The Death of War

Chapter 14

The first part is pretty much smut 😳 . The gods have a surprise for Aemond, Daemon and Rhaenyra that they are not expecting. I hope you guys like it. 🥰

For Rhaenyra, Daemon and Aemond in the world that is all fucked up I am following the age they are in the books, not the TV show. 

3 days later.

After everything that had happened, all the years she had spent separating herself from her father, she would have thought that her father's death would have hurt less. Her father had hurt her in ways she was still healing from. He had caused so much pain and had torn their family apart. Because of her father, she had spent so many years away from her home and the people she loved. Her father had taken everything she had believed in and threw it away, he had abandoned her when she needed him the most. Even after all of that she still could not hate him. She had known he had been sick for a long time, but she had not expected him to pass away so soon.

"I hate seeing you like this." Rhaenyra turned to her husband, who was giving her a concerned look. "You have barely spoken for the past three days and you are not eating."

"I am not very hungry." Daemon had been hovering over her since they had found out about the death of her father. He was grieving in his own way, but Daemon had made peace with his brother a long time ago. "You do not have to worry about me."

"Of course I do." Her husband moved closer to her, cupping her face. "I do not like seeing you so sad, you have barely left our chambers."

"I will be fine." She covered her hands with his. "I just need some time to make sense of all of this."

"Rhaenyra," The fear in his voice made her eyes snap up to his. He looked afraid and concerned. "Do not shut me out. I know I am not the best at dealing with emotions, but I am here for whatever you need. I love you."

She could tell he was truly afraid of her pushing him away. Rhaenyra loved Daemon, even after everything they had been through, he had done everything humanly possible to make it up to her. Rhaenyra removed Daemon's hands from her face and stepped closer to him, her hands going around his neck. She gave him a smile before pressing her lips against his. Daemon moaned and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. The kiss was slow and deep, they poured every bit of feeling into it.

Daemon's hands were busy with her gown, while her hands were busy removing his clothes. They both needed each other, they needed to find solace in each other. She would not push Daemon away and she was happy that he was not allowing her to get lost in her grief. She could tell the moment her husband got impatient because he ripped part of the gown and removed it. Her crown did not fare any better, her husband yanked it off her head and threw it across the room. Their kisses became fast and hungry as they moved towards the bed, clothes flying every few steps.

They both fell on the bed without breaking the kiss. Daemon's mouth moved down her neck while his hands played with her breasts. Rhaenyra's hands dug into Daemon's hair and her hips ground against his. She wrapped her legs around Daemon and was able to flip them until she was on top of him, her mouth returning to his. She deepened the kiss and rocked her hips once more, enjoying the feel of her husband's hard body beneath her.

Her husband was not ready to relinquish his control of her and sat up on the bed, biting her bottom lip in punishment, before aligning himself against her. Rhaenyra smiled against his mouth before she let her body fall. Both of them moaned as his cock dug deeper inside her body until it felt as if she were about to burst. Daemon's hands moved to her ass, each hand grabbing a handful as he helped her move on top of him.