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n't know. I was too busy to pay attention to you on the ridge," Katherine explained.
"So you saw me up there did you? You didn't let on you seen me. Well, go on, tell me what happened?"
Katherine shrugged, told Hawks the whole story about the soldiers and how they died. It was obvious Hawks knew nothing of this from his expression of surprise.
"Sounds like self defense to me," Hawks said after a long quiet moment.
"Yeah, but the Captain didn't see it that way. You see Josh and I tried to bury them, but we were bone tired and we didn't dig deep enough. The ground was hard, just like it is now. Digging took too much effort. So when Chase recovered enough, he took the bodies out and put them on the stagecoach, made it look like the Indians did it."
"That's a pretty clever stunt. How come it didn't work?"
"Yeah, but they had dirt in their mouths from our buryin' and someone at the fort realized it and the Captain was made a laughing stock. Now he's out for revenge, himself. It doesn't matter why they were killed, only that they were killed, and they were United States soldiers."
"I don't think you'll have to worry about the Captain any longer. He's probably dead," Hawks said with little regard for them.
Katherine didn't want to think about the shack, because thinking about it meant realizing her brother could be dead too. And what of Chase? Was he dead too?
Her head pounded from the obsessive heat.
"Hawks, I'm gonna pass out if it gets any hotter. Could I just curl up here and take a short nap? I'll work harder, if I have a nap," She said, curling almost into a ball against the barn wall where it was shady.
"Sure, have yourself a nap, but I'll expect more work from you when you get up." Hawks pulled his hat down over his own eyes and closed them.
"Thanks…" she barely uttered as her eyes closed.
Moments later she was dreaming and it was the kind of dream she never wanted to wake up from. She was with Chase. They were riding into a beautiful valley where a waterfall ran into a spring. Hurriedly she tried to tell him about Hawks, about the money, but she said nothing of her mother. She couldn't. That was too new.
The water rushing over rocks made a sound all its own. The sound was so lovely, Katherine forgot about Hawks and everyone else, save her and Chase being together. They stopped and got off the horse. He pulled her against the willow tree and kissed her. The kiss was gentle, but also hungry and full of fire. It wasn't a brutal kiss, or a tender kiss, it was the kind that marks a woman for a man. This kiss was even better than before, and his intentions were the same, only this time, she couldn't wait to help him.
He led her beside the cool stream laying a blanket for them. Their mating was like some strange and wondrous miracle. Here, in the middle of nowhere, they made love, with no thought of the bad things going on around them. It was as though what they did, they did to keep each other alive. As though their love fed them.
He started to undress her, but she needed no help, she slowly removed her clothes and stood in front of him, proudly. She looked down at herself and realized, she was part Indian. But this realization didn't bother her anymore, not here, not now.
Chase smiled as he watched her. He removed his clothes too. For long moments they simply stared at each other, wanting to touch, but not yet daring. Finally, he took her hands and led her down to the blanket. He kissed her lips until they were swollen. Leaving her breathless and panting, his hands slid over her ever so slowly. His palm found the tip of her breast, his fingers squeezing her nipple gently until they puckered. Unable to stand it any longer, his head moved to the flower of her breast, and suckled her. She gasped at the sensations rippling through her and moved her body in a rocking motion against his.
He rose up over her and smiled. "I will wash you my sweet," he said, and went to the stream. Coming back quickly he lightly shook water over her. Her skin puckered and tingled from the cold. "Now, I will wash you…" his voice was but a whisper.
Katherine didn't know what to expect but when his tongue caressed her body, she felt the fire building inside of her. His lips surrounded the burgeoning nipples one at a time, being sure to lavish each equally. Each droplet of water he carefully licked with hot thrusts of his tongue. His tongue felt like silk draped over her nipples. She squirmed for him. He smiled. "Not yet, my sweet…but soon," He promised.
He dripped the water over each breast and then washed her over and over with his tongue until she was on fire for his possession. She needed him so. She moaned aloud.
Then he sprinkled lower and his head followed the water. His hands massaged her puckering nipples, while his lips danced gingerly lower and lower. The heady scent of her seemed to drive him further. Urging him onward with his quest. Again his tongue darted out, gently surrounding her. She moaned and squirmed and reached for him. Her legs parted freely as his nose nudged her gently into complete submission. His head dipped into the warm welcoming moistness of her, and his tongue continued to caress her most intimate places.
"Please…" she murmured.
"I pleasure you my sweet, I am with you." Chase smiled as he raised up to see her desire ridden face.
She pulled him up to her waiting lips and kissed him hotly. Tasting herself on him made her even warmer. "What if someone comes?" she murmured, trying to take her mind from his pleasuring, but sighing heavily when his tongue went deeper into her welcoming folds.
"Nothing will harm you here, my love, for this land is blessed by Wos-so mon-nit-to, your God." His lips teased her as his breath feathered her body, sending wave after wonderful wave of awareness through her. She felt herself grow warmer, desire streaked through her like a spear aiming for her.
"Please take me…," she cried. "I want to be one with you again…"
"Now?"
"Y-yes…"
He looked into her eyes and saw the sparkle of life there then took her lips against his own. Her hands dug into his backside. His tongue darted out several times, capturing hers and twisting it into a coil. Then his lips traveled slowly around her ear, where he slowly laved inside and around her lobes. When his hot breath blew against her there, she shivered with delight. She seemed to rise up against him in her young eagerness. Her breast needled him, he needed no further invitation to kiss and suckle against her dark rose-colored peaks. Each time he kissed, they hardened a little more.
