Beauty of the Wood

The nymph started nibbling on her father's ear almost immediately, and Dara wisely tugged Chase along. He made the mistake of glancing back at the foot of the trail, and Dara laughed at his gasp when he saw her mother reaching into her father's pants without the slightest hint of shame. She had only sent them away because he felt uncomfortable with other people around.

Though they had much to keep secret, there was also much to share when they returned to Chase's camp. With one love reawakened and a new one burning bright, all was right with the world as they celebrated au natural, simply another piece of the whole that was the Beauty of the Wood.

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This story is part of a series with a generational timeline, each story featuring a different set of characters. If you'd like to see what has come before, the timeline is as follows:

Steward of the Wood, Daughter of the Wood, Forever of the Wood, Secret of the Wood, Kindred of the Wood, Heart of the Wood.