A Lioness Tamed

"Hmm... Still speechless?" Cersei asked as she walked towards the amazed king, her silk gown loosening with every step. Aegon had heard rumours that Lady Cersei was as unfaithful as her husband yet never did he believe that she would be brazen enough to actually attempt to seduce him.

Many lords and ladies who wished to win the favour of King Rhaegar at the expense of Lord Robert, claimed that Robert has no trueborn children, that Lady Myrcella was the result of Cersei's many amorous affairs. Many names were thrown in regards to who the real father of Myrcella was, from the chaste Stannis, the homosexual Renly to even Cersei's twin brother, Ser Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer. Despite being unbelievable lies, when Robert heard the foul tales he banished Stannis and Renly from Storm's End and to the court of his great-uncle, Lord Eldon Estermont at Greenstone and replaced Ser Jaime as Cersei's sworn shield, a position he had held ever since his dismissal from the kingsguard.

However, despite King Rhaegar silencing all talks of Lady Myrcella's dubious paternity at the capital, Robert was convinced that Rhaegar himself had started the rumours to further bring shame upon House Baratheon. And his suspicions were further reinforced when Rhaegar appointed Ser Stannis as the Master of Laws, a move that Robert saw as Rhaegar preparing Stannis to eventually succeed Robert as Lord of the Stormlands, instead of being a reward for Stannis' bravery during the Siege of Pyke.

"I have heard tales about your sexual conquests, I didn't expect that I myself would render you speechless or even have the privilege." Cersei's voice broke the king away from his thoughts. His throat ran dry when he saw Cersei standing in front of him, nearly at eye level. Her crimson robe was split open in the middle, showing off her ample breasts, her toned stomach and the small patch of blonde hair above her glistening pussy.

Despite being taller than most, Cersei still had to rise on her toes in order to reach the king's lips. As her hands snaked round his head to pull him into a kiss, Aegon gently but firmly hold her waist to keep her back, their lips only inches apart, nearly brushing against each other.

"My lady, we shouldn't." Aegon said, his voice heavy with lust as he and Cersei shared each others expired breaths. "You are a married woman, it is wrong."

"You are the king. You decide what is right and what is wrong. Tell me, Your Grace, have you never been with a married woman before? Experienced the thrill of claiming another man's wife?" Cersei asked as she stared hungrily at the king's lips like a predator eying her next meal.

"No, I haven't..." Aegon's throat was dry as he answered truthfully while he stared into the green abyss of Cersei's eyes. He had never slept with a married woman before, that much was true. But he did had a brief and sordid affair with his uncle's paramour when he discovered that it was the Red Viper who had taken Princess Rhaenys' virginity. However, Ellaria then broke off their affair and returned to Dorne when she became pregnant with her fourth child by Oberyn. The closest he had come to fucking a married woman was on Prince Jaehaerys' last nameday celebrations when he nearly fucked the exotic and beautiful Lady Taena of Myr, the wife of the former exiled Lord Orton Merryweather of Longtable. The Myrish woman caught Aegon's eye the moment he saw her full breasts, large dark eyes and the sensual way she moved her hips as she walked. He would have fucked her silly if her dumb husband hadn't walked in on her being eaten out by the Crown Prince. Thankfully, Lord Orton was a cuckold and actually encouraged the prince to fuck his beautiful wife but Aegon couldn't continue while Taena's husband watched in the corner and jerked his ridiculously small cock.

"I've seen the way you looked at me, Your Grace. Do not deny it... You want this as much as I do." Cersei said as her gown fell off her curvaceous body and Aegon's mouth watered as his eyes feasted on the truly remarkable sight. He was so enraptured by her silky smooth pale skin, wide hips, and ample bust that he barely heard Cersei talking. "You need a true woman by your side. Your sister may pretend to be one, but she is just a child compared to me."

This time when Cersei reached up, Aegon didn't hold her back and their lips came together in a hungry kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance as one of Aegon's hand quickly found her soft breast and gently squeezed it while the other went to her waist and pulled her closer to him, her wet cunt grinding against his clothed crotch that was hardening with every passing second. Cersei released a loud moan when Aegon let go of her lips and his head moved down to take one of her hard nipples into his mouth before moving to the other until they were both puckered, hard and eager to be touched again. Satisfied with his work on her breasts, Aegon reclaimed Cersei's lips as she helped him remove his restricting clothes, their mouths still locked upon each other as they moved towards the bed that Cersei shared with her husband.

Unlike Cersei, Aegon was still fully dressed as they tumbled upon the soft mattress, the heat in their loins burning as hot as the steam pumping through the stone walls of Winterfell.

