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Daemon had married your mother a little less than two years ago, shortly after your parents' sudden divorce. None of the children quite understood what had happened, as Harwin was a good husband and Rhaenyra had always seemed to love him since she was younger.
However, all the relatives whispered about a cheating. Not on Harwin's part, obviously, but on Rhaenyra's. At first, no one knew who her potential affair was, until she became pregnant and, just a few months later, began a serious relationship with Daemon, the head of the company where she worked.
The relationship evolved into marriage a few months before the birth of your new brother, Aegon. Daemon's daughters, Baela and Rhaena, did not move with him, remaining in their mother's house. Which was a shame, since you would love it if your stepsisters lived with you too, considering you were the only daughter of four sons.
Five sons, actually, as Rhaenyra was already pregnant again.
The marriage was not exactly so happy. Daemon was not a loving husband like your father had been, and he did not care much for his stepsons either. Only for you — though no one of the family found that at least kind of suspicious.
Probably no one seemed to notice Daemon's intense obsession with you, or the way he always sneaked into your bedroom at night when everyone else was asleep.
"It's okay, princess. It'll be good, I promise." His voice against your ear sounded husky. One hand reached up to pull up the black pleated skirt you always wore to go to the high school. But this time you had forgotten to take it off when you got home, falling asleep and only waking up when Daemon entered the room, ready to take what he always took.
He did not care about your messy hair or about the way your skin felt a little sweaty from sleeping almost all day. Delighting with his young stepdaughter's body was all that mattered.
"D-Daemon..." You whimpered as he pushed your lilac cotton panties aside and then thrust inside you, not even giving you a chance to take a deep breath.
"Wrong name." He pulled his hips out enough to gain momentum and cause you nearly cry out at the sensation of his thick cock being thrust in with even less care than before.
You grimaced then, remembering what he liked to be called. Hands went to his shoulders as you searched for something to steady yourself while he began thrusting in and out with a pace too brutal for you to handle. It was almost impossible to remain silent.
No one would believe you if you told them what was happening, so you had already given in a while ago. "D-Dad... It hurts..."
Dad. Not "Daddy," like you had seen many girls calling their boyfriends. This was very different. Just "Dad," as if he wanted to take Harwin's place in every way, as if he truly wanted you to be his sweet daughter. A distorted image that this was how he would get closer to his new family.
"Your pussy feels so fucking wet today, princess..." Your cheeks flushed at Daemon's words. "You love feeling my cock inside you, don't you? Stretching that tight little pussy of yours and tearing it apart."
It was disgusting, and yet you nodded with a pout. He groaned at the feeling of you clenching around him.
Maybe you were getting sick just like him, because you could not cry or fight the act like you used to. Now you were getting used to being fucked in your sleep, used to being forced to ride his cock and hold your teddy bears when he was eating you out.
You felt bad for your mother, who did not even know the dirty things her husband committed against her own daughter.
Who did not even know you were starting to enjoy those things.
Who did not even know her eldest son loved to peek through the crack in the door and watch his sister being abused by his stepfather.
"Wanna join us this time, Jace?" Daemon asked with a smirk, not even having to break eye contact with you or to turning his head to make sure his stepson's face had gone pale already, opening the door hesitantly.
"S-Sister... I swear I wasn't—"
The boy stammered in panic, realizing he might have broken your trust, caught watching Daemon fuck you on your own bed instead of running away to tell his mother.
"Don't worry, kid. Your baby sister is a slut." Stepfather chuckled with amusement, turning his attention back to you. "Tell your brother you want him to fuck your pretty little pussy. Show him what a dirty whore you really are."
You looked at Jace with tears in your eyes. Not due to the pain this time. It was lust. Imagining him joining in on that was horrible and wrong. And incredibly arousing, nonetheless. "Please, brother... Fuck my pussy too."
Jacaerys swallowed hard, trying to fight back those forbidden desires, his self-control fading after that request and the whimper you let out when you rubbed your own clit while Daemon continued to fuck his thick cock harder inside you.
"Good boy, Jace." Daemon praised, seeing the boy stripped naked and approached the bed, desperate to make his little sister give him a head.