essence.

Her breath hitched when his heavy cock dragged across her belly. Rhaenyra smirked and fondled her aunt's tit while her eyes did not look away from it and the way Rebekah's parted her thighs wider quite eager and looking so wanton.

"Our sweet Princess is quite the needy whore." Rhaenyra taunted and couldn't help but grab at Daemon's cock to give it a squeeze earning a hiss from the older man. "There is no turning back now my love."

Daemon nuzzled her neck, "Mmmm,"

"Fuck me Daemon," Rebekah demanded impatiently in their native tongue.

He let out a string of Valyrian curses and thrusts into her slick heat.

Rebekah gasped loudly at feeling stretch and clench around him automatically. The sting gave her pain and soon overlapped with intense pleasure. Her heart thundered at the look in his eyes seeing nothing more than passion in his purple eyes.

The Prince did not give her much time to adjust while he was basking in his own pleasure of how the Valyrian beauty felt snug around his cock. "Fuck you're so perfect."

He pulled out and thrust back in repeatedly. "So good, my little slut." he puts his hips higher and watched his niece position herself behind Rebekah to rest against the headboard and let Rebekah relax against her front. The man fucked her even faster his expression filled with adoration and greed, his balls slapping against herarse, the sound echoed throughout the stone walls of her chamber. "So fucking tight around Kepus' cock."

Rhaenyra grunted at the pressure of her sweet love drilling against her wet mound. The older woman brushed her hair back and peppered loving kisses down her pale neck. Her Aunt was delicious like this.

Rebekah basked in the touch and pleasure given by her cousin and niece.

Every delicious thrust of his cock made Rebekah cry out and her responsiveness enthralled him at how she leaned into him for more. The man's eyes travel to Rhaenyra and kiss her deeply before taking her tit in his mouth while the other reached down to squeeze Rebekah's harshly.

He vowed to commit this memory for it was beautiful and a reminder that he would spend the rest of his mornings and nights with his cock being snugged by his pretty dragon until she begged.

"If you keep doing that my jewel I will ruin you." Rhaenyra moaned at how Rebekah ground against her pussy.

When she does it again Rhaenyra reached down to circle her clit and smacked her cheeks earning a lewd whine.

"Let go, Princess. Come on your Kepa's cock so your Queen will reward you for being such a good girl."

Daemon's eyes were blown wide feeling his darling niece flutter around his cock. The man wasn't going to last long and neither did Rhaenyra who was practically a moaning mess at how their mischievous wife rolled her arse against her clit and licked and bit at her neck teasingly.

The Heir moaned and pulled at her sweet darlings tits. Daemon allowed his hand to settle on the purple scar just above it and vowed with darkened eyes that no one would bring harm to her again.

Rhaenyra was the first to cry out their names and released with a whimper.

"Rhaenyra! Daemon!" Rebekah screamed, instantly reaching her peak and the man exploded inside her, coating her womb with several hot thick spurts of come, leaving him panting as he collapsed on the wife moments later.

Moments of silence fell when Rhaenyra moved so Rebekah rested against the propped pillows and reached down between her legs to stroke her folds that were coated with their mingled fluids.

Rebekah sighs in contentment. "There is something wrong with me," she whispered.

"There is nothing wrong sweet niece. Only that you are seeing the truth that we are the best lovers you've taken to bed."

A small giggle escaped her lips.

"Genvie." Rhaenyra complimented and kissed the crown of her head and cheeks repeatedly. "We must do this again soon," she said as Daemon rolled off them and rested against the mattress.

Daemon's hand massaged her lower stomach while giving Rhaenyra a thirsty expression, "I intend to satisfy both my wives tonight." his words held nothing but truth

The night was far from over.

News of the Wedding between Rhaenyra, Daemon, and Rebekah spread across Westeros like rapid fire.

King Viserys was angry — furious that his beloved daughter and niece married his brother. But it dimmed shortly and congratulated the trio and proclaimed that their love was just like their ancestors the Conquerors.

In her, the Queen's solar items have been destroyed. Paintings, books — anything that Alicent could get her hands on. The whole room had been destroyed from the curtains of her bed to the pillows. Her reddish hair was in disarray and her face with dark circles and dry stained cheeks. Her eyes are full of a wave of emotions; anger, denial, sadness, and betrayal.

How could Rebekah do this to her?

Surely, it wasn't true. Alicent would tell herself over and over again.

The Queen struggled to write a letter to Princess Rebekah. Each time she tried to write she'd scream and throw it into the fire pit with a screamful rage which would turn to her sobbing hysterically.

She had shut everyone out and demanded that her ladies and Ser Criston inform those who wished to enter her chambers to leave her alone

The public court merely thought she was raging about how her son's taken eye.

The only time she ventured out of her room was to visit her sweet boy Aemond out of love and concern, the other to make the court believe her lies when she was fuming over the turn of events on Dragonstone.

She finally managed to write a raven and sent it in hopes of a reply. That they were just all lies.

Except it was not.

One moon later at the council King Viserys receives a letter from Daemon Targaryen of splendid news. He just had to summon his council to share the news. Despite his sickened appearance, his wife and Otto wondered what brought the King to be so joyful to get out of bed.

"My Lords, my niece Rebekah Targaryen is blessed with child once again. This is wonderful news!"

Queen Alicent's dropped her goblet of wine ignoring the looks from her father and Ser Criston.

Rebekah with child.

A child with Daemon and Rhaenyra.

Hatred filled her heart and flashed an apologetic smile at the spilled wine but her face was void enough to show that she was not happy about the news. "Good news indeed."

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