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Rhaenyra's Chamber

Red Keep, King's Landing

"You were phenomenal, Princess" Mira gushed out in excitement as she tried to keep her legs clenched after the show she had been a witness to, putting the finishing touches on Rhaenyra's dress. "It's a wonder you can still stand"

She sure as hell wouldn't. Just a few minutes ago, she had been frothing at the mouth watching what she could only describe as otherworldly. For goodness sake, she had only meant to bring the young princess a light snack so she doesn't feel the need to eat anything during the long-winded proceedings of the celebration.

She walked in just in time to witness the Demon Prince tearing Rhaenyra's dress apart like a wild beast and bending her. Watching the draconian man utterly destroy the princess's pert, bubble ass must've been the hottest 15 minutes of her entire life….and she used to live in a brothel.

By the time, Naruto had pumped the teen's guts with gallons of cream before thrusting into her pussy, much to the princess's screams of mindless pleasure; her cunt had been wetter than a towel left in the rain.

The thrusts, holy mother of cow, every thrust from his powerful hips had threatened to almost crack Rhaenyra's hips. It was a good thing the teen princess was used to those bone-shattering pounding or she might have had her hip bones broken by his first plunge into her twat.

Then came the ejaculation.

After witnessing the princess's stomach bulge from a single shot of cum from Naruto's dick and later bulging to obscene levels, she had been filled with both dread and awe.

She had seen him cum countless times; she was his personal cock-sucker according to Mysaria. The point is, she knew how much he could release. But never in her wildest thoughts could she have predicted the amount he had pumped into Rhaenyra.

She had thought that after releasing that much cream inside her ass, he may have exhausted his reserves. She had been wrong, horribly so. The first blast of cockmilk after an intense and mind-numbing session of rough and lewd hammering had almost threatened to scramble the princess's insides.

It's as if he was trying his best to impregnate her, not taking any chance.

Rhaenys had entered to inform the prince that they needed the princess sane, coherent and able to walk. She had to give him a blowjob to settle his libido before he left.

It had taken the better part of several minutes to drain what had been pumped into Rhaenyra out so her stomach doesn't bulge out in the dress. It had taken awhile but now it was done. Though she was sure more than a third of the load was still sloshing in her womb and guts.

"I can't" Rhaenyra retorted with subtle smile of playfulness, sending the blushing girl a meaningful wink as she rubbed a hand on her abdomen in fond remembrance. This was the first time her uncle had actively tried to get her pregnant.

"Perhaps we can arrange for a maid to escort you there?" The Queen-Who-Never-Was walked in with a limp to her stride, courtesy of what her cousin had done to her a few hours ago.

"Princess" Rhaenyra greeted with a smile, warmer than what she was used to giving the woman.

She hadn't been on good terms with the sinfully thick woman in the past. The whole marriage of her father with Laena dilemma….

And because she had been taking Naruto's attention away from her.

But now that she knew that the Milf had actually convinced Naruto to keep her satisfied and even give her children, she had to admit she was seeing her in a new light. Even though it had already been discussed between her and Laenor that they were only to do what was needed and then pursue their own interests.

It was still sweet of her aunt though.

"The ceremony is about to start, Rhaenyra" the elderly Targaryen began gently. "Come"

"Seems like I came just in time" Rhaenyra's eyes widened in pleasant surprise as the sweet, melodious voice echoed the room and her attention turned to the doorway where a familiar figure was standing.

"Mother!"

The former queen's plump lips stretched into a fond smile as her daughter rushed towards her and took her in a tight hug. Aemma returned the hug with a motherly smile, placing a soft kiss on the girl's forehead as she caressed her cheeks. "My baby girl, you look beautiful"

"Well I'm your daughter" the teen replied with a wide grin.

Aemma chuckled in response. "Damn right you are"

"Cousin" Rhaenys voiced out, moving towards the dowager queen with a pleasant smile. "You're a sight for sore eyes"

"Rhaenys"

An indignant Rhaenyra and a blushing Mira watched in surprise as the two Milfs embraced like family before the innocent gesture turned into a not-so-innocent one when the Driftmark Milf took ahold of Aemma's cheeks before capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.

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"You taste of him, cousin" Aemma commented with a sly smirk as they separated.

The elderly Milf chuckled at her expression. "I'd hope so considering he is always in my mouth …or butt"

"He does have a strange tendency to abuse our gullets and guts, does he not?" the former queen added amusingly, a giggle escaping her lips.

