A Rogue Dragon's Flight Chapter 10 (ASOIAF Daemon Tragryen SI) (Patreon)

Rhea Royce

“And then he tells Willam ‘If you love fish that much why don’t you kiss him’ as he brandished the carp like a sword, face first with the lips of the fish opening and closing almost like an invitation!” Rhea barely finishes her words before she starts laughing and soon she is joined by the laughter of Aemma who does her best to compose herself as a lady should.

Rhea doesn’t think it’s necessary since they’re in private but she won’t begrudge the way that Aemma keeps her poise despite the humorous story, on the future queen’s lap her young daughter laughs too but Rhea doubts that the young princess can even understand her.

After a moment they both compose themselves and look out from the garden of Dragonstone to the ocean below, Rhea knew that Dragonstone was unlike any other castle in the Seven Kingdoms, having been forged by the old Dragonlords it was a marvel of a building that has stood the test of time. the silver chairs and table they sit in is also another thing she wasn’t expecting but it looked like her husband’s family enjoyed the color and so many things in the castle were made of silver.

“What happened then?” Aemma asks as a hand covers her mouth so as to not let Rhea see the crooked smile she has on her face or the fact that she is perhaps laughing a bit too hard about her cousin, an effort in futility as some snort had escaped the future queen’s nose when Rhea was talking about how Willam first thought that her uncle’s threats of eating him were real.

“Daemon started chasing Willam with the fish shouting out ‘kiss the fish Willam! You must save it’ while my cousin threw whatever he could get his hands on at my husband to stop him from getting close the fool almost threw himself out a window when Daemon finally cornered him but luckily my uncle put a stop to that idea and to that chase”

Aemma laughs again and Rhea can’t help but think about how gentle she is and how good it is to have such a woman as family, she had heard horror stories about meeting those who married into the same family and how the ladies would quarrel but that didn’t seem to be the case for them.

“I had heard from Viserys that Daemon was wild but I thought he was talking about something different,” Aemma says before taking her daughter into her arms and raising her up “Thank the Seven that you’re a girl”

“Just wait until it’s time for her to get a husband, then you will have to worry!” Rhea jokes before raising the cup on the table to her lips, she didn’t particularly care for sweet wine but the dornish drinks were growing on her, maybe Daemon could make her some kind of sweet wine only for family.

“Hopefully I won’t, I think Viserys and the king are planning to betroth the child I’m carrying to my daughter if he is a boy” Right, Rhea had almost forgotten that her husband’s family practiced incest and that they usually made brothers and sisters marry each other, Rhea counted herself very lucky that there were no female Targaryens for her husband.

“Speaking of my husband being wild I have some stories I could tell,” Rhea says as she tries to change the topic, while she knows it’s the norm for house Targaryen talking about incest is not quite comfortable for her “but I don’t think you’re daughter should hear them”

Little Rhaenrya is very smart and turns to her at the word daughter making Rhea coo at her while wagging a finger in her direction, Aemma has a blush on her face that is threatening to turn her into a tomato but like any lady of high station it seems that she is interested in the more mature gossip ladies have with each other. Something that they keep well away and very secret from their husbands.

Aemma takes no time in coming to a decision and calls a servant to take her daughter away and then she pushes her chair closer to Rhea’s. As Rhea is thinking about what she should tell her new friend, choosing between the fact that Daemon has made use of her butt or the escapades they’ve had in the garden the shadow of a man starts to approach, with a sigh of frustration she moves away from Aemma who also has a frown on her face until they notice that it’s Daemon coming their way.

There is a fierce look of determination on his face and Rhea was worried that something bad had happened.

“Daemon wha-“ she couldn’t finish her words as Demon had crossed the distance between them and was now ravaging her mouth with his, she felt his tongue play with hers and move to the roof of her tongue to give her a tingly feeling that left her light-headed and feeling drop before starting to separate from her all while he dragged Rhea’s tongue out of her mouth only to suck on it before finally letting it go.

“Wow…” the words coming from Aemma made her remember that they weren’t alone and that Daemon shouldn’t be doing this with someone present but before she was allowed to protest her husband pushed his hand into her dress and past her underwear into her now dripping cunt, his fingers ghosting though the outer lips before pressing on her clit.

“Daemon~” Rhea mewled out as she did her best to contain her moans and from the side she could see that a red Aemma was covering her eyes with her hands, well, covering was too generous a tern since the future queen was looking through the gaps of her fingers.

“I need my perfect bronze bitch right now.” Daemon said huskily and Rhea felt a shiver go down her spine as he grabbed one of her arms and placed her hand on the bulge that was tenting his pants.

Face red and panting in want, Rhea did her best not to whine as Daemon spoke her special name but her cunt knew what she wanted and unbidden it started fluttering as it ached for her husband’s cock.

“I wi-will leave you two alone” Then Aemma runs out of the gardens and back into the castle, Rhea will never admit it but she is glad that Daemon doesn’t even pay attention to Aemma as she leaves, he only has eyes for her and that makes it all better.

Distracted as she is Rhea doesn’t miss the moment when Daemon’s fingers enter her cunny leaving her gasping as he curls the fingers at the entrance and rubs that special spot that drives her crazy and makes her eyes roll back on her head.

“Yes! Daemon~ More!” Rhea decides that she doesn’t care, she doesn’t care who sees her or who comes to the gardens, the only thing on her mind is pleasure and Daemon’s cock. As if she were a common whore she pushes up her dress up letting the air touch her now uncovered skin and giving Daemon a perfect view of her drooling quim as it flutters on his fingers.

Daemon quickly obliges her request for more bot not in the way she expected as his other hand grabs her ass with enough force to leave a mark making her moan out again.

