A Prince of House Targaryen Chapter 72 (A Princess's Night) (Patreon)

As they stepped into the opulent royal chamber, the air thick with anticipation, Rhaegar's piercing inquiry sliced through the silence, "Where were you two?" His tone carried a mix of concern and authority; his eyes were fixated on Aemon and Daenerys.

As soon as the door was closed. Aemon explained everything that happened. With every passing moment, his gaze shifted, locking onto his sister's figure, her countenance revealing a hint of annoyance tinged with a touch of hidden anger. Aemon's curiosity stirred. Aemon knew Cannibal was flying around Harrenhal.

"Daenerys, is it true you have bonded with Cannibal?" Rhaegar questioned with a growing smile as he approached his sister; he couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was another boom for House Targaryen. Now they had not one, but two Dragons, securing their place in Westeros even more. While Rhaegar understood the danger of having a Dragon like Cannibal around, Rhaegar had no doubts that Daenerys was stronger than Cannibal; he knew Daenerys wasn't someone to give up easily.

Her violet eyes, usually filled with confidence, flickered with a hint of insecurity, mirroring the vulnerability that lingered beneath her stoic facade. A nervous tremor coursed through her, causing her mouth to involuntarily open and close like a delicate flower caught in an unpredictable breeze.

Just as her pink lips parted for the umpteenth time, a flicker of emerald green danced across her right eye, a stark deviation from the usual captivating shade of purple that had become synonymous with her Targaryen lineage. It was a fleeting moment, a mere blink of an eye. Breaking the uneasy silence, Daenerys finally found her voice, though it carried a chilling edge that cut through the air like a winter wind. "I don't control Cannibal; you can never control him," she replied, her words laden with a potent mix of defiance and resignation. The warmth that once radiated from her joyful expression had vanished, replaced by a steely resolve that transformed her gaze into an icy glare fixed upon Rhaegar.

Aemon suddenly heard the roar of a dragon outside; he quickly knew Aegarax was roaring at Cannibal to fly away; from a nearby window, Aemon watched as Cannibal flew away, but not too far; Aemon couldn't help but feel that Cannibal was a potential enemy.

"Aemon, We need to talk about this. Shrykos's offspring cannot be controlled the way you think; it would be better for your family and your aunt to kill Cannibal," Aegarax suddenly spoke in Aemon's mind, his voice sounding alarming; Aemon knew his friend was concerned.

"Who's Shrykos?" Aemon questioned, a little intrigued. He had heard the name be brought up by Bloodraven and now from Aegarax as well; the way they both spoke of him, they spoke of him as if Shrykos was someone or something dangerous.

"Shrykos... was a Monster. That's what he is. Pray we never see him." Aegarax spoke with a voice that Aemon had never heard before; he sounded afraid!

"Cannibal might be dangerous, but I trust Daenerys. She won't allow him to do anything," Aemon spoke with pure conviction; he didn't know her for long, but he was convinced that she could keep him under control.

'And if she can't, what if she loses her mind, if that happens, your aunt will be gone. Cannibal is Shrykos's offspring, all those that tried to tame Shrykos lost their minds, and the dragon swallowed them after that, all but ONE of them.' Aegarax warned him, making it clear that Cannibal was extremely dangerous.

Aemon watched as Daenerys's face slowly turned back to normal, her eyes showing joy once again, something Rhaegar found a little strange but decided not to dwell on it for now. Rhaegar knew he needed to discuss Cannibal with everyone, but it was already too late at night, so he decided to wait until tomorrow morrow to have the discussion.

With a commanding presence, Rhaegar gazed at his son, Aemon, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and curiosity, as he posed a question that lingered in the air like an ominous cloud, "Aemon, is Cannibal dangerous to us?" The weight of Rhaegar's authority hung in the room, causing a ripple of unease to spread.

