After four long days of riding, Daemon arrived at his camp, it was a couple of miles from a river, and they were definitely closer to Winterfell. He dismounted his horse and saw Yara and Theon approaching, Theon stopped on his heels when he saw Sansa appear behind him.
"Lady Sansa." He said awkwardly, Sansa gave him an equal awkward greeting.
"Lady Yara," Daemon said.
"My prince." She bowed slightly.
"How are my forces?" He began to walk, the pirate walked to his side.
"Everything is well, the men have already taken the supplies to the tunnels, we are just waiting for you." Yara reported.
"Boltons?"
She shook her head. "We have had a few intruders but we dealt with them."
"Good." He said. "Prepare the men, we leave the night after tomorrow." The prince told Grey Worm, the man nodded and left. "You are all dismissed."
Daemon turned to Sansa. "That's your tent," He pointed to the tent beside his. "Bath and clothes for you are on the way."
"Thank you, cousin." She said excusing herself walking to her tent.
"And you two…" He said passing his arms around both sisters and taking them to his tent.
An hour later, the prince was on his bed, Ty was reading a very large book about poisons and Nym, strangely enough, was patting Ghost, catching him by surprise, his cousin entered his tent. Her eyes widened at the sight of both sisters with short dresses on his bed.
"Pardon! I didn't know…" She stumbled on her words.
Daemon breathed. "It's fine, how can I help you?"
Sansa's face grew red as her hair then frowned. "Didn't tell me you are married?" Eying both women.
"Is that why you came here?" He cocked his head.
"Uh, no, never mind. You said you were going to take Winterfell in two days, how?" Her face morphed in curiosity.
The prince looked at her face, it didn't seem more than curiosity. "Feel free." He motioned to the bed, Sansa opened and closed her mouth and a second later made way to beside him a little embarrassed.
"Answering your first question, yes I am. And second, the crypts, it extended itself till some point on the woods, the three of us and the unsullied will take the castle by the inside."
"My father never said anything about tunnels under Winterfell." She said.
"Probably because he didn't know, it was Ghost that showed me." He pointed to the Direwolf.
Sansa hummed and her eyes went to the beast. "My father thought he was going to die, he was the smallest, the day left to Kingslanding he went missing… my sister Arya was so upset, she thought she could have two direwolves." A sad smile appeared on her face.
The prince moved closer and put his arm around her. "I'm sure your sister is probably fine."
"We were never close," She shrugged weakly. "She was always a wild girl while I was too busy being a lady." It had bitterness on her voice.
His hand rubbed her back. "You were children."
"Still…" She murmured. "It caught me by surprise when I heard about the Targaryens being back, it must have been hard to grow up in exile."
This time he shrugged. "It was fine, I've had my siblings, Dany, Arthur, Ash and these two cunts." He jested.
"Two cunts you like very much." Ty said cheekily raising a brow at Sansa. The Stark girl blinked in surprise at the woman's bluntness.
"You said you are married to Princess Daenerys, but these two…" She whispered to him.
"We can hear you." Nym smiled.
"And yes, he enjoys very much fucking both of us." Tyene gave Sansa a big grin.
Sansa looked scandalised.
"Ignore them," He rolled his eyes.
"Are they your wives? Aegon Targaryen had two wives." She asked.
Daemon mocked a shudder. "Gods forbid."
"No, we are not, he's not that lucky." Tyene said.
He chucked, even Sansa had a small smile on her face. "They're my paramours, and my longest friends."
The Stark nodded. "And your wife allows it…?"
"Yup. She has her lovers too." He told her.
"Oh." She frowned. "That's quite, uh, different."
"It's fun." He shrugged.
"You can join us tonight if you want." Ty wriggled her brows. Sansa gaped and went red.
"Oh yes, you would love the things Dae can do with his tongue." Nymeria widened her eyes teasing the girl.
Sansa's face was now matching her hair.
What can he do with his tongue? She thought embarrassedly.
"Don't listen to them." Daemon slapped Ty's feet, the prince wanted to fuck his cousin, how could he not want that? Sansa was breathtaking, even now after a bath and with her hair down.
"I would if I was you, we can have tons of fun together…" Tyene put the book to the side and moved close to her sister. "Right?"
Nymeria nodded, a smirk appearing on her lips. "Lots of fun, and pleasure." She turned her head to her sister teasing a kiss.
Sansa's eyes widened. "Bu- but you two are sisters!"
Both sisters stopped midway, they looked at Sansa. "Did you never have a little fun with your siblings?" Nym raised her brows.
Daemon observed his cousin's face go white… if was any possible. "No!" She exclaimed. "It's wrong, she-she's your sister."
The sand snakes frowned. "Do you think it's wrong sister?" Nym asked.
"No." Ty grinned, she moved forward capturing her sister's lips in a deep kiss, Sansa's face stood in shock, Daemon rolled his eyes watching both women moan and hum into the kiss, they were also making sure Sansa could see their tongues brushing wildly against each other.
