Chapter 11

Boren lay asleep like a log, still naked and covered only by a thin cotton blanket. Despite feeling absolutely exhausted and satisfied, Arlena found herself unable to fall asleep. He awakened in her a newfound hunger, a sensation reminiscent of melting into passion with just the touch of a cooling blanket against her naked body or a gentle breeze on her neck. Every sound of his breath only intensified her desire, making her crave more touches and experience more tastes as if her life before meeting him was devoid of true living. Arlena draped a nightgown over her shoulders, hoping it might alleviate the overwhelming desire, and ventured into the chilly night garden.