The Dread Lord of Essos
Chapter 40
Dany stood on the balcony of her beautiful room and shivered. She was wearing a thin, silk dress, and the air was very crisp so early in the morning. Dany loved waking up early so she could watch the fiery morning light bathe the city that she had grown to love. In fact, she had stood out there so often that she would wager that she could draw every building from memory. The only thing that had changed recently was the fact that Harold's army had been marching and performing drills practically nonstop. It made her both excited and nervous. Dany shivered again.
"Are you cold?" a masculine voice said from behind. Daenerys jumped and gave a short yelp in fright. She never heard him walk up. She was about to look over her shoulder even though she knew exactly who the voice belonged to. Instead, his warm hands touched her bare shoulders. Dany's cheeks suddenly felt as though they were on fire. Her face turned pink before letting out a shuddered breath. His hands were caressing her skin. It was made even better by the fact that the thin straps of her dress had already slipped down her shoulders. His touch instantly warmed her body.
"I'm alright now … Thank you," she said, trying to sound confident. She became even warmer when the front of his body pressed against her back. Trying to be subtle, she pushed her bottom against his trouser-clad crotch. Harry ran his fingernails gently down the length of her upper arm, making her body tremble. She jumped slightly when he began speaking in her ear.
"How would you feel about ruling Meereen in my name, Dany?" Harold asked her. She obviously knew that he was about to make a move on the slaver city. He had told everyone close to him almost a week ago. Everyone in the city knew that something was afoot. The constant military drills were an obvious clue. They just didn't know who the unlucky party was. Dany, however, never thought about who he would put in charge of the city. When the words had left his mouth, her heart began pounding. Everything suddenly felt very real.
"R-Right now?" she asked. Dany closed her eyes. She wanted to kick herself for sounding like a frightened child. Harold, however, chuckled.
"I haven't taken the city yet, Dany," he reminded her. Dany blushed red in embarrassment. Harold continued to chuckle in a kind manner. He gently spun her around, and Dany buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her embarrassment. She bit back a moan when his hands slid down the delicate skin of her bare back. Her dress was in the typical style for the young, beautiful, and rich women of Harold's city. As such, there was a lot of bare skin on display. The men of the city certainly loved the latest fashion trends of the city. Even the less wealthy women were getting in on the action. Local vendors were keen to make dresses of similar styles, only out of cheaper material. At the moment, she was very pleased that so much of her skin was on display. It made it easier for Harold's hands to touch her.
"When will you take it?" she asked, removing her head from his chest and looking up into his perfect, green eyes.
"Soon," he told her. "The armies are sailing out today. I'll catch up with them once they pass the Isle of Cedars."
"So soon?" she asked, her eyes wide with shock.
"Winter is nearing. Once winter sets, I will have my hands full and will likely not have much time for war and conquering. Instead, I will look to improve my standing among the other Noble houses of the world through trade."
Dany nodded, understanding. "So you wish me to go to Meereen … alone?" she asked, very nervous.
"Only if you wish to rule … and not alone. I hope that Myrcella will accompany you," he said. That instantly made her feel better. Knowing that her best friend would be there to help and support her was a huge load off of her mind.
"Do you think that I'm ready to rule?" she asked. She greatly valued his opinion after all. Harold smiled at her.
"I don't expect you to leave right away. I can handle the city on my own for a while. If you wish to help me rule my expanding lands, I'll teach you how before letting you take over leadership of Meereen."
Dany let out a deep breath. It was hard for her to concentrate when his hands were sliding up and down her back, and his thumbs were tickling her ribs. She wasn't going to lie to herself. She really loved this city, and she would be more than happy to live the rest of her life here. However, ruling Meereen would be a huge opportunity for her. It was an opportunity that many would kill for, and she meant that literally. She always dreamed of being a Dragonlord and ruling her own lands. While Meereen might not technically be "hers", she would be the woman in charge. Not only that but in a way, it bound her to him. Her face blushed harder when she thought about being his Queen. Harold seemed to be of the same mindset. She gasped as she felt him begin to lower her dress.
"Of course, I would need to make sure that you are loyal to me. Are you willing to give yourself to me, Dany?" Harold asked her. "Mind, body, and soul?" he teased as her dress slipped past her breasts. Her small, perky tits hit the chilly morning air and instantly became rock hard.
"Yes, please," Dany choked out as her thin dress slid down to her waist. Harry stopped there and let the dress rest on her widening hips. His fingers tickled her slim belly. As his fingers climbed up her front, Dany's entire body trembled with wanton need. She had never needed something so badly before. Not even Myrcella's soft kisses could make her body cry out for more like Harold's barest of touches. Her hands shook when his fingertips reached the bottom of her peach-sized breasts. Dany whined as Harold teased her and let his fingers brush over the incredibly soft skin underneath her breasts. Her pink nipples were straining and begging for attention. She tried to squirm around so that his fingers would find the hard, little nubs, but Harold made it clear that he was the one in charge.
"Yes what, Dany?" she heard him ask with more than a little playfulness in his masculine voice. He slowly turned her body back around so that her back was pressed against his front. She could feel how hard he was. It was pressed against her bottom, and Dany couldn't help but rub herself against it.