After a few seconds, they parted with a last peck. Nym looked at Sansa. "Never did this to your sister?" She licked her lips.
"Stop you two." He intervened. "Sorry about them." Daemon apologized holding her arm, his cousin flinched in surprise.
"Uh, it's fine." Sansa stuttered. "I think I should get going," She stood up. "Thank you for the conversation, Daemon." Her cheeks were flushed as she desperately left the tent.
Two giggles came from behind him, he looked back at the Dornish women and shook his head. "You two are unbelievable… Ghost, go give her some company." He told the direwolf, but really he didn't want the beast in the tent while he fucked the sisters.
Ghost left, leaving him alone with his paramours, he stood up and closed the canvas, turning around, the prince saw both sisters look at him with lust in their eyes. Daemon took his long sleeved tunic and kicked his boots off, the tent wasn't cold, he followed Ty's adviced and filled the place with braziers, it was close to cause a fire? Yes, but at least they were warm.
Daemon got on the bed and crawled to them, the pair got on their knees and stood in front of him. Nym kissed him first, slow and deep, his arms went to each back holding tightly, he broke the kiss with Nym just to found her sister's lips a second later, Ty's kiss was full of hunger, he sucked her lip then moaned as Nymeria kissed his neck.
The prince's hands went to the straps of both dresses, he lowered them exposing both pair of breasts, he broke the kiss and pushed Ty to the bed, the woman laid and watched as he embraced her sister, his hands cupping her bum and squeezing it. Nymeria undid the laces of his trousers and lowered pulling his soft cock out, she looked down and stroked him.
He hummed as she jerked him off, she did for a few seconds before she pecked him and took her dress off, Nym laid beside her sister whose clothes were already gone, she spread her legs and smirked at him. Daemon hummed and undressed himself fully, he laid between Nym's legs and looked at the soft hair forming a triangle shape, he wetted his lips and gave her folds a lick, she let out a whimper while he groaned with her sweet taste.
He lapped his tongue on her folds again and again, Daemon swirled his tongue on her clit making her moan, her hands went to his hair holding tight. The prince sucked the nub gently then brushed his tongue on it. From the side, Tyene watched as her lover ate her sister's cunt, Dae's head moved like he was devouring Nym, his hums of pleasure were matching her sisters. Speaking of her sister, she was with her eyes shut and lips captured between her teeth, her small nipples hard and inviting.
Not being able to resist, Ty moved close to her sister and captured a nipple in her mouth. "Hmm." Nymeria hummed in pleasure.
The Sand Snake continued to moan and whimper as her sister and prince pleasured her, Ty was switching between her breasts, neck and lips, Daemon was eating her out, the prince sucked her pussy eagerly savoring her taste, his three fingers were inside her aiding his tongue on bring her more pleasure.
"I'm going to cum…" She mumbled. Hearing that, Daemon licked her clit fast, his fingers worked inside her making her eyes roll. "Oooh!" Nym exclaimed, her sister just had sucked her pulse making her cum, her back arched and her fingers digged on Dae's hair.
The prince hummed and pulled back his fingers sucking them, he looked up and saw Nymeria's face flushed, her eyes were close and her lips parted. He crossed eyes with Ty and his paramour grinned at him, Daemon rolled Nym to the side and pulled Ty by her leg making the woman giggle. He helped her to her knees and kissed her making her taste her sister's juices, Tyene hummed and sucked his tongue.
She let go and swallowed, the dornish pushed the prince gently to his back making him lay down, she got on top of him and held his throbbing cock, she rubbed his cockhead on her wet pussylips making both of them moan, finally lining his tip with her entrance she sank down slowly.
Daemon held her hips and let her ride him, Ty rotated her hips earning a sigh from him, he watched as the girl used his cock for her pleasure, doing that, it made him even more aroused. Tyene rode him for five minutes before she came, he went for more five till he spilled all his seed inside her. By the end, the three of them were extremely satisfied.
A day passed since he entered the tunnels with two thousand men, they had rested for the past hours, their position was an excellent one, he was just a few meters close to the Crypts. "This is so creepy." Nymeria murmured as they passed the statues.
He had to agree with that.
Daemon raised his torch and turned at the corner following Ghost. "That's a lot of dead people… I mean it's a crypt but wow." Ty exclaimed earning a grin from him.
The prince watched as the statues passed and frowned, he stopped. He recognised the place from his dream. "We are close, very close. Get ready." He ordered the men.
For a while they walked till Daemon started to become a little anxious, his breath was heavy and his hands closed tightly. Soon enough it finally came, he stopped in front of the stoned woman, he blinked and kept staring at its face, it didn't have much of features, just enough to show it was a woman, his hand slowly traveled to the face. His eyes closed and an odd warmth spread through his body.
I will kill all of them, muña.
