Arion POV
Arion blinked her eyes open. Feeling a warmth inside her began a smile that spread across her face. She rolled over and saw Owen still soundly asleep.
She snuggled into him, thinking about how close and warm their bodies had been. The intensity of her emotions had caught her off guard when she had let herself give in to him. She had worried she might not be able to control her animalistic strength, but she never once even bruised him.
Owen had been gentle and passionate all at once. He had comforted her worries with his strong arms, embracing her quaking body. Arion had felt safe there. Safe enough to allow herself to dissolve in to him. Their bodies and souls communicating while their lips spoke nothing.
Her face grew hot as she thought about what the meadow and moon had w
