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[For Jorah/Hannibal] Homecoming

In Essos, Daenerys had given birth to a healthy and lively baby girl. She had her father's dark eyes but the light hair and full face of her mother. It was shortly after her birth that a letter arrived from across the Shivering Sea - too far for a raven to fly. It came from King's Landing and bared the Bolton seal. The letter invited Daenerys back to Westeros, but not to reclaim the Iron Throne. Apparently, Hannibal Bolton had taken control of King'sLanding, and the Starks had all but been demolished. The Lannisters, in turn, had also been eradicated.

Daenerys was shocked. But more than that, she suspected treason. As did Tyrion Lannister. With her newborn daughter to her breast, Daenerys took council with Jorah, Grey Worm, Missandei and Tyrion.

"Who does this Bolton think he is?" She snapped. "Inviting me back without promising to relinquish the throne to me? It is mine by birthright, I will not allow some savage northman to take what is mine."

Lannister, Baratheon, Bolton - the name didn't matter. A thief was a thief.

"If he took King's Landing and defeated the Lannister army, my queen, then we can conclude that he indeed has a powerful army of his own," Tyrion pointed out.

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A few weeks had gone by, and Margaery's belly had begun to swell only slightly with their fourth child. Of course Olenna could spot this a mile away and was already declaring name options. Aenar was with the pair of them while they took tea in the gardens overlooking the ocean. The boy was now sitting up on his own in his mother's lap, but still feed from her breast. The twins were studying with their tutors.

"So tell me child," Olenna sipped her tea. "What is your husband's intention by inviting the Targaryen girl back here?"

Aenar cooed when Roose came close and he patted his hands over the dragon's nose. Margaery glanced up to her grandmother, who added more to her question.

"Don't tell me he means to surrender his throne to her, now that they have a confirmed common lineage?" Olenna scoffed.

"Certainly not, grandmother," Margaery replied sharply. "Do you honestly think my husband is the type of man to relinquish power? No. But if you're so curious, all him yourself, he should be joining us shortly."

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Margaery was still tender and tingly from the attention and thrusts that Hannibal administered. Each thrust brought her closer to climax even so soon after her first. Margaery bit down on his shoulder as the pleasure pooling in her core began to overwhelm her.

A few more thrusts, and she would unravel all over him again.

Jorah groaned as he felt his cock finally regarded for her. Her whispered words did indeed give him the confidence he needed to continue ducking her. "You know I can't deny you anything." He rumbled as he sped up his pace. He would indeed plant a child within her tonight.

Hannibal felt her go over and second time and felt his cock twitch before spurting his large, thick load deep within her. As his subsided, he began to lift her with his arms to rock further down his cock, but at a gentler pace. He was still fully hard and the change of pace would drive Margaery mad.

Jorah knew he was behind on their wager, so his mouth found a sensitive breast and began to suckle eagerly.

Daenerys smiled and kissed him deeply. Having no knowledge of the wager, she was content to be held and to have his heat fill her up and further stoke the flames inside her in turn. Heat pooled in her core from his release and from the arousal get built inside her.

Still her body grew rigid as tension seized her body. She felt another orgasm coming soon enough.

The heat of Hannibal's release triggered her arousal further. As if to keep his seed inside her, her walls gripped tight and squeezed around his cock.

The change of pace did indeed drive her mad and she moaned in a combination of frustration and arousal. She leaned up to kiss him hard and bite his lip. "Harder, please my love..." she growled.

Jorah felt her on the brink and drove her harder to send her over. He wanted to give her pleasure so that he could begin building to another release and plant another child within her here in the red keep.

Hannibal chuckled at her words as he continued to fuck her steadily. He was taking her to the edge and keeping her there. He was going to send her over seconds after Jorah finally satisfied his wife a second time. He wanted to show that he knew how to satisfy his wife fully.

Daenerys cried out as she felt her core clamp around his cock. Her body arched and she gasped for breath as her entire body began to tighten and constrict. She could feel the heat pooling and tightening in her core, ready to burst. She cried out his name loudly, competing with Margaery as her body quaked beneath him and she came hard.