He opened his eyes and breathed, Nym and Ty were waiting for him with their weapons in hand. He pulled back his hand and unsheathed his sword, turning around he began to march towards the gate with the Sand snakes on each side of him. They passed through the unsullied who was waiting just a few meters from the gate, Ghost was sitting staring intensely at it.
It seems that the night is at its deepest.
Daemon walked slowly to the iron gate and pushed, it was open and it made a creeking noise, breathing he commanded. "Attack."
The unsullied moved quickly, they were divided in two lines, each one went to a side, one to the left in direction of the North Gate and the other going right to the Guards Hall, Sansa had provided them the right information. He, with his two lovers and Ghost went right, he saw Grey Worm thrown his spear in a guard killing the man, another guard shouted behind them, but he was quickly silenced.
They stopped in front of the door of the Guard Hall, he nodded at the men and the unsullied kicked the door, they barged in startling the men inside, they didn't gave war cries, just invaded silently killing the four soldiers close. Daemon pushed one door open and entered, he saw a soldier jumping from a bed and falling to the floor, he waved his sword killing him, his head turned when he heard a grunt, Ty was with her dagger pierced on another man's neck, Nym was pulling her spear from a dead body on the floor.
The prince heard a bell ringing and men started to shout. "Well, there it goes our surprise." He said walking from the building, he looked back to North Gate and saw a Bolton soldier fall from the tower, another three fell from it as the unsullied began take the walls.
"With me!" He yelled in high Valyrian and ran to the stairs, Dae dodged the sword that was aimed to his head pulling the man by the arm and tossing him down the staircase where he met a spear. The prince arrived at the catwalks and stopped when he saw five Bolton soldiers waiting with their swords in hand, the sand snakes sided with him and shrugged, with a battle cry, he attacked, it was amusing the soldiers faces when they saw the wave on unsullied behind them.
Hours later, Daemon walked into the bloodied courtyard, he looked back at the castle, the moon was still shining brightly behind it. "That's a big fuckin' castle." He murmured. Dae felt a tug on his breeches and looked down, a soldier missing a leg was staring up at him, the prince moved his leg back and stepped hard on his head earning a thud noise.
"I sent a scout, the rest of the army will arrive by midday." Nym said walking up to him, like he, she was also covered in blood.
He nodded and watched as Ty walked to their direction with Grey Worm by her side. "Where's Ghost?" He asked.
"I think I saw him in the kennels." She said frowning.
Two men were dropped on their knees in front on them, one was probably in his forties' and the other a lot young than the man, but no older than himself. "My prince, Roose Bolton and his bastard, Ramsey." Tyene announced walking to his side.
Roose groaned and raised his head. "Who are you?"
Daemon felt a presence approaching, he didn't respond and let the direwolf sit beside him, Ghost's fur was red with blood.
The lord blinked and looked at Daemon in confusion. "I'm Daemon Targaryen. Son of Rhaegar Targaryen, son of Lyanna Stark" He smiled.
"Oh, a bastard like me, then." Ramsey smiled at him.
Daemon just frowned at him.
"Is this all your forces?" He asked Roose.
It was quite easy to take the Winterfell, of course they had the unsullied who were a superior army but still it was easy, if he had to guess it barely had five hundred men at the Stark seat.
Ramsey scoffed. "A dumb bastard you are, thinking my father would just tell you about our army."
"You just told us, idiot." Ty shook her head.
Roose shot Ramsey a look making his son frown.
"What are you going to do with us?" The oldest Bolton asked in defeat.
Daemon shrugged. "Don't know yet. Take them to the dungeons." He ordered, looking back to the castle nodded for both women follow him. He could sense Lyx hovering above and being drawn by the blood. Feeling tired from the battle and the events from the last days, the prince decided they would rest till the rest of his army arrive .
When the rest of his army arrived, he was sleeping, actually the three of them were, in the past fortnight they barely had any time to truly rest and all. The prince made way to the war room with Grey Worm and the Sand Snakes, he frowned in surprise when he saw Sansa with Brienne there. "I see that you made your decision." He eyed the woman.
Sansa nodded. "Brienne and I talked, she was speaking the truth, cousin. She's trustworthy, you have my word."
Daemon looked at the tall woman and raised his eyebrow. "Very well," He walked to the table and rested his hands on it, he could see the pieces of his army around Winterfell and other ones from different houses above each castle. "I have a task for you," he told Sansa, she frowned a little and nodded. "You will send a raven to all the Houses from the North, they have to come to Winterfell to bend the knee to Aegon Targaryen."
His cousin eyed him for a moment then spoke. "I don't think they would like this very much… the North went through a lot in the last decades. And with no offense cousin, they would be very displeased in bending the knee to a Targaryen."
The prince stared at her, till she grew uncomfortable. "I couldn't care less Sansa, I thank you for your advice, but they will come here and bend the willingly or I can send these two," He pointed with his thumbs to the sisters. "And they will bring them here and they will bend the knee."
