Horizon Ridge You need it so believe it

So wrapped up in the passion and pleasure of their anonymous dance, Hiram had not noticed the looky-loo upon the ridge -- but even if he did, he would have hardly cared. For in this moment, the stranger was his alone. His claim had been laid upon her in absolute without even knowing her name. He kept his head down, jaws gripped tightly around the scruff of her neck as he took what was his from her body.

She wanted him, he could hear it in her whine. The sound only heightened his desire and he drove himself further into her; roughly and fast. Curiously, despite her obvious enjoyment of their entanglement, she tried to lurch forward. Hiram pulled her back into the rut of his hips with his forelimbs. He was not done with her yet and he would not let her go until he had reached the culmination of their dance.