𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 / 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

Caught

Daenera watched from across the room as Saera flirted shamelessly with Aemond. Saera was a beautiful girl with flowing golden hair and sparkling blue eyes, but Daenera knew she was simply an insincere and manipulative child.

As Aemond tried to politely brush off Saera's advances, Daenera simply watched. She wasn't threatened by Saera at all because she knew she was more woman than Saera could ever be, so she approached them and placed a hand on Aemond's back and gave Saera a small fake smile.

"Excuse me, my love, but may I speak to you somewhere more private." She whispered into Aemond's ear seductively.

Saera's lip twitched in anger.

Aemond cleared his throat and turned around, leaving with Daenera. As they walked away, Daenera turned her head to Saera and licked her top lip with a smirk.

Once they were alone, Daenera stood before Aemond, her eyes blazing with desire as she took charge. She had always been drawn to Aemond's strength and confidence, but tonight, she wanted to show him that she was just as passionate and fierce as he was.

Without a word, she reached out and took his hand, pulling him towards the bed. Her movements were confident and sure, and Aemond couldn't help but be swept up in her energy.

As they fell onto the bed, She straddled him, her eyes locked onto his. She leaned in and kissed him fiercely, her tongue exploring every inch of his mouth.

Aemond moaned with pleasure, his hands running over her body as she ground herself against him. But Daenera was in control now, and she wasn't going to let him have all the fun.

She pulled away from the kiss and began to undress him, her fingers trembling with excitement as she explored his muscular chest and shoulders. Aemond watched her with a mix of desire and amazement, amazed at the passion and intensity she was displaying.

But she wasn't finished yet. With a fierce determination, she pushed Aemond onto his back and climbed on top of him, her body pressed against his as she took charge.

For hours, they explored each other's bodies with a passion and intensity that left them both breathless. Daenera was in control, but Aemond was more than happy to let her take the lead, lost in the pleasure and ecstasy of the moment.

As the night wore on, they both knew that they had found something truly special in each other. Their love was fierce, passionate, and all-consuming, and they knew that they would never find another like it.

The next morning, Aemond woke up, his body entwined with Daenera's, her curves fitting perfectly against his own. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to wake up next to her. The soft light of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their bodies.

As he gazed down at her, he felt a surge of desire course through his veins. He leaned in, brushing his lips against her neck, feeling her shiver at his touch. He moved his hand down her body, trailing his fingers over her skin, eliciting a soft moan from her lips.

She turned to face him, her eyes still heavy with sleep. Aemond couldn't resist the urge any longer. He captured her lips with his, his tongue delving deep into her mouth. She responded eagerly, her own tongue tangling with his.

Their bodies pressed together, their skin sliding against each other, creating delicious friction. Aemond's hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her breasts, the line of her hips, and the curve of her thighs. He felt her hands on his back, pulling him closer to her, their bodies fitting together perfectly.

Their kisses deepened, becoming more intense, their passion building with every passing moment. Aemond couldn't get enough of her. He never wanted this moment to end.

As they finally broke the kiss, Daenera looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and desire. Aemond couldn't resist her any longer. He moved his hand down between her thighs, feeling her wetness, and he slid his fingers inside her. She gasped, her body arching against his touch.

He moved his fingers in and out of her, his thumb rubbing against her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned, her body trembling with ecstasy, as she reached her climax. He continued to stroke her, drawing out her pleasure until she was spent.

As they lay there, their bodies entwined, Aemond knew that he would never get enough of her. He would love her forever, cherish her always, and wake up every morning next to her, feeling the warmth of her body and the depth of her love.

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Alicent stormed into Aemond's bedchamber, her anger palpable. She had been suspicious of Aemond's relationship with Daenera for some time, and now her worst fears had been confirmed.

Her eyes fell on the tangled figures on the bed, and she felt a surge of rage. Aemond was lying there, his bare chest rising and falling with each breath, while Daenera lay curled up next to him, her hair spilling over the pillow.

"Aemond!" Alicent shouted, her voice echoing through the room. "What is the meaning of this?"

Aemond stirred, his eyes fluttering open. When he saw his mother's furious expression, he scrambled to sit up, pulling the sheets up to cover his chest.

"Mother, what are you doing in here?" he asked, stunned.

Alicent's eyes flicked to Daenera, who was now sitting up as well, looking dazed and confused. "And what about her?" she demanded. "Is this how you plan to conduct yourself as a member of this family? Sneaking around with your betrothed behind closed doors?"

Aemond's face flushed with embarrassment. "It's not like that," he protested. "Daenera and I love each other. We were just spending some time together."

Alicent scoffed. "Love?" she spat. "You think you know what love is? You're barely more than a boy, Aemond. You have no idea what it means to truly love someone."

Daenera spoke up, her voice trembling. "Please, my queen," she said. "We didn't mean to cause any harm. We just... we care for each other deeply."

Alicent turned her fury on Daenera. "You think this is about caring for each other?" she said. "This is about duty and honor. You are betrothed to my son, Daenera. You have a responsibility to uphold the traditions of our family. And instead, you're sneaking around with him like a common whore."

Daenera flinched at the harsh words, Aemond got up immediately, not bothering to cover his naked body. He then placed a hand on his mother's shoulder and stared down at her intensely.

"If you ever speak to my wife like that again, I can promise you, mother, it will be the last time you do." She said calmly and placed a kiss on her cheek.

Alicent blinked out of fear and confusion. Her youngest son just threatened her.

"And you will tell no one about this mother." He said, walking towards the bed, wrapping his hand around Daenera's neck gently and kissing her passionately.