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ASHES OF THE CROWN || Daemon Targaryen

ASHES OF THE CROWN || Daemon Targaryen

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Game Of Thrones
Game Of Thrones: House Of Dragons
The Witcher
Alternate Universe (AU)
Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025
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Baelon Targaryen was the elder twin of Prince Aegon and the firstborn son of King Viserys I Targaryen and Queen Alicent Hightower. Yet despite Baelon's seniority, Viserys remained steadfast in his decision to name his half-sister, Princess Rhaenyra, as heir to the Iron Throne. The choice ignited whispers across the realm, sharpened by the scandalous rumors that swirled around Rhaenyra's closeness with her uncle, Daemon Targaryen. By then, Baelon and Aegon were little more than infants, too young to understand the storm brewing around their family. As he grew, Baelon became all too aware of the court's ceaseless speculation-particularly concerning Rhaenyra's children. Her firstborn daughter, Princess Aemma Velaryon, was born scarcely a year after her marriage to Laenor Velaryon. Some swore Aemma was Laenor's trueblood child, while others claimed she, like her younger siblings, was fathered by Ser Harwin Strong. Though Laenor acknowledged them all as his own, doubt clung to Aemma's parentage like smoke. Despite the enmity between their mothers, Aemma and Baelon forged an unshakable bond. Both Alicent and Rhaenyra warned their children to keep apart-whether out of political caution, mistrust, or the fear of scandal-but such commands only fueled their defiance. They slipped through the cracks of Red Keep vigilance, finding each other in shadowed corridors and moonlit chambers. Together they explored the streets of King's Landing, wandering far from watchful eyes into the bustling markets and even the notorious Street of Silk. By night, they crept into each other's rooms, whispering secrets until dawn. Their meetings were reckless, dangerous, and forbidden-but never once were they discovered. Within the heart of a family divided by crowns and claims, Baelon and Aemma carved out a secret world that belonged only to them....

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