Prolouge
Third POV
The eldest lion of the generation at age 11 name days old watched her drunken father carry on as the. fool everyone thinks he is. Her mother, Cersai Lannister, was angrily embarrassed by her husband's display of welcoming another woman on his cock. The least he could do his try to hide his indiscretions.
"My love, why don't we start the meeting? You need a new hand." Her fakely sweet voice asked him.
The king, Robert Baratheon, had a whore in his lap and wine in his hand. He had no care about having a new hand. He didn't care about a new hand, he just wanted to be left alone to play with his whore.
"No need for a meeting. I have already chosen a hand and we will travel to his home to request of it." He voice boomed through the room. The men that were important in the court looked at their king with a small annoyance in their eyes.
Cersai glared at the whore who left the room faster than anything. Not wanting to face a lannisters wrath. King robert didn't even seem to notice her disappearance.
Cersai looked at her husband, wanting to try and stop him from making a mistake.
"My love, why don't we just send a raven?" Her tone was dripping in annoyance. She didn't want to leave the red keep.
The king glared at the wife he wish to the seven gods he didn't marry. "I've had enough of these southern fool, we're going to winterfell. Sit down and stay in a womans place." He seethed at her. Cersai turned red in embarrassment.
The room went quiet at the king's words. None of the men really respected women but everyone knew the danger of upsetting a lannister which would result in death for them and or their family.
"Father." The youngest Lion in the room said, which made all attention go to her.
The girl, Nefera Baratheon, daughter of Cersai and Robert, had enough of what she had seen. Her father was never one to respect her mother and that made her hate him with a passion.
The room was so quiet you could hear her walking across the room to stand face to face with her father. Her hand reached out and took her mother's hand in her own, giving a squeeze of comfort.
"I know you will not change your mind about your hand or going to personally request of him to take the position, but in no way should you treat mother as a common whore." The girl had said with the emotion of hate in her voice.
The men in the room nearly flinched at the girls honesty. Everyone knew not to question or tell the king what to do, well not directly.
The king looked at his eldest daughter in anger. He didn't take well to being embarrassed in front of his men, drunk or not.
Before the king could punish her, Nefera pulled her mother out of the room hastily. She led her into her room and closed the door around him.
She then faced her mother who looked very pleased with her daughter and how she stood up for her.
No one, not even her beloved jaime stood up to the king at his treatment of her. She didn't expect a man to save her but the person she loved the most could have tried.
Cersai took a seat on the bed and patted the spot next to her signaling for her daughter to sit. Nefera followed her mother's request and sat next to her, facing her mother.
"My Lion cub, you are a very brave girl." Her sweet voice said. Nefera glowed at her mother's praise.
The two sat in the Nefera's room and spent time with each other.
Nefera felt uneasy around her father, but with her mother she felt at home, like no one could hurt her. That was how her life was until her mother realized she was truly alone without her brother-Lover.
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6 years later
Nefera
My life held only the meaning of the crown, wine, and women. Not exactly in that order either. Through the years after my uncle's death, my mother became more cruel to people other than her own children. Of course she made sure we were in line, well the others. Since I am the eldest daughter of king robert, the crown shall be placed upon my head after the death of my father. Until then, I'm going to enjoy what little freedom I have.
Meera, my whore turned handmaiden, but also whore, came in my room with fresh clothes in her hand. I shamelessly eyes her curvy figure which she did nothing to conceal.
"I see you're quite pleased with my outfit, your grace." She smiled. I couldn't help the grin that placed itself on my place.
I stalked up to her like a lion and its prey. I gently grabbed her hips as I stood behind her, watching as she made put my outfit for today. I rubbed her hip gently with my thumb trying to soothe her in a way.
"I'd much prefer if you had you clothes off too, beautiful." I whispered her ear. She giggled at my antics and gently pushed me away with a fake stern expression.
"The king is having a tournament today and the royal family has to look their best." She playfully scolded. I scoffed at the mention of my father. That fucking bastard just sits there like he's worth something while others fight.
"I told you not to mention him to me." I said, all playfulness gone.
"I'm your handmaiden, I have to tell you stuff about the day and that usually involves the king."
