Daenerys moaned louder as he stepped up to her. The feeling of his cock rubbing over her, his fluid leaking over her body made her burn in lust. Even if her body was on fire and ready to burst - even if he was right and only his cock could satisfy her, she would not break.

She reached forward, pushing his hand away from his cock so that she could take it herself. Daenerys matched his pace, pumping her hand up and down over it.

"Nor will you be fully satisfied without having something tight...wet...and hot wrapped around this thick cock of yours," she countered. "With that in mind...you know what to do, don't you?"