Sylvia's moans filled the room, and after a while, she felt something, something she had never felt before. The pleasure reached its peak, and she let out a long moan as she wriggled her body in pleasure. She did not know why, but she felt like her body moved on its own. She closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again.
Her husband stopped moving, and she stared at him. He was smiling at her, and at this moment, she felt like her husband was the most handsome in the universe. She regarded marriage as a path she should take for her tribe, for her family. She did not have any feelings for this rumored tyrant, and if there was a feeling for this man, it should be disgust and resentment as this man forced her to take the path she did not want to take.
