Margaery chuckled, she enjoyed seeing the look of confusion on his face. It was cute, the few occasions where he wasn't in complete control. She kissed him softly and again squirmed beneath him with a soft giggle as his fingers worked her sensitive breasts.

"We are watched, my love," she whispered. "One of our guests has let his curiosity run away with him."

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Bronn brought his lips to the back of Mercy's neck, pushing her hair aside and kissing over her nape. He drove into her, deep and hard, closing his eyes and picturing fair Margaery on all fours in front of him.