Margaery brought both hands up and pushed through her hair, tugging at it as she was overwhelmed by pleasure. Her entire body felt tight and hot. So unbearably tight. Margaery cried out and made no attempt to muffle herself when Hannibal began to suckle at the top of her folds. It felt too good. Margaery moaned and arched her back.

She felt her body getting tighter and tighter. Tingling heat built inside her and made her squirm and roll her hips. "Don't...don't stop, don't stop," she begged. "So close, right there!"

One hand came down, tugging his hair slightly.