The Realm's Alpha

The ancient trees of the godswood loomed overhead as Rhaenyra pressed her lips to Alicent's, silencing any further protests. Alicent's body tensed for a moment before melting into the kiss, her resolve crumbling under Rhaenyra's skilled ministrations.

When they finally parted for air, Alicent made one last feeble attempt at resistance. "Rhaenyra, we shouldn't... this is wrong," she breathed, her voice lacking any real conviction.

Rhaenyra's eyes flashed with a mix of amusement and desire. "Oh, sweet Alicent," she purred, trailing a finger along Alicent's jawline. "I'm not in the mood for your moral quandaries right now."

Before Alicent could respond, Rhaenyra captured her lips once more in a searing kiss. This time, Alicent didn't even try to resist, a soft moan escaping her as Rhaenyra's tongue explored her mouth.

Rhaenyra smiled against Alicent's lips, reveling in the effect she was having on the usually prim and proper girl. She broke the kiss, trailing her lips along Alicent's jawline, leaving a path of fire in her wake.

"Rhaenyra," Alicent gasped, her head falling back against the trunk of the weirwood tree behind her. She felt utterly powerless as Rhaenyra's lips found her earlobe, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.

"Mmm," Rhaenyra hummed, her hot breath sending shivers down Alicent's spine. "You say this is not right, yet you're moaning my name like a whore in heat."

Alicent's eyes widened at Rhaenyra's crude words, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. She clamped her mouth shut, determined not to make another sound and prove Rhaenyra right.

But Rhaenyra was far from done with her. She trailed her lips down to Alicent's neck, seeking out her pulse point with unerring accuracy. When she found it, she latched on, alternating between soft nibbles and soothing licks.

Alicent bit her lip hard, struggling to keep quiet as pleasure coursed through her body. But when Rhaenyra's hands found her breasts, kneading them through the fabric of her dress, Alicent's resolve shattered.

"Rhaenyra!" she cried out, arching into the touch. "Oh gods, Rhaenyra, please!"

Rhaenyra chuckled darkly, her hands continuing their maddening assault on Alicent's sensitive flesh. "That's it, Alicent," she murmured against Alicent's neck. "Let me hear you. Let the old gods hear how much you want this."

Alicent's head spun, overwhelmed by the sensations Rhaenyra was drawing from her body. Part of her knew they should stop, that anyone could stumble upon them at any moment. But a larger, more primal part of her never wanted this to end.

"More," Alicent heard herself beg, hardly recognizing her own voice. "Please, Rhaenyra, I need more."

Rhaenyra's eyes gleamed with triumph as she pulled back slightly, drinking in the sight of Alicent's flushed face and kiss-swollen lips. "Oh, my sweet Alicent," she purred. "We've only just begun."

As Rhaenyra's hands began to work at the laces of Alicent's dress, Alicent knew she was lost. Whatever consequences awaited them, whatever shame or guilt she might feel later, in this moment, she was entirely Rhaenyra's. And gods help her, she never wanted it to end.

Rhaenyra's fingers deftly worked at the laces of Alicent's dress, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Alicent's ear as she whispered, "Tell me, sweet Alicent, what do you think your father would say if he could see you now?"

Alicent gasped, a shudder running through her body at the mention of her father. "Rhaenyra, please... don't..."

But Rhaenyra was relentless, her voice a seductive purr. "Oh, but I insist. Imagine the look on Otto Hightower's face if he stumbled upon us right now. His precious, proper daughter, moaning like a whore in the godswood."

"Stop it," Alicent whimpered, even as her body arched into Rhaenyra's touch.

Rhaenyra chuckled darkly, her hands sliding beneath the loosened fabric of Alicent's dress to cup her breasts. "And what of the Seven, my dear? What would they think of their devout little follower now?"

Alicent's eyes flew open, a mix of shame and arousal coursing through her. "The Seven... they would..."

"They would what?" Rhaenyra taunted, pinching Alicent's nipples and eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure. "Condemn you? Strike you down? Or perhaps they'd simply watch, as entranced by your beauty as I am."

"Rhaenyra, please," Alicent moaned, torn between begging her to stop and pleading for more.

Rhaenyra's lips found Alicent's pulse point once more, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. "Tell me, Alicent. Tell me how wicked you are, how much you want this."

