Chapter16: "I am yours!" and "You are mine!"

Daenerys POV

It had been a day since their fight in the Godswood. Daenerys no longer went to sleep in their room because she was still hurt by his behavior. She didn't know why, but Jon's decision had hurt her deeply. It was as if he didn't trust her. After these two beautiful weeks, Daenerys thought that they were getting closer, that they began to trust each other, but apparently, it was only from her side.

Daenerys remembered that beautiful moment in the Godswood. It was so nice to kiss him, feel his hands on her, and especially when he returned that kiss, so greedily and passionately. His kisses were thousands of times better than Daario's.

And she was disappointed when Jon stopped that beautiful moment, breaking the kiss. She has never felt this way before, towards anyone, even Daario. The man she thought she was in love with.

She decided to leave the room and go outside to get some fresh air and clear her mind.

As she crossed the hall, Daenerys meets Catelyn Tully, walking with an evil smile on her lips, before stopping in front of her.

" How is your life with the king? My sources have informed me that the bastard has not yet consumed the marriage. Your position is even more in danger, considering that tomorrow he will leave for the Wall and will never return."

"Your sources are wrong," Daenerys replied, seeing Catelyn frowning. Approaching Daenerys added "The king, my husband, consumed our marriage a long time ago, taking me in every way a man can take a woman. Like a true wolf. He gives me unimaginable pleasure, and me to him. Things that your Septons don't teach. And soon I will give birth to the future King of the North."

Daenerys saw how Catelyn looked at her with hate and said, "You're such a whore."

"Not as much as you are. That for power, you seduce a king, intruding in a happy marriage," replied Daenerys with a harsh tone, recalling Jon's words. "I don't think this is what the Septons teach you. And my husband, the King, is not a bastard, but a legitimate one, of pure and noble blood. And he descends from a lineage of great Kings, and from the blood of the dragons and wolves. You, on the other hand, come from a family that owes its title and its wealth to House Targaryen. "

Daenerys saw how furious Catelyn was: "You're such a whore, like the one from the brothels, who opens her legs to the first passing bastard."

"And I'm proud of it," replied Daenerys, Tilting her head up.

At that point, Catelyn said with a smirk, "You say you've been lying with the king every day, and yet you aren't pregnant. I became pregnant with my Ned the first time we lay together." Then, as he walked away, she said, "When you will not give an heir to the king, you will become the laughter of the whole Kingdom, and everyone will laugh in your face. Soon the bloodline of that Dornish whore will fade with her bastard son, and the noble and pure blood of the Tully will rule over Westeros."

Daenerys feeling the anger growing wanted to respond, but Catelyn had already gone. And thinking back to what Catelyn said, she knew she had to take the situation into her own hands and make her the first step.

Now she had to go find Missandei to help her prepare for tonight.

Leaving the fortress, Daenerys saw Missandei talking to Grey Worm, who was watching the Unsullied and was

smiling. Apparently, she overcame her shyness and started to be bolder, since it seems that, the young men of the North were shy with women as was their king.

Arriving at them, she cleared her throat, and they both turned to her, "Your grace." They greeted her both.

"I need to talk to Missandei," replied Dany, and her friend smiled at Grey, and they began to walk.

As they walked through the courtyard to head toward the Godswood, Missandei asked, "Daenerys, what's going on?"

"Not here. In the Godswood," replied Dany. She didn't know why, but Daenerys felt really good there and at peace. When they arrived, she sat on the trunk of the Weirwood, savoring the silence and the northern breeze that touched her face, waving her hair a bit. Now she understood why Jon always came here when he had to make an important decision, or when he had to think or talk about important things. Because here there was no one but the Old Gods.

"Daenerys?"

"I decided to take a step and concede myself to the king," replied Dany closing her eyes.

"And you want to do this out of duty because he's leaving for the Wall or... because you love him?" Missandei asked.

"Because I love him, Missandei," replied Daenerys looking down. "I can't describe this feeling I have. I've never felt this kind of feeling before. It's something new."

"You've never felt this kind of feeling toward...Daario?" Missandei asked, and Daenerys heard with how much despise she said the name.

