Page 56 of Stolen Heart


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He crooked a finger under her chin and brought her glance back to his.

"No," his eyes swept over her swiftly. "You are perfect, in every way." He said and kissed her shoulder, going up and down her neck until she had goosebumps all over.

She lay down and waited, as she was lost under his spell. He caressed her with his eyes, and his smile.

"I never dreamed you could be so lovely." He murmured at her ear.

"I have to tell you something," she said in a whisper.

"I am listening," he told her as he nipped her earlobe with his teeth and his hands went up and down her back.

"That first day on the battlefield, when I looked at you. I did look at you. I thought you very handsome. It angered me how my body reacted to you, as I thought myself belonging to another. But I could not deny I looked at you."

"Even then? Even loving Big Knife you looked at me in that way?" he chuckled.

"It was hard not to notice you. You were shirtless, you wore nothing but a breechcloth, and legging mocassins. You had a necklace around your neck, a couple of feathers in your hair, but it did not detract from the beauty of you. Forgive me, but at the time I thought myself a bit shameless for paying attention. That's why I was cross with you that day."

"And what did you think of me when you looked?"

She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped, then stared into his eyes. "I don't think I was thinking anything, because my body reacted. It made me ashamed to look at a stranger that way. It is partly why I snapped at you so."

"Oh, and how did your body react?" he asked with amazed wonder.

"It is hard to explain. Something, deep down inside me squirmed like butterflies. A fluttering of wings inside my belly. I resisted the feelings and was sharp with you, for it had never happened with a man before. I thought myself a bit daft."

"Big Knife was bigger and broader, did he not make you feel this way also?"

She shook her head. "No, you do not yet understand what was between me and him. You see he never did try to make love to me. I often wondered why. But I never looked at him like that. I mean, with his shirt off, only when we were kids and it didn't have any effect then. I thought myself in love with him, but I had no reactions to him, and I don't know why. It angered me that when I saw you, I did have a reaction. But he was the first man to pay much attention to me. And, there was just something about you. To look at you that way, I felt warm all over, and a wetness between my legs that I did not understand. My mother dying young put me at a disadvantage as I could not speak to my father about such things, and I dare not speak to my friends about it either. When you are the daughter of a chief everyone expects you to know everything. I didn't. Especially about this."

"That is a wonderful compliment," he smiled with understanding.

"It is?" she asked rather innocently. "I was ashamed, for there I was telling you about another, and my body was telling me something I didn't understand."

"It is called attraction, and everyone feels it now and then, with some people."

"Attraction, you say. That is a nice word. I could not find a word for it. I thought it naughty."

"No," He took her hands and brough them to his lips, smiling at her. "What you felt was natural. Nothing you do is naughty."

His lips found the curve of her neck and kissed her there, all the way down to her shoulder. His head came up and he smiled, "I want to kiss you now," he told her softly as his eyes glittered into hers.

"But you have been," she snickered.

"Not like that," he told her and bent his head to touch his lips to the hard, little nubs of her breasts. The first touch of his lips to her breasts made her gasp. Her reaction was breathtaking, as he glanced up at her face.

Her eyes closed, her mouth opened just a bit, and there was a sweet surrender on her face.

Black Wolf smiled, it was an honor to be with her like this, to watch the pure innocence of his woman, and the pleasure he could bring her.

Her breast were like hills, perfectly formed, and topped off not with snow, but with a dark pink cap that beckoned his attention. His mouth moved gloriously all over her nipples, supping them, laving them, and pulling them gently between his teeth, one at a time.

She shuddered with a new awareness. A soft moan escaped her. She grabbed her belly "Oh… there they go again the butterflies."

He raised his head, "Does that feel good? Did you enjoy this moment?"

"Well, yes, it does." She blushed. "It creates so many sensations, and such a restlessness inside me, like a stirring."

He smiled and dipped his head to attend to the other breast in the same sweet manner.

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