Alicent's resolve crumbled entirely. "I... I'm wicked," she gasped, her hands tangling in Rhaenyra's hair. "So wicked. And I want this. Gods help me, I want you so much."

A triumphant smile spread across Rhaenyra's face. "That's my girl," she purred, capturing Alicent's lips in another searing kiss. "Now, let me show you just how deliciously wicked we can be together."

Rhaenyra's nimble fingers made quick work of Alicent's dress, peeling away the layers of silk and lace with practiced ease. As the fabric fell away, revealing Alicent's porcelain skin.

Rhaenyra's hands roamed Alicent's newly exposed flesh, her touch both gentle and possessive. She cupped Alicent's breasts, thumbs brushing over the hardened nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from the Hightower girl.

"So responsive," Rhaenyra purred, kneading the soft mounds. "I've dreamt of touching you like this, sweet Alicent."

Alicent arched into the touch, her head falling back as pleasure coursed through her. "Rhaenyra," she moaned, her voice thick with desire.

The Targaryen princess smirked, one hand sliding down Alicent's flat stomach to grip her hip. "Turn around," she commanded softly. "Let me see all of you."

Trembling with anticipation, Alicent obeyed. Rhaenyra's hands immediately found her ass, squeezing and caressing the firm globes.

"Perfect," Rhaenyra murmured, pressing herself against Alicent's back. "Can you feel how much I want you?"

Alicent whimpered, pushing back against Rhaenyra instinctively. "Yes," she breathed. "Oh gods, Rhaenyra..."

Rhaenyra's hands continued their exploration, one sliding around to tease Alicent's pussy while the other played with her breasts. Alicent writhed in her arms, feeling like her brain was melting into a puddle.

"That's it, my sweet girl," Rhaenyra cooed, nipping at Alicent's ear. "Let yourself feel good. Let me make you feel good." 

The Princess turned her friend around, looking at her eyes. Rhaenyra pressed her body flush against her, capturing her lips in another searing kiss.

Alicent melted into the embrace, her hands roaming over Rhaenyra's curves. But suddenly, she felt something pressing against her thigh. Something long, thick, and unmistakably...

"Oh!" Alicent gasped, breaking the kiss and stumbling back a step. Her eyes widened as they fell to the prominent bulge in Rhaenyra's dress. She quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks flaming red.

"What... what is that?" Alicent stammered, though she already knew the answer.

Rhaenyra threw her head back and laughed, the sound both musical and slightly wicked. "Oh, my sweet, innocent Alicent," she purred, taking a step closer. "Surely you can guess. I'm a princess, after all. And an Alpha."

Alicent's breath caught in her throat as Rhaenyra closed the distance between them once more. "It's a cock, darling," Rhaenyra whispered, her hot breath tickling Alicent's ear. "But perhaps you need to see it to believe it."

Before Alicent could respond, Rhaenyra stepped back and began removing her own dress with swift, graceful movements. The silk pooled at her feet, leaving her gloriously naked save for a pair of delicate smallclothes.

And there, straining against the thin fabric, was the unmistakable outline of Rhaenyra's cock.

Alicent's eyes widened as Rhaenyra hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her smallclothes and slowly, teasingly, pulled them down. Her cock sprang free, thick and proud, standing at full attention.

A small gasp escaped Alicent's lips as she took in the sight before her. Rhaenyra's cock was magnificent - long, thick, and perfectly formed. Despite her shock and the voice in her head screaming that this was wrong, Alicent couldn't help but lick her lips, her body responding to the primal display of Rhaenyra's Alpha nature.

Rhaenyra noticed Alicent's reaction and smirked, her hand wrapping around her impressive length. "Like what you see, Alicent?" she purred, slowly stroking herself.

Alicent tried to form words, but her mouth had gone dry. She nodded mutely, unable to tear her eyes away from the hypnotic movement of Rhaenyra's hand.

"I thought you might," Rhaenyra chuckled, taking a step closer. "Would you like to touch it, Alicent? To feel how hard you make me?"

Alicent's hand twitched at her side, her body warring with her mind. This was wrong, so very wrong. But gods, she wanted it. Wanted to feel Rhaenyra's cock in her hand, to taste it on her tongue, to have it buried deep inside her...

"I... I shouldn't," Alicent whispered, even as her body leaned towards Rhaenyra.

