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happilyhertale · 6 months

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A royal encounter - Daemon Targaryen x fem!reader x Oberyn Martell

Summary: Daemon had a great idea to bring a breath of fresh air into your marriage. But his plans were thwarted.

Pairing: Daemon Targaryen x fem!reader x Oberyn Martell

Warnings: Smut; 18+; NSFW; oral f receiving, fingering (f in v and f in a), p in v sex, p in a sex

Author’s note: To celebrate the one year anniversary of my very first posted story, I've decided to finally post the Daemon Targaryen x fem!reader x Oberyn Martell story.... I hope you like it! And… Thanks for reading my stories for a year! 🖤 I am very happy that you still want to read my stories!

English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 3.3 k

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You cling to the railing with your hands. Daemon's hands dig into your hips almost unpleasantly, the marks of his fingernails will be visible for a long time. His thrusts slowly subside and his breath comes heavily. A warm breeze envelops you, here on the balcony of your old chambers. You have sought a little excitement, escaping the boring ball that has lured many lords and ladies to King's Landing. That's how Daemon came to practically push you into your old chambers for a bit of excitement.

You are both still breathing heavily as Daemon slowly pulls out of you. His soft laugh rings out as he gently kisses your nose.

But then this gentle moment is interrupted as someone applauds you and a clap is heard.

For a second Daemon's gaze meets yours before he looks over his shoulder and sees Prince Oberyn Martell standing in the middle of the chambers. He grins, "Perhaps I should have tried harder to seduce a Targaryen princess after all," Prince Oberyn says cheekily. In one movement Daemon pulls his trousers completely up and spins around, his eyes narrowing.

"Oh, is the Prince of Dorne trying to make a pass at my wife?" hisses Daemon.

A gasp escapes you and you try to hide your naked body behind Daemon's. Your gaze wanders, searching for your dress, which Daemon had torn off you just moments before.

As Prince Oberyn chuckles, "No... But now that I've seen how much fun you've had, I wish I'd had it too," he says to him. Daemon's gaze falls slightly over his shoulder, seeing you trying to cover your body. He sees you reaching for your dress, which is lying on the floor.

He looks back at Oberyn and his mood suddenly seems more relaxed. He starts to button up his shirt, "I think we were just looking for a little excitement here," Daemon replies.

"But..," Daemon adds suddenly, "if you want to join us, I could certainly be persuaded."

You are pulling up your dress and frowning when you hear his words, "Daemon? Did you just invite Prince Oberyn to a threesome?" you ask him a little shocked.

Daemon hears your words, but before he can say anything back, Oberyn intervenes.

"A threesome?" asks Prince Oberyn with a grin, "I would have thought you were a jealous husband rather than an adventurous one...". Oberyn's words echo through the chambers and your eyes fall on Daemon again. You know he can be jealous, but this time something else is reflected in his eyes.

Daemon chuckles softly, "We could have a good time in these old chambers here," he says mischievously, "It might make everything a little more exciting." Daemon turns slightly, looking you straight in the eye, "What do you think? Is the Prince of Dorne a threat to our marriage?" he asks you gently. His thumb gently strokes your cheek.

You are not easily embarrassed, but this idea makes you blush. You bite your lip lightly, the pulsing between your legs reignited. Prince Oberyn was a handsome man. No less handsome than your husband, but in total contrast.

"No... he's not a threat. I only love you..." you say softly to Daemon.

Your gaze drifts to Prince Oberyn and his mischievous grin jumps out at you. He begins to unbutton his shirt and his lightly tanned chest is revealed. It is a stark contrast to your fair skin. Gently he brushes his shirt off his shoulders, revealing muscles that are rather small compared to Daemon's – he is defined but slender in stature. You step forward and stand next to Daemon.

But Daemon's gaze follows Oberyn's actions as he unbuttons his shirt, looking at his wife. He sees pure lust in Oberyn's eyes, the brown of his eyes barely discernible – his pupils dilated with lust.

Daemon notices how handsome Oberyn is and feels an excitement welling up inside him.