I rolled my eyes but said another else because I know she's right. I just hate even the mention of that fucking coward.
"Anyway, the tournament is at noon so you have until then to do what you wish." She winked. I caught on to what she was getting at and smirked.
Meera and I like to be on the dangerous side so I fuck her all over the red keep. It keeps us excited at the though of someone catching us. The only downside is if someone actually caught us. The most my father would do is send me to dorne where I can fuck her freely since they do not care. I can't afford to get caught because if I did that would mean my fucktard mommy's boy brother would be sitting on the thrown, and that would just be like having the mad king back on the throne.
"My love." I mumbled as I planted gentle kisses across her neck. She tilted he neck with a moan to give me more space to mark what is mine.
My hand found is way to her mound, gently yet roughly rubbing her clit through her thin dress. Her moans are music to my ears. I nibbled her ear, rubbing faster against her clit making her move along with my movements.
"Who do you belong to, meera?" I roughly asked. She didn't answer me which made me stop my movements. Her eyes snapped open and looked at me with begging eyes. "Why did you stop?" She asked frantically.
"Tell me who you belong to." I whispered harshly in her ear. She moaned. "You, Nefera, I belong to you!" She yelled. I bunched up her dress and bent her over the bed. She looked back at me biting her lips as she watched me take of my trousers pulling my cock free. She moaned at the sight of my hard cock pointing straight at her.
"He knows where home is." I chuckled.
She impatiently wiggled her ass in my direction. I couldn't deny her my cock any longer so I teased her pussy for a few then slowly sunk in.She gasped before moaning.
"More." She begged.
I held her hips and before she could say anything, I slammed into her with force. She covered her mouth to keep from moaning to loud. A smirk fell on my lips as I went as slow as possible.
"Please, Nefera." She sobbed. I slapped her ass which began to turn red at the force.
I had enough of the slow pace and began to pound her relentlessly. She reached down and started rubbing her clit. I could practically hear her sobs of pleasure with me pounding her and the attention she is giving her pearl.
The fucking went on for a while. I knew I had to get finish up before anyone came looking for me. I moved her hand away from her pearl, my hand taking her place.
"Fuck." I hissed.
I slammed into her heat a few more times before releasing my seed into her. Her pussy clamped down on my cock as she received her release.
I pulled me cock free from her delicious pussy and went over to put my clothes on for today. I smirked when I noticed she had a dreamy expression on her face while she laid there with her ass in the air.
"I must go, but do clean yourself up. Wouldn't want any babes to come out of this, would we?" She nodded her head. I gently patted her ass on my way out.
I know I may treat her as a true whore at times but that's not the full story of us. The full story of us is a short tale about a lonely freak of a girl finding comfort in an older woman who just so happened to be a whore.
As I walked down the corridor I could hear footsteps behind me. I pretended not to notice, turning the corner and waiting till ttyt hey turned the corner to attack.
When the person rounded the corner I held them up against the wall by their throat. A girl, about the age of 13 name days tried to pull my hands off way from her throat. Her eyes widened in fear at being caught.
"Who sent you?"
I released her throat just enough for her to talk.
"S-she told me to keep an eye on you, your grace." She shook in fear, eyes widened at me.
I narrowed my eyes at her vague answer. Of course I know she was giving information. She's too young and weak to even attempt to kill me.
"Who? And I will let you live. If you do not I will kill your whole family." I growled out.
She girl's eyes filled with tears.
"It was the queen! Please don't kill my family, your grace." She sobbed. Iet go of her throat and walked away, clearly hearing her cries from behind me.
"That wasn't too nice." My guard, Ilion commented. I gave him a side glance.
"Shut the fuck up, Ilion." I hissed. He raised his hands in mock surrender.
"I am going to have a talk with my mother tonight. She's up to something."
Ilion didn't say anything as he followed me to the tournament.
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When I arrived at the tournament I could see my mother sitting as far away from my father as possible.
I glanced over at the seats next to n th mother which were occupied by my siblings, Mycella and Tommen. My eyes softened at the sight of my innocent siblings who were playing with their kitten, Ser Pounce.
I took a seat on theeft side of my my mother. She glanced over to me and smiled slightly before returning to her heartless expression.
