Page 73 of Stolen Heart


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"Yes, I remember well, child. I will look forward to your return."

Sasha was so happy that Black Wolf was home and now they could start their new life together. The first time she walked into his tepee, she was surprised at all the things he had there, musical instruments he had made, bows and arrows he had fashioned himself. Hides he had made as rugs and blankets and coats, and tools he used to fashion these things with. He had tools of all kinds, and she turned to look at him. "You made all of this?"

"No," he smiled. "Some of it was handed down from my father and grandfather. But I did make some myself."

"I am impressed."

He had made her a coat for the winter so she wouldn't freeze. It was from a buffalo. "Where did you get the hide?"

"My father took me to the north country, and we brought back several buffalo hides from there, last year. It was hard for him to ride, but he wanted to hunt the buffalo one more time, so we went. My mother insisted years ago I should fashion a coat for my wife so that she would always be warm."

"It is lovely." She told him as he put it on her.

"Only because you wear it." He smiled sexily at her.

She never knew that love could be this good between a man and a woman. They made love every night, and sometimes during the day. They were both eager to be with each other.

But one day, before spring came, Sasha came into their tepee to find Black Wolf gearing up to leave again. She hated to see him go, but she knew he had to.

She made him an especially big supper that night and afterwards she made love to him. She stared up into his eyes as he leaned over her, kissing her.

"I have something to tell you," she said.

"Then tell me, my love." He smiled and propped himself on an elbow, smiling down at her and touching her in places that made her squirm.

She sat up and looked him up and down. "What would make you happiest right now?" She asked.

"Making love with you, of course," he smiled sexily at her.

"Is there not something else you need to be happy?"

"I cannot think of anything that makes me happier than making love with you, Sasha." He smiled.

"I'm with child, my love." She said softly, cuddling into his arms.

He had heard her words, and his hand stopped, his breathing stopped, and his eyes became big. "Are you sure?"

"I am." She smiled. "Does it please you?"

"Please me?" He asked incredulously. "My love, nothing could please me more."

He laid her down and his hand ran around her tummy, gently stroking her there. "You carry my child?" he asked still a bit stunned.

"Yes, it will come in the dead of winter, December." She told him.

And then he kissed her so tenderly she swooned. He kept kissing her and touching her and when his head shot up, he smiled so tenderly at her. "You could not have brought me better news, than this."

He bent to kiss her belly. "To think we will have a child from our love, we must thank the Creator."

"Yes, I have prayed for one, just for you."

That evening they made the most rapturous love. Wolf had been so tender with her, thinking only of her and the baby he sought to please her in every way.

She could not believe a man so powerful as Black Wolf could be so gentle, but he was. And their lovemaking was even better than before, somehow. Instead of hot thrusts, he made love to her very slowly, enjoying every moan from her lips as he was bent on pleasing her.

He kissed, teased and took her so slowly, that she gasp at the pleasure it brought between them. She had never known such a pure and giving love as this and the pleasure it gave thrilled her.

As the orgasm came, he kissed her breasts tenderly, and sustained himself for a long time inside her. She sighed with such contentment, as he continued to kiss, lave and touch her. She had never felt this loved before and it overwhelmed her to see him treat her so gently.

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