"Do you remember exactly what I said?" Oberyn asked as he circled his new young wife. Reyna felt a shiver travel down her spine at the intensity of his stare. It felt like he was a viper and she was a small mouse, just waiting to be devoured.
"Not word for word, but I remember the gist of it," she replied when he was behind her. Oberyn let out a huff of disapproval and suddenly his chest was pressed against her back.
"Let me remind you," he growled into her hair. Very slowly he began to pull the pins from her braided hair until it hung in unruly curls around her shoulders. Oberyn ran his fingers through her silky locks and pressed his nose to the crown of her head.
"Such a beautiful little wife Tywin Lannister has granted me," he teased. Reyna tensed a little at the mention of Tywin's name. She still remembered the day she had been ambushed by him, her father, and her grandmother in the garden. It had been less of a request than an order. And Reyna had felt that it was different from her other betrothals, this one was more certain. Then Tywin had offered to walk her around the garden and Reyna had learned the real reason why she was marrying Oberyn.
"Shall I refresh your memory now?" Oberyn whispered as he pressed his hips into her backside. Reyna snapped out of her thoughts and brought herself back into the room with her husband. Reyna didn't answer verbally, instead she looked back at him and placed a hand on the back of his head. She brought him close and gave him a kiss so heated and aggressive that Oberyn stumbled against her.
"I was supposed to give you a kiss that left you breathless," he groaned against her skin. Reyna smirked into the kiss and turned her body so that she was face to face with him. His hands found her hips and he pressed her against his body so roughly that Reyna gasped.
"Can you feel it? Just how much my body aches for you? How much I desire you?" He asked as he ground his hips against her. Reyna let a small moan slip past her lips at the feeling of his manhood and let her head fall back. Oberyn attacked the newly exposed skin like a man starved. Reyna was sure that she would have bruises and bite marks, but at the moment she couldn't care less.
"Get on the bed," he suddenly snapped. Reyna jumped a little and looked him in the eyes, but it wasn't Oberyn that was looking back at her, it was the Viper.
"Do not make me repeat myself," he growled. Heat pooled in Reyna's core as she hopped up onto the bed. Oberyn paced in front of the bed like a hungry lion, his eyes scanning her body like he wasn't sure where to start.
"What happens next?" Reyna asked a little timidly. Oberyn's eyes flicked up to her face and the most seductive smirk he had ever given her graced his lips.
"After tonight, there will be no part of your body that I have not kissed," he hissed, and he moved towards her. His hands slipped under the hem of her dress and slowly began to raise it, his hands caressing every part of her body. When he reached the apex of her thighs he paused and looked up at her. His head dipped underneath her dress and before Reyna could even question him, she felt his tongue begin an exploration of her womanhood. Reyna let out a sharp gasp and fell back onto the bed. Her hips started to wiggle, but Oberyn stopped that by pressing an arm across her stomach.
"Oberyn," Reyna moaned and arched her back. One of Oberyn's hands snaked up underneath her dress and began to fondle her breast. His nibble fingers found her nipple and gave it a sharp pinch, making Reyna cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. Just as her pleasure was about to peak, Oberyn pulled away and continued his trail of kisses up her body. Reyna sighed in disappointment, but it quickly faded when his mouth latched onto one of her nipples. He bit down hard enough to earn a loud groan from Reyna before continuing.
Her dress was over her head and Oberyn's lips met hers for one more bruising kiss. Reyna was now trembling, part from desire and part from nervousness. She had only ever been this exposed with a handful of people, none of them as intense or as skilled as Oberyn. Reyna drew her arms in to cover herself, but Oberyn caught her wrists and pinned them beside her head.
"Never cover yourself from me," he ordered in an uncharacteristically kind voice. Reyna couldn't help but gaze up at him. He was so beautiful in the candlelight. His lips were pulled back into a sweet smile and he was looking at her like she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
"Now what?" Reyna asked in a near whisper. Oberyn leaned down and brushed his lips across hers. It wasn't a kiss exactly, more like he was brushing their skin together. Whatever it had been, it left Reyna more aroused than ever.
