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For the first time in her life, Katherine wasn't shy. This man, this half-breed man, had awakened her from her depression and made her want to live again. Did he realize it? She doubted it. He'd given her hope when there was none. How could she let him go? He'd be killed! She lifted her head, stood on tiptoe and brought her own lips against his. The shock riveted through them both. The kiss was a welcome surprise, and oh so soft. But there was no time for the softness of romance. Drawing apart, they searched each other's faces, questions unasked stood between them.
Unfamiliar awareness shot through her. From the moment she kissed him, his lips were like melted butter against hers and she felt the stir of it against her. His hands roamed freely over her, as though they had the right. She didn't argue that right. He knew her answer, somehow.
From this moment on, she was his, and she knew it.
"I will return to you," he whispered as he took her fully into his arms. His warm breath fanned her as he feathered her with kisses.
She moved voluntarily against him. This time the kiss was neither soft, nor short. It went on forever, and it branded her with such promise. His hands went around her and pulled her fiercely against him so she would know he was as desperate for her kiss as she had been. His hands found her hips and pushed her up hard against him, making her shockingly aware of his need.
Their need, her mind corrected. Was he asking permission? She did not know, but there was no one to deny him what he sought either. Right or wrong, she needed this man. Never had Katherine experienced the feel of a man against her, but her mind was not on the physical, it was only full of emotion and feelings, and the wonder of sensations rocking her. It was not body against body, but two bodies trying desperately to become one.
In her heart she knew that God wanted her to mate with this man. And this might be the last chance to do so. Desperate to have his love, she reached out to him, opened to him. This might be her one and only chance at such a life. It was not a time to debate rights and wrongs. Only to soak up the love and nurturing of it.
As though there was time for it, he lifted her to the small counter that still held a pitcher and bowl, almost frantically, then, as his eyes met hers, he lifted her skirt, his eyes asking the question of permission. Hers answering. Her hands splaying against his back, pulling him closer spoke volumes.
"I cannot hold back the feelings I carry for you…," she whispered in wonder. "We might die today and I feel I must be with you…as though it is our last chance."
Her breath hitched, her head fell backwards as his hands sought her out as though her words gave him the permission he sought. With one gentle tug of the ribbon, her pantaloon fell to her feet, dangling, as his hands eagerly sought her. She gasped as his fingers gently massaged the tender flesh. His touch was gentle, and he knew exactly where and how to touch her.
Katherine marveled at his knowledge to please her. Heat consumed them. She gasped, but he caught the gasp and smothered it with his lips. Their gasping and breathing was the only sound in the room. He caressed her, as though she were a piece of china. She groaned against him as he touched her freely. "I've never…"
"Shh…I know." He smiled into her shining eyes. "We may not have but this moment, Katherine."
"Then let us share it," she smiled into his warm regard.
In only moments, his hands touched her very core. She threw back her head and shivered against him. He was not rough, or unthinking, but gentle and tender against her. Her eyes closed and she leaned weakly into him, as he unsheathed himself under her skirt, and ever so slowly eased himself against her. She squirmed and moaned aloud at the touch of skin on skin, instinctively she spread her legs.
She was warm, wet and inviting as he slid inside her very slowly. Knowing she was a virgin, and yet so willing, only made his heart trip that much faster. He groaned aloud. Chase held her suspended against him, so they could mate. Lifting her from the counter, her pantaloons hung about her feet, his hands went to her hips, pulling her to him. Urging her to mate with him, he rocked her against him, slowly at first then suddenly in a heated rush. His hands dug into her hips and finally, frantically moved her against him. He held her fiercely to him, soothing her with sweet love nips. Their gasps for air echoed in the room. She felt the rhythm and began to rock against him in a smooth motion their breathing harsh and gasping.
His strength amazed her, warmed her. Chase pulled her up, so that his head rested between her breasts and his hips could hold her steady. She moaned and sighed, and gave herself freely.
Katherine swooned as they reached some high point.
He gasped and kissed her as his nose nudged her dress lower so he could touch his lips to her breast. Whispering sweet things in her ear, he pleasured her for long dizzying seconds. The world was oblivious. It was as though he knew exactly what to touch, when to touch, and how to touch. His lips surrounded the sweet darkness of her puckering nipple, as he supped against her.
"How can this be," she whispered.
"The Great Spirit has brought us together," he murmured for her only as his face searched hers.
Katherine shook with white-hot desire that she had never known before.
Chase kissed her gently, tenderly as he continued to caress her with his hands and touch her passionately. His hands worked a magic beneath her wide skirt against her hips, soothing her into submissiveness.
She groaned helplessly against him, panting and out of breath as he finally assuaged the ache between them. Passion flared like lightning between them as he moved her hips against him then settled inside her so firmly. Each gentle thrust brought explosions of unspent desire and heart felt love. Flares of fire and desire skidded through her as his need of her didn't seem to die, but reignited. Suddenly she grasped him and held on for life as a million stars exploded within her. She clung to him helplessly as her lips finally slid from his, like melting butter slowly dripping away.
His eyes looked at her with undying love when hers finally opened. And she kissed him again, but he moved away from her face, his head bowed to her breast once more. He nudged her nipples one at a time with his nose, then his mouth came around them one at a time, and his tongue caressed them, laving them. Reverently he kissed the tips, and panted against her as he tried to control the mounting passions.
"Once will never be enough, with you," Chase whispered against her skin. "I must live to recapture this moment."
"Yes, come back to me," Katherine whispered, pulling him ever closer as his lips kissed her nipples and made them pucker for more. He smiled, she blushed.
"I will sweet one. I will." His words mingled with his soft, heated breath against her.
Her face felt red hot and she didn't know what to do except to cling to him and whimper.
Quickly he put her dress down, fixing her so she looked presentable again, slowly pulling her pantaloons up and retying them. His hand reached one last time to touch her warmth and she moaned aloud. Then he winked at her.
His smile was warm and inviting and she wanted to know more, much more, but this was not the time. She knew why he had taken her and her heart hammered against his chest.
