Margaery gasped when he drove so deep inside her. She arched her back, bouncing her hips relentlessly to take him hard and deep, over and over. Margaery had so loved seeing how he'd fought on the battlefield the day before. Though she'd been worried, Margaery couldn't deny that such a show of strength and power was arousing.

"Yes...Gods, Hannibal!" She cried out, bouncing her hips more insistently. Her core tightened and seized as she rode him. Her body was still covered by her sheer nightgown. She kept him pinned down with her hands at his shoulders.