"Towards Daario was just a purely aesthetic thing. It was more of an infatuation, a crush, mistaken for love, and I liked the words he was saying to me. But now I understand that those were just lies full of poison. I can't wait for him to make a mistake, so Jon can execute him," Daenerys replied, feeling anger and hatred for him but above all shame for herself. For being...in love with a monster and above all blind towards its actions.

"He's too smart to make a mistake. And above all, he is protected by the Boltons."

"Not as smart as Jon. And about the Boltons, I wouldn't worry," Daenerys replied, smiling, thinking back to the trap that Jon set for them.

"You place a lot of trust in Jon, don't you?"

"Yes. He's the man I would trust the most with my life."

"Even if there were a chance that he wouldn't love you?"

"He loves me, Missandei. And I'm sure of that. I heard him confess it on one of the mornings when he thought I was sleeping."

"So that's why you fell in love with him?" Missandei asked smiling.

"No," Daenerys seriously replied, "You know, before I met Jon, I thought Daario was the most handsome man on earth. But when I first saw Jon, on the coronation day, wearing the armor of House Stark, I was struck by his beauty. The beautiful dark brown eyes and the beautiful black curly hair, that I recently discovered how much I love to put my hands through them," and chuckling. "And don't make me start talking about his body. By the gods, he has such beautiful abs." And thinking about his body, she felt she was getting wet between her legs, so she decided to change the subject. Crossing her legs, to suppress the rise of pleasure that was growing between her legs thinking of his body, Daenerys was ready to change the subject, but Missandei immediately asked, " His abs? And when did you see them?"

"One day after training, he went to wash his upper body, and he took off his tunic. So I watched his forms," and she felt a little embarrassed to tell her friend about the episode.

"Dirty little girl," said Missandei chuckling.

"Missandei!? I'm his wife. I am allowed to admire my husband's magnificent forms," she replied with a smirk and an offensive face.

"And not only that, from what I have seen and heard. You attracted a lot of attention that day in the yard."

"That' s good," replied Daenerys chuckling, "So everyone will know he's mine... And I'm his. Anyway, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. Taking a breath and gathering ideas, he said, "I want you to help me prepare for the king. For tonight."

Missandei smiled and said, "Then we'd better begin."

After Missandei prepared her, Daenerys went to their room and entered and saw that Jon wasn't there yet. She headed for the bed and lay down on his side. On the pillow, there was still his scent. Looking towards the door Daenerys began to think about what was going to happen tonight and began to dream of what it would feel like to have him inside her.

After a while, she heard the door open and Jon entered. Seeing her in the room he had an expression, but he smiled, "Daenerys, I didn't know you were here."

"I wanted to apologize for my behavior and my reaction," Dany answered honestly.

"You don't have to apologize, Dany. You were right. I should have talked to you before I decided. When I became king I promised myself that I wouldn't do as previous kings did," Jon said, looking at her, and Dany was impressed by his words, and that made her fall in love even more, and above all desire him more and more. Then she heard him laugh and Dany asked curiously, "What's so funny?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered stories about the Targaryen Queens, Daena and the first Daenerys, and about their temperament. They were beautiful queens...and fiery. The first with a more warrior spirit, the second with a more refined beauty, and you, dear Dany, embody both their qualities But now if you will excuse me... "

She doesn't let him finish, because she got up and immediately ran to kiss him passionately on the lips.

Then, grabbing his tunic with both hands, he pulled him towards the bed, making him fall over himself, and opening her legs. Daenerys was wearing a fairly wide dress, but underneath she was wearing nothing, she was naked.

He chuckled and began to kiss her hungrily, and with his left hand he began to raise her dress from below, caressing her thigh, and her hand rose more and more up, and this sent heat into her body, and especially made her wet, with his erection pressed over there. Then Daenerys began to travel with his hand downwards, caressing his muscles through his tunic.

When he stopped, to look at her, with that look full of lust and love, she began to caress his cheek.