Sansa blinked and Brienne gave her a sided look. "I-I will write the letter, my prince."
He smiled at her. "Now, I want the men in alert, Roose supporters will come, probably. And Stannis army too, especially after what I did." Daemon said to Grey Worm.
"What happened to Stannis?" Brienne asked.
His brows raised. "I had him killed." He gave them a toothless grin.
Surprised, Sansa said. "How? It doesn't make sense, if you killed Stannis you faced his army, which army would come for you?" His cousin questioned.
"Well, my beautiful cousin," He said gaining a little blush from her. "I met Stannis at Deepwood motte, we talked and talked, and then… I poisoned him." Daemon shrugged.
Both women looked at him at shock. "Why?" Sansa stuttered.
"Hmm, he didn't like me, and I didn't liked him, I asked him to bend the knee, he threatened me and then I poisoned him. A very short story." He told her. She didn't say anything.
"Oh, and I almost forgot, I will leave for the wall in a couple of days, in the time I be away, these two are in command." He waved to Nym and Ty, again, Sansa frowned but remained silent.
"To see Aemon Targaryen?" Nymeria asked.
Daemon breathed and sat on the table. "Aye, if Stannis was telling the truth he is in his last days, he must be a hundred years old or more. I want to meet him." He said earning nods. "This is all, Sansa, walk with me."
Daemon made way to the door and opened, his cousin followed him, he offered his arm and intertwined her arm with his and held his arm with the other. He frowned when Brienne began to follow them.
"She is my sworn sword." Sansa explained.
"You're in a castle surrounded by unsullied, a Direwolf and a dragon. You don't need her following you around all the time." He stared at his cousin, Sansa bit her lip and nodded slowly.
"I will be with my cousin, Lady Brienne… you can rest." Sansa dismissed the woman. Brienne eyed him then gave the Stark girl a small bow.
"My lady." She said and left.
Daemon began to walk. "You didn't like that I left them in charge." He pointed with his head to their back, Nym and Ty were talking and following them with a small distance.
Sansa breathed. "Winterfell is yours, cousin. You were the one who fought it and took it back, I respect your decision."
The prince let a hum. "You know, my sister Rhaenys hates when someone is 'masked' around her, she enjoys when people speak their mind to her. I'm a little the same, so please Sansa, tell me what you truly think about my decision."
The redhead eyed him with the corner of her eyes and swallowed, their turned on the hall making their way to a catwalk that gave them the view of the courtyard. "I… I felt disrespected, Daemon, I'm a northerner and a Stark-"
"And we are dornish bastards." Nymeria mocked from behind them.
Dae shot Nym a look and she shot him another, he shook his head and brought his attention back to Sansa.
"It's… it's not that." Sansa stuttered.
Daemon observed her. "Does they make you uncomfortable?" He asked.
"Uhm, no, of course not. It's just, they have to hear everything we say? It's odd, they're all the time stuck to your hip." She whispered, not wanting them to hear.
The prince smirked, they arrived at the balcony and Dae stopped looking down seeing his unsullied training. "You can trust them,"
"I barely know them…" She mumbled.
"You barely know me."
Sansa breathed. "But it's different, you are my cousin."
He sighed. "Sansa, neither of us are naive, you don't trust me, we know each other for what? A fortnight? You can trust me in a certain level, but not fully yet. But I tell you this, you can trust me, and you can trust them," He nodded at the sisters. "I know both Ty and Nym since I was I child, we played together, and we went to battle together. I trust them with my life."
Sansa bit her lower lip and nodded. "Ok."
"There's still the household of the castle, could you help me with them?" He asked.
"Of course." She smiled.
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Rhaenys watched Arthur scowl at Jaime, the Kingslayer was being put in a jail wagon that would be his transportation till Kings Landing.
"If you keep staring I'm going to think you're in love with him." She joked.
Arthur looked at her flatly.
Rhae raised her hands in surrender. "You have to let it go, I have more reasons to hate that man than you, and here am not caring about his existence."
"He's a turncloak, the city was sacked because he opened the gates to Tywin, he had the duty of protect Elia… but he didn't, and your mother died." Arthur said coldly.
Before Rhaenys could say anything, Ashara appeared at her side. "Elia knew about the risks… she knew about the risk of Rhaegar's plan of marring her and Lyanna and depose Aerys, she knew about the risk of the plans failures. And because of her awareness you and your brother are alive."
The Queen bit the inside of cheek, feeling uncomfortable with the current subject.
"And she got killed by the Mountain." Arthur said.
"That's what people think…" Ashara rubbed her hands.
Rhaenys knew her muña wasn't killed by the Mountain, her body may have been cut in two, by the Mountain, but Ashara had told her a long time ago that Elia was long dead by poison before the Lannister could reach her chambers.
Sweetsleep.
"Regardless, Robert bragged about having her and the children dead, her name lowered to the mud." He spat.