"Now that I've seen the glory that is your naked body, it's my turn," he purred and pressed one last proper kiss to her lips. He sank back down her body, letting his lips brush against her skin again before standing at the edge of the bed. He unbuttoned the four remaining buttons on his robe and let it fall open. Reyna let her eyes rake down his tanned and toned chest and she let herself appreciate the deep v of his hipbones. He pulled at the string of his pants and paused for a moment, his hands tracing the line of his pants.
"Don't tease me now, husband," Reyna giggled and crawled to the side of the bed. She stood up on her knees and grabbed Oberyn by the shoulders and pulled him close. She let her hands explore his chest and was pleased to feel how smooth and warm his skin was. Oberyn's eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of her touch, especially as it drifted lower towards his waistband.
"Was this part of the plan?" She asked as he hand slipped underneath his waistband and wrapped around his cock. Oberyn shuttered and pressed his hips into her hands, suddenly submitting to her. She stroked him a few times before stepping off the bed and falling to her knees before him. Oberyn stroked the side of her head and watched her patiently as she pulled down his pants.
He was big, but not so big as to be intimidating. Reyna looked up at him through her lashes and found him watching her curiously. She lifted herself up a little higher on her knees and reached up to cup his cheek. Oberyn leaned into the touch and reached down to stroke her hair.
"You look so gorgeous on your knees for me," he smiled and pinched her cheek. Reyna slapped his hand away and her face became hard. Oberyn lifted an eyebrow in confusion, but his face soon melted into pleasure when Reyna wrapped her hand around him and began to stroke him at a slow pace.
"I bet many people have wondered what it's like to have The Red Viper in the palm of their hand. Completely at their mercy," Reyna teased. Her mouth was so close that her breath puffed along the head of his cock. Oberyn snarled deep in his throat and fisted his hand in his wife's hair.
"Be careful how you treat me, wife. I may have to repay the punishment," he groaned as her grip on him tightened. He opened his mouth to say more, but all that left his throat was a strangled cry when Reyna finally wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock. She hummed around him and Oberyn's knees bent slightly as if he were having trouble standing. Whatever Reyna couldn't fit in her mouth she simply stroked with her hand. She was having way too much fun drawing out moans from Oberyn.
Suddenly Oberyn's grip in her hair tightened and he pulled her away from his cock. Reyna glanced up at him in shock but was stunned silent by the raging inferno of lust in his eyes.
"Bed," he growled, his entire body shaking with his desire. There was no need for hesitation now. Reyna scrambled up onto the bed and watched as Oberyn crawled up her body, parting her legs so that he could comfortably rest between them.
"Is this the part where I beg for you to fuck me into the mattress?" Reyna purred as Oberyn littered kisses across her collar bone. He smirked against her skin and bit down onto her shoulder, giving her yet another mark.
"I will fuck you so slow and sweetly that you'll be begging me for mercy," he snarled. Reyna's chuckle was cut short as her husband's fingers entered her heat. Oberyn propped himself up and watched his wife's face contort in pleasure and decided he would never tire of this sight.
"Who do you belong to?" He asked suddenly. Reyna opened her eyes and gave him a very long and hard look.
"I belong to no man," she gasped as his fingers curled inside of her. Oberyn chuckled darkly and removed his fingers, bringing them to his lips. Reyna had a quick flashback of Bronn doing something very similar, but she shook the thought from her head.
"No man? Not Bronn the Lannister sellsword?" He asked before sucking on his fingers. Reyna watched him curiously as he closed his eyes in pleasure.
"I've never belonged to Bronn," she snapped. Oberyn's eyes opened and he removed his fingers from his mouth. He leaned down gave her an open-mouthed kiss, her own sweetness coating his tongue. Reyna wrestled him for a bit before he pulled away again. She let her frustration play openly across her features, but Oberyn didn't notice. He was too busy within his own mind.
