“We will have no more interruptions.” Ren’s eyes met hers, then roved downward to settle on the part of her anatomy she tried to cover with her arms.
“Are you sure? The day is still young, the sun is still high.” She rambled, she knew, but never had a man caused her to feel so carnal. She’d witnessed some affection between her parents growing up, but never anything like this. Likely, her mother didn’t know about them.
The feelings she had for her new husband were raw, primal. The act of love they shared was nothing like what she’d heard whispered about when she gathered with her friends and their married sisters. It was said to be sinful to desire the act. If those women only knew the primal way in which she wanted her husband, they would certainly be praying for her soul.
Ren placed hi
