After along day of trailing through a jungle, night fell upon the plateau and Marguerite and Roxton were able to rest.

In the tent….

Marguerite lay sleep in the arms of the man whom loved more than any heart should allow. Yet Roxton sat awake admiring his beauty as she lay slumbering away. Even asleep, Marguerite's beauty was not hindered. She was as gorgeous asleep as she was awake. Engulfing her beauty through his intense gaze he was mesmerized. He could no longer control himself in her presence. With his arm around her waist he brought her closer to him as he stroked he raven curls from her face. Unable to control his deep desires he began to stroke her belly under her shirt and kiss upon her neck.

"John." was all she murmured through her sleepiness, which had now passed and been replaced by new vivacious passions.

Now awake the kiss moved from her neck to her hot lips and his hand moved from her stomach to her breasts, while his other free hand began to work on the now onerous buttons of her pants. Marguerite's actions were just as if not more wild as John's. her hands went from being entangled in his hair to untucking the shirt from John's pants and undoing the buttons. Both of these lovers entwined in a sexual craze and deranged by their passions and lost in world without the restraints began to mold their bodies into one as the tension grew.

Then suddenly……………a noise. The moment had gone as soon as John's head jerked up in response to his hunter instincts alarming the very much so unaware Marguerite.

"What, what? What is it?" Marguerite said

'There's something out there." Roxton said still looking up and out trying to hear for noices.

"Stay here." Roxton said as he turned to check out the noise.

"Every time." Marguerite sighed annoyed by the coincidental event that had become so familiar to her. Roxton looked at her with hurt eyes as he looked up before walking back over to her.

"Marguerite I'll be right back I swear it. I'm just going to check to make sure that everything's alright. I wouldn't want anything to hurt you sweetheart. You know I'm incomplete without you." that put the smile back on Marguerite's face.

"Aww that's the beautiful face I love to look at. Now I'll be back in 2 seconds and remember, you're in trouble when I get back." he said gently grabbing her chin and kissing her before leaving in the tent satisfied until his return.

There she sat content and waiting for the man of her heart, when suddenly she heard gunshots. And in beat of a heart Marguerite had leapt form the tent and was looking outside into the darkness for her husband with her gun pointed and ready.

"John?" she called with a voice full of trepidation. And then from the bush john stumbled out barely able to keep his balance.

"Oh thank God! John!" she said running to his side and helping him to stand.

" Oh John are you okay? Are you hurt ? What happened?" Marguerite said with a voice full of worry.

"Seems like a beast back there got me before I got him." Roxton responded holding his neck.

"Let see how bad it is." Marguerite said trying to remove his hand which he held there very stiffly.

"Marguerite really it's nothing. Just a scratch. I'll live." he said trying to remove attention from his wound.

"I don't know how many times I've heard that before. John don't be foolish. Move that hand and let me see. Before that scratch turns into some horrendous infection." Marguerite said popping his hand away. Finally reluctant to argue with his very much stubborn wife he moved his hand and let her see.

"Looks more like that bloody monster took a bite out of you. John scratch my ass, he took a bloody bite out of your neck. Thanks be to heaven he bite off your head."

"Marguerite really you don't think your exaggerating a little. It's really not that bad. I'm sure it's nothing you cant fix"

"John really this is serious. This so called scratch could really be infectious. Now lets get you cleaned up."

After cleansing his wound they went back into the tent and laid back down.

Holding her in his arms he said "Margueritedarling you worry to much. This scratch is nothing more than a scratch. I'll be fine."

"I know but I just get so nervous because I could lose you on this godforsaken plateau and I could bear the thought of losing you."

"Marguerite I love you and as long as you know that then you have nothing to fear."

"I love you John."

And that was all they said before falling asleep in each others arms.