Aemon, his youthful face filled with determination, vehemently shook his head in denial. However, as his words trailed off, a sense of disapproval emanated from Aegarax. Undeterred, Aemon spoke with unwavering conviction, his voice resonating with unwavering faith, "No. Aegarax and Daenerys can keep him under control," Anticipating a nod of approval or a word of reassurance from Aegarax, Aemon was instead met with an unsettling silence that hung in the air.

With a weariness etched upon his face and a heavy sigh escaping his lips. "Very well," he murmured, his voice tinged with a hint of exhaustion, "you both go to sleep. Tomorrow at first light we will discuss your dragon, Daenerys." As his words hung in the air, Rhaegar absentmindedly rubbed the top of his head, a gesture of fatigue and contemplation, his mind surely burdened with the weight of impending decisions.

Daenerys and Aemon, with a graceful turn, gracefully departed from the regal chamber, their footsteps echoing softly against the opulent marble floor. As they emerged into the dimly lit corridor, a gentle flicker of torchlight casting ethereal shadows, the young Targaryen princess's vibrant purple eyes shimmered like rare jewels, their depths filled with a warm and resolute determination.

"Thank you for coming to me, sweet nephew," she uttered with a voice as velvety as honey, the melodic cadence weaving a tapestry of warmth and tenderness. As her words flowed from her lips, she delicately traced her pink tongue across them, a gesture that sent a subtle ripple through Aemon's being, causing him to momentarily lose his composure. In an attempt to regain his poise, he averted his gaze, only to be rewarded with an endearing giggle that escaped Daenerys's lips like a playful symphony dancing in the air.

Aemon couldn't contain his amusement as he listened to the delightful sound of her giggles, a melody that echoed through the air like the tinkling of crystal chimes. With a warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips, he shifted his gaze towards Daenerys, whose radiant countenance held a captivating allure, like a moonbeam illuminating a starlit night.

"I will help you, whenever you need me," Aemon pledged, his voice resonating with unwavering determination. In response, a glimmer of gratitude danced in Daenerys' eyes. Moved by her gesture, she leaned in closer, brushing her lips gently against his cheek, leaving a tender imprint of affection.

"This was to have sweet dreams," Daenerys purred, her voice a low and husky melody that caressed the air. She bestowed upon him her radiant smile once more, illuminating the corridor with its brilliance before she gracefully turned away, her hips gently swaying in a mesmerizing rhythm, accentuating the curves of her captivating figure.

Aemon's heart somersaulted within his chest as he struggled to compose himself, his breath catching in his throat. Uncertain of the implications of this encounter, he felt a warm flush of color rise to his cheeks as his trembling fingers brushed against the very spot where Daenerys' lips had tenderly grazed his skin.

Lost in a whirlwind of emotions, Aemon found solace in retreating to the sanctuary of his own chamber, seeking solace in the company of Rhaenys.

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With a mischievous smile playing on her lips, Rhaenys leaned in closer to Aemon, her eyes filled with playful curiosity and desire. As her soft breath danced against his skin, a delightful shiver ran down his spine, setting his heart racing like a wild stallion galloping across an open field. The mere touch of her lips on his neck ignited a fiery passion within him, causing his senses to ignite like a constellation of stars against the night sky.

Aemon's body responded eagerly to Rhaenys's seductive advances, his desire growing with each delicate stroke of her fingertips. Her touch, like a feather's caress, trailed down his chin, leaving a trail of electrifying sensations in its wake. The warmth of her breath lingered on his cheek as she pressed her soft lips against it once more, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins.

Aemon's voice quivered with longing as he whispered her name, a plea laced with both adoration and surrender. Rhaenys's touch, so tender and affectionate, continued to explore every inch of him, igniting a delicious ache that pulsed through his entire being. With each passing moment, the tantalizing proximity of her thighs sent his heart into a wild frenzy, their electric connection palpable in the air between them. And when her wet tongue traced a path along his throat, Aemon's resistance crumbled like a crumbling sandcastle at the mercy of the relentless tide.