Rhae breathed and held her wrist. "House Baratheon is basically gone Arthur, Stannis is gods knows where, if he shows up he will be dealt with, the Mountain will be soon dead and House Lannister will die too, Jaime and Tyrion will be dealt with. Myrcella will be marrying Trystane and getting the Martell name and he will rule the West from Casterly Rock."
Ashara eyed her proudly. "Good. Now if you excuse me, I must talk with my brother, it seems our conversation about Jaime wasn't enough." Ash's face morphed into hard glare, it was funny seeing the feared sword of the morning gulping under her gaze.
Rhaenys watched as Arthur was dragged away, she let out giggle and walked to where her brother was, they were leaving Storm's End soon. Rhae found Aegon in the company of Margaery and Missandei, her brother was sitting on the steps of the carriage eating a fruit.
"Where were you?" He asked spiting the seed.
"Observing if Arthur's stare could actually kill." She lifted her brows.
"He's still on that?" He complained.
"Yes, but I don't think it will be for too long, by the look Ash gave him…" She hummed.
"Pardon, your grace, but why does Ser Arthur dislike Jaime Lannister so much?" Missandei asked.
"He was the Kingsguard for my grandfather, then betrayed him and opened the gates of the city for his father, my mother died, and Robert Baratheon became king." Rhae told her earning a 'oh'.
"My king!" Jaeren called. "A letter." He went to hand the letter to Aegon but Rhaenys snatched the paper from his hand.
"Thank you, my lord." She smiled, the man bowed and left.
"From whom?" Egg asked.
Rhaenys broke the seal and opened the envelope, her eyes trailed on the phrases, she frowned then her eyes went wide. "Wow…" She murmured.
"What?" Her husband asked.
"Daemon landed in North… he got himself a Direwolf… Ghost is its name, he met Stannis, and he poisoned him, Stannis Baratheon no longer lives." Rhaenys informed, her voice laced with pride. "He is also going to take Winterfell and retrieve Sansa Stark."
"Direwolf?!"
"What?!"
"Sansa Stark?!"
The three of them shouted at the same time, Rhaenys just shrugged and gave Aegon the letter, his eyes quickly trailed through the paper. "Well, there it goes a problem I guess…" He murmured.
"Prince Daemon does things as he pleases…" Margaery mumbled with a slight frown.
Rhaenys' eyes went to the Rose. "And you are implying?" She asked slowly, her gaze was dangerous.
"Uhm, nothing my Queen… I'm not implying anything, it was just an observation." Marge quickly said.
Rhae hummed. "I think with Stannis' death House Baratheon are officially extinct." Her lips raised.
"Not quite My Queen, you said Prince Daemon killed Stannis, Stannis has a daughter, Shireen." Marge informed.
Rhaenys groaned. "Dae wouldn't kill a child, knowing him he will probably attack Stannis forces at some point at capture the girl."
Aegon nodded.
"How did he get a Direwolf?" Missandei mused.
Not knowing how to answer, both Targaryens remained silent. For their surprise, Margaery answered. "Eddard Stark found Direwolf pups years ago, I presume your graces must have heard that each Stark child had one. Prince Daemon must had crossed path with one."
"How'd you know that?" Aegon raised a brow.
Marge passed her tongue on her lip. "Sansa Stark was a friend while I was in Kingslanding, she was a naïve girl, I tried to help her in some sort of way. I think I did."
"Her Direwolf was there?" Rhae asked.
Margaery shook her head. "Sansa's Direwolf was killed, the beast attacked Joffrey while in Winterfell."
"Hmm, let's just hope Dae can control… Ghost." Aegon murmured and read the beast's name. They stood in silence before the King exclaimed. "Shit!" His hands went to his pocket. "A raven from Dany arrived too."
Rhaenys looked at him flatly. "Your brain is of the size of nut; did you know that?"
"What? I forgot…" He mumbled opening the letter. "She has duskendale… it's for us to be aware with 'scorpions' some sort of upgraded ballista's… she will face the rest of Cersei's army in a few days or a fortnight." Aegon read.
"Good, we are cutting her army piece by piece, the only one that remains is the one in Kings-Landing. She has nowhere to run." Rhaenys smirked.
"If I know Cersei, she must be furious…" Marge mumbled, her eyes locked on the ground and a small smile appearing of her face.
"Soon she well be defeated and we will be seating on the throne." Egg got up moving his chest forward and groaning. "It's time for us to leave, My ladies." He stepped aside pointed to the carriage, Marge and Missy entered and he looked at her.
"I will ride with you." She closed the door.
He smiled and took her hand, pecking her lips they made way to their horses.
Daemon dodged the point of the spear; he waved his sword trying to hit his opponent, but she jumped to the side. "Ouch!" He exclaimed when Nymeria smacked the butt of the spear on his wrist, he let the sword drop and Nym spined hitting the back of his knees.
The prince let a grunt as his back hit the ground. "Yield dragon boy." She aimed her spear to his throat.
