Cruel Summer // Maegor the Cruel

12. Steal Your Fire

I Think He Knows / Viserys Targaryen out now!

It was a small ceremony, Visenya officiated it for Davina and Erryk, after Maegor took a second bride and fled their union with the faith was estranged. 

"I am unreliable and undependable. I fly around the regions all around westeros with my dragon he has been stability for years, since I was a baby. And now you should know before we do this, that I'm going to make your messy. I want to get married and have children at least one, maybe two...  and I like you, I think I love you, I might if I dont right now." Davina remarked and Erryk smiled softly back at her.  "I really do but I don't wanna stop being me." Davina remarked. "So if I'm in an out of your life, flying off just because and then randomly popping up with no explanation just a smile and kiss."

"You promise that kiss?" Erryk teased. 

"I promise." Davina agreed kissing him right now. "and I know it's not ideal for most... but I loved how my mother was always free, that she never let our cunt father rule over her, that she was always this amazing bold woman that did what she wanted, but put her kids first, she never lost her fire and I dont want to lose my fire."

"I dont want to steal your fire." Erryk assured. Davina smiled back at him. 

"But Would that be enough for you?" Davina pondered. "Me and my bullshit?"

 Erryk stared back at her. Considering he thought this day would never come he would never get the chance to be with someone as he had with her to love someone as he loved her, it was more than enough getting to hold on to Davina, to call her his even if she flew off and had her adventures without him, as long as she came home to him, it was perfect as opposed to never at all.

"It would be more than enough," he agreed.

"You are a good guy. There are not many left like you. I'm glad you were so persistent Erryk. I'm glad you thought I was worth the trouble." Davina remarked.

"No one looked at me like you did treated me like you did... It was refreshing and exhilarating." Erryk declared.

"You could come with on occasion." Davina offered meeting his gaze. "We could have an adventure together I mean."

"I would really love that." Erryk agreed kissing her.  

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They said their I dos, I am his and he is mine and Visenya was beaming the whole time. Then suddenly there were in bed, Erryk couldnt get there fast enough. Their clothes were off and his lips never left hers. She was on her back and he was inside her, she brought a hand to his face. 

He was still staring at her, she felt herself get lost in his eyes as he began to move, thrusting in and out of her, hitting that mysterious part in her over and over with each snap of his hips. She had never felt so seen as she did in that moment, so utterly bare and raw under his eyes. 

Davina got lost in the moment of it, her own hips moving on instinct to meet his thrust. He didnt feel like Maegor he was smaller, his frame, he was shorter, muscled but now Maegor muscled, but he seemed to know what he was doing. Moving together almost like a dance, she could feel sweat run down her neck, her pulse running fast, her heart beating loudly in her chest. The noises of their coupling filled her otherwise quiet chambers.

 Her desperate whimpers and moans of pleasure, his own groans and the whisper of her name on his lips. He was repeating it like prayer, to convince himself that it was truly her here beneath him, after all his falling in love with Davina this was their life, their love. She was his wife, he was her husband, Erryk smiled as Davina let him take her over and over again. 

It was the wet rhythmic sound of the act itself, as he drove into her again and again. It all made sense, to become one to lose each other in the other, moving as one. She might have sought this only to rid her mind finally of the shame, just to fuck away all her pain or losing Maegor, but she felt every little thing. 

 She could feel her peak building, her nails digging deep into his back in anticipation. Her hips and legs pulling him in as close as he could. She needed only a few more thrusts. She felt his hand touch her once more. A thumb to the clit, snaking right between where they were joined. He gave her clit a few practiced strokes as he thrusted once, twice and on the third she let out a yell as she could feel her body come apart. 

She removed her hands from where they had been digging into his back, there was a small amount of blood beneath some of her finger nails. She hadn't even noticed she had broken his skin. But Erryk didn't seem to mind, he was too awestruck by his beautiful bride.