Game Of Thrones:Lady Blackthorne

CHAPTER 13

When morning came Aldarra was so comfortable and warm. She snuggled into the warmth surrounding her. Tywin was awake watching her snuggle into his arms and neck. She made cute little squeaky noises. He loved how she felt against his body. Aldarra molded against him perfectly. Not too big or too small. She had her leg wrapped around his leg with her knee between his legs. Her hand was on his chest and her head rested against his shoulder. He could feel her breath on his neck and skin. Tywin was truly content and relaxed. He has taken her two more times in the night.

Aldarra stirred, making a little squeaky noise. She sat up all sleepy eyed and looked into his eyes and said, "Good morning, my Lord husband." He smiled at her and moved some of her wild dark locks away from her face.

Tywin said softly, "Good morning, my lady wife." She leaned in and kissed his mouth. He buried both of his hands in her hair  thoroughly taking advantage of the sweetest mouth he ever tasted. He broke the kiss and rolled her on her back and entered her. Aldarra moaned out loud in such a sexy way to him. She was a bit sore, arching her back into him. Tywin closed his eyes at the sensation of how she made him feel. Sex has never felt like this for a long time in his life. It was all gratification and nothing else. 

He began slowly thrusting his
hips grinding his pelvis into her clitoris. He started to speed up and the rush of his body was driving him.

She said softly, "Faster, harder, Tywin." Tywin started pounding her tight little pussy. Tywin couldn't get enough.

Together they came at the same time. His body was pulsing. They clung to each other's bodies wrapped around each other panting, sweating and gripping tightly. They were quietly just coming down together. He rolled her on top of his body. Aldarra laid her head on his shoulder brushing her fingers through his damp chest hair. Tywin was so relaxed.

After a while, he got his dressing robes on and ordered food to break their fast. Afterwards, they both took a warm bath together washing each other. It was so intimate that she felt closer to him, by him letting her do this for him as he ended up making love to her after in the bath before getting out. They both got dressed for the day and kept kissing from time to time.

He looked over his correspondences in his study and wrote some replies, while Sansa and Aldarra had lunch together with Shae in the gardens. When she returned to the tower, Tywin told her that his son Jamie had returned finally and was maimed.

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A sennight prior, Tywin draws a sword of valyrian steel and hands it to a blacksmith, who knocks its hilt off with a hammer, and then places the blade into the forge. It melts down into molten sludge and is then recast into two swords.

After another sennight, Jaime holds up a sword, admiring it in the sunlight in his father's study in the Tower of the Hand where his desk is. Jamie says, “Magnificent.”

Tywin was looking down at a message on a scroll and said, “Mm-hmm.”

Jamie smiled and commented,  “It looks fresh-forged.”

Tywin mumbled, “It is.”

Jamie said curiously, “No one's made a Valyrian steel sword since the Doom of Valyria I thought?”

Tywin answered him saying, “There are three living smiths who know how to rework Valyrian steel. The finest of them was in Volantis. He came here to King's Landing at my invitation a little while back to make it.”

Jamie asked, “Where did you get this much Valyrian steel?”

Tywin told him, “From someone who no longer had need of it.” Jamie nods and hefts the blade to feel the weight of it in his hand.