“My prince,” she greeted him softly, her voice carrying a hint of amusement as she rose to her feet, smoothing her plain dress with a graceful movement. “I was beginning to wonder if you would come tonight.”
Aemond’s breath was hot against Lyra’s skin as his lips trailed lower, following the curve of her neck down to her collarbone. He kissed, nipped, and sucked, his teeth grazing her soft flesh just enough to make her shiver beneath him. Her body responded to every touch, every kiss, arching into him as her breath hitched in anticipation. She was already trembling, her hands gripping his tunic as though trying to ground herself, but Aemond had no intention of allowing her to stay grounded.
He kissed her again, this time just inches from where she needed him most, his tongue darting out to tease the sensitive skin. Lyra gasped, her body jerking in response, and Aemond smiled against her skin, pleased with her reaction. He could feel her trembling beneath him, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as she struggled to keep herself together. But Aemond had no intention of letting her hold on to that control for long.
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Aemond’s possessive desire for Lyra grows as he visits her chambers under the cover of night. Despite his struggle to maintain control, Aemond is consumed by the need to dominate her, their connection deepening with each touch. As Aemond takes his time, savoring every moment, he ensures that Lyra understands her place—completely his, both body and soul.
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He pushed her further, his tongue flicking against her with deliberate precision, his lips teasing and sucking until he felt her body tense, her breath catching in her throat as she hovered on the edge of release. And then, with one final flick of his tongue, she shattered. Lyra cried out, her body arching off the bed as her orgasm crashed over her, her thighs trembling beneath his hands as she rode the waves of pleasure. Aemond didn’t stop, didn’t pull away, his tongue continuing to work her through her release, drawing out every moan, every tremor of pleasure until she was completely spent. Only then did he pull back, his lips and chin glistening with her wetness as he looked up at her, his breath coming in shallow, ragged bursts. Lyra lay sprawled across the bed, her chest rising and falling with the effort to catch her breath, her eyes half-lidded as she gazed down at him with a mixture of awe and satisfaction.
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