"I-I swear...~" He said huskily, "Nothing on this earth...will take me from you...~" His hands moved up her skirt and over her thighs, desperate for her now, his cock burning to feel her.
"God, Nyra~" He moaned, almost growled, nails digging into her thighs, before Simmun whinnied loudly to alert that they were about to enter town. He sighed in annoyance, "Of course."
They pulled through to the market, after some guidance from the local guard, and Amir helped Nyra set up the wagon before helping take the goods to the quarter master.
"These are all fine quality, miss. How did you come to procure these?" The quarter master asked. Amir kept quiet as she talked, but he did a lot of the work for her to get product; he hunted the deer and elk himself for the furs and meat, even skinned and cleaned them.
He gave a fake sigh, "I'll have to work on that, then." He said before unhitching Simmun and pulling the old stallion along as they made their way to the inn.