novelzi [56] A Very Fun Show
[56] A Very Fun Show
Chapter 56: A Very Fun Show—
Yara’s heart pounded in her chest, a mix of anger, humiliation, and reluctant compliance as he reached out. His fingers brushed her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine despite herself.
Yara's hands trembled as her fingers brushed against his thigh. She could feel the heat of his skin, the roughness of his leather breeches, and she fought back a surge of revulsion.
She had to do this for the Iron Islands, for her brother, and for herself. Her resolution was hard. She met his gaze, her eyes sharp. “Enjoy yourself today, I guess,” she hissed, her voice low and dangerous.
Viserys’s smile softened, almost tenderly. “Oh, I will, trust me,” he replied, his voice smooth. “This is going to be a fun night.” Then, he pulled her closer, placing her ass on his lap as his hand slid to the back of her neck, his touch firm but not cruel. “Let’s make sure it's fun for both of us.”
Yara's lips parted in a silent gasp as he pulled her closer, his hands sliding up her thighs, caressing her through the rough fabric of her leathers. She shuddered at his touch, her body betraying her as it responded to his skilled fingers. She wanted to push him away, to tell him that she wasn't some toy to be played with, but she bit back her words, knowing that resistance was futile.
Her breath caught in her throat as he leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a gentle, almost teasing kiss. She hesitated, her mind racing, but then she responded, her lips parting slightly. The kiss deepened, and the world around them seemed to fade away for a moment, leaving only the heat of their bodies and the intensity of the moment.
Viserys’s hands moved to her bound wrists, untying them with practiced ease. He pulled back slightly, his eyes
The room was filled with the sound of their passion, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Yara’s body trembled, her moans so loud that the walls trembled as she felt the peak of her pleasure approaching. She felt a surge of heat, a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her.
“V-Viserys!” she cried out, her body trembling as she reached her climax. He followed her moments later, his body shaking with the force of his release. They collapsed together, their bodies entangled, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Everything went blurry for a moment as she relaxed her head, staring at the ceiling, her breathing ragged. She found herself being held in his arms, her body still trembling with the aftereffects of their passion.
“By the way,” Viserys suddenly said, and she failed to respond. When he called her for a second time a minute later, she looked up with a smirk.
“I thought this was going to be hard to enjoy, but damn are you good…” she bit her lips. “Should we continue, baby? We have the night all for ourselves.”
“Soon,” he said, “but first…” Then he reached out and pulled a rope that hung from the ceiling. She hadn’t noticed it at first. But as he pulled that, the closet that faced the bed suddenly parted. Yara froze.
Theon Greyjoy, naked and bound to a chair, was revealed inside the closet, his mouth gagged, face pale, and tears streaming down his cheeks as he watched the scene.
Viserys’ eyes met her younger brother’s, and he smirked. “Your sister is delicious, Theon. Enjoyed the show?”
Yara’s eyes widened in shock, her body stiffening. She turned to Viserys, her expression a mix of anger and betrayal. “You- how dare you—” she began, but Viserys silenced her with a kiss, his hands gentle but firm.
She grumbled, punching him in the chest, but when he pressed his weight on top of hers, her body gave into his grasp. It was weird. She’d never felt like this before, ever. Were all Targaryens like this? In the end, she could only moan for him, her nails clutching his back.
“Yes,” he said, “be obedient and let’s continue.”
She didn’t want to, but at the same time, she did. In between her gasps, she managed, “Dammit… It’s all your fault, brother,” she whimpered in a trembling voice as she passionately kissed him back, her body still trembling with the aftereffects of her earlier orgasm.
Viserys’s smile was cold and triumphant as he kissed Yara and looked at Theon, who sobbed quietly in his chair. “Remember this, pathetic bastard,” he said, his voice a warning. “This is the price of betrayal.”
The room was silent. The only sounds were the brazier's soft crackling and the three occupants' ragged breaths but for different reasons. Yara’s eyes met Viserys’s, and they shared a dark, unspoken understanding for a moment before he began to make her bite the sheets once more.
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