"What about Jaime fucking Lannister? Do you belong to him?" He snapped, and suddenly the mood in the room changed. Reyna's eyes opened wide with surprise, but Oberyn refused to move from on top of her. Instead he positioned himself so that he was at her entrance, his head becoming coated in her juices.
"Answer me," he hissed as he sunk himself deep within her. From then on Reyna knew that she had never truly experienced sex before. Oberyn fit her perfectly and she had never been more full than at that moment. She knew Oberyn was expecting an answer, but at this point, she could barely remember her own name, never mind give him an answer to a ridiculous question.
"Do you belong to him?" He asked once more as he pulled out almost all the way. Reyna suddenly panicked at the loss of him, but with a quick snap of his hips, he plunged back into her. She let out a sharp cry of pleasure and clutched to her husband's shoulders, the only thing keeping her in reality.
"No, I don't belong to Jaime," she finally managed to gasp out. Oberyn grunted in her ear as he finally set a slow pace of thrusts. His pace felt nice, but it was not the stimulation that Reyna craved. This was not a lazy afternoon of lovemaking, this was their wedding night. Reyna locked her legs around Oberyn's waist and while he was busy placing kisses on her neck, she managed to flip them so that she was now straddling him. Oberyn looked up at her, his black eyes a mix of pride and confusion.
"I belong to no man. Not even to my lord husband. I am my own woman," she panted as she placed her hands on Oberyn's slim chest. He rolled his eyes and made a move to flip them again, but Reyna kept him down with a strength he was unaware that she possessed.
"I like being in charge," she growled and began to roll her hips. Oberyn's eyes flit closed and his hands found her hips. He started to guide her hips to a slower pace, but Reyna was having none of that. She grabbed his wrists and pinned them to his sides, his eyes springing open at her actions. She shot him a smug smile and began to rock her hips in a faster pace. Oberyn's mouth opened as a throaty groan left his throat.
"Reyna," he moaned out. A flutter went through Reyna's stomach to hear her name in such a way. She pressed her chest against his, her hips never stopping.
"Say my name again," she commanded. Oberyn's hands found her hips again, but this time he only rested them there while she did all the work.
"Reyna," he growled out. She lifted herself up and grabbed one of her husband's hands, placing it on her breast. Oberyn immediately sprang into action. He sat up so that they were face to face and wrapped his arms around Reyna's waist. His mouth found her nipple and his hips started to lift to meet her own.
"Oberyn," Reyna cried out as his thumb found her clit. Oberyn's lips attached to hers and Reyna had to fight the scream of pleasure that was working its way through her chest.
"You are mine," he snarled, his face buried in his wife's neck. His thumb moved faster and suddenly a ball of heat formed in the lower part of Reyna's belly.
"Oberyn… I'm… I'm…," Reyna gasped out but Oberyn received the message, he was close as well.
"Cum for me wife," he moaned as his own body tensed beneath her. Reyna finally let the scream of pleasure rip through her throat as Oberyn picked up his pace to an almost bruising level. A string of curses fell from his lips along with Reyna's name and then everything became silent. Reyna was clinging to Oberyn as her only tether to the real world and Oberyn was placing sweaty kisses on Reyna's breasts.
"That… I… What…" Reyna tried to start several sentences, but words escaped her. Oberyn chuckled and nuzzled her neck, his hands tracing patterns along her back.
"I'll be ready again in a minute," he announced as he flipped them so that she was laying on the bed. Reyna looked up at him incredulously. Bronn would only ever last one round, two if he had been drinking, but never was he ready so quickly.
"Was the sellsword never as insatiable as me?" Oberyn asked, a little bitterness laced in his words. Reyna reached up and kissed away the frown that had formed between his eyebrows.
"No one is as insatiable as you, my dear husband. I expect much, much more for tonight," she purred, using her foot to stroke the back of his calf.
"I'll ruin you for everyone else," he warned before enveloping her in another kiss. Reyna sighed happily as her body responded eagerly to his advances. What Oberyn didn't know was that she had been ruined the moment she had set eyes on him.