Ch.85

That's the weird thing with immortality, everyone's younger than you are so you have to wait for them to be old enough or if you wait too long they've died of old age and fossilized. It didn't take but a day to get to Kings Landing and it stank to high heavens of shit and piss. It would take weeks for the king to return so Ros and I visited the whore house, picking out the new girl Marei, the flexible Kayla and the first timer lover Genna.

Littlefinger offered them to me as a gift in exchange for me not castrating him once he knew whom I was. He told them to gather their belongings because they were going with me. Ros told them not to worry as I was quite rich and they'd soon learn I was a high lord and so much more. We left Kings Landing and headed to Hightower where the older girl betrothed Margaery Tyrell to me immediately, knowing I'd take her as a whore if she didn't.

Margaery was surprised but the old girl explained who I was and that my coming here meant I'd soon rise to my throne and the night of Dorne would be shown to the world once more after nearly a century. Margaery was even more shocked that she'd be second wife to the Stark girl, but I'd have her a lot sooner. The wedding was fast, but the wedding night lasted a bit longer. She was no maiden when I finished with her and her sly nature came out when we left, taking over the whores by simply being kind to them.

We headed to the harbors south and got a ship from Blackcrown towards Essos. We were on the sea no more than a day before the Iron Born boarded it with Yara Greyjoy leading them. I knocked out the men and captured Yara before they could do any real damage, taking Yara over my shoulder saying she was going to make a fine salt wife.

Yara was spitting mad and resisted at first, but I told her to behave and she'd leave with her people peacefully so I can come for her whenever I desired and out as many babes in her belly as I was keen to do now. I told her she could say no, but then all her men would be killed and I'd pass her to the crew bound and naked so they could have their way with her. The men laughed and Yara stilled before relaxing.

She paid her price well and I Margaery told her who I was while I took the salty female pirate from behind, dumping copious amounts of seed in her belly while driving her over the edge repeatedly. When I was done, Ros stuffed a cloth in Yara and told her not to take it out until she had privacy or her men may take it as an invitation. Yara said she'd kill any man who tried.

I pinned her to the mattress as my member slapped her stomach, asking. "And how do you plan to kill me little salt wife of mine? Hmm?"

She stopped resisting, knowing it was pointless. Margaery stabbed me in the throat and Yara watched coldly while my throat healed. I smeared the blood on her stomach saying. "You'll give me a strong son, feisty salt wife of mine. Just know that if you take a man who isn't me, I'll know the next time I find you and I'll burn the iron islands, their ships and the people until nothing remains. Your drowned god may be old girlie, but I guarantee you I'm older, more stubborn and far more unkillable. I'd strangle him if he let you be touched."

I stood up off the bed and her breasts heaved as her heart pounding, clearly enthralled. She got up and actually blew me. I told her that if she bites my cock off I'd grow it back and shove it in her rear next. Instead she swallowed it all when I finished and told me she'd fill my bed as long as I never grew weak.

I tilted my head. "You remind me of the First Men that I conquered and brought to Dorne. They were hard men, knew what it meant to be strong and fearless."

I raised her up by her chin and she stood fully. "Go have your fun little salt wife and know that I'll drowned you with your god if my child in you is killed by your lord or anyone."

I gripped her ass and told her she belonged to me now and I'd be worse than the king night or any white walker army if roused to anger. She put her leathers on and gave me quite the view before saying she was her own woman even if her cunt and children were mine from now on. I shrugged. "Cunt, ass, mouth, everything of you is mine my salt wife. But you can have your fun with females as I know you're keen to do. Now go and know I've marked you with old magics. You're mine and like a god I will be jealous and vengeful if others take advantage of what's mine. Females are fine."

She shrugged herself and I got one last look at her well fucked and tired cunt. I walked out in my own trousers and told the captain to let them go, but not to relax until they're gone. He let the men go and Yara roused them from unconsciousness. Yara told them they'd lost, she'd become a salt wife and now they were leaving unless they wanted to stay and fight the immortal king of Dorne again.

They looked to me and fled instantly, knowing the rumors that up until less than a century ago all those that attacked Dorne were never heard from again. No one had ever survived and it cost them too much back then until I'd left. Then Dorne was like any other kingdom with risks. Dorne had never paid the iron price while I was king which said a lot.