Rhaenys reveled in the gratifying moment when Aemon's undivided attention was finally bestowed upon her. A mischievous smile graced her lips as they gently converged with his, reigniting the passionate flame that had burned between them. As their tongues playfully danced, a symphony of desires harmonized in perfect unison, sending waves of pleasure cascading through their beings. Lost in the intoxicating whirlwind of their shared ardor, Aemon's touch became a tender caress, his fingers gliding effortlessly through the silken strands of Rhaenys' hair.

A melodic chorus of moans reverberated through the air, a testament to the overwhelming waves of ecstasy that surged through their intertwined bodies. Rhaenys pressed her bosom against Aemon's chest, savoring the heat and the rhythm of their heartbeats synchronizing as one.

In the midst of their passionate embrace, Rhaenys couldn't help but release a low, sultry moan as Aemon's tongue skillfully danced and twirled with hers, igniting a fiery desire within her. Their lips, locked in an intoxicating tango, reluctantly parted ways, but not before sharing one last, tantalizing lick that sent shivers down their spines. As the intensity grew, Aemon's hands began to explore the contours of Rhaenys' body, his touch a symphony of pleasure and anticipation.

His tongue, now tracing a tantalizing path along her throat, unleashed a torrent of sensations that coursed through her veins like wildfire. Meanwhile, his hands, skilled and confident, found solace on her chest, caressing and palming her breasts with an artful finesse. The air was filled with a symphony of moans and gasps as their desires intertwined, merging into a harmonious crescendo.

Rhaenys found herself instinctively gripping the edges of the bed, her knuckles turning white with the intensity of her pleasure. Aemon continued to lavish attention on her throat, his tongue moving with a purposeful rhythm. As his fingers sank into her wet bosom, Rhaenys arched her back, surrendering herself completely to the intoxicating pleasure that enveloped her.

Enthralled by the delicate yet resilient texture of her bosom, he found himself irresistibly drawn to explore further. With a gentle touch, he brought her breasts together, marveling at the way they melded in his hands. As his thumbs traced tantalizing circles around her exquisite peaks, Aemon's attention shifted from licking Rhaenys's neck to the inviting expanse of her cleavage, a move that elicited a chorus of moans from his enticing partner.

"Ohhhh, Yess, Suck Them. Aemon," she screamed in pure pleasure. Her impassioned cries echoed through the room as she implored Aemon to take her further into realms of ecstasy. Responding to her fervent plea, Aemon's tongue ventured into the depths of Rhaenys's cleavage, exploring every contour with a fervor matched only by her grinding motions. As their bodies moved in sync, Rhaenys felt a flush of embarrassment wash over her.

His lips found their destination on her left breast, capturing the hardened bud in a passionate embrace. As he skillfully worked his magic, Rhaenys couldn't help but succumb to pleasure, her moans echoing in the room. Lost in the intensity of the moment, she gently intertwined her fingers in his silky hair, relishing the sensation as he expertly teased her other nipple with his fingers.

Aemon's grip tightened, his touch sending electric waves of pleasure through her body. He indulged in the taste of her, his teeth grazing against her tender flesh, igniting a mixture of pleasure and pain that made her legs tremble beneath her. Rhaenys surrendered to the exquisite torment, her moans growing louder as his teeth sank into her delicate skin.

Overwhelmed by desire, she reached out, her hand finding its way to his throbbing manhood. With a firm grasp, she began to stroke him, matching the rhythm of their shared passion.

As he delicately caressed her supple bosom, a symphony of pleasure reverberated through his body, causing him to release a deep, primal moan, surrendering to the intoxicating sensation of her touch. His gaze, filled with desire, locked onto her eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the passionate connection they shared at that moment.