His face was illuminated by the candles in their room and seeing him now and knowing what they were going to do, Daenerys began to think about how his child would look like. Will he have curly, silvery hair, or straight, black hair? Will he have purple eyes, or dark brown ones, like those of his beautiful father? Jon started kissing her on the neck and with the other hand, he continued to caress the thigh, and she smiled closing her eyes savoring the pleasure.

"What are you thinking about?" Jon asked, while he kept kissing her, but she didn't answer, instead, she put her hand on his pulsating erection in his trousers, and he groaned.

"A child," she answered smiling, but he immediately stopped, getting up and cleaning his lips. Daenerys frowned at his wave, and asked confused, and also hurt by that "What's wrong?"

"You ask me what's wrong?" Jon asked, in an angry tone. "I don't know. Let me think about it. A child!?"

"What's wrong if I want a child, Jon?" Daenerys replied in the same tone, standing up, and adjusting his dress.

He turned to her and it seemed that what she just told him made him even more furious.

"Tell me Daenerys why do you want a child?" asked Jon, putting his hands on his hips, and furrowing his eyebrow. "Do you want it because it will give you power over the north and the title of queen if I had to die at the Wall, or is it because you really want it, because you love me and it would be the fruit of our love? Because if it's the first one, I don't want to make a child for your lust of power. I'd rather not have them than let him spend that life."

She was speechless, confused and above all could not understand what he was saying.

"Jon I don't understand why it's so hard for you to give me a child. I've seen that you're not indifferent to my body, that I attract you, so I don't understand your problem," she replied, crossing her arms in front of her chest and looking him in the eye.

"I don't want my son to live in an unhappy marriage." And she was taken aback by that, because she thought their marriage was quite happy, considering that they had just gotten married.

"What do you mean, Jon?"

"My mother, after my father married the Tully, was very unhappy, and we were treated badly. On his wedding day with that woman, I promised to the Old Gods that I would lie with a woman who loves me and wants me and that I would have children with that woman."

But she still didn't understand and told him to continue.

"And I promised that I would only marry one woman, no matter if it made me happy or unhappy. Do you understand Dany?" he said and then left for the room where was the bathtub, leaving her open-mouthed and speechless. Daenerys was even more confused and didn't know if these words meant that he loved her or not.

But, she decided not to waste this opportunity, because tomorrow he will leave, and she may never see him again.

Taking her courage, Daenerys walked to the room where the bathtub was, and for a brief moment she saw him completely naked from behind before he entered. Those muscular shoulder blades of his back, the powerful thighs... and that beautiful ass that seemed carved by the gods.

Shaking her head and licking her lips, Daenerys began to approach.

"Jon," she called him softly.

"Hmm" replied with his head resting backward, his elbows on the edges and his eyes closed.

Stopping on the right side of the bathtub, Dany began to observe him, with his eyes closed, and she saw his manhood growing in the water. She smirked and directed her attention back to his face.

"Jon. You're right. When I came here a part of me wanted that. A child. That he would allow me to maintain my position and protect me from the threats of your stepmother," stopping, she took a breath and continued, "But that's not the only reason." And then Jon opened his eyes, looking toward her, with those beautiful dark brown eyes that she couldn't get out of her mind.

Daenerys felt her heart beating fast, and decided to confess her feelings "Jon the main reason I came is that I want you. I want you ardently and I fell in love with you. I know we've only been married for a month, but I have." Sighing added, "You know, when we got married, I wanted to hate you, but the problem was that the more I tried to hate you, the more I was falling in love with you. Your behavior towards me, your concern, were such new things for me, and that always struck me. It wasn't like that with Daario. And I started to love our evenings together, and especially that you started to open yourself with me telling me your stories and your thoughts. That's why I reacted that way in the Godswood. Knowing that you don't trust me, it really hurt me. "

Jon remained motionless and looked at her without answering. Daenerys thought that she had crossed the line they had set themselves. Her heartbeat even faster, and her breath was rapid. These minutes of silence were killing her.

"Then we're two," replied Jon in a low voice. "I've been in love with you since the first day I saw you. When you accompanied me during the coronation," he continued, rubbing her hand, "You were so beautiful. And when your father told me that you were going to be my wife, I was the happiest man in the world." He started to laugh and she was laughing with him.