"Oh, but you should," Rhaenyra countered, her voice low and seductive. "You should do everything your heart desires, sweet Alicent. Everything your body craves."

She reached out, gently taking Alicent's hand and guiding it towards her cock. "Touch me," Rhaenyra commanded softly. "Feel what you do to me."

As Alicent's trembling fingers wrapped around Rhaenyra's thick shaft, a low moan escaped both their lips. The heat of it, the weight of it in her hand... it was unlike anything Alicent had ever experienced.

Alicent's fingers trembled as they explored Rhaenyra's impressive length. She marveled at the contrasts - the silky softness of the skin against the rock-hard firmness beneath, the delicate veins tracing patterns along the thick shaft.

"That's it, Alicent," Rhaenyra purred, her voice husky with desire. "Get to know every inch of me."

Alicent's hand moved hesitantly at first, then with growing confidence as Rhaenyra's encouraging moans spurred her on. She traced the prominent ridge of the head, collecting a bead of precum on her fingertip.

"Taste it," Rhaenyra commanded softly. "I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around your finger, imagining it's my cock."

Blushing furiously, Alicent obeyed, bringing her finger to her mouth and sucking it clean. The salty-sweet taste made her head spin.

"Mmm, good girl," Rhaenyra praised. "Now, why don't you use both hands? I think you'll find there's plenty to go around."

Alicent complied, wrapping both hands around Rhaenyra's thick shaft. Even then, the head still poked out above her grip.

"Gods, Rhaenyra," Alicent breathed. "You're so... big."

Rhaenyra chuckled darkly. "All the better to fill you with, my dear. Can you imagine how it will feel stretching that tight little cunt of yours?"

Alicent whimpered at the crude words, her core clenching with need. She stroked Rhaenyra's length, marveling at how it seemed to grow even harder under her touch.

"Tell me, Alicent," Rhaenyra taunted, her hips rocking gently into Alicent's grip. "What would your Septa say if she could see you now? Her star pupil, worshipping a Targaryen cock like it's the Warrior's own sword."

"Rhaenyra, please," Alicent moaned, torn between shame and arousal.

"Please what?" Rhaenyra smirked. "Please stop? Or please fuck you senseless right here on the forest floor?"

Alicent's only response was to tighten her grip, her strokes becoming more confident as she reveled in the power she held over the princess.

"That's what I thought," Rhaenyra purred. "Now, be a good little Hightower and get on your knees. I want to see how that pious mouth of yours looks stretched around my cock."

Trembling with a heady mix of anticipation and nervousness, Alicent slowly sank to her knees. Rhaenyra's impressive member now stood proudly before her face, the musky scent of arousal filling her senses.

"Open wide, Alicent," Rhaenyra cooed, her hand tangling in Alicent's hair. "It's time to put that clever tongue of yours to better use than reciting prayers."

As Alicent's lips parted, ready to take Rhaenyra into her mouth for the first time.

Her eyes wide as she took in the sight of the princess's impressive cock mere inches from her face. A mix of emotions swirled within her - desire, nervousness, and a hint of shame. For a moment, unbidden thoughts of her family flashed through her mind. What would her brothers think? Her father? The stern face of Otto Hightower seemed to loom in her imagination, disappointment etched in every line.

But then Rhaenyra's hand tangled in her hair, guiding her forward, and all other thoughts evaporated like mist in the morning sun. As the thick head of Rhaenyra's cock pressed against her lips, Alicent's world narrowed to this single, exquisite moment.

"Open for me, Alicent," Rhaenyra purred, her voice husky with desire.

Alicent obeyed without hesitation, parting her lips and allowing Rhaenyra to push inside. The taste was unlike anything she'd experienced before - musky, salty, and undeniably Rhaenyra. A moan escaped her before she could stop it, the vibrations causing Rhaenyra to gasp in pleasure.

"Oh fuck, Alicent," Rhaenyra groaned, her hips twitching slightly. "Your mouth feels incredible."

Alicent looked up, meeting Rhaenyra's gaze. The princess's eyes were dark with lust, her cheeks flushed with arousal. It was the most beautiful sight Alicent had ever seen.

Encouraged by Alicent's eager response, Rhaenyra began to push deeper, savoring every new inch of wet heat that enveloped her cock. "That's it," she cooed, stroking Alicent's hair. "Take more of me. I know you can do it."

