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Runner pulled his lips away for a moment and gazed down at her, and Stephanie could see that his eyes were glazed and drugged with desire.
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She closed her eyes and threw her head back as his mouth went to the slender, curving length of her throat and licked her flesh. She shuddered with building ecstasy as his tongue slithered downward and flicked across first one nipple and then the other. His warm breath stirred shivers along her flesh as he pulled away from her and knelt over, kissing his way across her abdomen, and then below.
Stephanie sucked in a wild breath, and stifled a cry of pleasure when Runner’s tongue found her pulsing center of desire. Her insides tightened and grew warm as his tongue parted her pouting lovelips, then titillated her spot. His mouth was warm and moist, his tongue swirled gloriously.
Intense pleasure bubbled over inside Stephanie as Runner started kissing his way back up her body.
Curling shadows spread within her as he gave her another heated kiss and pressed himself once again into her softly yielding folds. She locked her legs around his body and molded herself against him as his lean and sinewy buttocks moved in rhythm.
Silvery flames licked their way through Runner’s veins as he was overcome with a feverish heat of wild desire. His steely arms enfolded her and drew her closer into his embrace. The euphoria that filled his entire being was almost more than he could bear. He buried his face between her breasts and groaned as tremors surged through his body. He held her as though in a vise as he felt her own body quake with release.
Then they rolled apart, their hands still entwined. “It’s hard for me to remember ever living anywhere but here, with you, darling,” Stephanie said breathlessly. “It seems all so natural. So right.”
“And why should it not?” Runner said, leaning up on an elbow so that he could get a better look of her exquisite face. “You are now my wife. It is my duty, as your husband, to make you forget your past life, and those in that life who caused you pain.”
“Adam was the only one who caused me any heartache,” Stephanie murmured, scooting over to cuddle close to him. “One day I must return for a visit with my father and stepmother. I am all they have left.”
“You are wrong,” Runner said, placing a finger to her chin so that her eyes would be directed into his. “They have more now. They now have a son-in-law and a grandson.”
“Ah, how they will love you and little Jimmy,” Stephanie said, emitting a contented sigh. “And one day soon, there will be another grandchild too.”
Runner raised an eyebrow, then he laughed throatily. “Yes, one day we will have children of our own,” he said, for a moment having misjudged what she had said. He had thought that she was implying that she was pregnant now.
“It might be much sooner than you imagine,” Stephanie said, rising to kneel beside him. She reached for one of his hands and held it against her flat stomach. “Of course, you can’t feel anything. But you can imagine, can’t you, a small child forming within my womb, even now? Our child, Runner. Yours and mine.”
Runner rose quickly onto his knees before her. “You are saying that you are with child?” he said, an anxiousness in his voice and eyes.
“I can’t be absolutely certain,” Stephanie said, laughing softly. “But, yes, I do believe that being late with my monthly flow means that I am pregnant. Never have I been two weeks late before. Not until now, darling.”
Runner grabbed her into his arms. “A child,” he whispered as he ran his hands caressingly down her back. “Our very own child.”
Sudden wails broke through their blissful sharing. They fell apart, laughing softly.
Stephanie pulled on a robe, then went to the crib that sat in a corner far from the fireplace. “Jimmy may not be our very own by birthright,” she murmured as she gathered the baby up into her willing arms, “but inside my heart, he is.”
Runner slipped his fringed breeches on and padded over to stand beside them. “Also mine,” he said, then slipped Jimmy out of Stephanie’s arms. “He cries for milk. I will take him to Velvet Eyes for his feeding.”
Stephanie watched him leave, then hugged herself. “Return to me soon, my White Indian husband,” she whispered, giggling. “I cannot get enough of you tonight. What wild desires you have unleashed within me!”