Rhaenys parted her legs with a subtle yet alluring grace. Aemon, driven by a burning desire to please his lover, released his tender hold on Rhaenys's left bosom, and with deliberate intent, his skilled fingers ventured further, tracing the contours of her womanhood with an exquisite touch. As his fingertips danced upon her delicate folds, a symphony of pleasure escaped her lips, a chorus of moans and gasps that harmonized with the rhythm of their shared passion.

Rhaenys, lost in the intoxicating whirlwind of pleasure, surrendered herself to the blissful sensations coursing through her body. Her voice, a seductive melody, echoed with each stroke of his fingers against her sensitive core, leaving her trembling with desire as his skillful touch brushed against her most sensitive spot, igniting a wildfire of pleasure that consumed her completely.

Rhaenys's eyes fluttered shut, surrendering herself to the electrifying sensations coursing through her body. Aemon's fingers delicately teased her most sensitive regions with a playful dance. With each gentle stroke, he moved from one area to another, skillfully exploring her womanhood. As he sank his canines into the tender flesh of her supple skin, a surge of pleasure rippled through Rhaenys's body, intensifying the sensations that Aemon's fingers continued to elicit.

Though he momentarily left her folds untouched, his fingertips expertly caressed her clit, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her. In the midst of this intoxicating exchange, Rhaenys reciprocated, her hand embracing Aemon's throbbing arousal, expertly guiding it with a firm and knowing touch. A low, primal groan escaped Aemon's lips as she skillfully grazed her palm against his sensitive testicles. Aemon's free hand sought out her breast, his fingers gently squeezing and caressing the soft mound, coaxing her innermost desires to the surface.

Rhaenys couldn't contain her delight any longer, her voice echoing through the room as she cried out, "YES! IT FEELS SO GOOD!" The symphony of their desires had reached its peak.

A symphony of pleasure reverberated through the air as Rhaenys's delicate moans danced upon Aemon's eager ears. With a tender release, he relinquished his primal gnawing upon her breast, instead choosing to caress and mold it with a fervent touch.

His fingertips, like playful whispers, evoked an exquisite sensation that caused her toes to curl in response. Even though Rhaenys was well aware of Aemon's formidable strength, she found herself pleasantly surprised by the dexterity and finesse of his fingers.

A mischievous smile adorned his face, basking in her unexpected reaction. In the throes of an escalating desire, Rhaenys's own hands sought solace in exploring her own form, her fingers intertwining as she sensually caressed and stimulated her hardened breasts. Meanwhile, Aemon bestowed gentle flicks of his tongue upon her aroused peaks.

Rhaenys delicately caressed the voluptuous curves of her ample bosom, relishing in the sensations that coursed through her body. The gentle touch of Aemon's tongue danced along the peaks of her breasts, igniting a fire within her that burned with an intoxicating blend of desire and anticipation.

As his skilled fingers explored the depths of her being, delving deeper and deeper, Rhaenys couldn't help but let out a symphony of pleasurable moans that filled the air around them.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK...AH, YES, DON'T STOP!"

With each rhythmic movement of his fingers, Aemon orchestrated a symphony of pleasure, coaxing Rhaenys to the very edge of her limits. Her voice echoed through the room as she uttered a symphony of expletives, her cries of ecstasy filling the air. Aemon, ever the attentive lover, reveled in the symphony of her pleasure, his smile reflecting the satisfaction he felt, even without the taste of her release upon his tongue.

As the euphoric waves of pleasure subsided, her body still tingling with satisfaction, Rhaenys guided Aemon to recline on the soft, inviting bed. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she sensually positioned herself, her curves enveloping his throbbing manhood, creating an intoxicating sensation.

A symphony of pleasure echoed through the room as Aemon's moans of pure delight filled the air, his ecstasy intensified by Rhaenys' skillful manipulation of her ample bosom against his pulsating shaft. The intensity of their connection reached new heights as she tenderly pressed her lips against the sensitive tip, igniting a surge of pleasure that made Aemon's voice quiver with pleasure. "Rhaenys," he gasped, his voice laced with longing, "please don't stop sister..."

