Novel & Cerita Khal Drogo Daenerys Wedding Night

DRACO'S POV I stared down at her, chest still heaving from the violent rush of my second release, watching the way her chest rose and fell in frantic, ragged gasps. The sight of her... kneeling on the bare floorboards, lips bruised and swollen, with my seed dripping obscenely from her chin, sent a jolt of dark, intoxicating electricity straight through my veins. Fuck!, I was already addicted. The mere thought of letting her walk out of this room, of handing her over to the wolves or throwing her out into the cold streets, made a vicious, possessive knot tighten in my gut.

In the end, with Vincent by my side, I picked out a new wedding dress. Both families were happy with the match, and the wedding was set for three days later. On the day of the ceremony, I stepped out with a smile. The cars had just started moving when Hendrick blocked the convoy. "Madeline!" he shouted. "I'm giving you one last chance. If you come with me now, I'll protect you no matter what, even if it means running from the Chavezes forever. You said before, you couldn't feel my love. Now I'm here. I'll prove to everyone that I love you!"

The pregnancy had made me even more sensitive — every ridge of his cock dragged perfectly against my walls, forcing unwanted moans from my throat. By the time we reached his volcanic fortress, the battle had followed us. Golden dragons clashed with crimson ones in the skies above. Explosions of fire lit up the mountain. Draven burst through the massive gates, guards scrambling to seal them behind us, and didn’t stop until he reached his inner sanctum — the same obsidian chamber where he’d first broken me. He threw me down onto the massive bed and was on me instantly.

Ozaiah states. The Alpha King turns to face me, and I grow smaller. He raises his hand his braids catch my attention—the weave of his hair symbolizes the victories he has won. “I, Khal Drogo, Alpha and King of Basgiath.…” He begins but narrows as he looks toward Gareth. “What is her name?” he growls, and my brother blurts it out. “I, Khal Drogo, Alpha of the barbarians and King of Basgiath, the unburnt, take Akemi Ravenscar as my human mate.” He dips his hand into a bowl filled with red liquid and marks my forehead.

I see why they had to run away, earlier I could not understand why they were running. I later learned the truth from Julie as we rode and the two of them kept on chasing us when I asked him, "why the chase Julie?" Julie then opened up to me and said, "I and my lover Isabelle were never adventurers we only took it up as a way to survive king Drox's harsh treatment of Witches!" I then figured out that King Drox also forbid marriage between two different forms of human life, in Westeros and all its conquered territory marriage between two different species is strictly forbidden.

“And what you did. This is unheard of. If word gets out that you, the ruthless Rogue Alpha, married a girl with royal blood, it will stain our country.” “I did not force her, did I?” Drogo asks evenly. “We married because we are in love.” I almost choke, barely managing to stay silent. “In love?” The female elder arches a brow. “Alpha Aldric told us what truly happened. Your marriage had nothing to do with love. In fact, we are certain you did this deliberately.” “Think whatever you want,” Drogo replies coolly. “Are you here to give me what I asked for? My wife is not pleased with how secretive I’ve been about the wedding.”

I said smiling at her and handed her the cup with my blood. She took it and looked me in the eyes, "I Arya Knox, princess of Zanaerys, daughter of Alpha Maximo Knox and Luna Hannia Knox accept you my King Alpha Lanox North as my mate and life partner and I accept my bond with the North Clan as their Luna Queen, I promise to be fair and protect them." said Arya and I could not help but raise my head with pride, as she took from the cup, drinking my blood, sealing our union with her words.

She melted into him, letting the tension slip away. They fell together in the grass, under the moon, claiming each other with hands and mouths and whispered promises. Later, as they lay tangled in each other’s arms, Aria whispered, “What if I lose myself?” Kade kissed her shoulder. “Then I’ll find you. Every time. In every life.” --- The next morning, a blood-soaked rider arrived at the gates. He collapsed, gasping. “The Night King… he’s moving. Southward. With thousands. Wolves, shadows, monsters we’ve never seen. He’s burning the world.”

and without his conscious his mind again running errands in thought of his deceased Destined mate…. “NOW THAT OUR PRINCE DRACO HAD CHOSEN ARGENTUM AS HIS MATE, THEIR MATING CEREMONY WILL BE HELD ON FULL MOON NIGHT, WHICH IS FALLING ON 28 DAYS FROM TODAY” royal Dragon minister Jotovelt announced loudly and clapped his hands together in happiness Memory- 7 (End) Third person POV: “Draco… Draco… are you even listening to me?” Saltus said by gently nudging Draco “hu… Huh….?” Draco was baffled

“But I didn’t have a choice.” Kira squeezes my hand tightly, “But you do now. Tomorrow morning, you and Rae will disappear forever, and the Lynch’s won’t be able to do anything about it,” she smiles faintly. “You just have to get through tonight.” I squeeze her hand back, mustering all the courage I have, “I know….” I whisper. “I can do this.” I release Kira’s hand and open the car door softly before stepping out. “See you in a few hours” Kira nods and I quietly close the car door, walking quietly up the driveway.