ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ - House of the Dragon

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

AEMOND TARGARYEN

"Are you hungry?"

Visenya opened her beautiful lilac eyes, staring into my own amethyst one as her hand kept carefully stroking my chest with the tip of her fingers.

The corner of her lips slightly curled up in her pretty cheeky smile, and the warm flames behind her made her look like she had a holy halo around her black of hair. The goddess I would pray to every day and night if only she let me.

"I could eat, yes."

I felt her intense gaze in me as I leaned closer, leaving a quick kiss to her lips before sitting up and grabbing hold of the leather bag I had managed to prepare and hook to Vhagar's saddle.

There was enough food to fill us both, even though I knew she loved to eat and would devour every piece of bread within the bag before I could even grab a bit if I let her. I was glad I had prepared it before breakfast, feeling the throbbing sensation in the back of my head that something was to happen and I needed to be ready. A sixth sense if I ever saw one.

Bread, ham, cheese and wine. Could be a feast, if it were music and people. Though it did felt like heaven itself as I gently left the bag in her lap, leaning on my elbow and watching as her smile grew bigger and her white teeth showed up. Her nakedness also felt like a blessing, all comfortable around me with only the dark blanket covering her skin, and her very much blushed cheeks filled with food in a comic way as she began to eat almost without stopping to breath.

"You don't want any, do you?" She said, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.

I shook my head, bringing my other hand to her thigh under the blanket and giving it a soft squeeze, and I couldn't help it but delight myself as her leg reacted to my touch and she forced herself to swallow. It could be due to the food, yet I let the thought of it being because of my hand to sink in my stomach.

"Would you share if I say yes?"

"No."

A chuckle escaped my lips, sitting straight and leaning closer to dig my chin into her shoulder after briefly kissing her skin. She kept eating, almost ignoring me as I couldn't kept my eye off of her, and the memories of what we had done flashed through my mind as her throat, slightly marked with my lips and nails, moved up and down.

I had marked her thighs as well, digging my nails and scratching her skin until I had to clean a few drops of her blood she seemed not to notice. I knew she wouldn't had cared, but after what had happened when I grabbed her wrists I didn't want to risk her mood changing.

It unsettled me, yet it confirmed my theory: Jacaerys never gave her what she wanted, never experienced with her and showed her the pleasure in trying new things, and thinking in her having first experiences with me almost made go hard as she brought her gaze to mine, leaving a tiny piece of ham before my mouth I didn't think twice in devouring. It almost seemed as if she had waited I would deny it, pursing her lips and dramatically sighing, and I had to cover my mouth when a laughter was born in the back of my throat.

Visenya would give anyone the world, but sharing her food upsetted her as much as waking up.

"You're growing rather comfortable doing that." She said when I quickly kissed her lips.

She was right. I couldn't understand how Jacaerys had managed to control himself whenever he had her so close to his face, as naked as she was at the moment and with her moans and cries of the previous sexual encounters engraved on fire in his mind.

I couldn't, and I almost felt as if he was better than me since every time she looked at me like that, like I was one of those chocolate cupcakes she loved, I couldn't help it but think on kissing her until her lips melted in mine and we would become one.