But then he became serious and said, leaving her hand, "Then came the day of our wedding. I was happy. But the happiness did not last long and when I found out that you were against it, and above all forced. It was as if the world collapsed on my back. And it was all my fault for that. I should have been more informed, and above all, I should have talked to you. Now you'd be married happily, to a man you would love."

"Or with a monster," Daenerys replied immediately. She knew that Jon was the best man that she could ever find. Bending down, Daenerys turned his face with her hand and asked, "Jon, do you still believe the words you confessed the morning after our wedding? That your heart belongs to me?"

He stroked her face and said yes, and she gives him a chaste kiss on the lips. Then breaking the contact Daenerys asked, "Can I join you in the tub?" And he nodded.

Without hesitation, Daenerys took off her dress and stood naked before him, and saw that his eyes were traveling down her body. She smiled, even though she was a bit embarrassed. But Daenerys remembered her mother's words, 'Daenerys, be bold. Men like that and especially when women take control. You're a dragon, never bend down.'

So without hesitation, Daenerys entered the bathtub, sitting in his lap, and both gasped when his manhood touched her womanhood. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Daenerys began to kiss him lovingly, and slowly, but then with more ferocious and their tongues battling for control. As she moved her hips, her breast was touching his warrior's chest, and his manhood was throbbing into her belly, and feeling that sensation, Daenerys remembered one more thing her mother told her about a certain way to please a man.

She smirked thinking about what she intended to do. So kissing him one last time on the lips, she asked with a smile on her lips and a trepidation, "Jon would you do something for me?"

"Anything, my queen" he replied leaning, kissing her shoulder, and she giggled "Jon!"

"Hmm..." he replied, continuing to kiss her shoulder and then adding "I," with small kisses towards the top, "can't," he kissed her near her ear, along her jaw, "do," and under, "nothing," and then returned to her lips, "my queen. I have waited too long for this. And you are the most beautiful sight in this world."

And Daenerys all the time giggled. Then moving backward a little, she began to look him in the eyes and asked again, "Jon, would you do something for me?"

"What?" He asked.

"Would you sit on the edge of the bathtub?"

"Why?" asked Jon, with a confused expression.

Nuzzling him with her nose she said, "Trust me."

"Always!" he replied, standing up and sitting on the edge, even if he was embarrassed and a bit red. At that point, Daenerys began to observe him. The contraction of the muscles of his shoulders, his chest, which began to breathe quickly, and then her gaze rested on the object of her desire.

Her mother always told her how men loved it when women used their mouths on their members, but that was not a situation for noblewomen but for the whores of the brothels. But her mother, Rhaella, also said that it was for that reason that the men went to the brothel because their wives did not want to do certain things to please them. So Daenerys didn't want to be like that, and she certainly didn't want her Jon to go to the brothels, or to other women. And this feeling of ... jealousy and possession was the awakening to the dragon inside her.

She can see a drop of precum leaking from the tip. She leans in, gently licks the bead off and hears him moan. She closes her eyes and puts her mouth around him. She knows she will not be good at this, but she can hope to bring him some pleasure.

She moves her lips and tongue in ways she never thought of using them before. And is urged on by the sounds he is making. Gasps and groans... curse words muttered under his breath. They make her want to continue until her lips are swollen and her knees are asleep from kneeling. She feels his hands go to her head and lightly press downward. She looks up through her lashes and sees his eyes are shut... he's content...

She smiles within her mind and continues. She uses her tongue as much as she can and his grip tightens. He pulls on her hair slightly and she moans. He shivers and his hips jolt upward. Making her gag. She takes her mouth away from his cock and coughs.

"I am sorry..." he mutters. She looks up at him and sees his eyes are lidded; staring down at her. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and one of his own moves from her head to her cheek. She smiles and leans forward. She lightly kisses the tip of his cock and his mouth gapes open. His eyes shut again, and she puts her mouth around him once more.

And she hears him say, "Daenerys I'm going to..."