Oberyn's gaze falls on Daemon's face and notices Daemon trying to hide his excitement, but he sees his eyes fixed on the scene before him. A smile spreads across Oberyn's face. Oberyn walks towards you and slowly kneels on the ground in front of you.

You gasp briefly as his gaze goes up to you and he smiles at you. His hands reach for your dress and slowly begin to lift it.

The blush on your face continues to spread to your cleavage. Never has another man been about to touch you like this.

As Oberyn's voice brings you back to reality, "The blush is much more visible on your pale skin, Princess," he murmurs, "No need to be nervous, you'll enjoy it"

You bite your lip, even though you don't want to be nervous, you feel it flood through you.

You feel Daemon behind you, his hands on your shoulder. His thumbs glide gently over the crook of your neck. However unfamiliar this situation may be, Daemon's touch soothes you.

"Well?" asks Oberyn suddenly, "Do you want me to have her?"

Your eyes slide from Oberyn's to Daemon's purple eyes. Slightly peeking over your shoulder, your lips meet, "I want you both, Daemon..." you whisper against his lips.

Oberyn chuckles lightly as he lifts your dress further. You're not wearing any undergarments and as Oberyn pushes your dress up to your hips, your light pubic hair is revealed.

"Mmm, the silver hair of the Targaryens..." he murmurs, pressing his face into it. A smile crosses his face, the smile of an artist when he sees the masterpiece he has created.

You gasp as Oberyn presses his face into your pubic area. You exhale heavily, watching Oberyn enjoy the warmth of your private parts.

Daemon watches Oberyn and a slight, excited growl forms in his chest. Your previous words, "I want you both," also add to his arousal. Daemon's lips gently touch your neck as his hands begin to slide your dress down from your shoulders.

Prince Oberyn lets his tongue slide slowly through your womanhood. His fingers gently pull apart your folds so he can fully enjoy you.

You moan as you feel Oberyn's tongue find your bundle of nerves and gently circle it.

A "mmhmm" sounds from Oberyn as he pushes his face further into you. Your breath quickens as you feel Daemon lightly bite the soft skin of your neck and Oberyn circles his tongue faster. Your moans echo through the chambers.

When Oberyn suddenly lets go of your warm core and you whimper in disappointment. Your eyes fall on Oberyn, who looks up at you. His lips are glistening with your juice. Slowly he stands up and begins to open his trousers. Meanwhile Daemon lets your dress fall to the floor. His hands slide to your breasts, massaging them lightly. His thumbs and fingers grip your nipples, teasing them lightly. His lips continue to caress your neck as another moan leaves your lips.

You are now standing naked in front of them both. And your teeth don't want to release your lip. As Oberyn takes one of your hands and leads you away from Daemon. You take a step and slip out of your dress, which is lying at your feet. Slowly he leads you to the bed.

You climb onto the bed and Oberyn, who is naked himself, lies down beside you and begins to caress your body with his fingers. You see how Oberyn's hot length is already aroused and unlike Daemon's, a dark ring surrounds his size. You can't resist, you run your fingers through the hair. Oberyn grins at you and now he lightly bites his lip.

Your eyes fall on Daemon and you watch as his gaze is fixed on you. A shiver runs down your spine as you see his gaze follow Oberyn's fingers on your skin. Daemon begins to undress, his eyes never leaving you. First his shirt falls, revealing his muscular torso. The scars from all the battles won litter his pale skin. Your arousal rises immensely. As Daemon undresses from the waist down and his arousal immediately springs free, you moan. The way Daemon stands in front of you and Oberyn's fingers find their way between your thighs is too exciting.

Daemon's attention is on you, the love of his life, and the tanned man next to you, caressing you on the bed and sliding his fingers through your wetness. Daemon comes towards you with long strides, gently sliding himself onto the bed with you. His fingers find your hips, reach into your curves as he begins to play around your nipple with his tongue. You moan again as his teeth begin to nibble lightly.

