I’ve never felt this much pure love and outright sexual desire at the same time before, and it’s intoxicating. I reach for Kal’s obviously hard cock, but he grabs my wrist and stops me.

“Uh-uh. Not yet.”

Then he spins me around so that I’m facing away from him and pushes firmly on my shoulders, bending me forward at the waist. He drops to his knees behind me and lifts my chainmail skirt, moving it up to my lower back. The next thing I feel is his tongue on my already wet pussy, licking my lips and pushing in between them.

My stomach clenches at the sensation. Kal tongues my cunt for a while, then tries to reach my clit but falls just short. This isn’t the best position for that. I feel him sliding that tongue back down over my lips again, but he doesn’t stop when he reaches the end and instead begins slowly moving back up the opposite side.

I suck in a breath when I realize where he’s going.

We’ve never done this before.

I’ve never done this before.

But it feels so fucking incredible there’s no way I’m going to stop him. He reaches my opening and as he licks it, I feel like I might actually come. Seriously, an orgasm is building inside of me with every lick. I hope Kal enjoys doing this, because from now on I’m going to make sure he does a lot of it.

He hears my moans getting louder and tongues me hard, then says, “I can’t wait any longer.”

I look back over my shoulder as he stands. Even in the dark, I can see his hard cock distorting the front of his pants. It only takes him a few seconds to free it, and my pussy involuntarily clenches when I get my first glimpse of it. It’s so swollen, so rigid… so BIG.

Then he’s holding my hips as he presses the head of it to my pussy. He knows I’m more than wet enough and doesn’t hesitate at all to push it right in. I gasp at the feeling, bent forward with my hands on my knees, as my new fiancé threatens to split me in two.

He doesn’t, though. My folds part for him and my walls rapidly adjust to this large invader. Good thing, because Kal is on a mission and I doubt I could stop him if I wanted to. The fact that he’s doing this still dressed as Khal Drogo only makes it more delicious. I moan when I feel that orgasm begin to materialize again, my stomach tensing as he repeatedly plunges into me.

Every thrust is exciting, and his pace increases faster than I remember in our previous times together. His own moaning tells me he’s trying in vain to maintain control as he pounds me harder and harder. I start pushing back against him with every thrust, trying like a deranged woman to get all his immense size into me.

Kal grabs my long braids at the back of my head and pulls back towards him. His other hand holds my shoulder tightly for leverage. I feel totally claimed by this man, like he’s taking ownership of my body. It’s such a powerful fantasy come to life that I’m immediately nearing the point of no return. I moan loudly and reach back to grab his hard hips with both hands, urging him to go deeper, harder.

My pussy clenches around his cock as I come all over it. Kal instantly groans and I feel his hot cum spraying inside of me, over and over. For what seems like an eternity, we are locked together, grinding against each other in one of the fiercest, most powerful simultaneous orgasms the universe has ever witnessed.

At least it feels that way to me.

“Here you go, gorgeous.”

Kal sets a steaming mug of coffee in front of me. We’re seated at his breakfast table, naked. He insisted, saying that he’s thought about my naked body for months and wants to look at it as much as possible today.

He certainly viewed it from every conceivable angle last night.

We literally stayed up all night in a luscious ballet of kissing, fondling, fucking, and cuddling. Rinse and repeat, over and over. My pussy’s so sore it hurts to sit, but I don’t regret a single second of what happened in that bed.

“What now?” I ask as I take a bite out of the bagel he just served me. It’s topped with such a stupid amount of cream cheese that I can’t help but smile. He remembered I’m a total cream cheese slut.

“What now?” he repeats my question. “Well, we haven’t even met each other’s family yet. We should probably visit our parents and gently break the news to them. My folks are going to love you.”

“You really think so?” I ask, unsure myself.

“Definitely. I mean, how could they not? You’re amazing.”

“My sisters will lose their shit when they see you,” I say. “Yeah, we definitely need to schedule visits. Not today, though. After what you did to me last night, I can barely walk.”

“Yeah, same here. I think I came more last night than I did all summer.”

“I hope you saved a little for breakfast,” I say, arching an eyebrow.

Kal laughs. “What is that supposed to mean?”

I push my chair back and stand, walking around the table to his side. I take the cream cheese and poke a finger in it, then spread it on my nipple.

I slide a hand behind his neck and pull him forward, shoving my tit in his face. Once he’s licked me clean, I drop to my knees and force his legs apart. Grabbing his thick shaft, I stick the head of it right into the tub of cream cheese.

“Mmm, breakfast,” I say in a raspy voice just before I lower my mouth over him.

I don’t stop when I’ve licked the cream cheese off. A few minutes later, he somehow manages another orgasm, and I swallow it eagerly. When I’ve made sure he doesn’t have another drop to give me, I climb up into his lap and kiss him hard.

Finally coming up for air, he grins and says, “Did you like your breakfast?”

Is he kidding? I love everything about Kal.

“It was delicious. I’m going to do that every morning for the rest of our lives together.”

The look on his face tells me he doesn’t object to that idea.