BASED ON HOUSE OF THE DRAGON ON HBO &
FIRE AND BLOOD BY GEORGE R.R. MARTIN.
"In a family of gods, they were ordinary men."
"Apart, they were bitter and cold, a lone speck
against an infinite darkness, but together, they
burned as bright as the st...
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chapter thirty-six !
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AEMOND, 134 AC
It was on this night that Aemond realized he had been blessed when the gods had given him his wife. Alayne was the most perfect creature he'd ever seen, her soaked bronze hair appearing almost black, her lips and cheeks tinged the loveliest shade of pink from his kisses. And her eyes; pupils blown so wide only a ring of the deepest amethyst remained, ignited into a violet fire as lightning streaked across the sky behind them.
Aemond surged forward, capturing her mouth again in a heated kiss. He gripped at the fabric of her nightdress, running his hands along her hips, her waist, and up her back as he held her closer, closer, closer. He moved his mouth to kiss along her jaw and to her neck, earning a gasp of pleasure from her. Her skin was warm and sweet, and he bit her softly, teeth scratching her flesh as he marked her as his.
His entire body felt as if he were engulfed in flames. Every inch of his skin burned gloriously wherever his wife touched him.
Aemond settled his hands on her hips, splaying wide over the curve of her. Her fingers were braced on his jaw, digging in ever so slightly so she could pull him toward her.
"Gods, I want you so much," he murmured between kisses. "I've wanted you longer than you can imagine."
The sweetest whimper fell from Alayne's lips, and when her hips started to move against him, against the hardness in his trousers, Aemond thought he'd entered the heavens.
