"You realize no one will understand."
"Yes, do you?"
"Yes."
"I have loved you, since the first time I looked at you. Then, I could not admit it, even to myself. Now I must."
She gasped her heart swelling with his words.
"When you said you had hoped for my child…that's all I needed to know. Until that moment, I was unsure…From that moment, I knew."
"Oh Hawk," she practically jumped into his arms now. She cried out, with an almost sob. "I do want your babies. All of them…"
She threw her hair back and stood bravely in front of him, letting him see her in the pale moonlight, unashamed of her nakedness. His eyes fastened on her slowly, his gaze falling on every curve. His eyes seemed to burn into her as he looked upon her. Until that moment, his eyes had been pinned solely on her beautiful face, but now his gaze drifted slowly, downward. No man ever appreciated looking at her, except Hawk. From the glitter of his eyes, she knew he enjoyed feasting his eyes upon her. She'd never felt more like a woman in her life.
"Are you sure, are you very sure?" She asked, waiting for his answer. "You want me to be your woman?"
He shook his head and smiled so at her. "No…"
She looked stricken, and then his fingertips touched the tip of her nipple and his eyes captured hers. "You already are, aren't you?" He didn't he
sitate to tell her.
"Oh Hawk…our love may have many consequences, but they seem so unimportant…I love you Hawk…I always have."
He brought her up against him and kissed her wildly, rejoicing in her words as he caressed her. He raised her up out of the water and lifted her into the air, smiling with such joy. Her breasts dangled and he reached to kiss them with his warm lips.
As he brought her down, her body molded to his.
She sighed with a smile; she let her breath out slowly, and opened her mouth as his lips came down on hers. The kiss was mesmerizing, as his tongue worked its way to hers, mating with it. Her lips meshed with his until she could not tell hers from his. She breathed in heavily as his hands cupped her bottom solidly against him, and she felt the hard erection against her. Her heart sang. Her legs moved to encircle him around the waist now fitting herself against him. He was slippery, warm and wet and so inviting.
Another dreamy smile captured his attention as he came up for air. Setting her down once more, he went behind her, and pulled her against him, feeling her body touching him in different places and his arms went around her in one long sigh of contentment. She shivered with anticipation until she realized it was real, and it was Hawk and he wanted to be here with her. He chose to be here with her, so her body welcomed him.
His thumbs caressed her nipples slowly, sending a riot of sensations through her. She drew breath. He took the soap from her and slowly spread his hands over her breasts as he massaged them into lather. He took special pleasure in massaging them into an erection of their own. His thumbs flicked at her nipples gently. Already hard from the cool waters, her nipples swelled against his manipulation. Her chest rose and fell rapidly now, she was nearly panting. She laid her head on his chest and reveled his touches in the pale moonlight. Her lips grazed his chin. Her hair splayed over his shoulders and arms.
"I prayed you would come." She admitted in a soft breathy voice. "I was so afraid that in my honesty I had been too bold."
"Then you did expect me?" He asked with a rasp.
"I'd hoped, yes," she smiled. "I thought you were a dream at first. I thought I had conjured you."
He turned her around.
She stood frozen for a moment, staring at him as he openly fondled her. She relished the touch of his hands on her, and the feel of his lips at her temple. The desire swelled within her. He rinsed her breasts with the water, watching the water bead down her breasts and drip from her beautiful dusty nipples. He raised her up just enough to touch his lips to her nipples, surrounding them, flicking his tongue gently against them. "Today I admitted my love for you to Jane Ann. I felt a freedom in admitting it, as though, I'd given myself permission. I know the consequences of such an admission. Forgive me for my boldness. But there is no way I can deny my feelings for you any longer."
"There is nothing to forgive, I too have wanted it. For days, for years. You are my woman, and always will be. The claiming of you, right or wrong, was destined from the beginning. I knew when I took you; there would be no turning back. I claimed you in front of a tribe. Even then I knew it best not to say anymore, but when you gave freely your love, I knew there was no turning back for us." He whispered at her ear as his breath blew against her there creating even more sensations. "When I left you at the fort, I did not want to leave you, but I felt I was doing the right thing, giving you another chance to claim your white life."
"From the moment you touched me, that life didn't fit anymore, and it never will again. I thought myself sinful for wanting you, but I couldn't and can't deny it. I do want you. I wanted your baby…"
"My heart leapt when you said that."
He caressed one nipple with his mouth, the other with his hand.
She looked down at his head, her hands mingled in his hair. It was soft to the touch. "I can't think when you touch me like that. You're so gentle. I've never known a man to be gentle."
"A man in love, treasures his woman."
"I was afraid you wouldn't come, you wouldn't want to touch me again. I thought you merely saved me…I couldn't be sure how you felt. Even though you made love to me that first time…I didn't know what to expect. You being Indian and I being a white and like you said, they don't mix. Dear God, forgive me, but I want them to mix."