His breathing comes out in small pants and his fingers tighten in her hair. She moves her mouth up and down, while using her tongue to caresses the length of him and soon... he releases inside of her mouth. Semen shoots to the back of her throat, and she winces. His hands keep her in place and once he lets go, she spits the cum from her mouth. She stares at the fluid mixed with saliva floating on top of the bathwater then back up to him, smiling.

He sits in the tub again, said, " Old gods, Dany. You are a dream come true, and what you did with your mouth was...sensational. Who taught you that?"

She giggled listening to his words because it meant that she was able to please him.

"No one. Or rather, she gave me some advice, but know Jon that you are the first one. I hope now you'll give me what I want."

"Of course, I'll," answered Jon trying to get up. But she stopped him "Dany I think it's better if we do it on the bed."

"No Jon. I want to do it here in the bathtub."

"But you're still a virgin. I don't think it's very..."

"No! I want to do it here, Jon, and I want to be in control of the situation with my own rhythm."

" Okay. I'm in your hands." And she puts her hand back on his cock, but he stops her "You are my first Dany."

She nodded and smiled. Apparently, both were inexperienced and that meant that if this first time goes wrong, he will not blame her.

As she placed her hand on his cock, Daenerys felt that he was already getting hard, and she was surprised at the effect she had on him. But unsure of how to proceed, she decided to follow her instincts.

She climbed on his lap, and smiling, she slides her cunt along his length for some times. Afterword, she positioned her cunt over the head his cock and began to descend slowly, stiffening a bit as her entrance was beginning to adapt, pulsing, to her member. As she descended more and more, Daenerys felt her walls start to give up and a pain begins to light up, but keep going, not wanting to give up and disappoint him.

She whimpered, squeezing her eyes, when she buried him to the hilt, his head pushed against her womb. He released a growl of pleasure. She couldn't believe she managed to take him all inside her. He was so big, and she knew she was so tight.

"Dany, if it hurts you, we can stop. I don't want you to be hurt."

"No. I just need to stay for a moment, so that my body adapts to your member inside me," she answered by rubbing his cheek. He was so cute when he cared about her. Any woman would fall in love with him, and with his good and kind soul. Kissing him on the lips, she took his hands and placed them on her breasts.

Then she began to slowly rise and fall, and when the pain was fading, She started to move her hips a little more as she enjoyed the way his cock filled her cunt so perfectly. She began to ride him hard and fast. She bent over and kissed his plump lips as she continued her assault. She felt the way his cock twitched inside of her causing waves of pleasure to wash over her as her climax neared.

He sat up as she rode him, and she was surprised he grabbed her hair and pulled it, causing her to move her head backward and exposed her neck to him. He greedily attacked her neck with open-mouthed kisses and started to match the movements of her hips with deep thrust of his own. He moved his mouth from her neck to her breast as he continued fuck her hard. Soon you could only hear moans and growls and splashing of water. Her back started to ache, and she could feel her climax.

"Jon I'm about to…" she moaned as he silenced her with a searing kiss. After several more power thrust, she could feel him reaching his peak. "Daenerys I'm about to…" She smiled and kissed him. After a few thrusts, she feels the muscles of her cunt tighten around his cock as he growled and shot his seed deep into her womb. He collapsed on his back, in the tube, with more than half of water out on the room floor, and she collapsed on top of him.

If this was sex it was amassing, even if it was their first time, and she doesn't know how she will be able to resist without him for the next few months. She could feel that her cunt was dripping with his seed, and she prayed that it would take root. She really wanted a child.

"We flooded the room," she said chuckling.

"It happens when a wolf and a dragon make love in a bathtub. But now it's time to go back to bed and rest. Tomorrow I have to leave for the Wall but I promise you that in the morning, I will give you a fuck, that you will remember for the next few months. "

"I can't wait," Daenerys replied, giggling with her legs wrapped around her waist as he carried her to the bed.

This evening will be unforgettable and even his taste in her mouth will be unforgettable.

When they both lay naked in bed Jon hugged her, grabbing one of her breasts.

"Jon."

"Yes."

"You are mine!"

"Yes."

"And I am yours!"

"Yes," he replied, squeezing her breast a little and kissing her on the shoulder.

She smirched and went to sleep.