Dahozhoni Meadow does my breath smell?

Cambria suggested they rest, and Odessia smiled a genuine smile. She had not realized how utterly exhausted she was yet, as she was still coming down from that hormonal high. Speaking of, she was thirsty in more ways than one, and she wondered if she could tempt him for another romp.
"Do you want to... one more time, before we leave?" she asked, already feeling a flush of heat course its way through her at the thought. It was quite possibly their last chance before her body was no longer receptive. She was not thinking of how they would care for their twenty-six daughters once they were born, only that she yearned for more of Cambria. More contact, more touch, more everything. There was not a single piece of him she did not want for.