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Dreams assailed her sleep. Images flared to life behind her
closed lids and her heart thumped crazily in her chest as twisted scenes and
terrifyingly dark and sinister creatures moved through her sleep-drugged brain.
Terror, excruciating fear, filled her body as fangs and claws dragged over her
flesh. The savage snarls of a beast met her ears. The scream that tore from her
throat brought her up from the sweat-dampened mattress into the total blackness
of an unfamiliar place. The tremors that shook her were enough to make her
teeth chatter as she fought for breath and sanity.

Reality set in as she realized where she was and that she
had fallen into an exhausted sleep late last night. She shoved her wild hair
back from her hot face and flopped back toward the thin pillow behind her. But
instead of the lumpy bed, she felt a solid, muscular body supporting her back,
and her head was cradled between a wide shoulder and a chin as a voice
whispered gruffly against her perspiring temple. Strong, bare arms were wrapped
gently around her trembling body.

“You are safe here, Little Dove…it cannot harm you now.
Sleep…”

She closed her eyes once more and accepted his gift. Her
sleep was undisturbed by dreams as the solid beat of a heart lulled her back
into a deep slumber.

Zeke had bolted for the cabin when he had heard her
agitation and felt her fear. He could feel his enemy like a thick miasma of
hate as he ran. He sprinted for the cabin and leaped through the door to see
the shadows enveloping her on the little bed. With an enraged snarl, he called
forth his wolf and seized the demon as it hovered over her trembling form. His
wolf was powerful enough to drive away the evil, and the demon faded back into
the darkness with a wavering cry of thwarted rage. He should never have left
her side. In future, he would be more vigilant.

The woman came upright from the tangled sheets with a shriek
as he returned to his man form and quickly slipped into his bed behind her,
just in time to catch her as she fell back against him. A burst of power rolled
over him like a crashing wave as she melted against his thrumming body, and her
head came to rest beside his lowered chin.

He had known that she, like his mother, was a blessed one,
but her subconscious opened to him in that moment, letting him touch her
spirit. His body thrummed with awareness as he whispered softly to calm her,
and gathered her into the shelter of his arms.

As his woman sank into his protection, he breathed some of
his power into her trembling spirit and sent her to rest in the place guarded
by his mother’s love. He held her through the night, and decided that in the
dawn’s light he would speak with Old Joe. The medicine man would know how to
destroy the
ch’iin
. The demon would be back. But the next time, Zeke
would be ready for it. Never again would this
ch’iin
biyi golinihi
feed upon the fear of his woman.

As sunlight peeped through the thin cotton curtains to touch
her face with an irritating brilliance, Chellie rolled her head to avoid its
brightness and found her nose buried in warm skin and soft hair. Inhaling
deeply, she smiled as the scent reminded her of something pleasant…then she
came awake with a little shriek of shock, fighting upward from where she lay
against a solid, warm body and loosely embracing arms. Memory flooded back into
her muzzy brain as she scrambled from the narrow bed and whirled dizzily to
stare at what had pillowed her all night.

“You said you were going to sleep outside!” she accused
shakily, shoving her rumpled hair out of her flushed face. She did her very
best not to stare at her host’s naked chest and arms, or the sleepy, sexy way
he was regarding her as she dragged her sleep shirt back down from where it had
ridden up as she slept, revealing her bare ass.

He seemed comfortable, reclining at the head of the little
bed, his back propped against the rough log wall, as he raised his heavily
muscled arms to make a pillow of them behind his head. Her gaze moved down the
rugged map of his delicious abs to his lap, and her thoughts deserted her.
“You…you’re
naked
!” She barely found the breath to get the stupid words
out as her eyes widened and settled on the slowly awakening erection that
greeted her.

“I am that…” he replied gruffly, his eyes moving slowly down
her sweat-damp sleep shirt that clung uncomfortably to her body, reminding her
that she was almost naked herself. But, for the damn life of her, she could not
make her eyes lift from that inviting expanse of copper flesh and the
mouthwatering cock that was slowly lifting away from his taut belly to point at
her.

