Daenerys moaned at the feeling of his release filling her up. She rolled over slowly, letting him slide out so that she could cuddle next to him. Sated, satisfied, weary.
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It had been a few days since their wedding, and Daenerys was slowly adjusting to the cold. Her brother had left, growing tired of the cold and lonely for his Kings Landing whores. So now, Jorah had told her of his interest to show her Bear Island, his ancestral home.
She had grown close to her husband, and her heart skipped whole beats when he was near. Daenerys found herself anxious to see her husband's ancestral home.
Clad in a thick, dark dress and a cloak of bear fur, Daenerys found her husband in the courtyard preparing for their departure. "Are we nearly ready to leave, husband?" She smiled, her violet eyes aglow with delight as she approached Jorah.
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It had been a few days since their wedding, and Daenerys was slowly adjusting to the cold. Her brother had left, growing tired of the cold and lonely for his Kings Landing whores. So now, Jorah had told her of his interest to show her Bear Island, his ancestral home.
She had grown close to her husband, and her heart skipped whole beats when he was near. Daenerys found herself anxious to see her husband's ancestral home.
Clad in a thick, dark dress and a cloak of bear fur, Daenerys found her husband in the courtyard preparing for their departure. "Are we nearly ready to leave, husband?" She smiled, her violet eyes aglow with delight as she approached Jorah.