Hannibal felt her brush over his length and noted the blush and how her eyes widened. That was all he needed to know that she was indeed inexperienced with a gifted man.

He gave her a slightly amused smirk. "Self control is the first lesson learned by a Bolton." He said as he felt her soft lips trailing over his neck and chest. He rumbled lowly as she continued. "What is the first lesson a Tyrell learns?"