Rhaenys joined her. "That he does, dear cousin"

"Pardon me but I can hear everything!" the young princess grumbled indignantly, a slight redness to her cheeks as the conversation caused memories to resurface.

"Come daughter, I'm going to escort you to the aisle myself" Aemma declared jovially, earning a fond look from her daughter. "I've been dreaming of this occasion. To see my baby girl take her first step into womanhood"

A dark blush adorned the teen's face. Both knew she had already taken those steps.

Celebration Hall

Red Keep, King's Landing

"Naruto of House Targaryen, Conqueror of the Stepstones, Defender of Dragonstone, and his daughter, Edna Targaryen"

The entire hall watched in rapt attention, baited breathes and wide eyes as the towering prince appeared over the doorway in his menacing glory, dressed in a strange mix of black clothes and crimson scale-like armor. His long, silver locks had an unusual red sheen to them, his eyes narrowed and gleaming in the dim light.

If the prince himself looked like a demon in the skin of a human and the personification of menace, Edna looked every bit like a walking embodiment of beauty. Dressed in a long, bronze and golden robe, a three-headed dragon design on the chest, the young girl looked every bit the delicate flower she was imagined to be.

Walking beside her hulking father, she strode like the most confident temptress.

The pedestal reserved for the royal family was occupied by Viserys and Rhaenyra at the middle, Aemma seated next to her daughter on the left and a few seats left empty on the right of the king.

Edna raced towards Aemma as soon as she saw the smiling Milf round the table to meet her in the middle.

"My little Edna, how you have grown" the former queen muttered softly as she embraced the young girl and held her tightly.

"Mom"

Aemma chuckled softly. "Edna honey, it warms my heart to be called as such but don't call me mom in front of Rhea. She is rather possessive of that title when it comes to you"

"I know" The young princess giggled in amusement as they separated. "But it feels natural to call you that. You are basically a female version of my daddy, except more beautiful and elegant"

The two burst out laughing, surprising the crowd with their nonchalance as the vibrance of their laughter reached every table and frowny lips threatened to stretch into smiles.

"Come now, child, my brother is beautiful and elegant"

"Beautiful? No. Hot as hell and able to charm the pants off anyone he pleases? Yes" Edna countered with a sly grin.

The dowager queen shook her head at her foxy grin. The frankness and bluntness of her tone reminded her of Naruto back when he was still a teenager. "You have the same mouth on you as my brother"

"Oh maybe that's why he loves my mouth"

The implication was not lost on the twin sister of the prince as she giggled into her hand and tried not to let out her guffaws. It wouldn't look dignified.

"Come, Edna, let us not make a commotion out of this" It was more for the benefit of the crowd than them. The young princess had this straight to the point and funny way of saying things that made her and pretty much everyone she was talking to, burst out into laughter.

Hand in hand, the two moved back to their seats and Edna was quick to take a seat beside her cousin, giving said girl a quick peck on the cheek as she lowered her rather impressive posterior on the chair.

"You look beautiful, cousin" the teen Targaryen-Royce commented genuinely, looking at her father across the hall as he engaged in a conversation with Lady Ceira of House Lannister. Why did it look like the elderly Gilf was trying to undress her father with her eyes?

Rhaenyra smiled widely. "Thank you, Edna"

"Where is Alicent?" She hadn't seen the docile but beautiful queen since she first arrived at King's Landing.

The downtrodden look on Rhaenyra's face told a story she was not expecting. "Ali…Her Grace is still readying herself for the celebration"

Edna neared her chair to the princess and moved to whisper into her ear. "What happened?"

"She believes I was the one to convince my father to remove Ser Otto as his Hand" the young heiress whispered back, a miniscule hint of hurt seeping into her tone.

"It was my dad who did that, I believe" Edna countered idly, eyeing her towering father from the edges of her vision as he chatted with the Hightower family. Was it her imagination or was every little slut, young or old, trying to eye-fuck her father?

I mean, the Lady Hightower looked like she would pounce on him if her husband wasn't there.

"Yes but she didn't let me explain!"

"Enough, both of you" Viserys voiced firmly.

Alicent chose that exact moment to make her appearance known as she appeared over the doorway, in an elaborate green dress that sent whispers across the room.

Naruto raised an eyebrow at her choice of garb.

Later

The celebration went on with vigor, excitement and energy. Drinks flowed generously, lamb pies and meat dishes abundant on tables and bellies full of food. But all failed in comparison to the ceremonial dance of the bride and groom.