“I’m very frustrated right for some reason but I know that this” he squeezes one of her cheeks before doing the same to the other “always calms me down”

Then his hands change positions and soon the one that’s lubricated with her excitement finds her shithole and without delay Daemon pushes two fingers into her anus.

“Daemon~” Rhea cums as she cries out the name of her husband, her hips shake and her cunt squirts out her orgasm as Daemon’s fingers ravage her backdoor mercilessly.

“You’ve turned into a whore who cums when someone put’s their finger up your ass” Daemon taunts her as the hand of her pussy flicks her nub before leaving it unattended while going towards his pants.

“N-Oh~” Rhea tries to deny it but just like with her cunt Daemon curls the fingers invading her ass and making her cum again while her legs make a valiant effort to keep her standing.

“No?” Daemon asks mockingly as his pants start to come undone “then why did you cum just now?”

Rhea shakes her head in an attempt to clear it before she answers but she fails and pushes herself against Daemon, her cunt directly over his barely covered cock “Just you! I’m just a whore for you!

Her confession makes his member twitch sending a spark of pleasure as it moves her clit and the lust in Daemon’s eyes becomes so overwhelming that Rhea fears that they won’t make it to dinner with the king. Rhea then turns around with her dress bunched up at her waist as she presents herself for her husband both of her lower holes twitching in anticipation as she waits for him to come to a decision.

“Oh, yes!” Daemon says as he finally grips his length. Rhea looks back over her shoulder while maintaining her position raising her ass up as much as she can so her dress doesn’t fall back on it and spreading her lips with one hand for her stud of a husband. Daemon lines himself up with her entrance, rubbing the tip against her hot wet slit… and with a groan, he pushes inside.

Daemon’s fuckpole stretches her poor needy cunt out. In a moment she forgets all she knows about decorum, of the fact that they’re not in their home or that anyone could walk in and see how Rhea debased herself for Daemon while he goes even further beyond, pushing his cock until she is stuffed completely and in a few seconds of hurried, greedy thrusting, Rhea knows that she can’t live without it anymore.

‘He’s so big…! I love when he stretches out my hole! I’ll never.. Never be able to fuck anyone else! I will only ever be Daemon’s woman!’ But all she could say as her husband’s fat cock drilled into her womb was a loud shrieking moan that tested the limits of her throat.

And even that is torn away from her, her hoarse voice barely able to function as Daemon’s lust is unleashed and he roughly fucks her. “Ugn! Ung! Hmmmph,” the sound coming from her throat are more like those an animal would make than a human and Rhea loves it!

“Rhea…My Rhea! I love fucking you~ my perfect bronze bitch!!!”

Rhea’s shuddering moans fill the air as she pushes back against Daemon’s thrusts making sure that their hips keep smashing together without stopping as they make a clapping noise that can’t be mistaken for anything else. The thick cock drilling into her, again and again, is driving her mad. Rhea’s agape face as she moans and her heavy breasts bounce and swing under her as she enjoys this godly cock.

“Yes! Yes! You’re doing it Daeeemooon! Aaahnn! Fuck me! Breed me! OH gods yes, this pussy is your! Hnnng! Fucking s-stretch me out stud! I hnnn-need this… oh god I never want to be away from your c-ccok~ Yours is the best… the only one for me… aahnnn!!” She cried out as a massive orgasm tore out of her. This was it, this was what she wanted to feel all the time “Aahhnnnn!!”

“Yes! Yes Yes! Fuckk meeee!” Daemon wasn’t showing any signs of stopping that was for sure. “Use me… breed me… oh fuuu-mmph!” Rhea’s eyes teared up and another orgasm hit her in quick succession, and just as it started to calm down.

*SMACK!*

Daemon’s strong hand collided with her ass. “Aaahnnn! Gawds yeesshhh!” Drool ran down her chin as he fucked her needy cunny with his dragon prick and alternated between slaping one cheek or another, quickly leaving her cheek’s bright red with big hand prints of ownership.

“Use me… use me…! Use me! Use me! Breed me! Oh by the seven!, Daemon~ fucking fill this whores womb uuuupppp!!!” Rhea screams as multiple orgasms rock through her. Her hips went numb, failing to push back. But Daemon just grabs her meaty thighs and manhandles her without a problem. Pulling and pushing her back onto his cock as Rhea’s face hangs in the air unable to keep herself quiet as she screams out another orgasm moments before Daemon gives her what she really wants.

All that thick cum, pumping directly into her womb. His meat spreading her lower lips, filling her tunnel, and shoving into her deepest place without care. It was one of the most pleasurable experiences of her life, but Rhea’s greedy cunt was made for this and won’t be satisfied forever.

Daemon throws his head back, breathing too fast and hard to even think about talking with her. All he does is let his hips fly as he cums inside of her, he grips her ass so hard his fingers leave bruises, and keep her ass locked, welded against his hips as he moans out a staggeringly deep groan and unloads everything in his balls inside of Rhea

“Ah-ahh… Oh… shoo hot… sho much… mmmm… Oh gawddds yes… fill me uppp…” Rhea’s face contorted into some truly wanton expressions as she feels he husband plant his seed inside of her again until finally Daemon lets go of her and they fall on opposite directions luckily they both manage to hand on to the table nearby but Rhea can’t help but whine as she feels how Daemon’s cum starts to drip out of her cunt.

Rhea doesn’t care what happened or why her husband was so forceful but she hopes it happens again but now she just wants to catch her breath and ask Daemon to bring her to their room.

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Author note: aaah! the best way to release your frustrations, sex, I hope you liked it as i keep dropping hints about what Daemon's been up to in his personal life and the way I'm trying to make the friendship between him and Willam more real.