Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos

Chapter 301 - 302 - God's Birthday (VIII)

"Sometimes I just wanted to be a mortal to forget certain memories." Imperial Crown Princess, Alysanne Targaryen.-----

The birthday party continued, but everyone knew there was a heavy atmosphere hanging in the air. What happened between Aegon and Aemon was like a fuse, revealing a truth that no one could perceive the seriousness of until it actually happened.

A possible civil war.

A civil war that could make the Dance of the Dragons seem like just a casual fight. Thus, Aenar's birthday came to an end, with a solemn, yet calm atmosphere.

When Aenar returned to his room, he saw the gift that Daenerys had told him about.

"Is this the gift you prepared for me?" Aenar asked with an amused tone, observing the three naked women on his bed. A red ribbon wrapped around the nudity of the three women, but it definitely didn't cover anything.

The heavy feeling on his shoulders seemed to fade as he saw the seductive, gentle, and inviting smiles of his three wives.

"Didn't you like it?" Daenerys, naked, asked with a provocative tone as she embraced Visenya and Rhaenys, equally naked. All connected by a red ribbon, there was no temptation more irresistible than these.

"He definitely likes it, but he's acting indifferent to impress us." Visenya said with a laugh, she was in the middle, between Daenerys and Rhaenys. There was a seductive smile on her lips.

"Of course he's enjoying it, we are his three queens, naked before him, ready to share a night together. What man wouldn't be tempted by that?" Rhaenys commented with a soft and warm tone, looking at her husband's figure with an increasingly lustful gaze.

Aenar rolled his eyes at the provocation of his three wives. He knew more than anyone that the three were doing that to lighten the burden on his shoulders. However, how could he not love such women?

"You really know how to play." Aenar said, taking off his clothes, he was only in pants with his upper body naked. He sat on the bed and looked at the three women with a curious smile.

"Let's make a bet." He said, looking at the three naked women before him. "Whoever manages to subdue the other can ask for anything."

Daenerys, Visenya, and Rhaenys's eyes lit up at their husband's words. They were at the peak of the world's power, they possessed anything they desired, so what they truly wanted was related to Aenar.

"Are you going to wear the clothes I bought?" Daenerys asked with a tone full of expectation, making Aenar roll his eyes. The clothes Daenerys was talking about were just cosplay in his eyes.

In short, Visenya and Rhaenys also wanted to spice up the relationship with some new tricks. But Aenar himself denied everything with great determination.

Not that he didn't also want to see Daenerys in bunny clothes and stockings, but as Emperor of Humanity and with a God of Chaos beside him, who feeds on the lustful thoughts of the universe, he didn't want to contribute to the birth of Slaanesh.

Unfortunately, his refusals only made his wives even more eager for such a thing to happen.

Daenerys was the first to "attack" Aenar, she mounted him with a seductive smile while looking at her husband like prey to be hunted. Her hair fell over Aenar's chest, causing a slight tickling sensation.

"No need to move, my emperor, let your queen satisfy you." Daenerys said, lowered her head and kissed Aenar's lips with an almost fierce eagerness.

"Daenerys always so active." Visenya commented with her cheeks burning with a touch of ruby red.

"You're too puritanical, Aunt." Rhaenys replied to her aunt with a teasing tone. Visenya could be a war goddess bathed in blood on the battlefield, but she was a pure saint in bed, always obeying her husband's arrangements.

"I'm not puritanical, you're too daring." Visenya retorted, with a shy tone.

"You call me daring? You're the one who wants to have sex with Aenar in the throne room." Rhaenys didn't hesitate to speak Visenya's most lustful desires, making the warrior queen as shy as a young virgin about to have her wedding night.

When Visenya was about to speak, the sound of colliding palms rang out as Daenerys's short, adorable, and panting moans echoed through the bedroom walls.

Looking to the side, Visenya and Rhaenys saw Daenerys moving up and down with force, as if there was no tomorrow, both women could see her butt undulating violently with each thrust.

Her modest breasts rising and falling, colliding in the air, creating an equally sharp sound in the air. Of course, modest in their eyes, extremely tall women almost three meters tall. For ordinary people, Daenerys's breasts were the size of normal watermelons.

Daenerys's panting and hot moans continued to escape her lips every time she descended upon Aenar's length, swallowing everything and then coming out to the tip and then descending forcefully to the base. os (500,000 words written).

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