Heron Lake Plateau as scarlet flowers lust for the dew of morning

Her blood was fire in her veins and her heart sang at his touch as she relished the nibbles and kisses he ran down the length of her body. She wanted to scream at him to take me now! but could presently find no voice save that of her eyes, which simmered with heat and desire as she watched him. She'd never wanted anything as badly as she wanted him right now, and as he moved further rearward, she all but quivered in anticipation as she forced herself to remain still.

Unlike last season when they were nearly strangers, there was deep love and familiarity between them now and this was clear in the way they moved together. Their thunderstorm of need, through which lust crackled like lightning and instinct rumbled and crashed, was gentled by the friendship and trust that they shared. In the end, Raven lay breathing and euphoric in the sun-soaked grass, blinking sleepily and grinning at the man she loved. Nothing else in the universe mattered at that moment. Nothing could touch the joy that filled her at the sight of him just now, in the wake of what they'd just shared.