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finished."
                  "You are clean enough for my purposes."
                  He reached out, too impatient for the daft woman to make up her mind. He'd show her that he was in the right of things. A proper, drawn out mating was just the thing to settle her into her new home and way of life as his woman.
                  She dropped the cloth, making a wet splat sound on the floor, but neither of them seemed to notice. His focus was on her skin, damp and dewy where it shone in the firelight. He reached down and pulled her chemise over her head. She stood bare and beautiful before him.
                  Her mouth was parted slightly as she watched him lower his head to her pert nipples, gasping as he pulled one deep into his mouth. He held her hips to keep her still as he flicked the sharp point of his tongue against her sweet teat again and again.
                  He growled and bent at the knees, burrowing his face between her legs. He could not get enough of her sweet nectar, even after he hoisted one of her legs over his shoulder.
                  "Come."
                  "The bairn-"
                  "Bring her!"
                  He dragged Kendra by the hand to the sleeping chamber and watched impatiently as she tucked the child into the corner of the room on a folded blanket. Then he scooped Kendra up and tossed her onto the pallet.
                  "I will have my way with you now woman. And you will do naught to gainsay me!"
                  She stared up at him, all naked and tousled beauty on the thick furs. He pulled her legs apart and stared hungrily at the delicious spot between her legs. Then he dove forward, lapping at her petals with all he was worth.
                  Grayson thrust his tongue inside her tight wet warmth, groaning at the feel of her. She was writhing above him as he stroked his tongue in and out of her. He reached up for her most sensitive spot and lightly circled his thumb against it. Kendra shot off the bed, her body arching in his hands.
                  He grinned and kept going as she shuddered around him. Finally he stopped and lifted himself up to stare down at her.
                  Her eyes were closed and a dreamy smile was on her face.
                  That's when he realized what had happened.
                  His woman was sound asleep.

Eleven
     
     
     
     
                  Kendra rolled over onto her back, the light from the open window waking her from a deep sleep. She gazed around the room dreamily. Slowly it registered on her that this was a new place. Not that that was anything new. She woke up in unfamiliar surroundings more often than not.
                  She sat up sharply, reality crashing down on her.
                  This was his place.
                  Grayson Hendrick's.
                  A baby cried nearby.
                  A baby…. oh no, the baby!
                  How could she have left the child unattended so long!
                  She ran into the other room unclothed and stopped short. Grayson was sitting by the fire with the babe on his lap. He was bouncing his knee softly while he dribbled goat milk into Rowena's puckered lips.
                  The man was cooing.
                  Relief at seeing that all was well nearly made her giggle. Instead she sunk slowly to the floor, suddenly unable to support her legs. Grayson looked up and saw her, a smile crinkling his eyes.
                  "What are you doing on the floor woman? You merit a chair, at the very least."
                  She giggled then, loud and slightly hysterical.
                  "You find me funny? I bet you do, after you left me all alone and unsatisfied last