Alicent whimpered around Rhaenyra's thickness, her hands coming up to rest on the princess's thighs. She'd never done anything like this before, but some primal instinct seemed to guide her. She relaxed her jaw, allowing Rhaenyra to slide further in.

"Good girl," Rhaenyra praised, her voice thick with pleasure. "You're doing so well. Does my cock taste good, sweet Alicent?"

Unable to speak, Alicent simply nodded, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked experimentally. The moan this drew from Rhaenyra sent a thrill of pride through her. She, Alicent Hightower, was pleasuring a princess - and not just any princess, but Rhaenyra Targaryen herself.

As Rhaenyra continued to push deeper, Alicent's gag reflex threatened to kick in. She fought against it, determined to please Rhaenyra, to prove herself worthy of this moment.

"Relax your throat," Rhaenyra instructed gently, sensing Alicent's struggle. "Breathe through your nose. That's it, just like that."

Following Rhaenyra's guidance, Alicent managed to take more of the impressive length into her mouth. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the effort, but the look of pure ecstasy on Rhaenyra's face made it all worthwhile.

"Fuck, Alicent," Rhaenyra groaned, her hips starting to move in small, shallow thrusts. "You're amazing. I knew that proper exterior was hiding a wanton little slut."

The crude words should have offended Alicent, but instead, they sent a jolt of arousal straight to her core. She moaned around Rhaenyra's cock, her own hips rocking slightly as she sought some friction against her neglected pussy.

Rhaenyra noticed, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Oh? Does sucking my cock turn you on that much, Alicent? Are you wet for me?"

Alicent whimpered in response, her cheeks burning with a mix of shame and desire. She was wet - embarrassingly so. Her thighs were slick with arousal, her pussy aching to be filled.

"Don't worry," Rhaenyra purred, her thumb stroking Alicent's cheek. "I'll take care of you soon enough. But first, I want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours properly."

With that, Rhaenyra's grip on Alicent's hair tightened, and she began to thrust in earnest. Alicent did her best to relax, to take everything Rhaenyra gave her. The feeling of the princess's cock sliding in and out of her mouth, the soft grunts and moans of pleasure from above, the musky scent filling her nostrils - it was all overwhelming in the best possible way.

As Rhaenyra's thrusts grew more forceful, Alicent found herself lost in the moment. All thoughts of propriety, of duty, of shame - they all faded away. There was only Rhaenyra, only this cock in her mouth, only the burning need between her legs.

"That's it," Rhaenyra growled, her voice strained with pleasure. "Take it all, Alicent. Show me what a good little cocksucker you are."

Alicent redoubled her efforts, sucking harder, her tongue swirling around Rhaenyra's length. She wanted to please Rhaenyra, wanted to make her come, wanted to taste her essence.

Rhaenyra's head fell back in ecstasy as she thrust into Alicent's warm, wet mouth. The sensation was beyond anything she'd imagined - tight, slick, and oh so willing. Each slide of her cock past Alicent's lips sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Fuck, Alicent," Rhaenyra groaned, her fingers tightening in Alicent's hair. "Your mouth feels incredible. So hot, so eager for my cock."

Alicent responded with a muffled moan, the vibrations traveling along Rhaenyra's length and drawing a sharp gasp from the princess. The sound, so wanton and needy, only fueled Rhaenyra's desire.

As Rhaenyra continued to fuck Alicent's mouth, she couldn't help but notice that only about a third of her impressive length was able to fit. A flicker of disappointment crossed her features, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

"You're doing so well, Alicent," Rhaenyra purred, her thumb stroking Alicent's cheek. "But I know you can take more. We'll work on that, won't we? Soon enough, you'll be taking every inch down that pretty throat of yours."

The thought of Alicent's lips wrapped around the base of her cock, her entire length buried in that tight throat, sent a jolt of arousal through Rhaenyra. She could picture it now - Alicent on her knees, eyes watering as she swallowed Rhaenyra's entire cock, desperate to please her princess.

"Mmm," Rhaenyra hummed, her hips picking up speed. "Give it a month, darling, and you'll be the perfect little cocksucker. Won't you like that? Being able to please your princess completely?"

Alicent whimpered around Rhaenyra's cock, her own arousal evident in the flush of her cheeks and the way her hips rocked subtly. The sight of Alicent so lost in pleasure, so eager to submit, nearly pushed Rhaenyra over the edge.

