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Then he looked at her feet, at how straight and perfect her toes were, her toenails as pink as pale pink rosebuds.
“Darling, please . . . ?” Flame murmured, reaching her hands out for him.
She gave him a seductive look through her thick lashes. A trail of fire had been left on her body by the touch of his vision, yet she wanted more.
“I do believe I can give you more pleasure by doing instead of looking,” she whispered huskily.
“Yes, I believe so,” he said, giving her a steady smile, his eyes glazed and drugged with desire.
Feeling the curl of heat growing in his lower body, White Fire lowered himself fully over Flame. He wove his fingers through her hair and sought her mouth with a wildness and desperation that was new to him.
Their lips met in a frenzy of kisses as he thrust his throbbing member inside her.
Her body a river of sensations, Flame twined her arms around his neck, then lifted her legs around his waist and rode with him as his eager thrusts deepened and became faster.
His kiss now all consuming, his hands now at her breasts, her hard nipples stark against his palms, Flame’s happiness bubbled from deep within. Her world melted away as the rapture spread like molten lava throughout her.
Flame’s groans of pleasure fired White Fire’s passion. He licked his way down to her breasts. Then he flicked a nipple with his tongue as he swept his hands beneath her and locked his fingers into the soft flesh of her buttocks. He lifted her body more tightly against his as he moved rhythmically within her, going deeper with each thrust.
Flame moaned. She sobbed. She thrashed her head back and forth. She could not help but cry out with pleasure as she began to come in waves. She was engulfed in a rush of pleasure so intense she felt as though she might faint. The ecstasy this time had moved her with bone-weakening intensity.
Her pleasure fulfilled, she became more aware then of White Fire’s. His mouth rested against the slender column of her throat, and she could feel his rapid breathing. She could hear his guttural groans of pleasure. His eyes were closed as his body moved rigidly in rapid succession, his eager, maddening thrusts almost lifting her from the rabbit-fur blanket each time he shoved into her.
“Flame . . . Flame . . .” White Fire whispered, his cheeks flushed with the building of the heat of his passion.
He rose fully above her again. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her breasts against his chest. His mouth covered hers with a reckless passion as he gave one last shove that brought him over the brink into total rapture.
Flame clung to him as his body spasmed.
Then he rolled away from her and lay on his back, his eyes closed, his chest heaving.
Flame rolled over and snuggled close to his perspiration-laced body. “White Fire, the pleasure was so intense this time, it . . . it . . . somewhat frightened me,” she whispered, running a slow hand over his chest. “Did you feel it also twice as much as before? Perhaps even more?”
“The pleasure for me while with you has always been something that is so ecstasy filled, I doubt it could ever be more intense than what I have experienced. . . or I might not survive it,” he said, chuckling.
She slid her hand down his chest and stopped it where she could feel his heart pounding erratically beneath it. “You are still so breathless?” she whispered.
He turned smiling eyes toward her. “Not so much that I could not do it again and again,” he said huskily. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his manhood. “All you need to do is touch me there and my blood rushes hot and rapid through it.”
She clasped her fingers around him and felt the heat growing against her palm. She did not think she could ever be more than in awe of how this part of his body worked than she was now.
He slid her hand away. “We should not take any more time, though, making love,” he said, his voice suddenly serious.
He gazed up at the smoke hole in the ceiling. Stars still flickered like diamonds in the heavens, yet he could see that the sky was lightening somewhat behind them.
He looked over at her. “We must leave,” he said. “Now. If we wait until daylight, we might chance running into your father.”
“But Chief Gray Feather?” Flame said, reaching for her riding skirt. “He expected us to eat the morning meal with him.”
“He will understand when he finds us gone,” White Fire said, standing, and sliding on his breeches. “He would not want us to stay for breakfast if it might endanger us, and perhaps even him, for it was he who gave the order to his warriors to abduct you.”
He turned to Flame. He framed her face between his fingers. “Your father must never know that Gray Feather abducted you,” he said. “You know what would happen. Even before Colonel Edwards got the chance to stop him, your father would attack Gray Feather’s village.”
Flame paled at the thought.
“Remember, Flame, under no circumstances do you ever tell your father of Chief Gray Feather’s part in your abduction,” he
said seriously.
