She had been insatiable. Though his body ached from the carriage ride from Nottingham, and from the ride his new wife had given him all evening, she still writhed and moaned for more every time he thought she had been satisfied. Marian was surely carrying his child by now, but that didn’t seem enough for the vixen.

“Geez Marian...again?”, he pleaded with her, hoping she’d want a break.

“What, you didn’t think John kept me around for my personality, did you?”, the fox taunted her new husband cruelly. “You’d better get over here and finish what you started, Robin!”

Strangely, even after everything they’d just done, he felt a stirring in his loins. Soon, he’d be ready for another round...