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served to cause her extreme irritation. He could read it in the sudden stiffening of her posture and the hardness of her lips.
    “Why don’t you just get it over with? Whatever it is you plan to do, just get it over with!” The words came out trembling. Aha, there it is! She crossed her arms over her large breasts, creating a jolt through his groin. However, his face revealed nothing.
    “Really? When someone steals something, we usually cut off a hand or mark them as a thief by scarring their face,” he said coolly. Grey Fox took a step back to further gauge her reaction. Her only reaction was a flicker in her eyes. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him that made him uneasy. While this Cat and Fox game was interesting, to say the least, it would not bode well for him in the village. If this woman continued to stand like a man, it would bring him ridicule. His position as War Chief demanded respect. This woman would have to give it to him, one way or the other. When his gaze dropped toward her breasts once more, as plan formulated in his mind.
    Without warning, Grey Fox grabbed Sarah and hoisted her effortlessly over his shoulder once again and then plopped her on top of the spotted horse. He then grabbed the mane and mounted right behind her while wrapping his arm around her middle, pulling her so close to him that she would feel every part of him, including the part that was hungry with growing desire. She stifled a whimper and quivered against him. She struggled against his grip, fighting to put some air between their bodies as they rode. He quickly rewarded her with an even firmer grip upon her and even tighter contact. The woman was weakening. She was wedged so firmly against him, that now nothing was left to his imagination. The smell of her hair, the feel of her tiny waist, the heaviness of her breasts as they rested on his forearm all spurred desire in him. The lesson Grey Fox was trying to achieve in showing the woman that he was in fact, in charge, had the reverse effect upon him. His manhood grew into a fiery erection that he could not control. The movement of the horse caused her buttocks to rub rhythmically against him; it was nearly too much for him to endure, and turning his mood sour. It seemed that even his body was accepting Red Dawn’s vision, while his heart still refused.
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    Sarah was exhausted, trying not to touch the Comanche and fighting the urge to just relax against him and let him hold her weight. But with every stride of the horse, Sarah felt the heat between them and the warrior’s growing excitement. Sarah wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, but she did know it heightened her senses and caused a funny sensation in the pit of her stomach. After two miles, her body began aching so badly she could not fight it anymore. In total exhaustion, she leaned against him and closed her eyes. It was becoming painfully obvious to her that if the warrior wanted to be brutal and take her, he could do it easily and at his own leisure. A low whistle blew from his lips and passed her ears. She turned her head to see the stallion she had been riding get in line dutifully behind them. Sarah’s heart plummeted. It seemed this man controlled everything.

Chapter Three
     
    Tom, Gerald and Wade mounted up and then disappeared beyond the horizon. Deidre watched from the porch, whispered a prayer, then wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Tom had explained that they were seeking the help of a Comanche tracker with the hopes of still finding Sarah alive. Whispering a reverent prayer, she walked back inside the home that she had shared with her daughter for eighteen years.
    Cashion Ranch was all she had left of her marriage to Kirkland Cashion. He had been a captain fighting the Indian wars when he had been killed in a raid against the Apaches. It had been their dream to make this ranch into a thriving cattle and horse operation, yet despite Deidre’s determination and the skill of Tom, the foreman, they