“You could cover up, you know!” she managed to squeak
between clamped lips.

“I could…do you want me to?” His lips curved wickedly, that
devilish scar adding to his devastatingly sexy expression.

Her heart pounded as she debated on what she should do. She
was wearing nothing under her sleep shirt and all she wanted to do was crawl up
that hot body and straddle his hips. She wanted nothing more than to sink down
over that hard, red-crowned cock that beckoned her and feel it touch every
crevice and nerve in her suddenly hungry cunt.

“Take that thing off,” he growled low in his throat, as if
he could read her thoughts clearly and knew what she wanted. “Ride me, Little
Dove. I need to feel that hot, wet cunt holding my cock tight. You want to feel
me inside you as badly as I want to be inside you…or do you want me to beg?”

He shifted his ass on the mattress and the sight made her
pussy begin to throb with need. Knowing that she had already been a total
nympho yesterday made her decision easy…why waste such a marvelous cock when
her body craved it? No one but her would ever know what she had done in this
tiny cabin in the boondocks. No one would ever know that she had let her inner
slut loose. No one but this hot, incredibly delicious man. And he wasn’t about
to tattle on her. Who would he tell? The jackrabbits or the hawk?

Reaching for the hem of her sleep shirt, she dragged it off
over her head and met his gaze. A flash of lust ran from the tips of her toes
to her nipples at the hungry way he let his eyes taste every inch of her. No
man had ever looked at her like that. He moved one arm from behind his head and
reached for her, and she took his hand as she climbed on top of his hard,
muscled body to settle her pussy wetly over his strident cock. She felt the
tremors go through his solid frame and watched his eyes close and open as if he
had to calm himself. Then both of his rough, calloused hands were sliding
slowly up her ribs to cup and squeeze her breasts, his thumbs and fingers
gently pinching and pulling on her sensitive nipples.

“Oh that feels marvelous…” she whispered huskily as she
threw her head back and savored his touch. Her hips began to move slowly,
dragging her wet pussy back and forth over his thick shaft, trailing her clit
over his steely length. The sound that came from deep in his throat made her
open her eyes and stare down into his nearly black gaze. His palms closed
harder over her breasts, and the almost-pain made her moan and bite her lower
lip. “Please… I need…”

She had no idea what she was asking him for, but she needed
more. As his hands slipped from her breasts up to catch the back of her neck,
she was slowly forced to bend forward until her nipples rubbed against his, and
his mouth sought hers as he devoured her with a kiss she could only describe as
ravenous. His fingers dug into her thick, unruly hair and turned her head
slightly so that he could get his mouth closer, his tongue deeper into her open
mouth as he lifted his hips to press his thick, hard length tighter against her
pussy.

Her clit ached to be stimulated…her nipples turned into hard
nubs of need…her breasts felt heavy and fuller as he released her hair and ran
his big hands down her bare back to cup her ass and drag her tighter yet
against his body. “God, yes…” she moaned around his hot tongue as she ran her
hands up his heavy muscles to rub his tight copper nipples. She pulled her
mouth away and gasped for air as he caught her right nipple in his mouth and
began to suck hard, sending sparks of need from her nipple to her clit with
each hungry tug. “Oh yes! More!”

He turned his attention to the other nipple and used his
hands to move her hips slowly over his cock in a lazy, sexy, teasing manner
that almost made her melt. As he moved her body over his, he lifted her a bit
and she felt his cock tip rub deeper into the wet slit of her pussy. He was
slowly pressing her over his erection until she felt the thick crown penetrate
and the wide shaft stretch her cunt as he almost snarled against her breast.

“Do you want me?” His voice was gruff, harsh. “Will you take
my cock inside your body? Do you want to feel me fucking you hard and long?”

Duh! Is he really asking
now
?

She opened her eyes and reached between their sweating
bodies to grasp his shaft where it had stopped halfway into her body. “I want
you inside me. I want to feel you fuck me hard and deep, and I will beat you to
death if you stop again,” she panted as she surged down to seat his shaft deep
inside until his balls touched her ass.