Daemon's lips slowly glide up your neck. A game of kisses and light bites until he encloses your lips. You breath into his mouth as Oberyn slides his hand to your bottom and turns you to Daemon. You lie on your side, your hand glides over Daemon's chest to his neck while your tongues dance wildly around each other. Oberyn brushes your silver hair aside and begins to kiss your neck softly. His fingers slide down your thigh, until his hand reaches the curves of your bottom and grips firmly. You whimper into Daemon's mouth. Oberyn releases your butt cheek and lets his fingers slide between your thighs. You whimper again as he covers his finger with your wetness and slides it to your butt hole. He applies light pressure and your whimpering repeats itself.

His fingers are slick with your wetness, easing the way as they tease the sensitive spot. He wants to push you further, to see how far you're willing to go. Experimentally, he stroked his fingers against your hole.

Oberyn's breath hitches as your hips begin to move slightly. A soft sound comes from you and your bottom presses lightly against his finger, your slight gasp sending a wave of satisfaction through him. He pressed a little harder, his finger slowly sliding into your tight, forbidden entrance.

The feeling of you around his finger, it all fueled his desire, igniting a primal need within him. He let out a low grunt in response, his own pleasure intertwining with yours.

He could feel his own cock hardening almost painfully, aching for the intense pleasure that only you could provide at the moment. The sound of your whimpering, your vulnerability and need, only served to heighten his own desire to please you.

Daemon's fingers mirror Oberyn's movements as his fingers slide between your legs. His attention is on your clit at first until he slides them inside you. You hear him growl softly as he feels the walls of your cunt already clenching around his fingers.

Daemon looks at you with slightly parted lips, enjoying the sight of ecstasy on your face. "You always take my fingers so well inside of you," Daemon mumbles a little breathlessly, "just like my tongue... My cock"

You whimper again and your fingers grab his biceps.

Daemon growls again and his gaze falls on Oberyn, who grunts slightly as he slides his fingers into your butthole.

"The princess is so tight," Oberyn murmurs and Daemon feels a tingle inside him as he hears the words. You gasp and bite your lip lightly as Oberyn's fingers thrust deeper, his warm breath on your neck.

Daemon lets his lips meet yours again, both of you breathing heavily, his fingers thrusting faster into you, completely wet with your juices. He starts to insert another finger into you and you moan almost desperately. The sensation of your wetness coating his fingers only fueled his desire further, knowing that you are becoming more and more receptive to his touch. He elicits a long whine from you as he curls his digits against your sensitive walls.

You feel the fingers thrusting into you. But this time it's so much more than usual. Daemon's fingers keep rubbing over the rough part of your wet walls, making you whimper, while Oberyn's fingers keep stretching your tight hole, awakening the feeling inside you that you need to feel so much more.

You moan out loud and before you've fully realised it, you feel Daemon's fingers pull out of you and slide his hot length through your wet folds. You whimper slightly each time he grazes your sensitive pearl. You moan even louder as he presses lightly against your entrance and you whimper again at the thought of how perfectly he will fill you.

"I think the princess will be perfectly filled tonight," Oberyn whispers, followed by a slight chuckle, as if he can read your mind. His lips still pressed against your neck as his fingers continue to explore your depths.

Daemon thrusts hard into you and your walls give way to his size. Daemon grunts loudly as he's back in his warm, soft home. His large hand slides to the back of your thigh, but you are distracted by the penetrating thrusts. He grabs your thigh and guides your leg closer to his body, placing your knee on his hip so he can penetrate you deeper.

He thrusts forward again and again, conjuring up the sweetest whimpering noises from you.

When you suddenly feel Oberyn's fingers leave your tight hole, you almost feel an emptiness inside you that needs to be filled. But then you feel his cock sliding along between your thighs from behind. Again and again he rubs it through your wet folds, soaking it with your wetness, while Daemon continues to thrust into your cunt.

Oberyn's cock throbbed with desire while his lips are still pressed against your neck. His breathing becomes heavier and you feel the warmth on the soft skin of your neck as he positions himself at your tight entrance.

You're slightly distracted by Daemon's thrusts and grunts, but you feel Oberyn begin to press the tip of his cock against your butt hole. You cry out slightly, but it ends in a long moan.