Aemon's pleasure-filled moans echoed as Rhaenys skillfully pleasured him, her lips wrapped around the throbbing head of his erection. With a tantalizing rhythm, she swirled her tongue, teasing and exploring every inch of his length, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through his body.

Rhaenys pressed her ample breasts together, enveloping Aemon's member between them. The intoxicating friction of her soft, supple flesh against his sensitive skin heightened his desire, urging him to thrust deeper into the warmth of her mouth. With an artful grace, Rhaenys released her grip on him, savoring the taste of him on her tongue, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

She blew a gentle, cooling breath over his pulsating flesh, eliciting a shiver of pleasure from her sweet little brother. His body quivered as her breath teased and caressed his sensitive skin, a sensation that heightened the intensity of their intimate connection. Fueling their shared desire, she resumed her sensual ministrations, skillfully kneading and massaging her firm breasts together, creating a mesmerizing cleavage that welcomed his eager cock.

Aemon savored the sensation as Rhaenys skillfully massaged and kneaded his length between her bouncing breasts, each movement igniting a surge of desire within him. The anticipation grew as Rhaenys, with lips moist and glistening, relished the knowledge that she would soon taste the essence of his seed, the delicious seed.

With a surge of intensity, Aemon's member surged forth, finding solace in the warmth and softness of Rhaenys's bosom. The sensation sent ripples of pleasure coursing through him while Rhaenys, unable to contain her ecstasy, began to purr in delight.

Her delicate buds teased the throbbing veins that surrounded Aemon's tower, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. Not one to simply savor the moment, Rhaenys boldly licked against his foreskin, her tongue swirling with a tantalizing grace before playfully blowing a gentle breath upon it.

"Rhaenys..." Aemon's voice trembled with desire as he surrendered to the intoxicating pleasure, propelling his heated passion towards her supple mounds with fervor and abandon.

A mischievous smile danced upon Rhaenys' lips, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she urged him on, encouraging him to release his essence with graceful abandon. "Go on, sweet brother and cum elegantly to your heart's content," she whispered seductively, her mouth reclaiming its place upon his throbbing desire.

Aemon could feel his manhood quiver within the warmth of her mouth, pulsating with an irresistible force that could no longer be contained.

As his essence erupted, cascading forth in a torrent of pleasure, Rhaenys' own voice melded with his moans. With deliberate care, she savored every drop of his essence, relishing the taste. At that moment, her mind whispered, "He is so delicious," as she indulged in the pleasure of his release, savoring it.

Aemon's breath came in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest as Rhaenys indulged in the taste of his essence, skillfully preventing any droplets of sweat from obscuring his vision.

With a deliberate and seductive motion, Rhaenys released his member from her grasp, eliciting a satisfyingly audible pop, and sensually ran her tongue across her lips before refocusing her attention on Aemon, her eyes filled with a tantalizing mixture of desire and mischief.

With an alluring smile adorning her face, Rhaenys gracefully maneuvered her body, inching forward on all fours. Her supple breasts brushed tantalizingly against Aemon's chest while her entrance hovered enticingly just above his length. Aemon's hands found their place on her shapely rear, lending their support as she slowly lowered her eager femininity onto his throbbing erection. The moment their bodies united, a symphony of pleasure erupted, echoing through the room as Rhaenys let out a seductive moan, met only by Aemon's own primal response, both intoxicated by the electrifying tightness that enveloped them.

Rhaenys, her hands gently resting on either side of Aemon, felt the surge of anticipation coursing through her veins. With each forceful thrust, sending waves of pleasure radiating through her body. As the rhythm intensified, her breasts swayed in perfect harmony with their fervent lovemaking. Rhaenys pressed herself against Aemon, her warmth enveloping him completely. Locked in a passionate gaze, their eyes became windows to their shared ecstasy.

