Oberyn Martell Fanfictions

From Marriage to Love - Chapter 3: Cuts and Wounds

What if the prince is still seeking his revenge? What if he wants to hurt your father as your father hurt his sister? The thought of being murdered or raped made your blood run cold. You must have been out of your mind when you sneaked out after dark. But what if... A slim hope of something romantic happening between you and the prince crossed your mind in a wild burst before you stepped out to the small glade.

Abandoned and empty. Coming there was truly a stupid thing to do. The anger and disappointment swallowed your mixed emotions and you cursed your silly heart for leading you into a set-up.

Your eyes fixed at the twinkling of moonlight on the water. If it wasn't impossible you would swear you saw Oberyn's face reflecting on the surface, maliciously taunting your naivety.

"I must say I'm surprised." A deep, hoarse voice cut through your thoughts making you squeal and shudder in surprise. A swell of panic rose in your guts mingling with excitement in your chest at the sight of the simpering prince.

"I didn't expect you to be here, Lady Y/N."

"Um... You sent me a message, remember?"

"Yes, I did but..." He paused and tilted his head to emphasize the question. "Why are you here?"

His question baffled you. What kind of game is he playing? And what should you answer for that? You couldn't tell the truth: you felt a desire you hardly understood yourself, to meet him.

"Because... I thought you want to apologize."

"Apologize?" He chuckled, eyes being opened wide. "For what?"

"You called me a liar this morning."

"Are you not?"

"Ugh! Excuse me?!"

"Just tell me the truth."

It didn't take a whole minute for him to get a rise out of you. But you weren't about to give him the satisfaction.

"I've told you already! You have insulted me twice today and I want an apolo..."

"Liar! You're here because you have a crush on me."

The Red Viper may or may not be as dangerous as they say, but he was bold enough and so damned arrogant, so pleased with himself it made your teeth clench. Part of your mind was outraged, but more of it was panicking and your mouth opened and closed twice but you couldn't get the words out.

"Don't be shy, Lady Y/N. You can admit."

"I hate to bring it to you, Prince Oberyn, but you got the wrong impression."

"If you say so." He shrugged. "I must have misunderstood the friction between us."

"Friction?!" You chuckled nervously.

"The tension, the vibration, the electricity in the air." He said approaching you slowly until your bodies were so close you could smell the enticing scent of his skin. His eyes were overwhelmingly dark and smoldering.

The shaky breath you took and the flutter of your lashes exposed your desires and Oberyn read the signs as if they were written on your face. His lips like magnets pulled you closer and closer until there was no way back. You closed your eyes and parted your lips to welcome the kiss of the prince.

"Liar!" He whispered and it was all you got from his mouth.

Your eyes flicked open and a sudden rush of adrenaline flooded your nerves. The tremor of shame ran through you like a lightning bolt, leaving behind an unpleasant feeling of tingling and numbness. Your heart was about to burst out of your chest, your muscles stiffened, your jaw clenched and heat wave across your skin.