With a deep, primal grunt, he presses the tip of his cock against the entrance, feeling the resistance and tightness that awaits him. The whimpers and moans escaping your lips only fuelled his desire, his own need becoming unbearable.

But your butthole quickly gives way. Still slightly stretched by Oberyn's fingers, it almost greedily envelops the tip of his cock. You hear Oberyn moaning in your ear, breathing heavily.

"Gods... Princess... I haven't even been all the way inside you yet and you already feel so divinely tight," Oberyn murmurs breathlessly – you can only whimper.

Oberyn follows Daemon's rhythm and every time Daemon pushes your pelvis backwards, Oberyn takes the opportunity. Your bottom is pushed towards Oberyn again and again and each time he thrusts a little harder to meet your movements.

You feel yourself getting restless and your hand suddenly reaches for Oberyn's bottom. Your hand grips his small, firm bottom and squeezes gently. Oberyn continues to thrust slowly but firmly and you are caught up in the feeling of wanting to feel him deeper, but the slight pain forces you to take it slowly. But your hand starts to push him closer to you as a mix of whimpers and moans leave you. Oberyn stretches you further and further and your eyes roll into the back of your head.

With one final, powerful thrust, Oberyn conquers your tight hole and moans loudly. You cry out briefly, but the pain quickly subsides and gives way to pure pleasure. You realise how completely filled you are. Daemon and Oberyn are now thrusting in unison and you are trapped in their grips – and you don't want it to end. You put your head back and Oberyn immediately turns his attention back to your neck. He bites in lightly as he thrusts into your tight hole.

"Gods... Gods... fuck..." leaves his lips again and again.

With a primal instinct, he grabs your hips and slides closer to you. His thrusts now go deeper. He savours your tightness and the pleasure he brings you. The sound of your soft cries and moans fill the air as Daemon and Oberyn thrust into you, driving them both even further into a state of primal lust.

Daemon's hand is still on your thigh, lifting it slightly as he thrusts into your cunt. Oberyn's fingers grip your hips tighter as his thrusts penetrate you from behind.

Daemon grunts to himself, feeling the unusual resistance on his cock every time Oberyn thrusts into you and it turns him on. He thrusts harder and feels your cunt literally pulsating. His hand slides from your thigh to your breast, gripping it tightly as his lips slam onto yours. A wild kiss, accompanied by whimpers and moans, unfolds between you.

Your foot slides to the back of his thigh, wanting to pull him closer, needing to feel him deeper.

Daemon breathes heavily and grunts as your kiss ends. His eyes are fixated on the sight of you taking Oberyn's cock up your ass as he continues to fuck your cunt. The combination of your actions, the raw lust emanating from you, elicits a primal moan from deep within him.

With each thrust, he feels the lust building inside him and the need for release becomes almost unbearable. But he wants to savour this moment, savour your pleasure, revel in the intoxicating connection you share. Daemon's hand lets go of your breast and slides to your leg again.

His grip is firm and so are his thrusts, which become more intense and violent. The sound of your moans and the beginning trembling of your thighs only fuel his desire and bring him even closer to the edge.

You feel that you are about to come. The sensation of being filled in both holes is almost too much and you feel the familiar pressure spreading through your abdomen.

"Yes... Come on my cock," Daemon grunts, " Show me how good it feels for you to be filled like this," he grunts as his cock starts to twitch dangerously as well. Oberyn starts grunting behind you. He can feel your whole abdomen literally start to clench. His hand slides from your hip to your warm core. You look down, breathing heavily, and see Daemon thrusting into you and Oberyn's fingers begin to rub your clit. You are a moaning mess. The pressure inside you becomes almost unbearable.

"Be an obedient wife... come while our cocks fill you," Oberyn grunts in your ear as his fingers rub faster.

You only whimper, followed by a loud moan.

"I'm going to fill you up, princess... My seed will fill this tight hole," Oberyn grunts further, thrusting deeper.

And then you come, your cunt clenches around Daemon's cock, milking him and driving him over the edge with you. He growls and grunts loudly, pumping his cum deep into your cunt with deep thrusts.

