He stepped on a branch that broke under his weight. Her eyes flew to him and she frowned. She looked away as he approached her.
“What do you want?” Hannah snapped.
“I never laid with her.”
Her eyes flew to him. She certainly had not been expecting that. She however didn’t believe him. “She was naked on your fur. I haven’t forgotten that.” She should have known then that he was a busy man. With women. “You left me last night.”
“To breathe. I met her...”
She looked at him. Where was this leading?
“I was weak with desire. Tempted. But I did not lay with her.”
As much as she did not want to admit it, she believed him. Why would he even lie about such a thing? Anika on the other hand had been a troublemaker. However...
“You don’t owe me an explanation, “Hannah said. He could do whatever he wanted to do with his life.
“You need to know. I desire you only,” Bear Claw said, placing a hand on her shoulder. She flinched, moving away from him.
“Do not desire me!” she glared at him. How could he tell her such words? She wasn’t even sure if he was being honest with her.
He pulled her to him, his lips smashing into hers. She resisted for a moment as the kiss deepened, her body went limp. She moaned, her hands hovering, unsure of what to do.
The kiss was powerful. Desperate. Hungry. She wanted more as she pressed her body to his. She stretched on tiptoes, kissing him.
And then he pushed her dress down. She gasped as his rough tan hand grabbed at her breast. Tweaking it. Her back hit a tree as his mouth lowered to her. She bit silently the moan that threatened to explode. He was hungry. For her. Sucking her deep into his mouth.
“Bear Claw!” she cried, her fingers digging into his hair.
He pulled away from her, taking deep breaths.
“You desire me.”
She shook her head frantically.
“Why do you deny this?” he asked.
“I...” How could she deny what was clear and obvious?
“I want you,” Bear Claw whispered, sending a chill over her body. “You fight the truth. Our desire. Tonight, we will have each other.” Bear Claw had made up his mind in that moment. He could not wait any more to have her. He needed to be buried inside her.
Her eyes widened at his words. No way!
“I will not force you,” he quickly said, reading her fear. “I will give you pleasure only. You decide.”
He pulled away from her. He had given her a choice. To be with him tonight. Or not to be with him. Whatever choice she made, he would accept it. If she choose not to be with him, then he would accept that the spirits were unfair in giving a woman who did not desire him.
Hannah watched as he left. His shoulders slumped as if in resignation. A scream welled inside her. She wanted to yell. Throw something. She had never felt this frustrated in her life. He was giving her a choice. And some part of her felt she should consider herself lucky. How many brutes like him would give her a choice? Instead of taking her from the very day she had come here. He had been patient with her.
Another part of her roared in anger. It was her body. Not his. She decided who she would lay with. No one should take that from her.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the warm air. If she said no, would he let her go? Perhaps he would and she would return to her family. She knew he would not force himself on her. And if she said yes. To a night of passion. Would he let her go?
The choices she had were confusing. What however was not confusing was that she wanted the brute who had kidnapped him. She wanted him to tempt her with the sweet kisses. She wanted him to give her pleasure that no man had given her.
She opened her eyes. She was not back at home. She was out here in the middle of nowhere. For a moment she had hoped that when she opened them, she would not have to make tough decisions.
A bird flew over in the sky. The evening would soon arrive. And soon after the night would come.