"I yield." He mumbled.
"Hum." Nym said proudly and helped him up.
"Really shameful, my prince. Still can't beat her with a spear." Ty mocked from her spot, she was sitting on a barrel watching both of them spar.
"Go fuck yourself." He scowled. Daemon saw Sansa approaching with Brienne and Podrick, his arm was still on a bandage.
"Lady Sansa, Lady Brienne, squire." He greeted them.
Ty giggled and jumped from the barrel walking to his side. "How's your arm?" She asked Podrick.
"Uhm, it's getting better, my lady." He gave her a tight smile.
"It's was never my intention to break your arm, just dislocate it." She smiled at him cocking her head. The boy blinked and nodded, quickly he excused himself.
"That was unnecessary." Brienne said through her teeth.
Tyene stared at the woman and shrugged nonchalantly.
Seeing the tension between the women growing, Sansa intervened. "Some Northern houses will be arriving on the next few days… a raven arrived from House Cerwyn, they're a day from here." She informed.
He nodded. "You will be the one receiving them,"
She frowned. "Why?"
"I will leave for the wall tomorrow, at first light, in a week I will be back, but until my return, the daughter of Ned Stark will receive and manage the guests." Daemon told her putting his spare sword away.
Sansa gave him a surprised look but still nodded. "I-I will do my best, Daemon."
The prince felt a little cold feeling on his nose, he brushed his finger on it and realized it was wet, he looked up and saw the small flakes of snow slowly falling. "I know you will." He said softly raising his hand and letting a snowflake fall and melt in it.
"It seems winter has arrived…" Sansa murmured eying the sky.
"Great, it will become colder." Tyene mumbled.
His cousin frowned a little then her eyes widened slightly in realisation, her cheeks grew red. "What?" He asked watching Ghost pass through the gates.
"I… I forgot, but in Winterfell we have hot springs." She said, embarrassed of how she had forgot about that.
"What?!" The heads spun quickly at her.
Sansa flinched in surprise. "Uhm, hot springs, they're underground, or in the Godswood, they are the reason of why the castle is warm. The hot springs…"
Six eyes blinked at the same time. "You're taking me there. Right now." Daemon slowly. "You stay here." He pointed at Brienne.
The dragon and the two snakes stared in awe at the steam above the water, the air around them were hot. "This is perfect." Ty said.
"Why didn't you tell us about this?" Nymeria hissed at Sansa.
"I had a lot in my mind… and I was busy." Sansa apologized.
The hot springs walls were gigantic rocks, a few beams of light coming from the ceiling of it lighting up the place a little, they had brought torches with them, two for each person, the fire was brightening the place. It was well built too, a stream of water was dripping from a hole on a rock, the water traveled to the three pools full of hot water.
Daemon heard the noise of clothes hitting the floor and turned his head, he saw Ty butt naked walking to the nearest pool, Nymeria was halfway of being bare for them to see. Sansa was with her mouth agape and flushed watching both women not caring about her presence there and just ripping their clothes off.
"Oooh." Tyene moaned loudly as she entered on the water.
"I'm not leaving this place." Nymeria groaned entering the water. Daemon walked to the pool and crouched; he passed his hand through the water feeling the temperature. It was very hot, but not much hot, Ty and Nym could stay inside of it, it wasn't the type of hot that him and his family could take.
"Come on, get your pretty arse inside." Ty said closing her eyes and resting her head on the edge.
Nymeria looked at him sideways, a small smirk appeared on her lips and she cocked her head slightly, just enough for him to notice. Catching what she meant it, the prince stood up and began to undress, cloak, surcoat, and then his boots.
At last he lowered his trousers, he suppressed a grin and spun around, Sansa's face was matching her hair, Daemon watched as her eyes trailed through his body, her eyes stopped on his hanging cock, thick, pink cockhead and big balls. He twitched making her blink and look away.
"Care to join us Sansa?" He invited her with a smile.
His cousin stumbled on her words and then cleaned her throat. "I have things to do, get everything ready for the other Houses arrival. It's better if I get going…" She said quickly.
"Please." He scoffed. "You deserve a bit of rest, you've been running the household since I delegated you to it, please join us." Dae shot her a smile. "We won't look." Turning to both sisters who nodded and looked away from the Stark girl, he entered the water and did the same.
Daemon waited almost a minute before he heard the sound of water splashing. "You can turn now." Sansa called, the three of them turned their heads to her watching as her red wet hair cascaded on her back. Only her head and shoulders showed out of the water, Dae cursed.
"See? Nothing better than a hot bath." He said, Sansa smiled weakly at him. The prince frowned when his cousin's eyes widened slightly, he looked behind and rolled his eyes. Nym and Ty were hungrily kissing each other, he swam to his cousin's side.
"Thi-this is sinful…" She whispered.
"This is hot." He murmured, Ty began to push Nym to the edge of the pool, Nymeria's back was pressed against the edge and her sister's hand creeped down her belly.
