Fighting For Aire: Dungeons & Damsels, Book 1

Scorching Embraces and Other Firsts

I felt hot tears hit my face as he kissed me back. His kiss was soft, reserved, clearly holding back. His hands gripped me so tight it almost hurt, like he was afraid this was a dream, and I would disappear. 

But even my father himself couldn’t pull me from Oberyn’s embrace now. “I love you too, dy’myl. I have since the day I met you and you declared that I was yours. As if just by saying it, you made it true.” He stroked my cheek as his scorchingly hot mouth made its way from my shoulder to my neck and to my chin. 

“I’m yours.” I said, and felt Oberyn’s grip on me tighten. His eyes were heavy lidded with lust. 

Just like that, our passion began to grow, and his lips moved so intently against mine. His tongue flicked out to taste my lower lip. I nibbled down along his jaw, then kissed my way from his neck to his ear. I pulled his lobe into my mouth, and nibbled slightly, and Oberyn cried out.

“Quiet!” I told him, with a giggle.

“My ears are sensitive!” He hissed at me, breathlessly.

I laughed under my breath, caressing his ear with my lips. He squirmed under me, and somehow I was straddling him. His bed was much smaller than mine, so there wasn’t much of an option other than me being on top of him.

Oberyn didn’t seem to mind. His eyes were closed and his head back as I kissed his neck and moved to the other side to lick and bite his other ear. “Aire- I think we’re moving a bit- fa- fast.” he stuttered, his eyelids fluttering. “I mean- you could have anyone.”

“Don’t want anyone.” I said, only half paying attention. My focus was on covering him in kisses because it drove him wild. “Just you.”

He moaned at my words, his hands clutching at my hips now. I could feel it now, his hard growth. I felt like it was pulsing, as if it knew how close it was to me. Even with our clothes as a barrier, our bodies begged for each other. Still, he seemed tense and distant. “Do you have any idea what you do to me, Dy’myl?” his fingers pressed into my skin as he held onto my hips as if for dear life. “It’s like torture, trying to stay in control.”

“Mmm.” I answered, pulling away to wink at him. “Then don’t.”

Gone was my abashed slave, my shy friend and my quiet confidant. His gold eyes burned with something primal, something barely restrained, and under that gaze I could melt. Our eyes were locked when he asked- “If I give in and let go-”

I covered his mouth. I needed him to understand that he was his own person now, and he didn’t have to make every decision based on what would best serve me. “You’re not my servant anymore, Oberyn. Stop worrying like one.”

Oberyn’s moan turned into a growl, and he flipped us, suddenly on top of me, with his hips nestled between my legs lewdly. I cried out in surprise, and he covered my mouth. “Quiet.” He said with a wink, as if mocking me. His sultry, playful expression reminded me again of an incubus. A demon of love and lust. My face was suddenly awash with crimson, and my cheeks felt hot.

“Hm. Wonder how far that blush goes. Look, even your neck is turning pink.” He whispered.

“Don’t make fun of me!” I protested, with a slight pout.

“I wouldn't dream of it.” His soft hand pushed at the neckline of my robe. “I think you’ve never looked so beautiful.”

My eyes sparkled up at him in the dim candle light, only to find his head moving down my neck, leaving a fiery trail of kisses. He was careful with his horns as he kissed even further down, pressing his lips all over my bare breast, and finally, my n****e.

I could feel his warm lips wrap around my tender bud and I had to bite my lip to avoid crying out. My hips rose off the bed as my whole body arched in pleasure. He sucked gently, then pulled his hot mouth away to flick his tongue over the tip of my breast. His hand palmed my other breast, and before long, he was switching, his mouth giving attention to my other n****e. I had never felt so wound up before. Like a spring coiled too tight, full of kinetic energy.

“Oberyn,” I moaned, and bit his shoulder to keep from making more noise. He pulled his mouth away from my tender n*****s to look me in the eyes. “I want you.”

“You have me. All of me. You always have.” He said, kissing at her neck and nibbling at her ears.

“I want you right now. I want you… to take me.” I whispered, breathlessly. I felt so achingly hot between my legs that I wanted to rub my thighs together, but Oberyn was between them.

He realized what I was saying and shuddered at my words. I could feel his member twitch, as if my words were an electric current, shocking him to his core. He lowered his head to my shoulder. “Aire- I-”

“Please.” I begged, squirming in need.

His grip on me tightened, as if he was barely staying in control. He looked away, as if meeting my eyes would destroy his resolve. “Not here, in my quarters. You deserve better. I want your first time to be special, Aire, not in my tiny bed while we try to stay as quiet as possible.”

“I don’t care where we are. As long as I’m with you.” I untied my robe, revealing my pale body underneath. 

Oberyn hissed a breath like he had touched hot coals. His eyelids fluttered a bit as he sat up, taking in the sight of me. I laid under him as he knelt between my thighs and studied me. In the light of the lanturn, my ivory skin glowed, my golden hair spread out around me like a halo. I looked up at Oberyn, hoping my love for him was clear in my eyes. 

“Gods, you’re so f*****g beautiful.” He said, pulling off his shirt. “How can I say no to you?”

I reached for his pants, to help him unbuckled them, but he pushed me away slightly. I frowned, but then realized he was moving lower. He kissed my chest, then my stomach, then my hips, then very deliberately placed a kiss below my navel. It made me squirm and moan. He looked up at me, head between my legs. I could only see his eyes and his horns.

He was a vision, his sunshine colored eyes heavy with need, his hands roaming my thighs. I bit my lip. Just looking at him was too much, and he looked at me like a sinner would look at his vice of choice. I could only see his smoldering eyes and his impish horns

Suddenly, the heat of his tongue was parting my folds, and I could feel his hot breath on my most sensitive bits. I arched my back again, which pushed my maidenhood right to his mouth. He moaned, and the vibrations rocked through me. I was a puddle, a mess, as if suddenly my bones were made of liquid.

His mouth moved, licking, sucking, pulling and flicking his tongue over every erogenous part of my body, until I was a whimpering disaster. It felt so good I forgot where I was, and Oberyn kept reminding me to keep it down.

“You’re going to wake the whole castle.” he told me, his hot words muffled as he nuzzled and kissed my soft golden curls.

“So be it then.” I panted, with fistfuls of his blanket.

“Aire.” He moaned. “Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes.” I pleaded. “I’ve never been so sure.”

“It’s going to hurt.” he told me, sliding his finger between my lower lips. He rubbed ever so gently, curling his finger up in a way that made my whole body tremble.

“I trust you.” I said, meeting his eyes. Oberyn kissed my breast as he slid another finger inside my virgin s*x. Already it pinched, stretching me in a gloriously painful way, but the pleasure Oberyn’s mouth brought me countered it. He used his thumb to circle my c**t, and I was practically shaking. His fingers fluttered and stroked me, preparing me to take more. 

Removing his fingers, he placed one last kiss to my mound, before bringing his face back up to mine. I felt his hand slide down my hips, down my thigh to grab and stroke his already ridgid hardness.