64. A Real Conversation

AGNARR.

As good as she feels in my lap, this is my chance to learn more about what goes through that mind of hers.

She is a puzzle, one I want to learn every piece to, mentally as well as physically, of course. Her body is made to be pleasured and I plan to do just that… but first, I need to learn what puzzle fills her mind.

Pulling away from her neck, my gaze dips to her breasts and I run my hand down her waist.

“Tell me then, what is it that you want to know?” I ask, breaking the intense pull between us.

She’s silent for a moment as she runs her fingers through my hair, a move that I enjoy. Not many would dare to try, and I disliked a woman touching me unless I gave them permission.

“There’s two of us in your life, Leinaar, and me. I respect that your culture is one where multiple wives are common, but I would prefer if you could have set days for both of us.”

That was not what I was expecting her to say.

She sighs softly as she continues. “Where I want you to make sure that