Oberyn follows shortly after you and dresses your dark walls in white. He bites the back of your neck and immerses himself in the sensation. The grips on your body are firm, the feeling wonderful.

You whimper softly as the grunting around you slowly dies down. There is a smell of sweat and sex in the air. Heavy breathing echoes off the walls. Your light whimpers come to a climax as the two of them slowly pull out of you. Exhausted, you let yourself sink against Daemon's chest while Oberyn lies on his back, breathing heavily. His hand rests on your bum, stroking it gently.

"Maybe I should visit King's Landing more often after all..." mumbles Oberyn as he looks up at the ceiling.

Your eyes are closed, but instead of a reply, you hear a slight chuckle from Daemon.

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agentwhiskeysdarlin · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 5

Body Worship & Dirty Talk with Prince Oberyn Martell

Pairing: Prince Oberyn Martell X F!Reader

Rating: NSFW 18+ (minors dni)

Warnings: alcohol consumption, insecure reader, mentions of an orgy, use of the nickname little dove, praise kink, Oberyn is sweet & filthy all at once, light spanking, light teasing, oral (female & male receiving), vaginal fingering, squirting, throat fucking, p in v sex, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up), sweet aftercare

Word Count: 3.4k

Author’s Notes: I always seem to get a little carried away when it comes to writing with the prince. I really love writing for him but it is always a challenge. This leans more to the body worship than the dirty talk but both are definitely included. I hope everyone enjoys!! Thanks to @clint-aww-no-barton as always!

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The sun had just set, bringing with it a cool breeze that flowed through the open windows and doors of the palace. People bustled about laughing, dancing, drinking themselves silly. You stood against a wall, nursing a drink you barely sipped. You had come to learn that a formal event in Dorne, was just a party. They loved having fun here and it was a nice change to your more conventional homeland.

Your father had relocated your entire family to Dorne, after becoming the official ambassador. You and your father had been the only two excited for the move. You had visited Dorne several times over the years and fallen in love with the culture and people. The Prince you currently watched had absolutely nothing to do with that of course.

Prince Oberyn Martell was probably the most gorgeous man you had ever laid eyes on, and he knew it. He was kind but had an ego, along with many many lovers. Which was why you only watched from a distance and flirted in passing. You knew he would never be interested in someone like you. Someone who wanted just one person to love and cherish them. He also seemed to be drawn to bold, confident people, which you had never been. He spoke to you, flirted back with you even, but he never looked at you the way he looked at his lovers. You watched as he peered up, catching your eyes before you glanced away. When you looked back, he was stalking toward you.

“Hello there little Dove,” his hypnotic voice was low, just for the two of you.

“Hello Prince Oberyn.” You gave him a small smile, your face full of heat from that damn nickname.

“What have I told you before? Just call me Oberyn.”

“And as I’ve said before it’s not correct.”

“It is if I ask it from you.”

He leaned on the wall next, to you peering down at you. You let your eyes rack over him, until you met his eyes again. He wore his usual yellow and gold robe with jewels hanging from his neck and taking up a few of his fingers. You knew he had nothing on underneath and the thought made you squirm slightly. He chuckled, a knowing look on his face.

“Would you like to get out of here little Dove? I’m inviting several other guests to my quarters and I would love for you to join us.”

The question slammed into you and sent your pulse pounding in your ears. He had never asked you to one of his, well, orgies, but now that he had you felt your stomach tie in knots. You couldn’t even process the thought of him seeing you unrobed, much less being in a room full of people, watching as they made love to him, waiting your turn. You downed the rest of your drink, placing it on a tray of a servant who passed you, before standing up straight.

“I’m afraid I must decline. I think I’m going to head to bed. Have a good night Oberyn,” you rushed the words out and before he could reply you turned and fled.

You felt like a complete idiot with the way you just acted, and you know you probably confused the man behind you, but you didn’t care. You couldn’t do that, not in a million years. You quickly made it to your quarters for the evening, and shut the door. You stared at the wood in front of you, your breath coming out quickly, hand still on the handle. You lay your forehead against the door.