Margaery pulled me back to the captain's quarters saying she wanted me now. She got me and then some, knowing she was pregnant already. We reached Pentos while I was balls deep in Kayla's throat while eating her out. The others watched to varying degrees of amusement while Ros ate out Margaery.

I wiped my face after we both climaxed and Kayla finished sharing the seed with Genna. The captain's daughter had tried to join us but I wasn't interested so she was sent away. When we made port, we dressed and washed up before meeting with Magister Illyrio. We'd spent all of half a day on the sea thanks to a portal I opened during the night to get us there.

Magister Illyrio's guests and he were at a wedding ceremony so I went there as well. It was quite the entrance because Khal Drogo's horde knew me by face now. I'd rode amongst them with Jon and my hair was now braided as the illusion on me dropped to reveal it was down to my feet. I walked barefoot in the sands passed the warriors until I smirked seeing three women getting fucked.

I walked passed them and asked Daenerys if she wanted to marry Drogo or become my third wife, free of the crown, free of her brother and the burden of knowing very few people wanted her or a Targaryen on the throne. My words caused a frown to appear on Illyrio and Viserys. I told her I could offer her freedom and protection to be whomever she pleases and she'd never know fear or suffering at cruel hands.

She said she wanted it so I looked directly at Drogo and told him I challenged him for his right to lead the horde and for his woman. His blood riders stood up and died fast before I tossed their braids at his feet and he grabbed his sword. I moved and cut off his head in one smooth stroke. I held up his braid before the gathering and told them I was Khal Oz. None of them accepted my leadership and so a massacre ensued.

The men tried to fight me, the male slaves fled and the women hid behind my own and Daenerys until the fighting and bloodshed was done. All forty thousand men had been slaughtered and I stood there without a scratch on me or my armor. The horses were fine and the women, but the men were dead. Viserys went insane saying she'd ruined everything before trying to slap Daenerys.

I caught his arms and dragging him to the bodies, tying him up and piling up the bodies, taking the gold, weapons and useful stuff before making a sizable hill. I put the stone dragon eggs on it and asked Daenerys if she trusted me. She nodded numbly so I told her to sit with the eggs. She did and I lit the fire that became an inferno.

With Viserys's death, Jorah Mormont and Illyrio were at their wits ends. Seeing ten dragons hatch from a fire that left only ashes and Daenerys, especially when they'd only seen three eggs, they were dumbfounded. The other seven came from the eggs I'd gotten from the Targaryens long ago. I'd sold them back fake eggs with illusions on them to make them seem real.

I took Mormont's head and told Illyrio to give me Doreah and he could take the rest, horses and all and keep his life. I told him that there was still the child of Rhaegar out there and one day he would come for the throne himself when he was ready. Daenerys was surprised, asking if she had a nephew.

I nodded. "Somewhere, but for now you have a husband. As I've beaten Khal Drogo and his horde, by Dalthraki law we're wed. You are my third wife behind Margaery Tyrell and Sansa Stark, eventually. The throne of the seven kingdoms isn't yours, but soon you'll come to realize it wasn't worth much to begin with."

Doreah was presented by Illyrio and she was terrified. I told her to relax because from now on she'd be Daenerys's handmaiden and someday she would bare my bastards, but she and they would live in comfort in Dorne by then. She relaxed and gave Daenerys some clothes before I packed up the rest, let her wash Daenerys and we left with the dragons in a carriage pulled by three horses. When we reached Illyrio's estate, Daenerys and Margaery were the only ones allowed into the bedroom for Daenerys's first time.

She'd been panicked, but I was gentle and told her to tell me to stop at any time and I would. Margaery held her as I surged forwards and broke her maidenhead, stopping to watch a small trickle of blood from her stretched lower lips. I stayed still and met Daenerys's eyes before kissing her. Soon I was to the hilt while we took it slow and I added a lot of foreplay.

There was only so much outside stimulation I could give to take her mind off of it so I asked if she wanted me to stop. She shook her head after a bit of hesitation so we continued slowly, moving quicker until I released deep in her. I kissed her and told her that next time it wouldn't hurt nearly as much and there'd be far more pleasure.