He could never resist when Rhaenyra begged. A simple please would not do. She had to really beg, with those big puffy purple eyes and tear stained face. He knew she was desperate for a white haired babe after their wedding. Maybe Daemon teased her too hard. His boot against her cunt at council, kissing and groping her in spare rooms, pinning her against the iron throne in the absence of an audience. She'd had enough, because she knew exactly how to return the favor. She dresses in her night clothes and came to bed, kissing his cheeks softly. He had gone quite a few nights without satisfying her now. "Good night, dear husband." She said and laid down. He smiled in amusement as he watched her snuggle into her pillows.
He put his hand atop her ass and gave a firm squeeze. She whined. He chuckled before properly laying down for bed. It was Rhaenyra's breaking point. She could not take another night of ruthless teasing. She turned to lay on his chest, pushing her breasts against his arm and gripping his shoulder. "Daemon, please oh dear gods do not deny me any longer just-" He grinned. "Just what, Rhaenyra? Give you a baby? Fill your cunt with my seed? Tell me why you deserve it." He encouraged and grabbed her hips, erection growing slowly.
He loved hearing her beg. He did not expect her to slide her hand into her small clothes and then push her fingers inside her wet entrance. "Daemon, look at me I'm pathetic I need you, I know you want me, please just fuck me- Daemon-" She whined, tears beginning to flow as she whimpered and pushed herself against Daemon's chest. He had not deprived her of his quick fingers and tongue, she had finished many times since their wedding, but he had yet to give her his cock.
He slid his hand down and slid 2 more fingers inside her, and she did start sobbing. "Daemon please, fuck I can't do this anymore just fuck me, I beg of you have mercy, let me take it. Daemon. You know I deserve it, I have been so good for you-" She gasped as he began curling and shoving his fingers inside her. "You sound so sweet crying my name, little princess. I'll give you an orgasm, I swear it." He said with a knowing smirk. He was well aware she wanted him to fuck her. She left Daemon to satisfy her and grabbed his shoulders with both hands. "Daemon. Daemon, fuck me please, put your baby in my womb, I beg of you." She sobbed, tears running down her face.
His dick was at full attention, and he suddenly ripped her smallclothes off and shoved his down. She climbed atop him and he grabbed her hips, raising them up and lining his dick up with her entrance. "Yes, yes, yes, yes-" She gasped through tears, she'd figured out not to stop crying at this point. He watched her face as he slowly lowered her on his cock. She whined and gasped as it stretched her and clawed at Daemon's chest. "Fuck, Princess." He groaned softly as she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth.
He slowly pulled out as she whined and squirmed against him, panicking about how painfully empty she felt. He quickly slammed into her, all the way to the hilt, and held her hips tight against his. "Fuck!" Rhaenyra shook and dug her nails into his skin. "You can draw blood, my wife, but that won't change my cock fucking you." He snarled in her ear and set a rough and sloppy pace, fucking her hips upwards with every thrust. "Do I feel good?" She whimpered and Daemon grabbed her chin, dragging her face to his and forcing her eye contact.
"You are the single greatest conquest I've ever indulged upon. You feel fucking amazing." He snapped his hips against her to make his point, slamming his dick into her. She moaned and pushed her hips back into him. He stuck his thumb in her mouth and watched as her eyes watered and she sucked on it readily. She was always so eager to please when she was desperate. "You want a baby so bad, don't you? Want me to breed your little dragon cunt for you?" He teased and pinched her nipple, making her jump. "Yes, yes breed me, " She whimpered brokenly, and took it well. He took his thumb from her mouth and cupped her breasts in each hand.
She pushed into his hands eagerly, the Princess of Dragonstone whining like a starved dog. "I've got you, Rhaenyra. I'll take care of you." He moaned in her ear, sitting up to kiss her neck while he fucked her. She threw her arms around his neck, clawing at his back and pulling at his hair. Daemon seemed to enjoy it, nipping marks into her chest while he played with her tits. She dipped her head to bite the crook of Daemon's neck sharply. Daemon grabbed the braid at the back of her head and pushed her closer. She bit hard and gasped, pulling away softly when she tasted blood. He moaned loader. "Nyra, put your head down." He said and pushed her head back down to his neck. He tucked her face into the bite and blood sprung up to kiss her cheek.
