She closed her eyes, unwilling to open them. When she opened her eyes they were there. She looked up at Jericho in wonder. “Imagine it to be daylight with bright sunshine,” he coaxed, his yellow green eyes filled with excitement. It was as if the lights went on and she shielded her gaze as the sun poured through the moonlight, opening the meadow to daytime. “What else can I do?” she asked excitedly and was amazed at what she saw as she looked around. His hand slid through her hair and he brought her close to him, his eyes filled with need. “Make love to me, Vivvie. Imagine whatever you want around us then. Let yourself go.” She hesitated, knowing they agreed to stop what they were doing. He smiled and kissed her, his hands easing her into the tall grass, the sun on their backs. “Are you sure?” she asked as the elder eased her onto her back, his lips moving to her neck, making her shiver with long-suppressed need. “Take me there, Vivvie,” he whispered as his teeth scored her neck, biting it gently, his hands sliding over her with his skillful touch.