"Fuck me, please," Rhaenys begged.

Rhaenys moaned as Aemon drove his manhood into her pussy, and she worked her hips together while resting her forehead against his.

As Rhaenys and Aemon locked eyes, their gazes entwined like a mesmerizing dance, the enchanting hues of grey meeting the mystical allure of purple. Rhaenys's delicate wetness descended upon Aemon's manhood with a tantalizing rhythm, bestowing immense pleasure upon him.

With every thrust, Aemon's member surged into Rhaenys's pussy. As she straddled her beloved brother, he couldn't resist the temptation to caress her plump derriere, savoring the softness beneath his touch. Rhaenys, though familiar with the size of his swollen length, couldn't help but blush, her hips swaying sensually atop his towering figure, lost in a world of pleasure and desire.

Rhaenys leaned in, pressing her forehead against his, their eyes locked. Time seemed to slow as their tongues danced. Their moans echoed in the space between them, the symphony of pleasure intensifying with every tantalizing lick. Aemon's hands caressed her swaying breasts, savoring the supple curves beneath his fingertips, while his other hand delved deeper into the depths of her womanhood.

As their lips met once more, Aemon's touch continued to worship her, his fingers expertly teasing and tantalizing her jiggling bosom.

Rhaenys's pussy became tighter as Aemon thrust into her and pleasured her bobbing breasts.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK...AH, YES, DON'T STOP!" She cried out.

He claimed her breasts once more, imbuing each touch with a potent mixture of strength and affection. Their eyes locked in a hypnotic dance. In a tender gesture, she raised her hand, her fingertips tracing a sensuous path along his jawline before cascading through the silken strands of his hair, a visual symphony of desire and longing.

Rhaenys and Aemon ended their kiss to resume moaning at the top of their lungs as he slammed into her core.

"OH, FUCK YES! YES, FUCK ME VALONQAR!!!"

Rhaenys and Aemon, lost in the depths of their passionate embrace, reluctantly parted from their lingering kiss. Their intimate moans reverberated through the room, escaping their lips and cascading into the air like a tantalizing melody. Aemon thrust himself into the very core of Rhaenys's being.

Rhaenys, her voice drenched in a mix of pleasure and urgency, expressed her yearning for Aemon's unbridled intensity."OH, YES! YES!" she cried out, her voice filled with a primal longing. "Take me, little brother. Give me your seed!"As Aemon continued to ravish her, his touch became tender, caressing her flushed cheek and tracing the contours of her face.

Rhaenys groaned in ecstasy, surrendering to the intoxicating pleasure that enveloped her. With one final thrust, he unleashed himself into Rhaenys's waiting pussy.

As the intensity of their passionate lovemaking came to a crescendo, their lungs strained for precious breath, their chests heaving in desperate gasps. In the aftermath, she gracefully turned her body, nestling herself in Aemon's lap, seeking solace and comfort in his loving embrace. Gazing up at him with a mix of tenderness and desire, she traced the contours of his face with her gentle fingertips, their eyes locked in a shared moment of intimate connection. A shared smile illuminated their faces as they leaned in, their lips meeting once more in a fervent, sweat-drenched kiss that mirrored the heat and intensity of their bodies entwined.

"Aemon..." Rhaenys said.

"Yes, Rhaenys?"

"I love you, Valonqar!" Rhaenys confessed with love in her eyes.

"I love you, too, Rhaenys." Aemon admitted, kissing her lips, as if they were a source of air, in that moment Aegarax roared in happiness.

Note: I'm sorry for the short chapters, but I have been ill the last three days, especially yesterday. Fever, dizziness, making it harder to Write anything and concentrate. Thank you everyone for supporting me. The following chapters will be 7K Words long.

Chapter 73 (A Direwolf's Blood)

Chapter 74 (A Snake in the Grass)

Chapter 75 (Rhaenys, The Red Fury)