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Her eyes suddenly sprang open and turned wide when she caught sight of him. Her flushed cheeks deepened in color. She was embarrassed for him to find her this way and yet he was enthralled with how he had found her and wanted her to know that.

Before he could take a step, she surprised him even further… she smiled and held her hand out to him.

She was inviting him to join her and damn if he didn’t feel like he’d come right there and then. He hurried to the bed stretching out alongside her and she took his hand and slipped it between her legs so that he could join her in the pleasure.

He slipped his finger, along with hers, inside her and moaned. Then he turned to nibble along her ear and whisper, “You are the most beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, loving, generous woman I have ever met and I’ll kill anyone who dares to take you from me.”

Dawn’s smile grew, his words touching her heart and tingling her already heightened senses. And then there was the way he had looked at her from the doorway, so hungry with want and all her embarrassment had faded away and all she wanted was him inside her.

They were both so wound with passion that it didn’t take long for Cree to growl in her ear, “I cannot wait.”

She agreed with repeated taps to his arm and he hurried over and into her with a forceful thrust that had her tossing her head back and lifting her hips to meet his welcoming and potent rhythm.

It didn’t take long for them to climax and what climaxes they were. Dawn’s silent screams echoed in her head like never before and she tapped his arm repeatedly and so hard that she feared she’d leave him bruised. Cree let out a roar that had her smiling since she was sure it reverberated throughout the village. And it pleased her to know that she had been the cause for his outcry of pleasure.

When finally the last ripples of release faded, Cree fell off her to lie beside her spent and unable to do anything but wait for his labored breathing to subside. Though their hands did find each other’s and locked tightly together, as if by holding on they could never be separated.

There was so much he wanted to say to Dawn, so much for them to discuss but for the moment he simply wanted to lie beside her and linger in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

Dawn couldn’t stop from smiling. She felt different, though she didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t waited for someone to tell her what to do or if what she chose to do was right. She had made her own decision, had taken charge and in a sense it had made her feel free, for the first time in her life. And she very much liked the feeling.

It also gave her the courage to know that when the time came to tell Cree of the babe that no matter what happened she would do well; she would make sure of it. Not that she wanted to lose Cree; she wanted him in her life forever and besides it was because of him that she was able to gain a bit of independence. Without realizing it he had given her two precious gifts… a child and freedom.

She turned ready to talk and found Cree sound asleep. She laid there staring at him. It was almost sinful at how handsome he was. How one man should have such find features surely had to be a miracle?

You are the most beautiful…

Cree thought her beautiful and he had meant it, she had heard the sincerity in his voice. And oddly enough at that moment she had felt beautiful and never, ever in her life had she thought herself beautiful. Cree had given her the courage to feel that way about herself, another gift she was grateful for.

She did not know what would happen between them, but she did know that she would never stop loving this man. She pulled the soft wool blanket over them and cuddled against him. Even in his sleep he sought her out, his muscled arm wrapping gently around her and tucking her close.

Dawn fell asleep more content than she had in a long time.

A pounding at the front door woke them both the next morning and had Cree mumbling several oaths as he slipped into his leggings before he yanked open the door.

Sloan grinned. “Sorry to disturb, but a messenger arrived and there seems to be a problem with getting Gerwan and his party here, and I think it is advisable that you see to this one yourself.”

Cree agreed reluctantly. “I’ll be right there.”

He returned to Dawn who had donned her shift and was adding wood to the dwindling fire. Cree eased her aside and tended the fire until it blazed heating the small room. He then scooped her up and carried her back to bed, tucking her beneath the warm covers.


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