As soon as they separated, others flowed into the floor with partners of their own.

"Are you not going to ask your sister for a dance?" Aemma was quick to approach her twin brother, dressed in a dazzling silver/golden robe and attracting the attention of more than few wandering eyes.

The silver haired prince was eyeing Alicent from the edges of his sight, making it obvious so the queen knew that he wanted to talk. The young Milf was avoiding him and Rhaenyra…though not as good at it as she might think.

"I dare not think as such, my lady. I'm but a jester in love" Naruto countered with a smile, standing up and offering a hand to his sister with a mock bow. "May I?"

"You may, good ser"

Seeing the twins move for the dance floor, the atmosphere shifted as the nobles tried to give them as much space as they needed to avoid being …hurt by the prince. Viserys watched from afar, heart twisting in pain as his eyes fell on his former wife being utterly content in the arms of his brother.

Separated or not, he still loved Aemma …more than he loved anything or anyone.

But he knew that nothing could separate the twins. They shared a womb.

Back to the twins, unlike the others who were dancing apart, Naruto snaked his hand around his sister's slender waist, over the shelf-like curve of her thick rump and rested atop her posterior, nearing her plush against his form.

"Are you trying to turn me on, brother?" Aemma asked slyly, cheeks red from the contact of their groins and feeling his hard cock against her heated core as they danced to the slow music.

"I wouldn't dare, dear sister"

The cheeky response was followed by his hand holding her tight to his pelvis and his cock throbbing madly against her. She could feel everything.

"Y-you deprived jerk…"

"You look so cute when embarrassed"

"Shut up, you"

The hall watched in rapt attention as the two siblings kept drowning more and more into lust-fueled dance, eyes staring at each other, hands wandering over curves and feet moving like water across the floor.

They stopped and the crowd erupted into cheers and applause.

The dowager queen looked around, momentarily dazed from being brought to reality as the loud cheers registered in her. Edna was cheering more vigorously than the others, followed by a reluctant but smiling Rhaenyra.

Viserys had a strange look on his face while Alicent was absolutely fuming.

Aemma smiled at her brother. "You planned this…"

"You know me so well, love" the prince countered with a cheeky grin.

"You two lovebirds can continue feeding each other mouth to mouth some other time. Right now, I believe I'm owed a dance"

The twins turned to the side to find Rhaenys with her daughter, Laena Velaryon as they approached.

Laena was a spitting image of her mother except a darker tone to her skin. Other than that, she was blessed in the chest as her mother, evident by the protruding globes in her dress, followed by a narrow waist, flaring hips and an ass that, surprisingly enough, surpassed her mother's.

Naruto was pleasantly surprised.

"Of course, cousin" Aemma chuckled softly, giving her cousin a brief hug before she turned to the young girl. "Perhaps, Laena can humor this old lady with a dance in the meantime"

She knew her brother more than anyone. He wouldn't like the idea of her dancing with another, even if said man was her gay son-in-law or her former husband/brother. He didn't like sharing. Dancing with another woman was ok…fortunately.

"I'd be honored, your grace" the young girl bowed and took the queen's hand, giving the towering prince a look followed by a smile as she walked away with the Targaryen.

Considering the fact that Corlys was eyeing them from afar, Naruto thought it prudent to keep his hands away from her curvy behind or to bring her closer than necessary but nothing was going to stop him from keeping his hand atop the shelf of meat she called an ass.

"Playing it safe?" Normally, by this time, his hands would be full of her posterior and a throbbing cock pressed up against her abdomen.

"For now" the prince replied as they danced to the music.

"I must confess…"

"Oh?"

"It brought quite a few fond memories of my wedding day" the princess started idly, purple eyes gleaming in amusement as she eyed a fuming Alicent from her periphery.

"What did?"

"The sensation of your scorching hot seed sloshing around in my womb and running down my legs as I sat next to my lord husband" Naruto's cock sprang up like a bedding spring, his eyes widened for the briefest of moment as Rhaenys neared to whisper in his ears. "My daughter rather liked the taste of our union"

"Pardon?"

Her daughter!?

"Oh come now, cousin" the elderly Milf purred into his ear, moving to press her massive, infamous Targaryen tits against his chest in an arousing show of confidence even though Corlys was watching. "You can't exactly expect me to leave my daughters deprived of the pleasure only a mother can give, now can you? And if they get a taste of what their mother love so dearly in the process, all the better"

"How? It's not even been two hours since I …"

"Since you filled me up?" the princess finished with a purr, surprising even more as he tried to get his composure and not let his hard-on be too visible. "Well that table is quite high and she was getting bored with just fondling."