"I would like to talk to you in my chambers after t hff e tournament, mother." I gritted out. She clearly noticed my fake kindness towards her.
"Your drunken father is holding a feast for the winner and his queen of love and beauty."
I nodded stiffly at her words. "Then meet me in my room tonight." I left no room for discussion. She simply nodded and turned to the tournament at hand.
We stayed there half the day. Ser Konan won and crowned his daughter the queen of love and beauty.
After that the people m ok ved into the hall and began drinking and feasting on food.
My eyes drifted to my mother who sat next to my father. She looked severely embarrassed and pissed.
Her eyes met mine and I nodded my head towards the door. She seemed almost grateful to have an excuse to leave. She leaned in and told my father she was leaving which she got a wave from him. Her hands clenched into a visit.
She held her head high as she walked away from him. I excused myself and walked right after my mother.
No maids looked at us. It was usual for my mother and I to leave gatherings such as this due to my father's disgusting behavior. I think it would be more odd for us to stay.
When we reached my room I made sure I closed the door. I turned around to my mother, who was patiently sitting on my bed.
"I should've brought some wine." She said. My jaw clenched as I looked at her. I know how sneaky my mother can be but it never comes down to the point she has maids or guards following me.
"It has come to my attention that you have had your spies following me around." I sneered.
Her jaw tightened at my words.
"That fool." She growled.
She turned towards me with her motherly smile.
"That was only to protect you, my sweetling."
"Lies!" I shouted. She looked at me in shock then covered it up quickly.
"It is not nice to call your mother a liar." She said.
I went up to her with my hands clenched at my side. I pulled up up by her hand and looked down at her with a glare.
"You are nothing short of a conniving lion, mother. Tell me why!" I demanded.
She pulled her hand back, glaring at me in the most hateful look I've ever seen her look at me with. Her hand raised up and slapped me across my face. My head jolted to the side in shock.
I was tempted to slap her back. The only thing that stopped me was my love for my mother.
"I wanted to know why you've sneaking around. Being late to dinners. Not spending time with me."
Her words cast confusion throughout me. She's always been a bit overprotective of her Cubs but never...possessive.
"I have my own life, mother. I don't need to spend every waking moment with you."
We stared each other down, waiting for the other to back down. If there was one thing my mother taught me, it was to never back down and cower like a fool.
"You've been with that whore, haven't you." She sneered. I scoffed at her words. Who does she think she is telling me what to do.
The look in her eyes shook me. She looked so angry and hurt.
"If you think I will never stop sleeping with whore than you're wrong. When I find the future queen of the seven kingdoms then I will forever be her, and hers alone." I spoke softly.
I knew how much it hurt my mother when my father kept sleeping with whores when they first got married. Now she doesn't care.
Before I knew what happened my lips were on hers. My eyes widened as she kissed me with passion, like the lover she had was once again in her arms.
I jerked back and took a jew steps away from her. "Mother...."
What scared me the most was I did not see an once of regret in her eyes. Only lust and passion.
"You belong to me." She stated.
"After my Jamie left this awful world, I knew he left me with someone who could love me just as passionate." Her words held sadness in them. Even I knew her and Jamie's forbidden desire for each other.
"Mother, I am not jaime."
Her hands clenched at her side.
"I know that. You're my Nefera."
She stalked towards me like I was her prey. I began backing up, soon hitting the wall. She stood right in front of me.
My eyes widened when she dropped her gown to the ground, leaving her naked. I tried to look up to avoid her but she gently laid her hands on my jaw and pulled my head down to gaze at her body.
My eyes traveled over her curvy form. It seemed as if her body did not age a day. Her breast were plumb, just asking to be sucked. Her tight body, looking younger than her age. And her hairy blonde Bush that hid her pussy from my sight.
"Fuck me." She demanded. I didn't think before I grabbed her thighs and carried her over to the bed, laying her down.
Gods help me....
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Happy Valentines day!
If you guys have been following me for a while then you know I had a book like this before. I deleted it. I don't know why but I did. Recently I got a message asking where it went and when I told that person I deleted it, they asked me to redo it and I did. I really forgot about this but now I'm into it again.
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