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She dropped the pelts from her arms when they reached a secret place that was sheltered by thick brush and a heavy stand of birch trees. “Please don’t worry about it,” she further encouraged. “You are doing what you were meant to do . . . go for your people in Wisconsin, to lead them to their new home in Kansas.”
Strong Wolf lay the blankets and his travel bags on the ground beside the pelts. He drew Hannah into his arms. “You are so good for me,” he said, his hands caressing her back. “When I feel low, you lift me up. When I worry, you give me reason to hope again. How could I have been so lucky to have found you? You are a woman of much wisdom, and heart.”
“I am the true lucky one,” Hannah said, framing his face between her hands, bringing his lips to hers. “Kiss me, husband. Please kiss me.”
His lips came to hers gently. He cupped her buttocks through the fabric of her buckskin dress and yanked her against him, where she could feel his tight bulge as he ground it into her.
The feel of him, although only through the fabrics of their clothes, made her grow dizzy with passion.
She reached between them and stroked his manhood through his buckskin breeches, evoking a deep groan from the depths of his throat.
“We . . . must . . . first . . . build a fire,” he whispered huskily against her lips, yet leaned into her hand, so that she could grip him, then stroke him again. “My woman, you are making me mindless.”
“We don’t need a fire,” Hannah whispered back. She reached her hand down inside his breeches and sucked in a wild breath of rapture when she felt the true flesh of his shaft, aware that some of his juices had spilled from the tip.
She rubbed the moisture into his flesh, then gripped him and slowly moved her hand on him again. She could feel his body stiffen and his breath quickening. She gazed at him, not surprised to find his eyes closed, and his head held back as he groaned again, again, and again.
Her heart pounding, afraid that she was arousing him too much, so badly wanting to join him in this ecstasy, Hannah eased her hand away and slid it from inside his breeches.
Breathing hard, Strong Wolf yanked her against him. His steel arms enfolded her as he kissed her.
She felt his hunger in the hard, seeking pressure of his lips, and she answered his kiss with a need of her own. It rose up within her, spreading and swelling. She ached almost unmercifully at the juncture of her thighs.
She gasped with pleasure when he bunched up the skirt of her dress with one hand and pushed it up past her thighs, the fingers of his other hand splaying across the heat of her passion.
His hand caressed her, then when he slipped a finger up inside her, she became light-headed with rapture.
Ecstatic waves of pleasure splashed through Hannah. She ground her mouth into his, her tongue flicking as he opened his mouth to receive it.
Their tongues danced.
His finger began thrusting, his thumb caressing the core of her womanhood until she was almost mindless with the pure ecstasy of it.
And then he drew away from her.
With a racing pulse and a heart beating so soundly her knees would hardly hold her up, Hannah watched as Strong Wolf spread blankets and pelts on the grass beside the river.
The moon poured bright from the sky, like silver.
The stars twinkled like jewels on black velvet.
An owl hooted in the forest, and was joined by the eerie call of a loon across the water.
Overcome with a feverish heat of need for Hannah, Strong Wolf went to her and gazed at her as he reached for the hem of her dress and began slowly smoothing it up over her, struck anew by her loveliness. She was, ah, so awesome in her beauty.
When her breasts were revealed to him, her nipples taut, the ache in his loins became more pronounced. He yanked the dress on over her head and tossed it aside, then cupped her breasts within the palms of his hands.
He bent low and flicked his tongue over one nipple, and then the other, then he covered one with his mouth, sucking, licking, nipping.
Hannah’s heart was pounding even harder as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the euphoria that filled her entire being. Her breasts throbbed with his kisses. Her passion was so intense, his mouth was so hot and sweet, she was finding it hard to bring her breathing under control.
Shaken with desire, she reached her hands inside his shirt and swept them over his powerful, sleek chest. And as he kissed her breasts, holding their weight in his hands, she placed her thumbs and forefingers at the waist of his breeches and slowly lowered them.
She did not have to look at him to know that he was totally aroused. As his breeches fell away from him, she reached a hand to his throbbing shaft and circled her fingers around it.
She heard his quick intake of breath, knowing now, by experience, that he became so sensitive there before making love to her. She was careful not to go too fast with her caresses, or hold him too tightly with her fingers. She wanted him all to herself; the ecstasy shared.
Strong Wolf, hardly able to bear the wild ripples of desire that were licking through him in heated flames, reached down and grabbed Hannah’s hand. He took it away from his aching heat, then enfolded her within his arms and led her down onto the blanket.