"That's it," Rhaenyra growled, her thrusts becoming more erratic. "Take what you can, sweet Alicent. Show me how much you love my cock."

As Alicent redoubled her efforts, sucking harder and trying to take just a bit more, Rhaenyra felt her climax approaching. The wet heat of Alicent's mouth, the sight of her lips stretched around her girth, the muffled moans of pleasure - it was all too much.

"Fuck, I'm close," Rhaenyra panted, her thrusts becoming erratic. "Do you want my cum, Alicent? Do you want to swallow every drop like a good girl?"

Alicent nodded as best she could with her mouth full of cock, her eyes locked on Rhaenyra's face. She wanted it, gods help her, she wanted it more than anything.

Rhaenyra's thrusts grew faster, the slick sound of her cock sliding in and out of Alicent's mouth filling the quiet of the Godswood. Alicent's lips were stretched wide, her eyes watering as she struggled to take all of Rhaenyra, the thick cockhead hitting the back of her throat with every push. Each time Rhaenyra went deeper, Alicent gagged softly, her throat convulsing around the length, sending waves of pleasure through the princess.

Rhaenyra's grip on Alicent's hair tightened, her breath coming in quick, ragged gasps, her body trembling with the approaching climax. "Fuck, Alicent," Rhaenyra groaned, her voice low, thick with desire. "I'm going to cum... I'm going to fill that pretty little mouth of yours."

Alicent whimpered around her cock, her own arousal pooling between her legs as she braced herself for the inevitable. The taste of Rhaenyra filled her senses, the heat of her cock pulsing against her tongue as the princess's pace quickened, her thrusts becoming erratic, more desperate. Rhaenyra's body tensed, her hips jerking forward as she let out a long, low moan.

Alicent felt the first spurt of cum hit the back of her throat, thick and hot, flooding her mouth. Rhaenyra's cock pulsed as she emptied herself into Alicent, the warm, salty liquid coating her tongue. Alicent struggled to swallow it all, her throat working frantically as Rhaenyra groaned in pleasure above her, her hips rolling gently to milk every last drop.

When Rhaenyra finally pulled out, her cock leaving Alicent's mouth with a loud, wet pop, Alicent gasped for air, her lips still slick with spit and cum. Her cheeks bulged slightly with the sheer amount of cum Rhaenyra had given her, and despite her best efforts, some of it spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto the grass below. She tried to swallow the rest, her throat working hard to take it all down, but it was too much, and more of it slipped from her lips, splattering onto the ground.

Rhaenyra, still catching her breath, looked down at Alicent with a satisfied smirk. "Look at you, making such a mess," she teased, her voice low and sultry as she reached out to gently caress Alicent's cheek, her thumb wiping away some of the cum that had dripped down. "I didn't think you'd be able to handle it all."

Rhaenyra looked down at her, a satisfied smirk on her face. "You did so well, my sweet Alicent," she praised, her thumb brushing over Alicent's lower lip. "But we're far from done. I believe I promised to take care of you, didn't I?"

Alicent swallowed what she could, her cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and arousal. The taste lingered on her tongue, salty and heady, and despite everything, she found herself liking it more than she expected. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment as she savored the last of it, her lips still tingling from the what had just happened.

Rhaenyra crouched down, her fingers brushing Alicent's chin, lifting her face to meet her gaze. "Such a good girl," she whispered before leaning in, kissing Alicent deeply. The taste of her own cum still lingered on Alicent's lips, and Rhaenyra moaned softly into the kiss, her cock already hardening again between them, the heat of Alicent's mouth only fueling her desire.

She pulled Alicent to her feet, their bodies pressed together once more as the kiss deepened, their tongues tangling in a slow, heated dance. Rhaenyra's cock, now hard and throbbing again, brushed against Alicent's stomach, and Alicent's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation.

Rhaenyra broke the kiss, her lips still hovering close to Alicent's as she smiled wickedly. Without another word, she gently but firmly pushed Alicent back against the Weirwood tree, right where the face was carved into the bark. The ancient face stared down at them, witnessing the sinful acts unfolding beneath its branches, but Rhaenyra didn't care. 