“So stupid,” you mumbled.

You stood and shook your head, before turning and looking around. Your parents had another room across the hall. You were pressed to stay over night by the King, due to the festivities running long. You knew your parents were probably long gone in the bottom of a glass, and laughing it up with their friends. You were alone, which most of the time you didn’t mind, but after Oberyn’s request it felt different.

After a moment you began your nightly routine. You bathed and dressed in one of your gowns and a robe. You curled into one of the chairs close to a window, listening to the party still going strong, but it was nothing you couldn’t tune out. You had brought along several books for nights like this. You had a restlessness that wouldn’t ease, so you thought you might as well read.

You lost yourself in the book, letting it completely pull you in, when a knock made you jump. You looked up at the door, eyebrows pulled together in confusion. You listened carefully for a moment but the person on the other side didn’t say a word. You stood from your chair, after marking your book, and pulled your robe tight. You turned the knob opening the door and standing on the other side was someone you definitely didn’t expect.

“Oberyn? What are you doing here at this hour?” You cocked your head.

“I wanted to speak with you a moment. May I come in?”

“Of course,” you felt your stomach turn with anxiety as you moved out of the way.

“Are your quarters satisfactory?” He asked as he looked around and then back at you.

“They are but I take it that’s not what you really want to talk about?”

He kept his eyes on you, letting them trace over your figure and you gulped letting your eyes fall away.

“You are right, it is not. I am just quite confused is all.”

You looked back at him. “About what?”

“Why you didn’t want to join me earlier. I thought you had the same thoughts about me, but then you turned me down.”

You studied him for a long moment. You knew it was time to just tell him the truth. You closed your eyes for a moment, taking a breath and staring at your fingers that now fiddled with the tie on your robe.

“I just…I do have the same thoughts about you but I did not think you did. I thought you…maybe flirted with me just because you do with everyone else. I am not a confident woman nor do I hold a candle to the lovers you take. The thought of us sleeping together, just us, is bizarre enough to me much less having several others there.”

You took a deep breath and wanted so badly to turn from him, to run away. You blinked realizing there were tears gathered in your eyes, threatening to fall down your now heated cheeks. You heard him step towards you slowly, before his fingers brushed at your chin and tilted your head up. Your eyes met his and something else was there that normally wasn’t. You gulped slightly.

“Oh little Dove. How wrong you are. I have so many filthy thoughts about you. It’s quite alright you don’t want to attend my…parties but that’s all you had to say.”

“I…I’m sorry. I guess I should have but I just panicked.” You let out a small chuckle fumbling with your words.

“No apologizing little Dove. I do however want to show you just how beautiful you really are. Make some of those fantasies of mine come true, if you will have me that is.”

You felt breathless at his words. You could not believe what was happening. You couldn’t speak, all you did was nod your head as you searched his eyes.

“Take off your clothes and go lie down on your bed for me,” he spoke, his voice low sending a shiver through you.

You still could not speak, so you gave him a simple nod and walked to your bed. You looked at the surface as if it was foreign, then looked back finding Oberyn’s back was to you. You felt your heart flutter at the fact he was giving you a moment without his piercing eyes on you. With trembling hands you un-tied your robe and let it drop to the floor, before moving the straps to your gown down your arms. The fabric fell to the floor as well and you stepped out of it before climbing on the bed and lying down on your back. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

“Are you ready little dove?”

“Ye…yes,” your voice trembled and you let out a sigh, frustrated with yourself for being so nervous.

You had sat yourself up slightly on a pillow and you watched as Oberyn stalked toward you. He peered over you before licking his lips.

“You are truly so beautiful little Dove. I am going to devour every last inch of you,” his voice was a hush, but loud enough for you to hear, before he stopped next to you.

He brushed the back of his hand down your cheek as he looked into your eyes.

“You can stop me at any moment if you become uncomfortable.”

“Okay,” you whispered.

Oberyn smirked with a chuckle before he stepped back and shrugged off his robe. There he was in all his glory and you had never seen a more beautiful man. He was already hard and the thought you could have done that to him made you blush. He crawled on the bed next to you lying on his side facing you. His fingers pushed at your cheek gently turning your head to face him.