"I'm yours!" she gasped out as his hands moved higher, encompassing her entire breasts. With her declaration made, one of his hands left her breasts and pushed her dress the rest of the way down. It pooled on the ground at her feet, and before she could step out of it, she felt herself being lifted into his arms. Her lips were captured in a searing kiss, and Dany moaned deeply into his mouth. Her thoughts immediately went to the only other person that she had ever truly kissed. Though she would never admit it to Myrcella's face, Harold was a much better kisser. His soft lips expertly danced against hers while his tongue massaged hers. The sensation of their kiss alone made her ache between her legs. It was an ache that she had never felt before. It was as if her body was begging to be bred. That was why as soon as her back hit the bed, her legs opened, revealing that she was wet and ready.
Harry smiled as his newest conquest opened her smooth legs. As she did, she revealed that her little, pink slit was completely soaked. The look in her eyes was practically manic, Harry thought as he slowly removed his clothes. She was needy, and she was desperate. She wanted him to claim her for his very own. Harry had no problems with that. Daenerys had a lovely face and a beautiful smile. Her violet eyes were big and bright, making her look younger than she actually was. Her silvery-gold hair was tied back in one long fishtail braid that fell over her shoulder and covered one of her small breasts. Harry brushed his hand across her chest and moved it away. Her little, pink nipples were hard, and her breast shook slightly as she lay there trembling, clearly nervous. His eyes lowered down her body and over her slim belly. Her skin was perfect and flawless. No doubt that in her youth, her brother had kept her from roughhousing or any other childish activity that might spoil her body. To him, she was a commodity to be traded. The world was better off without him, Harry thought. Dany certainly was.
Her small belly button was just as cute as the rest of her body. Her hips were starting to flare out from her thin waist. Nothing like Melisandre's womanly form, of course, but then again, most women couldn't compete with the Red Priestess in that regard. Dany was still growing into her body. Harry couldn't wait to see how her body looked once she was done growing. Until then, he would have plenty of fun with the body that she DID have.
Just below her belly button was her smooth, hairless mound. Harry reached out and gently brushed his fingers over it. Her skin was soft and warm, and she gasped when he touched her. Below her mound was her hairless slit that was damp with moisture. Harry could see that her clit was swollen from arousal. The scent coming from between her legs was maddening. As he stepped out of his clothes, his cock was so hard that it was beginning to hurt. Dany's eyes left his and lowered to his erection. She seemed fascinated by it. Slowly, her hand dipped down between her legs, and her fingers began playing with herself. Dany seemed to be acting on autopilot because as soon as she remembered that he was watching her, her hand quickly moved away, and she blushed deeply. Her legs were about to snap closed, but Harry had other plans. His hands snapped out, and he pried her legs back open. His eyes were zoned in on her damp opening. He joined her on the bed and settled himself between her parted thighs.
Dany couldn't believe what was about to happen. Ever since they first met, she fantasized about him constantly. She thought about him during the day and surrendered to him in her dreams. She couldn't count the times she woke up from a dirty dream about him with her hand between her legs. She even thought about him when she was with Myrcella. She watched with bated breath as his head dipped lower. Her legs were wide open, and her womanhood was dripping wet. When his hot breath washed over her virgin pussy, Dany shuddered, and her body squirmed. His lips first touched her mound, and he peppered it with kisses. Dany had never really liked Cersei. She doubted that any other woman in the castle did, besides her daughter, of course. If she was being honest, she thought the older woman was a bit of a bitch. She did, however, teach her a lot of useful things … one of them being that a proper woman of a Noble family should always remove the hair from her body. "Only peasants and back-alley whores walk around with hairy cunts," Cersei had told both her and Myrcella. Now that Harold's face was so close to her womanhood, she was glad that she had listened.
"Oh!" Dany squeaked as he kissed all around her wet slit. Her young body was practically thrashing around by that point. Her hands lay at her sides while her fingers ripped at the luxurious, silk bedsheets that Harold had provided for her. Lifting her legs up, she rested them over his shoulders and threaded her fingers through his hair. Her chest was rapidly rising and falling as her excitement grew. Dany whined when his lips suddenly moved to the insides of her thighs instead of her hard clit. It still felt good though, she thought as he kissed her up to the inside of her knee. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the back of her knees and pushed her legs forward. Her body was folded, and her lower half was completely exposed. Every hole was ripe for the taking, she realized as she turned her head in embarrassment. When his finger tickled her virgin asshole, Dany squealed and quickly turned her head back to him with wide eyes. Harold was staring into her eyes while smirking. He was the one in control, and they both knew it.
"You're so wet, Dany," he told her. Dany didn't verbally answer. Instead, her face just turned a darker shade of pink. She watched as Harold ran his finger up and down the length of her slit. With her body folded in half, her lips looked extra plump, she suddenly realized. His finger would push between her smooth, damp lips until it slipped through the top. When he dragged his arousal-slickened finger back down, he made sure to rub it against her asshole. Dany couldn't take it anymore.