Zeke had promised that he would not take her again unless
she said she wanted him, and the way her body tightened around his throbbing
cock let him know she wanted him. He caught both lush breasts in his palms and
rose to suck hungrily as she rocked and bounced wildly on his lap. Her fingers
laced into his thick long hair and she held him to her nipple as she cried out
and her pussy clenched hard around him, making it impossible for him to even
think for a moment.

“Come for me, Little Dove. I will give you a better one
soon,” he rasped as he felt her orgasm clutch him deep inside her. When she stopped
gasping and moaning, he swung his legs over the side of the narrow bed and
rose, his hands cupping her lush ass as he rammed in hard and fast several more
times as they stared into each other’s eyes. He calmed himself and kissed her
throat, licking away the drops of perspiration. “You ready for me?”

Her inner muscles squeezed him hard and she nipped the top
of his shoulder in answer. Fighting for control, Zeke lowered her feet to the
floor and dragged the pillow off the bed onto the floor. “Kneel on that and
bend over the bed, Little Dove.”

She did so, and as he dropped to his knees behind her lush
ass and realigned his stiff cock with her dripping entry, he whispered roughly,
“You are my
bił' nashneehí
. I give you my body and my protection. I take
your body and give you my seed. Take pleasure in our joining, Little Dove, for
I am yours always.”

With the last word he entered her with a long, deep push,
and his calloused fingers slid between her and the mattress to touch his cock
where it stretched her wide. She screamed as he slammed in again and again
while his thick fingers scissored her erect clit as they slid into her
stretched opening with every thrust of his hips. Her hands reached back to
clutch his ass as he whispered words that gave her some of his strength and
tied their spirits together.

Sweat rolled off them as he wrapped his free arm around her
chest and pulled her upright against his naked body, not slowing his thrusts as
he felt himself begin to rise to a state of perfect erotic pleasure. Her cries
of need filled his ears as he gentled his fingers and rubbed her clit with the
slickness of their joining. He felt her rising to another orgasm and he
whispered in her ear, “Take the pleasure, Little Dove. It is my gift to you.”

Chellie had never felt a more intense orgasm than the one
that struck her with his cock slamming into her hard and deep and his thick
fingers making her throbbing clit come to life as he whispered words beside her
ear that she couldn’t understand. Her hands left his ass to squeeze her heavy,
aching breasts with every hard, delicious penetration of that magnificent cock.
Her throat was sore from screaming with pleasure. Her cunt was afire with
sensations that she couldn’t believe as her body arched and convulsed and her channel
clamped him tight. Then she felt his release deep inside her, washing over her
womb as he stiffened and gave a harsh shout, joining her as he continued to
slam his hips against her ass until his movements were reduced to short, jerky
thrusts.

She melted face-first onto the lumpy mattress as his grip on
her body eased. His heavy weight pressed her down but she could breathe easily.
Every nerve in her lower half vibrated and jerked as he continued to slowly
caress her clit with slow fingers, while his still-solid cock continued to move
gently in and out. Another climax was building and she was greedy enough to
want it.

“So amazing… It feels so good…” she whispered as he gently
bit the top of her shoulder, sending shocks of erotic pleasure through her. “Please…
Don’t stop…”

“Are you sore?” The muffled voice sent tingles through her
as he moved faster once more.

“No, but you must be worn out,” she panted, closing her eyes
and savoring the slow, erotic rise of passion once again.

“I could keep this up all day and all night,” he growled as
he lifted her torso from the mattress and sank back onto his heels as he pulled
her back down onto his lap, letting her feel the thick hardness of his
still-rigid cock as he thrust up into her body again and again. It filled her
completely. The tingly fluid from his first ejaculation trickled over his
thighs and his hands caressed her breasts once more as she threw her hands back
over her shoulders to pull his head forward next to hers.

“You are like some mad aphrodisiac that I can’t get out of
my system,” she moaned as he ran one hand down from pinching her nipple to
begin to tease her clit again. “Why do I feel this horny?”