“Let’s start with those beautiful eyes. Greener than emeralds, and I did not think that was possible until after I met you. They are always so piercing and bright, full of curiosity.”

You tried to keep your breathing steady but your heartbeat was pounding and you wondered if he could hear it.

“Now your lips, they are one of my favorite things about you. Such eloquent words come from them and I would love to see them wrapped around my cock. I have always wanted to taste them as well,” he pauses looking at you and you give him a simple nod.

His lips fall to yours and you melt into the bed. He kissed you like no man ever has before and it sends you reeling. You never want him to stop but all too soon he does.

“Just as I suspected,” he let out a sigh before smirking. “You taste divine little Dove.”

He lets his fingers brush across your lips before they move up into your hair.

“Such beautiful hair that shines in the sun, a neck so perfect, worthy of my lips.”

He dips his head and you let your head go back as his lips attach to your skin. He kisses round your neck making you gasp and moan softly. He even leaves you a small mark to remember him by, not that you could forget.

“Now we move to one of my favorite parts of you little Dove. Those beautiful breasts. So full and perfect. Your nipples are already hard for me,” he looks up and smirks like the prince he is.

He sits up and takes a breast in each of his hands and he kneads them with a perfect amount of pressure, causing you to let out a loud moan. Gasping at the feeling as he grabs at your nipples, clamping his fingers hard around the buds and pulling. Your eyes going wide as you look at him. He smirks as he releases them and they bounce. Then he dips his head and attacks one nipple with his lips while the other is rolled between his fingers.

You let out a moan and your head goes back. Your fingers fly into his deep brown locks as you push your chest into his face, which earns you a chuckle. He glances up at you before switching his assault until you are panting. You are going to lose your mind if he doesn’t touch you where you really want him soon.

“Mmmm so perfect. Now,” he spreads your legs apart and stations himself between them. “Your stomach always full of laughter.”

He kisses down until he can’t reach any more. You're panting now almost ready to beg him desperately.

“These hips, oh how I love to watch them sway when you walk away from me, along with this perfect ass,” he lifts a leg and give you a slight smack causing you to yelp softly.

“Your arms so long and tan, your legs,” he runs his hands down as much as he can from his position before they come back up and squeeze at your thighs. “How perfect they already are but will look even better wrapped around me.”

“Oberyn please,” you finally let the words tumble from your mouth with a plea.

“Look at you begging for me now. Good thing I am just where you want me most. Am I correct little Dove?”

“Yes. Please,” you whine as you look up at him.

He smirks, clearly pleased with himself and the success of his plan.

“Now I am going to make sure this entire palace knows who is fucking you. I am going to make you beg me to stop. This beautiful pussy, I knew would be my favorite spot of yours. So perfect and opening for me, already dripping wet at my words.”

You looked down at him over your heaving chest and bucked your hips slightly. His hands answered, laying flat on your hips and keeping you pinned before he gives you a glare.

“Careful little dove, I am never past punishing you if I must.”

You gulped and have him a simple nod of understanding. Then he dove into you. You moaned loudly your back arching and your hands flying to his hair once again. He ate you like a man starved and you were writhing in seconds. His strength kept you from moving a muscle from your hips down. He kept going for a moment before sucking your clit and releasing. You whimpered but he was only gone a moment, before he plunged two fingers inside of your soaking wet entrance.

“Look at you, such a mess for me little Dove. I really have an effect on you do I not? Listen to this pussy how wet it is. I wonder just how many times I can make you cum.”

You moaned in answer, unable to form words. He sped his fingers up, fingering you at an unbelievable speed, and without a single warning you threw your head back and let out a moan so loud it was almost a scream. You tumbled over the edge quickly, a blinding white light taking your vision for several moments as you completely lost yourself in your first orgasm. You came back slowly panting, reality coming back to you in pieces. Oberyn sat there smirking like the devil himself.

“You are secretly a dirty girl little Dove. Look what you have done,” he reached behind you pulling you up gently by the back of your neck.,

You looked between your legs seeing that there was a large wet spot there and you looked up at him.

