OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS || Alicent Hightower
"F-fuck." Alicent's shudders bitting her lips as his shaft shifts her womb. "Oh Gods," Aenar groans into her ear as he grasped her hips and thrust, hours and hours of his own pent-up desire, fuelling each lunge into her, the silky sheath of his steel member massaging the walls of her core. Had she thought his tongue p...