Sorry it took so long to post this "bonus" chapter.

Brienne didn't answer him. There was nothing right now that she wished for more than to disappear or for any of this not to have happened. Should she give in to her desire and lust and let him, like she had in her dream? Or should she send him away? The dream was so real; she was still high. She had no regrets in her dream. She was not aware it was one. If she allowed him then, why shouldn't she allow him now? All the Gods that could look inside her heart, mind, and soul right now would know that she really wanted him. Wanted to feel him inside her - for real this time. She was still so very much turned on from her dream. She had to bite her lip so that her mind could not ask him if he would take her from behind like he had in her dream. If Jaime hadn't really taken her maidenhead, then her first time should not be in that position. She felt embarrassed and flushed that she was already thinking about different positions. Tormund could see she was struggling. Fighting a battle in her mind, he could never have understood why women do. Men don't, well not the free folk anyway. There was never thinking if they should or should not take a woman. If you wanted to do it, you did it. However, Tormund wanted to do it her way, and on her terms. He never wanted a woman as more as he wanted Brienne, and not just for a good night. She has captured his heart, and he surrendered it without a fight without realizing it. He wanted her forever if the Gods are willing to spare them from the battle.

"We need to sleep. We have a battle soon." Brienne tried to reason, shocked at how breathless she still sounded, still not looking at him. She was torn in two by Jaime and Tormund before, now she was torn between her heart and mind. The one wanted to give in, while the other was struggling not to.

"Aye, even more reason not to deny what we both want. We might not survive." Tormund said and Brienne looked at him sharply, locking eyes with him. He suddenly felt like an asshole for using the line men usually do. It wasn't a lie to get in her bed. It was the truth. They might not survive the battle, and he would die complete if he knew he had, even for a moment, the woman, his heart for once truly desired.

Brienne didn't take what he said as a way to get what he wanted. She didn't take Tormund as a fellow that needed any sweet talk. He spoke the truth and even if her body already won the battle over wanting him, her mind should just as well. This could be her only night to feel and be treated like a woman for once, and by a man who wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Brienne moved and stood up from her bed slowly while her eyes never left his. She reached for her nightgown to take it off when he threw down his weapons and moved towards her swiftly.

"No, no." He said as he stilled her hands and she looked at him confusedly. "Let me." he continued.

One hand reached for her cheek gently and he traced it with his thumb. He was amazed at his gentleness. He wanted to take her hard, wild and fast, so overwhelmed he felt for her. But somehow, his heart was in control. The first for him. He was never gentle, and yet with her all he wanted was to treat her like a proper lady. He doesn't even know how to treat a lady, he wanted to laugh and thanked the Gods he didn't. She would have been offended. She would have thought he was laughing at her. His eyes left hers. He was looking at her lips. His thumb was tracing her lips now and it parted for him. She was still slightly panting from her dream. Oh, must have been some dream! I get to make it real for her.

"Tell me what ye want my lady?" Tormund asked shyly. He knew how to treat a woman to bring out the best pleasure, but somehow he felt that her dream was hanging over him. What did he do to her in her dream that made her react? Will he be as good as she thought he was? He soon cleared his mind from all doubts. He could not doubt himself now, it would bring great failure. He knew how to make her scream his name again.

"You..." She started and he gave her no chance to complete her sentenced when he captured her mouth with his and a fierce kiss even if he wanted to be gentle, the first kiss must show her how crazy she drives him. She met his fierce kiss with a wildfire of her own. It surprised him for a moment but was happy she was not scared off by his wild side. Their tongues danced skillfully like they've kissed a thousand times before. His hands traveled down her sides like it was his territory. It moved to her back and over her ass and he took hands full and squeezed it. The low groan in his throat woke up another part in Brienne she never knew existed. She reached for his clothes and started to remove his layers swiftly.

