Midnight Rain // Aemond Targaryen // Aegon II Targaryen (1)

31. Lifetime of Wrongs

Four years in and they hadn't had any luck with a baby. They were young, Aisha wasn't worried about that. What she was worried about was her father.

"I'm going to be fine." Aisha assured. "I'm one with the water." Aisha reminded Aemond as his eyes drifted to the rages waters.

"I don't want to lose you." Aemond told her. "It's dangerous. Your father-"

"My father needs me. I know it. I just need to be in the water, feel the waves and find him. There has been no communication, none what so ever... I'm worried something is really wrong." Aisha told him. "I have to go. I won't be gone long... at least that's the hope." Aemond kissed her again as she headed to the shores.

"I love you!" Aemond called after her.

Aisha walked through the woods, bare feet collecting leaves and pine needles as she walked she had to focus her mind. She took steadying breaths but a hand grabbed her.

"Aegon?"

"You were really going to leave without saying goodbye?" Aegon asked pulling her to him.

His voice was gruff as he approached her. His hand wrapped around her and she licked at her suddenly dry lips his gaze focused from her eyes to her lips. His hand was hot through the thin fabric of her dress and she felt a wave of want rush over her. His hand moved to her pebbled nipple and his thumb moved tracing a circle before he flicked his finger against her hardened nipple. A low moan escaped her before she could stop it and his gaze darkened with ferocity and lust as he looked down at her. He took a step into her trapping her against a tree and his body and her breath hitched when she felt his erection pressing against her. His brow furrowed as he took her in.

And without warning he's tearing at her clothes her lips tingle wanting his mouth on hers. After a moment she stopped thinking as he pushed up the skirt of her dress tugging at her panties and the sound she made him lose his patience and ripped them off.  Her head tipped her back against the tree as his fingers stroked her wet flesh greedily.

''You're so wet.'' he growled his fingers scissoring inside of her and she whimpered out. "Quiet." he whispered against her ear. ''Maybe it's better to have gotten it right and been happy for one day instead of living a lifetime of wrongs." Aegon whispered and her sanity flew in the breeze.

She leaned her head forward biting down into his shirt at his shoulder to muffle the noises escaping her. He shuddered at the sensation and a hand still cupping her breast tightened almost painfully before he removes it to fumble with his pants. Pulling his fingers out of her, admiring the slick wetness coating them. She whined at the loss and he brought his fingers to her lips.

'Suck." he instructed and she swirled her tongue around his fingers she released him with a pop and he groaned out.

Without warning he thrust his cock into her and she cried out and he stilled before looking at her eyes her hands digging into his shoulders he kept going. Moving filing her his hips pressed against her and into the tree rocking against her, the bark scratching her skin. It burned as she adjusted to his size and then the pain gave into the intoxicating pleasure.

His clothes rubbed against her clit as he thrust and she arched against him needing the sensation. He held her up higher on the tree. She wrapped her legs around him and a groan filled them from his angle. As he got deeper inside of her and she cried out as his thick throbbing cock slammed into her again and again.

Her eyes drifted shut and the pleasure in her face made her radiate. Overcome her brought a hand down to her circle her clit frenzied in his thrusts. He was rewarded by a spasm of her walls around him as her climax washed over her, pleasurable waves in an ocean of desire. 

A keening moan sounds in her throat as he continued his movements working her through her peak and them allows himself to come his seed shooting into her hotly.

After a long moment he gently lowered her to the ground the care he took with their frantic, frenzied coupling he slipped out of her and tucked himself back into his pants as she smoothed down her dress. She winced slightly as it immediately started to soak up the wetness that was coating her upper thigh. She looked back at him, shame filling her as she walked away without a word.

"Aisha!" he called after her but she dove into the water. He didn't see her pop up for air. He stared at the water until the sun set, digging his heels into the sand as he waited for her to come back, to be his. But that look on her face when they finished wasn't one was love it was regret and shame. Yet he sat, waiting, hoping they could still be something...