With a firm hand, Rhaenyra pushed Alicent's legs apart, positioning herself between them, her cock standing proudly, thick and ready, just inches away from Alicent's dripping pussy. Rhaenyra could feel the heat radiating from her, the way Alicent's body practically begged for her without saying a word. She pressed the tip of her cock against Alicent's entrance, teasing her, rubbing it up and down her slick folds, feeling the way Alicent's body trembled with need.

Alicent's breath came in quick, shallow gasps, her hands gripping the rough bark of the tree behind her as she looked up at Rhaenyra, her eyes wide. Her heart pounded in her chest, every nerve in her body on fire as she felt the thick head of Rhaenyra's cock press against her entrance. She had never felt anything like this before, and the thought of what was about to happen both thrilled and terrified her.

Rhaenyra leaned in, her lips brushing against Alicent's ear as she whispered, "Are you ready, Alicent? Ready to lose your virginity? To disappoint your father?"

Alicent's body jerked slightly at the mention of her father, her mind flashing briefly to the man who had raised her to be virtuous, obedient, and proper. This was everything he would have warned her against, everything he would have condemned. But the weight of Rhaenyra's body against hers, the teasing press of her cock against her entrance—it was too much to resist. The shame was there, burning deep in her chest, but it was nothing compared to the burning desire that throbbed between her legs, the need to feel Rhaenyra inside her, to give herself completely to the Princess.

"I..." Alicent's voice caught in her throat, her body trembling as Rhaenyra's cock pressed harder against her entrance, threatening to push inside. Her mind screamed at her to stop, to pull away, but her body wouldn't listen.

"Say it," Rhaenyra whispered, her voice thick with lust. "Say you want this. Say you're ready."

She looked up at Rhaenyra, her lips quivering, her body trembling with need. "I... I'm ready," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Rhaenyra's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, a slow, predatory smile spreading across her lips. "Good girl," she murmured, her hands gripping Alicent's hips as she positioned herself more firmly between her legs. 

With one slow, deliberate thrust, Rhaenyra pushed the head of her cock inside Alicent, her thick shaft stretching her friend open for the first time.

As Rhaenyra pushed the thick head of her cock into Alicent, a shared moan escaped both of their lips. The sensation was like heaven—tight, hot, and incredibly soft. Her name tumbled from Alicent's mouth in a broken, desperate cry, and it only fueled the fire that burned inside her.

 Rhaenyra gritted her teeth, fighting the urge to lose control too quickly. She wasn't going to cum in seconds this time like she had with Mysaria. No, this time she would savor every inch of Alicent's body, take her time, and relish in every trembling moan, every sweet surrender.

"Rhaenyra..." Alicent gasped, her fingers digging into Rhaenyra's shoulders for support as she was filled slowly, her body stretching to accommodate the princess's thick cock. Her nails bit into Rhaenyra's skin as the pleasure and the overwhelming sensation washed over her, her back arching slightly, pressing her breasts against Rhaenyra's chest. Her mind spun, unable to comprehend how it could feel so intense.

Rhaenyra moved cautiously, inch by inch, her cock sinking deeper into Alicent's tight, untouched pussy. She could feel Alicent's walls gripping her, squeezing her cock with a need that mirrored her own. It took all of Rhaenyra's self-control not to thrust harder, not to give in to the primal desire to fuck her friend into oblivion. But she wanted to make this last.

"Gods, you feel so fucking good," Rhaenyra groaned, her breath hot against Alicent's ear, her voice thick with lust. She paused once she was fully inside, both of them trembling as they adjusted to the sensation. Alicent's pussy clenched around her cock, and Rhaenyra could barely hold herself together.

"Rhaenyra..." she whimpered, her voice laced with a mixture of pleasure and disbelief. Her mind was spinning, her body feeling both stretched and filled in a way that was overwhelming but oh-so-sweet. Rhaenyra was inside her, and the realization sent a surge of heat through her body, making her pussy pulse around the cock that was buried deep within her.

Rhaenyra stayed still for a moment, letting Alicent adjust, her hands gripping Alicent's hips tightly as if to keep herself grounded. She could feel Alicent's rapid heartbeat, the way her body trembled in her arms, and for a brief moment, the world outside the Godswood faded away. It was just the two of them—two girls lost in each other's bodies.

Then, slowly, agonizingly slowly, Rhaenyra pulled back, withdrawing her cock until only the swollen head remained inside. Alicent's walls fluttered around the loss, and a soft, needy moan slipped from her lips as she clung to Rhaenyra, her nails biting into her skin.

