When she moaned softly, he looked up at her, "Have I hurt you?"
"N-no, my love…you give me so much…"
"And you taste better th
an supper." He smiled and then added, "And you know how much I love your cooking." He sighed against her inner leg now as he explored her. His hands drifted up and down her leg as he kissed her there. Her leg was soft and muscled in places from the walking she did every day. "I only wish I could move these blankets away and look at you there. I want to look at every part of you. Memorize you so if I'm ever gone again, I will remember."
"You set me on fire…with your very words. I've never known a man that would say such wonderous words to me. Nor look at me as though I were the only woman in the room."
"I've been dreaming of this ever since I left." He murmured for her ears only. "In the forest, that was so primitive, and yet so damned good. I could have stayed with you all day. Only I wish you'd been naked. I want to remove all your clothes someday and just look at you."
"I felt the same fire. I want you all the time now. Is it wrong to want each other so much?"
"It's fine with me?"
"Yes. You burned everything from my body that day."
He smiled again against her belly now, as he kissed her there. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the way he loved on her, and the fact that he felt free enough to do it. The fact that he remembered the baby and was so very gentle with her made her love him even more.
Suddenly he bent once more to her, moving her leg over his shoulder, his tongue shot out to tempt and tease her there once more. She moaned softly.
"I will remember your taste and smell forever." He told her.
Shocking orgasms raced through her body as his lips continued to work her into a frenzy. "I cannot hold it back." She murmured.
"Don't hold anything back." He whispered.
It was so thorough she nearly came up from the floor. "You please me so…" she whispered for his ears alone. "How did you learn this?"
"I didn't," he raised his head. "I just wanted to touch and kiss every part of you and look at you. Someday we will be alone again, and I want to look at every part of you. I want to know everything about you."
She moved his head up, so she could touch his lips. His tongue shot out and devoured hers, dancing as he explored there too. She gave herself completely to the kiss, allowing him every pleasure he sought.
He captured her earlobe and nibbled. "I want you every way I can have you."
"I am yours…never did I imagine such coming together, of mind, spirit and body."
"Say that again?"
"I am yours!" She pulled his head around to look him in the eyes. "I am yours! No one else's."
She wanted to shout it out, because at this moment, she was his. All his.
"My God woman," He whispered her name over and over and entered her so quickly she didn't prepare for the hardness of him or the heat he generated.
After reaching a long-withheld orgasm they collapsed into each other's arms, holding tight.
He kissed her mouth until her lips were raw and aching. "I wanted you so much over the past few days. I ached for you. I shouldn't. You belong to Too Tall, I keep telling myself, but you belong to me, too. I'm not sure at this point I can ever share you with him. As the bible says, we are one."
She took the softness of his hair and brought his head up to look into his eyes. She stared for a long moment, and the look in her yes melted all over him. "I belong to you, he never took me, you did. You have my heart. You have claimed me as your wife, I belong to you. And we are married. It is good between us. Do not destroy what we have, over him. He loves my sister, and it is good between them."
"But I thought…I mean…don't you want to go back to him?"
She moved away a bit, and he worried for a moment, but only a moment. Her eyes sough him now through the darkness. "I do not know, yet" she sighed heavily, as he came up to hug her tightly to him. "I want only to be with you. Is it wrong of me? He would not accept my child. He'd make a slave of it. I do not want that. And, he doesn't love me, like you do. I am not sure about going back, …. except, I'd like to know if my sister is alive and well."
He kissed her hard for that admission, then told her, "You've got the rest of the winter to decide." He told her, laying his head against her pert little breasts that begged his attention. "It won't change how I feel. But when spring comes, we'll talk of going north or not. It will be your choice. I promise you that."
"I would not want to go until the baby is born. As I get bigger, it will be harder to climb and walk so far."