6
As the sun sank, Wulfgar and I went outside to wait for Fergus. My big mate gave me leave to roam around the clearing, as long as I didn’t stray into the woods.
Spring had blossomed in the past week. The forest was filled with singing birds, new leaves, and flowers spreading their subtle scent on the wind.
In the twilight, Wulfgar took up his great axe and split wood. I sat on a stump and watched him as I worked on mending one of my gowns. The fluid motion of the muscles in his broad back made for a fascinating study. My cunny clenched at the sight, even though the memory of our lovemaking was so fresh, I could still feel the impression of him inside me, as if he’d marked me already.
I rose and returned to the cabin, checking the bread and moving the stew pot closer to the fire. I fo