Before Alicent could even fully catch her breath, Rhaenyra thrust forward again, sliding her cock back inside with a smooth, deliberate motion. The pleasure was blinding—sweet, delicious, and utterly addictive. Rhaenyra groaned Alicent's name, the sound rough and raw as she began to establish a slow but steady rhythm.

Alicent's body jerked in response, her mouth falling open as the pleasure coursed through her, each thrust sending shockwaves of sensation rippling through her body. Her moans became louder, more desperate, as she surrendered completely to the feeling of being fucked for the first time. The pressure, the heat, the fullness—it was all too much, too intense, and yet she craved more.

"Rhaenyra... gods, Rhaenyra, please..." Alicent whimpered, her voice breaking as her legs spread wider, her body instinctively opening up for more of the thick cock that was stretching her, filling her in ways she never imagined. Every thrust sent a new wave of pleasure crashing through her, and she could no longer hold back the filthy, desperate sounds that poured from her lips.

Rhaenyra, emboldened by Alicent's moans and the way her pussy gripped her so tightly, started to thrust a little harder, her pace quickening. She could feel every twitch, every squeeze of Alicent's body as it responded to her, and it drove her wild. The sight of Alicent, flushed and gasping, her head tilted back against the Weirwood tree, her lips parted in endless moans—it was too perfect, too erotic to resist.

"Look at you," Rhaenyra growled softly, her lips brushing against Alicent's ear as she fucked her deeper, each thrust sending both of their bodies rocking together in a rhythm. "You're moaning like a whore, Alicent. You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you."

Alicent's breath hitched, her body trembling even more under the weight of Rhaenyra's words. There was shame there, lingering in the back of her mind, but it was drowned out by the overwhelming need coursing through her. "Yes," she gasped, her voice a mix of desperation and surrender. "Yes, please, Rhaenyra... don't stop."

The words sent a thrill down Rhaenyra's spine, her hips bucking harder as she gave Alicent exactly what she wanted. She thrust deep, her cock sliding in and out of Alicent's soaked pussy with ease now, the wet, slick sounds of their bodies colliding filling the quiet of the Godswood. Rhaenyra's hands gripped Alicent's waist, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she pounded into her, each thrust drawing louder, more broken moans from Alicent's lips.

Alicent's nails scraped down Rhaenyra's back as the pleasure built, her body arching against the tree, her legs trembling as she tried to keep herself grounded. But it was too much—too much pleasure, too much heat. She couldn't control the way her body responded, couldn't hold back the way her hips bucked against Rhaenyra's cock, seeking more, needing more.

Rhaenyra's breath came in ragged gasps as she pounded into Alicent, her cock throbbing with each thrust. The sight of her friend - no, her lover now - writhing against the Weirwood tree, face flushed and eyes glazed with pleasure, was almost too much to bear.

"Fuck, Alicent," Rhaenyra growled, her hips snapping forward with renewed vigor. "You feel so good wrapped around my cock. So tight, so wet for me."

Alicent's nails dug into Rhaenyra's shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks in their wake. "Rhaenyra... gods, Rhaenyra, please..." she whimpered, her voice breaking as her legs spread wider, her body instinctively opening up for more of the thick cock that was stretching her, filling her in ways she never imagined. Every thrust sent a new wave of pleasure crashing through her, and she could no longer hold back the filthy, desperate sounds that poured from her lips.

The princess, emboldened by Alicent's moans and the way her pussy gripped her so tightly, started to thrust a little harder, her pace quickening. She could feel every twitch, every squeeze of Alicent's body as it responded to her, and it drove her wild. The sight of Alicent, flushed and gasping, her head tilted back against the Weirwood tree, her lips parted in endless moans—it was too perfect, too erotic to resist.

"Look at you," Rhaenyra growled softly, her lips brushing against Alicent's ear as she fucked her deeper, each thrust sending both of their bodies rocking together in a rhythm. "You're moaning like a whore, Alicent. You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you."

Alicent's breath hitched, her body trembling even more under the weight of Rhaenyra's words. There was shame there, lingering in the back of her mind, but it was drowned out by the overwhelming need coursing through her. "Yes," she gasped, her voice a mix of desperation and surrender. "Yes, please, Rhaenyra... don't stop."