Margaery smirked at how loud Daenerys proclaimed her pleasure as Jorah sent her over. She clenched his shoulders as her own pleasure mounted. Margaery cried out sharply, feeling herself ready to burst.

"Hannibal, gods don't stop, so close-!" Margaery gasped.

Jorah groaned lowly when he felt her go over hard. He began moving even harder and faster. He wanted to tie two of her releases together to win the wager. Gods with how tight she was he was close to his own release as well.

Hannibal smirked as he heard the combined sounds of pleasure from both Danaerys and Margaery. He then picked up the pace as he bit down on Margaery's neck to leave a dark mark of his own. He would likely find his own release as well when she went over again.

Daenerys felt her entire body just reacting and giving into the pure pleasure. The moans from her and Margaery and the wet sound of clicks filling the women echoed off the walls. She cried out over and over, relishing in her release even as she felt her core clamping tighter, gearing for another release. It was almost painful. But she cried out for Jorah in absolute bliss, a slave to her desire and instincts.

Pure delight rushed through Margaery as she felt him bite down on her neck. The pain melted into pleasure and she screamed out loud for Hannibal. The bite sent her over, her orgasm crashing through her as she came hard and heat and tingling pleasure rushed through her.

Jorah heard when they lost, but he did not stop as he wanted to bring her to pleasure again. He continued to drive into her to send them both over into pleasure together.

Hannibal slid deep within her as he reached his climax as well. He stayed deep within her as he went to their bed and laid her ion her back. He began to focus entirely on kissing over her breasts and sensitive neck. He had won, but he knew his wife was not yet fully sated.

Daenerys cried out as she felt her body quivering. "Come with me," she begged. She wanted to feel his heat fill her as they both achieved absolute bliss. "My Jorah, come with me!"

Her core clenched around his cock, ready to drink every drop of his release.

Margaery breathed heavily for a few minutes as Hannibal set her down on the bed. The press of his lips over her skin and her breasts made her cry out softly. "Gods, Hannibal," she whined. The feeling of his release filling up her core made her tremble and quake. But it wasn't enough, indeed she wanted more. If she wasn't already pregnant, she would have begged for him to give her another child.

Jorah kissed her deeply as he slammed deep within her and flooded her core with his seed. Gods she felt fantastic! He hoped she would tumble over with him in this moment as they enjoyed their sweeet bliss together.

Hannibal smirked as he continued to work over her breasts. He loved her breasts and enjoyed teasing and tasting them. Especially when he knew she was producing milk. It added additional sweetness to her already sweet flavor.

The way he slammed into her and filled her up with his seed, feeling his heat flood her core, Daenerys went over almost immediately. His release triggered her own. Sweet bliss indeed, they did share in it at the same time. Daenerys leaned up and kissed Jorah hard as her body quaked and convulsed beneath him.

Her breasts were so very sensitive and he knew it. Especially when she was with child. Margaery cried out softly as he teased over her breasts. Her nipples began to leak the sweet milk her son drank and that their next baby would need. Margaery carded her fingers through Hannibal's hair to keep him close to her breast. Loving the feeling of his lips and tongue at her nipple.

Jorah groaned as he held her tight for fear of dropping her his arms were so tired. He took a few moments to look deep within her eyes before glancing at the bed where the other two were continuing their pleasure. He was silently asking her if she wanted to join them on the bed or not .

Hannibal felt how she arched and writhed beneath him as he continued to work over her breasts eagerly.

Daenerys saw how he glanced to the bed and nodded eagerly. She wanted to feel him lay her beside the other couple. Their combined sounds created a Symphony of lust. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, her legs as well. Daenerys kissed him deep as he moved and pressed her breasts tight against his chest.

Margaery saw how Jorah moved towards the bed and kissed Hannibal deep, chuckling against his lips. "My king...I love you," she whispered in High Valyrian.

Her nipples continued leaking steadily, permitting him to drink her milk freely if he desired. "You're stealing milk from our baby, though," she laughed teasingly.

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