She was shocked as he grabbed her ass and held her in place to fuck her. The blood had spurred him on, she realized. She whimpered as he pounded her and bit under his collarbone, holding on tight. He groaned and shifted his arm to give her more room. She bit and sucked then bit again until she tasted blood, and instead of pulling away she lapped at it, suckling and pushing her tongue against the source. "Fuck!" Daemon whined and dug his nails into the soft flesh of her ass, continuing to thrust his cock into her. She moaned against his flesh and licked up the wound before drawing away to face him.
He stared at her lips, dripping with his blood. He grabbed her torso to his and slammed her into the bed, putting her legs at either side of his head while he drove his dick deep into her eager cunt. "Daemon!" She moaned and gripped the pillows behind her. "You look so good like this, my wife." He gasped and she dug her nails into his shoulders. Daemon watched as a droplet of blood dripped onto her pale neck, leaving a trail from her chin. He slammed into her all the way to the hilt and came long spurts, gripping her hips and holding her in place to ensure she got every drop. She whimpered and pulled his face to hers. He kissed her hard and she felt his blood wet his own lips as well.
He dipped his hand to her pussy and rubbed his thumb over her clit. She gasped and whined, yet he left his dick within her. "Stay still, Rhaenyra. I did swear to make you cum, did I not?" He whispered and she whimpered. "It's so much, fuck, maybe I'll be pregnant and-" He kissed her again, gently. "Cum with my dick in you. Please, my Princess." He petitioned, rubbing soft circles over her clit. Her head dropped back and she relaxed into the feeling. He was always so persistent she finish, yet it was also the only time he was so soft. "Oh, Daemon." She sighed and he kissed her neck, cradling her gently.
There was a knock at the door. Rhaenyra attempted to sit up at once, and to shift her husband's cock out of her cunt. Daemon kept her hips there with his free time. "Who is interrupting us?" He yelled, keeping his pace against his wife's wet pussy. "Er, it is Ser Cole. The good Queen requests the presence of the Lady Rhaenyra, Princess of Dragonstone. She semt me with a letter I am to deliver to the Princess myself." He called and Daemon grinned wickedly. "Daemon!" Rhaenyra hissed, watching the cogs and gears turn in her cruel beloved's head. "I am trying to make an heir to the Iron Throne. What is more important?" He said to her, applying more pressure to make his point. She stifled a moan and he could feel her twitch around his dick.
"Come on, get along with it then." Daemon yelled and Rhaenyra snatched a blanket to throw across her chest. Daemon pressed his hips against her, pressing his shrinking cock as deep into her as possible. He sped up his pace and pressed a gentle kiss to her neck before looking up to watch Ser Criston Cole enter the room, holding a piece of parchment. "Oh-! I was not aware, ah-, I shall return at a later time-" He said quickly, covering his eyes at the sight of his Princess displayed on her bed, being pleasured by her husband. "No, her Grace commanded it so urgent you interrupt the creation of an heir to the Iron Throne itself. Give my wife her letter." Daemon snapped and pinched her clit gently, ramping up the speed and driving her closer to finishing.
He wanted her to act out. To moan. To be utterly pathetic on his dick and for her lip to quiver while she read him the contents of whatever this insignificant letter contained. She had told him of Ser Criston Cole taking her maidenhood. He did not enjoy the thought but rather enjoyed the look of shock to see Rhaenyra taking his cock so well. He cautiously approached the bed, and Daemon stared at Rhaenyra fondly. She was taking this with stride, a royal expression upon her face as she awaited the delivery. She was twitching and tensing uncontrollably beneath the blanket where Daemon focused on her sweet folds. Cole offered the letter from as far from the bed as possible, stretching his arm and shoulder to offer it to her. Daemon chuckled at the sight of it, smirking at the man's embarrassment.
"Ser Cole. Do you expect your Princess to reach?" She said coldly. Cole blushed bright red. Daemon's grin widened. Oh, the woman she had grown into. "M-my Lady-"
"Princess." She corrected before pointing just beside the bed, where she intended for him to walk. He gulped and ascended to her, keeping the letter outstretched. Daemon worked harder than ever and felt the tell-tale final twitch before she came. It was a bit uncomfortable for Daemon, his cock had shrunk since he'd finished and was no longer so aroused. He enjoyed it none the less. Rhaenyra was overwhelmed seconds after accepting the letter, pulsing on his cock and whimpering needily. "Fuck, oh, o-oh~" She whined and gripped his shoulders. He let her ride it out and Ser Cole scurried away and out their door.
