Led By Fiery Passion (currently being revised)

Part 69

Two months later: Aemond

Two months without seeing Aenyra. It was even harder than the years they spent apart. She was all he thought of.

Aenyra's breathtaking smile that lit up the darkest corners of his mind, her beautiful blue eyes that were so easy to get lost in, her soft dainty hands that fit perfectly in his, the sound of her voice...the sound of her voice when she moaned out his name...

"Aemond— please I need to cum.. I'm-I'm so close." Aenyra begged. Her perky breast bounced as he thrusts his dick in her at the speed she craves.

"Where do you want it?"

"I want it here." Aemond's gaze darkens as he watched her point to her slightly opened mouth. He picked up his speed; now pounding into her tight pussy at a rapid pace.

"Then open up wide!"  He pulls out of her, reaching down he grabs the back of her head letting his fingers weave in her hair. He grips hard and begins thrusting into her mouth with the same intensity as he did her aching core.

She loves it

"AGGHH, AEMOND!!!" Aenyra's muffled moans echoed around their chamber. She starts to gag the harder he thrust. Aemond watches with a burning desire as she puts one of her hands between her legs and begins fingering herself, rubbing her clit to meet his pace.

"Aenyra!" Aemond breathed out her name, he threw his head back and bit down on his bottom lip in an attempt to hold back , but the moment he heard and felt her shudder around him and moan out his name he new her climax had hit. Aemond stilled his movements and watched as she pumped him fast allowing his seed fill her mouth, his large load dripped from the corners of her swollen lips. She seductively opened her mouth showing him his own release on her tongue before closing her mouth and swallowing it down. Her finger collected the last of his essence that had dripped from her lips and she drew it into her mouth sucking it in. Not once letting her sultry gaze leave his.

"Aenyra, FUCKKK!" Aemond groaned out as he jerked himself off in his cell. His chest heaving as sweat dripped down his neck and back. He pumped a few more times letting the last few drops hit the stone floor. His shuddering breaths began to calm as the wave of pleasure died down. Aemond opened his eye, and ran his hands down his face; what he wouldn't give or do to be next to her.

After tucking himself away, Aemond walked over to the bucket of water in the corner, cupped his hands to scoop some up, and splashed it onto his face.

Today was the day.

He had meticulously observed the shifts of the guards and even feigned a friendship with one of the younger ones. Everything was unfolding as planned, and if all went well, he would be with Aenyra by dawn by the latest.

As night approached, the guard Aemond had come to know as Martyn Reyne entered, just as he typically did every three nights. Standing beside the railing, Martyn discreetly revealed a stolen wine bottle. Their light conversations over the many weeks had allowed Aemond to feign a growing friendship, allowing Martyn to feel more at ease doing favors for him out of sight.

"I did as you asked. Do you think the king will notice it's gone?" Martyn queried, carefully displaying the wine he had hidden in his loose armor. It was one of Aegon's favorite wines one he kept only for himself in a specific cellar.