"Cum-ming!" she cried out in a slight stutter as her body bucked hard. She could feel a torrent of pussy juice leaking out of her spasming cunt and dripping down over her tightest hole. Her pussy was contracting, and her asshole was puckering. Meanwhile, Harold had her body pinned in the same position. It appeared that he wasn't done having fun with her just yet.
Dany was thrashing around and didn't notice that he had moved her into position until she felt something very big resting against her sensitive pussy. Looking down, she gasped as she realized just how big he truly was. With his cock fully hard and resting against her pussy and belly, it looked as though it might tear her insides apart if he were to fully thrust into her. She never got the chance to communicate her fears. Harry thrust back and forth, running the underside of his cock along her damp cunt. Dany closed her eyes as her orgasm began to flare again. The thick head of his cock hit her clit which made her squeal before he placed the tip against her opening. She felt him put a slight amount of pressure, causing the head to slip inside of her. He didn't go any further.
"Are you ready to become one of mine?" he asked her seriously. Dany nodded her head so fast that she feared that she might have looked comical while doing so. He hooked his arms underneath her knees and pushed forward. Dany cried out as she was properly penetrated for the first time. Her voice was muffled by Harold's mouth as he captured her soft pink lips in a deep kiss. Wrapping her arms around him, Dany melted into the kiss and even deepened it further. She could feel his massive girth stretching her insides. When he first pushed in, it hurt very much, but suddenly, for some strange reason, the pain disappeared and it began to feel incredible. Her walls tightened and clutched his thrusting cock. After only a few thrusts, the sounds coming from below were incredibly wet and lewd. Her body's first instinct was to wrap its legs around his waist and keep him buried deep inside of her, but the best she could do was clamp down on his shaft while trying to milk a thick load from his bloated, cum-filled sack. Whatever she was doing was working, she thought as Harold moaned into her mouth. Her face flushed with happiness at making him feel so good. Trying even harder, she squeezed down on him which made his hips move even faster.
The coil in her belly continued to grow with every thrust. Dany had experienced plenty of orgasms before, some by her own hands and some by Myrcella's. None of them felt as big as this one was shaping up to be. Her eyes were fluttering, and her hands were clutching his muscular arms. Her insides were hugging him tightly as the tip of his magnificent cock drilled deep within her, ramming into her g-spot before battering her cervix. Her breathing intensified just as her vision was growing cloudy. The intensity of it all was actually scaring her slightly.
"H-Harold?" she begged as he pushed forward a bit more, causing the head of his cock to stimulate her g-spot even more. Instantly, Dany's toes curled, and her back arched violently. Lights flashed behind her eyes as her mouth opened wide with a silent scream. Her pussy squeezed his cock so tightly that Harry was surprised that it didn't snap off. He moaned deeply into her delicate, slender neck. Her body was shaking and thrashing while her hips bucked wildly. Meanwhile, Harry continued to fuck her with wild abandon. If she wanted to be one of his, she would need to know what was in store for her. Still, she WAS fairly young, and he did want to take it easy on her. As such, he flipped her onto her belly and lifted her ass up by the hips. As his eyes lingered on her wet cunt, he could see fat drops of arousal leaking down her slit and dripping off of her swollen clit. He palmed her pussy and rubbed her juices all over her mound and lower belly. Her entire lower half was drenched in her juices. The scent of sex was thick in the air, and Harry wouldn't have it any other way. Placing the tip of his cock against her asshole to tease her, he pushed down on her little hole causing Dany to squeak and clench her cheeks shut. Harry laughed heartily as the young woman continued to spasm from the intense orgasm that she had just had.
Dany's small hands gripped the sheets tightly while biting down on them. Behind her, Harold was slapping her slick cunt with his cock like a club. When he slipped back into her, Dany was stretched from a new angle. She choked out a gasp into the bed as he pushed all the way forward until his hips slapped against her ass. She was breathing heavily as he waited for her body to adjust. Harold held her firmly by her slender waist and rubbed her lower back lovingly. Not long after, he had had enough waiting. Gripping her waist tightly, he slammed his hips forward hard enough to make her cheeks ripple. She squealed into the sheets as he seemed to hit completely different spots inside of her than before. The new spots were just as pleasurable as the others.
There wasn't much that she could do other than lay there face down, ass up as her newest lover sculpted her body to fit his massive size. Over and over she came. Once, she even passed out and woke up soon after. The brute behind her never stopped fucking her. He treated her body as though he owned it. Suddenly, she remembered that she agreed to be his. She offered herself to him … mind, body, and soul he had said. Dany had agreed. She belonged to him now. She didn't know why, but that thought immediately made her cum harder than ever before. She cried out pathetically as her slick walls squeezed him for all they were worth. She heard him grunt, and Dany suddenly felt him release inside of her. Her insides became warm, and Dany mewled sexily at the thought of being seeded by him. Unable to control her new urges, she dropped down onto her back and begged him to join her. As soon as he lowered himself, she kissed him passionately, not wanting to let him go.
Harry, of course, didn't mind. The coming days were sure to be long and exciting. He was more than happy to spend some more time with his newest minion.
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