“What did I…” you panted unable to finish.

“It is a very neat trick only few women can do. It was incredibly provocative little Dove.”

You laid back panting, your hand coming to your forehead as you tried to catch your breath.

“I hope you are not tired yet little Dove, because I am very far from being finished with you.”

You watched as he stood and came back around to your left.

“Open up little dove let me see those beautiful lips wrapped around me.”

You turned and did as you were told, opening wide for him. You looked up seeing his eyes already on you watching your every move. You sat up slightly to give yourself a better advantage and started to take him down your throat. He let out a groan, one hand lacing through your hair and the other reaching down to pinch at your nipples. You let out a moan around his cock, which made him moan as well. His hand traced down your stomach and he started to make slow, lazy circles on your clit.

You took all of him you could, letting your hand caress the rest, but Oberyn slowly started to thrust into your mouth. Finally he stopped rubbing your clit just as you were teetering on your high, and moved your hand away from his cock. He fisted your hair in both hands and started to fuck your throat. You looked up at him in slight shock your eyes filling with tears as he pushed you past what you thought was your limit.

“Oh little Dove this mouth feels so good, but I really want to cum in another hole.”

He pulled you away quickly, leaving you gasping for breath, saliva and precum dripping down your chin and he pulled you by your ankles to the end of the bed. Before you could even make sense of what was happening he was slamming into you to the hilt. Your head flew back your mouth gaping and you let out a scream.

“Yes little Dove, let everyone know how I am making you feel,” Oberyn moaned.

The he pulled all the way out and slammed back in. Your body tensed as you sat up on your elbows and you looked up at him with desperation. Before you could utter a word he started to fuck you at a rapid pace. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you let your head fall back, your chest pushed out more slightly. Oberyn reached out taking your sensitive nipples between his fingers and pinching.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned out with a whine, the pain and pleasuring mixing wonderfully.

“You take me so well little Dove. I believe you have the most delightfully pussy in the world.”

“Your…your cock…feels so…so good,” you moaned with broken words, shocked you were able to find those few in your brain.

Oberyn pulled on your nipples and you followed trying to keep the pain from being too much. When you sat almost all the way up, Oberyn never stopped as he laid you both down on the bed. He had you wrapped in his arms completely, tears were falling down your cheeks at this point and your body was shaking. You looked up into his eyes as his forehead pressed to yours.

“Keep those beautiful green eyes open for me little Dove, and cum.”

It was an order you followed as you fell from the edge once again. You clawed at him, clinging to him in every single way you could. You tried to keep your eyes open but failed as you moaned out, your head going back and your eyes closing. It was the most intense orgasm you had ever experienced and Oberyn never let up. He pushed you through it and just before you thought you would have to beg him to stop, he stilled deep inside of you and emptied himself. He groaned loudly and buried his face in your neck taking your scent in and enjoying the bliss after hitting your highs.

You panted and melted into the bed completely spent. Oberyn pulled from you and laid next to you for a few moments before he was climbing out of bed. You felt your heart break slightly as you turned to watch him.

“Gone so soon?” Your voice was horse and full of disappointment.

“Oh I’m not going anywhere little Dove. I’m just going to get something to clean you up with,” he bent and kissed your forehead before you watched him walk into the bathing room.

You laid there while you waited and smiled for a short moment like a mad woman. You had never in a million years thought what just happened ever would, and now that it had you never wanted to leave the man’s side. He returned ,cleaning you up which made you whimper as he shushed you gently. He climbed back in bed next to you and pulled you to him. His fingers brushed through your hair, before making patterns on your bare back.

“What happens now?” You finally asked after several moments of silence.

You were afraid to look up at him, afraid of his answer. He was silent for a moment before his other hand brushed at your chin.

“I am truly not sure little Dove. I would love to continue this.”

“Then let us do that and we will figure it out as we go.” You looked up at him with a soft smile.

“That my little Dove sounds perfect to me.”

You smiled at the slight change to the nickname and you wondered what would be in store for you and Oberyn.

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