"Did you ever lay with a woman Sansa?" He asked swimming backwards and resting his arms on the corners of the pool, his cousin looked at him and shyly went to his side, to his disappointment she was not close.
"No, I never." She shook her head looking at the Sand Snakes, Dae could see she was embarrassed and didn't want to look, yet, her gaze didn't moved.
"You should…" He counselled, a small smirk appeared on his lips when Nym gasped, Tyene was definitely fingering her.
Sansa didn't say anything, she just stood there watching, she didn't speak to him, neither looked at him, the color on her cheeks indicated her embarrassment.
Minutes passed and Nymeria began to pant and curse while Tyene sucked and kissed her neck, observing his cousin one more time he caught her biting her lip. His lips raised slightly, she could try to hide, but he knew she was interested on him and both sisters, even more after Nym brag about what he could do with his tongue.
Feeling his cock get painfully hard the prince held back a groan, soon he would have the Stark girl.
After almost an hour on the hot springs, they stopped in front of Sansa's chambers and she slowly retrieved her arm from his. "Thank you, for the water springs." He smiled at her.
Sansa matched the smile. "The three of you seemed to need it." She said playfully, starting to feel freer around him.
He hummed a laugh. "We did, I just hope you didn't get spooked or offended back there…"
Shaking her head, she pursed her lips. "Oh no… they are your paramours, it was a little awkward but I didn't mind." She looked down fidgeting her hands.
He nodded smiling brightly at her. The prince could feel it was the right time as silence fell between them, she stared at his face. He slowly moved forward, Sansa watched as he got closer and closer. Finally his lips touched hers, her lips were soft and brushed gently against his, Dae cupped her face and deepened the kiss.
Her hands held his arms and she let his tongue rub into hers, both cousins shared a kiss for a few seconds before they ran out of breath.
"Daemon…" She whispered. "We can't…"
Ugh.
"Why?" He murmured.
"You are married… and you have two lovers, we are family too." She said breathlessly. It seemed she didn't know her own family history.
"Hmm, our grandparents were cousins." He hummed. "My wife doesn't care… she's probably somewhere with a cock buried in her cunt as we speak," Daemon whispered gaining a shocked expression from her. "Ty and Nym…" He just laughed, the prince knew the two enough to know that they wanted to bed Sansa as much as he.
The redhead went to speak again but Dae was faster and put his finger on her lips. His eyes locked with hers, violet on blue. His hand went to the doorknob and opened. "Get in Sansa…" He murmured.
Blinking she did what he told her, he followed and closed the door locking it, turning around his eyes landed on her again, he walked slowly till her making sure to not scare her. Sansa walked backwards till her legs hit the table, walking and looking at her like she was his prey the prince stopped in front of her.
Once again he cupped her face while she just stared at him. "You are one of the most beautiful women I ever seen." He murmured passing his thumb on her lower lip, a little of color appeared on her cheekbones. Catching her by surprise he kissed her again, this time deep and slow, their tongues brushing gently making her let out a little whimper. Daemon let go of her lips after a while and kissed her cheeks and neck making her let a shaky breath and hold on the table.
He moved back and observed her, her eyes were dark, lips swollen and her chest going up and down. His hand went to the two pins of her dress, before he could take them she held his hand. "Daemon…" She breathed.
"Sansa… nothing will happen if you don't want, if you say no, I will leave you and never touch you again. You just need to say 'No'." He said softly, her eyes watched his face, Dae could see the gears on her head working. He made the right choice using the word 'never'.
The prince moved his hands again and this time she didn't stop him. Holding back a victorious smile the prince took the pins off, making the front of her dress open, he pulled each band to the side revealing her gown. Sansa let the dress fall then let him spin her around, Daemon undid the laces on the back of the gown and helped the material slid down her shoulders.
The prince wetted his lips looking at her pale skin. He turned her around giving a step back, he hummed, Sansa had a stunning body, medium perky breasts with bright pink nipples, shapely flat belly, a red bush above her cunt and long legs. Her pussy was also pink with her inner lips passing her outer lips just a little. He throbbed. Sansa tried to put her hands in front of her body but he held them.
He put them on her sides. "Gorgeous Sansa…" His eyes trailed on her pale skin. His cock was getting uncomfortable in his breeches.
"Do I please you?" She asked shyly.
He laughed making her frown, seeing her confusion the prince quickly acted. "Undo it." He told her motioning to his belt and laces. She took a breath and worked on his belt while he discarded his upper clothes. Sansa finished her task and observed his body again, Daemon pulled his trousers down showing her his hard cock, her eyes widened, the length, the girth and the thick vein popping above it.
"Give me your hand…" He said, and she did.
Daemon guided her hand to his cock and made her hold, he twitched on her hand earning a little gasp.
"What did you asked me, Sansa?" He asked cheekily.