The words sent a thrill down Rhaenyra's spine, her hips bucking harder as she gave Alicent exactly what she wanted. She thrust deep, her cock sliding in and out of Alicent's soaked pussy with ease now, the wet, slick sounds of their bodies colliding filling the quiet of the Godswood. Rhaenyra's hands gripped Alicent's waist, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she pounded into her, each thrust drawing louder, more broken moans from Alicent's lips.

"Rhaenyra, oh gods... Rhaenyra!" Alicent cried out, her head falling back against the tree as her body started to shake, her pussy clenching hard around Rhaenyra's cock as the pleasure reached a fever pitch.

Rhaenyra's breath was ragged, her cock throbbing inside Alicent as she felt her friend's body tremble and convulse around her. She knew Alicent was close—so close—and the thought of bringing her to the edge, of making her cum on her cock, sent Rhaenyra into overdrive. She fucked Alicent harder, faster, her hips slamming into her with every thrust, her cock filling her over and over again.

"You're mine," Rhaenyra growled, her voice dark with lust as she leaned in, biting down gently on Alicent's neck, marking her. "Say it, Alicent. Say you're mine."

Alicent's body shook, her mind barely able to process anything beyond the overwhelming pleasure that was ripping through her. "I'm yours," she gasped, her voice breaking as she teetered on the edge. "I'm yours, Rhaenyra..."

That was all Rhaenyra needed. With one final, deep thrust, she felt Alicent's body convulse around her, her pussy clenching so tightly it nearly pushed Rhaenyra over the edge. Alicent's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body arching off the tree as she cried out Rhaenyra's name.

"RHAENYRAAAAAA!" Alicent screamed, her voice echoing through the Godswood. The pleasure consumed her, making her shake and tremble as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her nails digging into Nyra's back, blood dripping down.

"Oh gods, oh fuck, RHAENYRA!" Alicent wailed, her pussy clenching rhythmically around Rhaenyra's throbbing cock. Her legs wrapped tightly around the princess's waist, pulling her impossibly deeper as her orgasm tore through her.

Rhaenyra groaned at the sensation, her own pleasure building to a fever pitch as she felt Alicent's silken walls fluttering around her. She continued to thrust, drawing out Alicent's pleasure, reveling in every twitch and moan from her lover.

"That's it, Alicent," Rhaenyra purred, her voice husky with desire. "Let it all out. Let everyone hear how good I make you feel."

As Alicent's orgasm began to subside, Rhaenyra felt her own release building. The tight, pulsing heat of Alicent's pussy around her cock was driving her wild, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

"Alicent," Rhaenyra groaned, her thrusts becoming erratic. "I'm going to cum. Where do you want it?"

Alicent, still dazed from her intense orgasm, looked up at Rhaenyra with heavy-lidded eyes. "Outside," she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Don't get me pregnant."

Rhaenyra nodded, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fought to hold back her release. With a growl of effort, she pulled out of Alicent's soaking wet pussy, the cool air a shock against her throbbing cock.

"Fuck, Alicent," Rhaenyra panted, her hand flying to her shaft. She stroked herself furiously, her eyes locked on Alicent's flushed face and heaving breasts. "You're so fucking beautiful like this."

"Cum for me, my princess," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "I want to see you lose control."

That was all it took. With a guttural moan, Rhaenyra's orgasm crashed over her. Thick ropes of cum erupted from her cock, painting Alicent's stomach and breasts in pearlescent streaks. Rhaenyra's hips bucked with each spurt, her body shaking with the intensity of her release.

"Alicent... oh gods, Alicent!" Rhaenyra cried out, her voice echoing through the Godswood as she marked her lover with her seed.

Alicent gasped at the sensation of Rhaenyra's hot cum on her skin. She ran her fingers through the sticky fluid, spreading it across her breasts with a mischievous glint in her eye. "My, my," she purred, her voice still husky from her earlier screams. "What a mess you've made of me, Your Highness."

Rhaenyra, still panting and trembling from her intense orgasm, couldn't help but laugh. She leaned in, capturing Alicent's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "You look perfect like this," she murmured against Alicent's mouth. "Covered in my cum, marked as mine."

"But what will we do now? We can't exactly walk back into the castle like this."

Rhaenyra grinned, a wicked glint in her violet eyes. "Who says we have to go back just yet? The night is still young, my love, and I'm far from finished with you."