Rhaenys felt a Cheshire grin stretching her plump lips as the prince coughed several times to compose himself, taking several deeps breaths to control his boner as the images formed in his head.

"You have a dangerously devious mind, cousin" Naruto stated flatly, a smile tugging at his lips as the Milf burst out into a dignified laughter, putting her head on his shoulder as they danced. The mental images of his sinfully thick cousin being fingered by her equally endowed daughter, scooping out his seed from her cunt with her finger and licking it off was pulling at his self-control.

"But you love me"

"Damn right I do"

Rhaenys felt her eyes widen in pleasant surprise as Naruto, in a shocking show of dominance and confidence, openly grabbed a handful of her thick butt and groped her roughly…while Corlys and the nobles watched.

The celebration was going strong and as the drinks flowed, so did the hidden agendas. Amidst the crowd of nobles, lords and ladies, players moved to secure alliances and friendships with fellow houses in decent or even questionable manners.

Naruto himself had retired to the sides after a rather eventful evening dancing with his partners and other ladies. He had to humor Rhaenyra with a dance after she insisted even though he was under suspicion from his brother followed by Laena. He had to admit he rather enjoyed that one.

Edna had been rather pouty all night since she was the last to get a dance.

But as was the norm in these kinds of celebrations, he had to get a feel of the outside field, meaning intermingling with other houses. Suffice to say, after he was done dancing …or rather grinding with the ladies, he had more than a few furious husbands glaring daggers at him.

Otto is going to be furious when his brother, Hobert tells him of the acts he had done with his ladywife, Lynesse Hightower, whilst on the dance floor. To be honest, it had felt great grinding his meat against her heated core and feel her legs shaking from arousal as he stared deep into her eyes.

He found another enemy and a friend in House Hightower.

Lucky for him, Lady Ceira of House Lannister was next to approach. A true lioness at heart and mind. She took what she wanted and was not afraid to show her desire. That dance had left more than a few men readjusting their britches and Jason Lannister hiding his face in embarrassment.

She also had no problem with leading him to the corner of the hall, pulling out his throbbing meat and swallowing it to the nutsack with one fell swoop, only stopping when she had drained his backed-up balls dry of every drop.

He had to give her credit for that act of crazy confidence.

Though her makeup and dress was ruined from the flood he had poured into her mouth. I mean he had been building up since the start of the dance. That much was expected.

The only person who noticed their disappearance, subsequent reappearance with changes in their behavior and on faces was Alicent …and that was because he didn't ask her for a dance the entire night and she was glaring daggers at him every second of the night.

Boy was she furious.

Smiling to himself, Naruto reached for an empty goblet and poured himself a healthy cup, turning around to lean against the table and observe everything from afar as he drank…whilst ignoring the redheaded queen's angry glares.

"A lovely celebration" The Demon Prince barely gave the figure a glance as he slid next to him and leaned against the table. He knew who the young man was and that's it. There was nothing interesting about him. "I'm Joffrey, it's a pleasure to finally meet you, my prince"

"I've seen you before" the silverette replied idly, giving him a nod of acknowledgment. "Battle for the Stepstones, if I recall correctly. You were with Laenor. A squire of his?"

Joffrey smiled harmlessly. "A friend"

"A rather close one, I hear"

The smile vanished. "Accusations are beneath a prince"

Giving the frowning man a flat look, Naruto lifted the glass to his lips and took a sip. "Why so defensive?"

"I am not" the man replied with a forced chuckle as he turned to the crowd. "You'll have to forgive me for my bluntness, my prince but I'm rather infatuated with your daughter"

Joffrey knew he had struck a cord when the name left his lips and Naruto stiffened. He failed to sense the atmosphere shifting though.

"Young, beautiful beyond my understanding and a princess. Might I dare say that whoever claims her as his ladywife might as well be made king simply for his luck"

"Watch your tongue"

"Why so defensive, my prince?" Joffrey bit back with a grin as the prince lowered his head and the glass froze in his hand. "She is a young maiden, fated to wed someone someday…unless you have your claws dug into that delicious little thi…ACCKKK!"

A flash of steel shone and Joffrey's head fell to the ground in a sickening crunch, followed by a reverberating thud of his body, blood flowed down the stairs while the entire hall watched in horror.

Except a smirking Rhaenys…and a very, very aroused Edna.

THE END

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