"Uh, nothing." She mumbled still holding his cock, once again the prince kissed her, her hands went to his sides as they now kissed with passion. Daemon broke the kiss and went to her tits, she watched him with eager but also reluctant eyes.
Ugh. So close.
"May I?" He said cupping her breast gently, Sansa swallowed.
"Yes…" She whispered.
Sansa gasped when he captured her nipple, Dae moaned as he hallowed his cheeks sucking on her tit like a babe, swirling his tongue he felt the nub hardening on his mouth. His cousin's soft hands went shyly to his dump curls. Daemon captured her nipple between his teeth making her let a small whine, he pulled back gently making her curve her back.
Giving her right tit one last suck he turned and repeated on the left one, now licking and sucking harshly earning little moans from her. As he gave her breasts attention the prince moved back seeing the red spots that he left on her skin, from her nipple till the valley of her breasts. Deciding it was enough, Daemon looked up at her and grinned, surprising him Sansa shot him a shy smile.
The prince now made her brows furrow, he moved her clothes and knelt on one knee at them. She blushed again; his face was literally on her cunt.
'You should see what he can do with his tongue' Nymeria's voice echoed on her head.
Is he putting his mouth on her cunt?
Sansa was pulled from her thoughts when Daemon buried his nose on her mound taking her scent, she stood with her mouth open watching him. Daemon held her leg and guided to his shoulder, she quickly supported herself on the table and gasped when his tongue made contact with her folds, Dae hummed tasting her sweet pussy.
"Ohh…" She whispered softly when his tongue went up and down on her clit, Daemon groaned holding her upper tight, moving his other hand to between her legs the prince brushed two fingers on her wet folds, gently he pushed them inside making her moan and eyes close.
He sucked her bundle of nerves while lapping his tongue on it, she bucked her hips and held tightly on the edge of the table, her other hand went to the back of his head. Daemon curled his fingers moving them inside her, Sansa trembled and threw her head back squeezing her eyes shut, she never felt this type of pleasure before.
Daemon didn't notice any barrier on her cunt, Ty and Nym had bet that Sansa was still a maiden, and he had bet that she wasn't, maybe he was right, because he also knew that some women lost their maidenhead while riding horses or some simply didn't have one.
The prince was pulled from his thoughts when his hair was gripped tightly, the leg on his shoulder trembled and Sansa let a series of pitchy moans. Her walls clenched around his fingers and she came. Dae let his fingers inside her till her walls stopped convulsing around it, when it stopped and Sansa was breathless trying to regain her air, Daemon took her leg from his shoulder gently and pulled his fingers and stood up.
His cousin eyes were shut, her mouth open and chest rising and lowering. She opened her eyes and looked at him. "How it was?" He murmured passing his hand on her cheek.
"I- it felt nice… really good…" She panted.
"Hmm, I'm glad." He hummed. "Open your mouth." Daemon ordered.
Slowly she did and he put the fingers that were wet with her juices inside. "Suck…" He murmured eying her intensely. Shyly she wrapped her lips around and sucked. "You taste good, don't you?"
Sansa's eyes widened, he gave her a lopsided grin and pulled back, Dae sucked his fingers too, then moaned softly. Moving forward their lips met again, both tasting her on their tongues. She moaned surprising him.
The Stark girl parted their lips making him raise a brow. "Are you going too…?" She nodded at his throbbing and painfully hard cock.
"Fuck you?"
She bit her lip and nodded, he took her hand and put on his cock, he didn't needed to tell her to move her hand, Sansa started to stroke him awkwardly.
All of this got him close to his peak, so it wouldn't take long before he cum.
"No." He said.
Sansa's mouth opened and closed. "Do I displease you?" Her voice in a sad tone.
"No…" He moaned. "I will leave in a few hours, I will fuck you Sansa." Her tongue passed on her lips.
"But I want to take my sweet… and precious time with you." Daemon could feel his orgasm approaching. She nodded. "I have a task for you…"
Sansa waited for him to say, her grip on his cock weakened, groaning he slapped her hand away and caught her by surprise turning her around, Sansa gasped and held on the table, Dae pulled her hips back raising it and began to grind his sack on the crack of her arse.
"When I come back from the wall, most lords will be here," He mumbled, he spat on his hand and stroked his cock. "I will greet them… but you won't be there to welcome me."
"Wha- why?" She murmured.
"When I come back… fuck… I will go to my chambers, and you better be there, naked… on my bed, with your legs open waiting for me- Ah! Shit!" He gasped, his cock twitched and six jets of thick cum flew on Sansa's back making her flinch. Daemon groaned and moaned as pleasure took his body, a minute passed, and his seed began to drip down her back.
"Sansa?" He called weakly.
"Yes?" She swallowed, trying to turn around, he held her in place.
"While I'm away, try to get acquainted with Ty and Nym, if you need, they'll be there." Dae said, she nodded.
"And don't forget what I expected when I come back." He smirked.
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