Margaery smiled up at him and kissed over his jaw and along his neck. She bit down hard, marking him as he had marked her. Leaving the mark out in the open where it could be seen. Her body trembled and her walls clamped around his cock. Tension built and hazed her mind as he drove into her. Margaery tried to tell him, tried to speak and tell him to keep going - but she couldn't. She had no mind to form words.

All she could think about was fucking and how he fucked her. All she could focus on was her pleasure.

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"You are blonde, you are young, but you're no Cersei Lannister," he chuckled, tapping her nose playfully.

As she began to redress, he tucked his cock back into his trousers and adjusted himself. She was right, he needed to rest to fully enjoy the Lady Margaery. "Lead the way out - then I'll take you to Jaime."