"Ohhh Gods..." Cersei broke away from Aegon's mouth when she peeked downwards and saw his cock for the first time as it landed heavily on her stomach. "How will it ever fit?"

"It will, I'll just have to prepare you first." Aegon said as he shoved not one but three of his long and dexterous fingers into Cersei's wet cunt. While his father was well-known for using his fingers to play the harp but Aegon had found a better use for his own. His fingers had never failed to bring his lovers to the peak of pleasure and Cersei was no different as she struggled to keep quiet as Aegon expertly began to rub against the bundle of nerves at the anterior of her vagina while he kissed and worshipped her ample bosom.

"Your Grace, pleas... Oh... Ohhh Gods!!!" Cersei moaned loudly in between curses as she was quickly brought over the edge by Aegon's talented hand. Her body heaved and writhe on the bed as it experienced its first orgasm in a really long time. Aegon's hand was soaked as Cersei squirted her love juice all over his still thrusting fingers.

"Please, please fuck me!." Despite her pride Cersei was unashamed of how **** she sounded as she practically begged to be fucked. To be stuffed full of all of Aegon's glorious inches. Yet, Aegon merely smiled at her and began to kiss down her body, from her panting mouth, to her heaving breasts, down her tone stomach and finally to the glistening cunt that was begging to be filled.

"Mmm... So sweet..." Aegon groaned as he kissed her clit before putting his mouth on her, forcing Cersei to arch her body in response, a **** attempt to get his tongue even deeper. His pace cruelly slow as he mercilessly denied Cersei Lannister's request yet giving her more pleasure than her fat husband ever could.

"Please... Your Grace... I can't... I can't take.... OHHH GODS! ARHHHH FUCK YES!!!!" Lady Cersei's passionate cries were music to Aegon's ears as his tongue brought Cersei to her second orgasm of the night. Perfect, Aegon thought as he gave Cersei's sopping cunt one last lick, one orgasm more and she'll be entirely mine.

"Please, Your G..." Cersei moaned as her powerful orgasm died out, leaving her into a panting wanton mess. Meanwhile, Aegon was still partially clothed, calm and composed as he enjoyed the sight of his newest conquest.

"CERSEI!!!! WHERE IS MY GODDAMN WIFE?!!!" A loud voice thundered from behind the closed door as it began to rattle against its hinges, clearly by someone too drunk to remember how to properly operate a doorknob.

"Quick... You need to hi..." But before Cersei could finish, Aegon had already stumbled out of sight and under the bed lest he faced Robert's warhammer. He was probably a better fighter than the Lord of the Stormlands but he wasn't prepared to find out, not today. From underneath the bed, Aegon could see the feet of the obese lord as he drunkenly stumbled inside, mumbling some gibberish to his wife as he unlaced his tunic. His pants fell to the floor right next to Aegon's face and the king was thankful that Robert was too consumed by the sight of his naked wife to notice his presence. Seven Hells, am I going to have to listen to them have sex?! Well, I guess it's a fitting punishment for trying to sleep with his wife.

Aegon, half-naked and lying on the cold, hard floor wondered if this was the most embarrassing position he'd ever been in as the bed above him dipped under the weight of Robert as he muttered sweet nothings to his wife. He braced himself to endure Robert and Cersei's coupling, however after less than a minute, a loud snore began to pierce the silence.

"He's asleep. You can come out now, Your Grace."

"You can come out now, Your Grace." Cersei's voice whispered and Aegon got out of his hiding place and he saw Lady Cersei sitting on the bed with a wide grin on her face. Besides her was Lord Robert Baratheon, still partially dressed and sleeping on his back. His face was turned away from the king but Aegon could tell that he was knocked out cold.

"I thought that the two of y..."

"Please... It has been several years since I've allowed my husband inside of me." Cersei said as she began to stroke Aegon's cock which had softened due to Robert's untimely interruption. "I believe that I owe you two orgasms and a Lannister always pays her debts."

"I'm counting on it, my lady, but not right now. Tomorrow, meet me at high noon in Winterfell's Broken Tower and we'll continue where we left off." Aegon said as he put on his pants causing Cersei to pout and the young king could barely resist the urge to push her down and fuck her silly right next to her husband.

"I'm sorry, my lady, but I want to properly savour the first time I fuck you and I cannot do it if..." As if on cue, Robert coughed in his sleep and turned so that he was actually facing the king and his wife.

"Very well, Your Grace." Cersei said obediently as she pulled the king into a final passionate kiss. "Think of only me until then."

"Oh trust me," Aegon said as he began to make his way to the door, trying his best to hide his growing erection. "I will."