His head raised and he saw the doubts. He shook his head, and his hands held her cheeks as his thumbs stroked her there.
"You were mine long before I touched you. Eve you must know this. I sent you silent messages so many times, and I felt you must have heard, from the way you looked when you glanced up at me. So many times, I wanted to take you away from that cruel man. I knew you belonged to me then. I knew. It was a long wait, for you and me, but it is so worth it."
"I hoped, but we are from different people. I couldn't be sure. Not until today, hearing you say it meant so much."
He gently kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and melted into him, urging him to take what was his to have.
His lips went from her lips, to her cheek, and down her ear lobe, then further down her neck, to her shoulders and at last, the exquisite feel of his lips surrounding the tips of her breasts made her arch for him. He pulled them gently with his teeth, then his tongue flicked them gently. She moaned aloud.
When he raised his head, she touched his cheek.
"I felt wickedly sinful for wanting you so, but I couldn't stop thinking of you. No one has ever touched me like you. I know that sounds crazy. I've been married, and yet no man…has touched me like you. No one. I crave your touches now. I'm not complete without you. I know that."
He took the soap from her hands and rubbed it erotically all over her body. Touching her everywhere. She gave him leave. His touches were warm, inviting and soon they clutched and kissed. She wrapped her legs around his middle and hung on. He lifted her from the water suddenly, and licked the water from her. He looked up into her passion-ridden face, and smiled. Then he slid her against him as he let her down and his mouth captured hers in a kiss so hot the water seemed to heat up around them.
She laughed when he dunked her in the water, playfully.
His hand moved to wash her woman hood, as he pulled her closer to shore. All manner of sensations riveted through like a violent storm of passion. Again, her legs came around him, as he carried her, they kissed hotly. She hung onto him naked against him, enjoying the feel of his strong body. She basked in his touches. His long warm strokes against her created a fire only he could put out.
Her husband had never been this gentle with her. Somehow, she knew Hawk would be. But to only imagine it, and to experience it, were two very different things. "Now we will be one again." He whispered softly against her ear.
"Yes my darling, yes!"
Chapter Eleven
He carried her now, anxiously to the shore and laid her on a strip of sandy dirt. He stretched out beside her, smiling that they could love so openly now and kissed her nipples, as they swelled into his mouth. "Your breasts are so beautiful; I've never known a woman who tempted me more." He chuckled.
Her hips rose to meet him, but he had leggings and clothes on. She fumbled to get them off of him quickly, wanting to be naked with him, free to touch him as he was doing with her. He helped her, just as eagerly.
She'd never seen a man built so beautifully. Her hands shook to get the clothes from him, needing to touch the silken of his skin.
As she pulled the leggings away, and his shirt, his manhood stood out, ready for her. She stared in wonder. She touched it, lovingly. "I've never had the pleasure of just looking at a man before. I never saw my white husband naked before, but then…I never wanted to either. Everything is different with you. You take my breath. We are so very different, but yet we fit together like a puzzle."
"You never saw your husband?"
"No," She shook her head at the dull memories. "There have only been two men, my husband, and you. With him, it was always in the dark, and he only mounted me, and then got off. He did not kiss, touch
or look. He just got what he wanted and left me." She paused to think of it, "He never made love to me, he just took me. That's why I reacted like I did, when you began touching me so tenderly. I can't explain how different it is."
"Such a waste. To be with a woman like you, and not make love, is a sin."
When she saw him completely naked, she gasped at his raw male beauty. Built to perfection, every inch of him was muscle and brawn. His skin was so beautifully tanned by the sun, and so satiny smooth to the touch. "I've dreamt of us together again! I feel sinful, lustful, but I can't control it." She smiled temptingly at him. "We've had so little chance to be alone. I so wanted to be alone with you. I needed to hear you say the words that would make me yours. I didn't mean to deceive you, but I came here purposely hoping you'd follow me. That's why I told you what I was going to do. I thought at least you'd come to watch me. I'm so sinful…but I've never felt this way."
"No my sweet. Sin has no part of us. And I as well…" He smiled. "I had hoped with my heart that when you announced you were going to bath that I might be welcome. I had to chance it. After Sweet Pea's confession of love, I couldn't ignore how we felt any longer."
She smiled. She loved that they could talk truthfully to each other and not be ashamed of their feelings for each other.
"We are one you know. And you will always be welcome with me, inside of me, around me." She announced, her lips caressing his jaw, her hands running over him, discovering him. She ran her hand the length of his strong body, moving slowly around his backside, cupping him gently there, strong buttocks, she swooned. He was strong and hard in all the right places.
"I know…that now." He whispered. "I just wasn't sure you knew."
"I'll admit, at first when I woke up and found you gone, I tried to deny my feelings. I tired to wash away all the beautiful moments together. I couldn't. When you came back, knowing you came back for me…and Jane Ann, I couldn't deny how I really felt. I was so afraid when you left me at the fort that I'd never see you again. I kept hoping you'd ask me to dance."
He laughed out loud. "I couldn't chance having you in my arms again so soon. I still wanted you so badly. Ached for you. Besides, it is not permitted. Indians don't dance with white women. I was a fool for leaving you there. I too wrestled with what we'd done. What we have done, we have done for love. Nevertheless, once you cross a line, you cannot cross it back. It doesn't work. You consumed my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams."
"Kiss me, make love to me. I want you inside me again." She murmured against his ear. "I want you to spill your seed inside of me, fill me, my love. I want to have your children Hawk."
He smiled, "I'm glad you are not shy about our love making…and it warms me that you want my children."