Daenerys cupped his jaw and tipped his head up. She moved to kiss him hard as she rode him. Her hips bounced up and down, over and over astride him, taking him in deep and hard. Filling her up and making her feel whole for the first time in a long while. She felt the scratch of his stubble against her palms, but she loved it. The scent of his skin and the heat that built between them in this small cabin were heady perfumes that clouded her mind in lust.