Tormunds' hands left her ass and reached for her gown and pulled it off too swiftly. He had to remind himself to be gentle. It was her first time. But her wildness made it hard for him to go slow and gentle. He stopped kissing her and took a small step back. He needed and wanted to see her in all her glory. He inhaled sharply. Brienne started to feel shy and she wanted to cover herself but stopped when he spoke.

"Ye'r even more beautiful than in my dreams." Tormund said as his eyes traveled down her form.

He closed the distance between them once more and captured her mouth even wilder than before. He could not help himself. Brienne returned the kiss eagerly as wild and she would not feel ashamed of it. She drew him even closer when she wrapped her arms around him and felt his hardness against her. She moaned at the very thought of what's to come. Her sounds drove him crazy. She was making those sweet sounds again like she had when he came into her tent.

His hands found her ass once more, only this time to lift her up. Brienne stopped the kiss and look into his eyes. She was amazed by the strength this man possessed. It didn't seem that he was struggling with her weight. She wrapped her legs around him, and her aim was, without meaning it to be, perfect when his tip slipped in. Her head snapped back and her eyes closed. He sucked in a deep breath and groaned low and deep. He lay them down onto the bed. Gentle and careful not to enter her even deeper. He didn't want to hurt her.

He nested them into position as his eyes were locked with hers. His heart took over once more, and he started to move gently. He watched her face for any sign of too much pain or discomfort. It would hurt, he couldn't stop it, it would be as it must. But he would be sure he would not hurt it even more than it needs to. With each small depth, he dove deeper he stayed for a second at that point before thrusting in and out only to that point until he was certain she was getting used to his size. This was driving Brienne crazy. It was teasing and torture at the same time. Her soft moans were music to his ears. He reached her seal and he knew the only way for it to hurt less was to break it fast. He was slow and gentle up to this point but, beyond this, he could not be gentle. He considered to warn her but felt it was probably best to just do it. She knew what was to come he did not need to talk her through it. He took one last thrust out, only this time to dive in hard and fast and as deep as he could go to break her seal with one swift thrust. Brienne inhaled sharply, eyes closed and her head snapped back. He stayed still for a while until he felt her muscles relax around him. She looked at him and relaxed. For some reason the thought it was over, and she brought her head back down to hers and kissed him eagerly. Then he started to move, thrusting in and out slowly at first. As their kiss grew wilder and their moaning louder, Tormunds' movements became faster. They both soon reached their peaks and lost it together as they screamed each other's names. Tormund rested his forehead on hers. No one spoke, words were not needed. Their hearts were beating as one and their minds still tangled.

They stayed that way for a while until their breathing relaxed. He climbed off her and pulled her with him as he turned to lay on his back and her on his chest.

It was hours later when Brienne woke up from her deep slumber as she lay on her side. Her eyes were still closed, yet she sensed it was almost time to rise. She felt she was ready for the day despite all her distracting dreams. She discarded everything as one wild dream until she felt his arm around her and his warm body behind her. He must have sensed she was starting to wake up when his armed moved. His hand traveled up her stomach and cupped a breast and he heard her moan. He smiled victoriously.

"I neglected them last night. A mistake I will not make again." Tormund said as he turned her onto her back.

Without waiting for any sort of response he took a nipple and worked it well with his skilled mouth and tongue. He gave the other breast the same treatment before he moved in between her legs. He looked at her hungrily and before he could kiss her and take her one last time before their battle, she surprised him.

"I was hoping you could do this another way." Brienne found herself saying. Surely she was not thinking of saying it.

Tormund raised an eyebrow wickedly. "Please my lady, instruct me whatever ye want, and I will obey."

Brienne didn't say anything, she only pushed him and he climbed off her. She turned onto her side and guided his arm around her and onto her breast. Tormund didn't need any more instructions and moved into position gladly. He was amazed by her boldness and he would surely obey it until she was satisfied. She looked back at him as if she wanted to explain and before she could he captured her mouth with his while he entered and took her just like he did in her dream. The aftermath was even more pleasurable than in her dream. Brienne knew right then that she was no longer torn. She made a choice, and she would have him for as long as they both live.