by Rita Hestand
Maggie told Dakota and he was pleased that they would all come.
The rehearsal went well, but afterwards the new couple wanted to talk and Dakota told them he had to walk her home and do a few other things tonight, so they finally walked off.
Dakota looked at her. Maggie was shaking. "Wonder what they wanted." Maggie asked him.
"Whatever it is, it isn't important. You scared?"
"No, not at all, I'm excited." She smiled.
Jo Ella and Harry, Nadine and Gabe and Sarah and then Luke brought Ma and followed them to the clearing in the woods.
The Shaman was blessing the land about them and was dressed in a colorful outfit with a headdress on with horns. Luke took delight in the ceremony to respect the holy place of marriage and the land. They shook hands and smiled.
The Shaman danced about, blessing the people that gathered. There were all the girls and their husbands, and several of the Indian people came to witness it too.
Dakota told Maggie exactly what to do, as they draped blue blankets on them and began the ceremony. There was a dish of corn mush and Dakota dipped his hand in each side, representing the four corners of the earth, east, west, south and north. She followed him and then the Shaman blessed them. After the blessing he drew his knife and cut them both on the arm, put their arms together as one, tied them and they were married, as he slipped the blue blankets from their shoulders and covered them with one white one to show their unity as one.
Maggie tiptoed to kiss him when it was over.
Then Luke stood up and they held hands, but first he complimented the Shaman for such a wonderful marriage ceremony.
Nadine sighed aloud, "That was a beautiful ceremony."
Maggie smiled, "Wasn't it."
"Now we'll have the white ceremony," Maggie smiled.
It was a beautiful service with traditional vows and Maggie and Dakota looked so happy.
Gabe shook Dakota's hand and wished him well. Ma kissed Maggie, then Dakota, "Be good to each other."
The girls crowded around them and kissed Dakota and Maggie.
Dakota nodded. "You have all honored us with your presence and I will remember it forever." He smiled then bent to kiss Ma on the cheek. "You are like a mother to Maggie. For that I thank you too."
Ma grinned. "No thanks needed, she's a darling."
Gabe pulled the wagon around and they piled in and left. The Shaman had left when it was over. A few Indians came up and said something to Dakota, shook hands with Maggie then they left.
Dakota turned to Maggie now. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the shack he'd found. It was a long way, but he wasn't even out of breath. There was a growing sexual tension between them as they entered the cabin.
"Aren't I too heavy?" She cried.
"No, you are just right." He grinned.
He opened the door to the cabin. It was lit with candles and lamps and a fire was already going to take the chill off of them.
"How did you do all this?"
"I have many friends too." He smiled.
Maggie had worn a beautiful white silk gown, and he stared at her in the dim light. "You are so beautiful my love."
"Would you undo my dress?" She asked huskily.
He turned her around and began to unbutton the dress. It fell in a heap on the floor. But what was beneath shocked and pleased him beyond words.
She stood in a white lace camisole, that hid very little.
His grin widened. "My wedding present." He whispered.
His lips went straight to her bosom as he smothered his head against her there. She felt goosebumps all over her as his lips nudged the cleavage downward. He turned her around slowly and began untying the ribbons that held it.
"I never seen anything so beautiful in my life." He whispered as hand moved her hair and his lips caressed her shoulders.
"I found it a month ago, I was saving it for tonight." She cried.
"I'm glad you like it. I wanted to please you, excite you."
"You are the most beautiful woman in the world. You don't even have to try to…excite me." He grinned again. "And you are mine, all mine. This beautiful piece of material entices the imagination." He whispered, as his lips nibbled her arm and shoulder. "I want to savor this night between us. I do not want to rush. I want to taste, smell, touch, and inhale you slowly, like you savor a Thanksgiving meal."
As he unlaced her the camisole fell to the floor. Instead of turning her around, he wrapped his arms around her and massaged her breasts with his big, warm hands. She leaned her head back and kissed his jaw. His head bent to her shoulder as he watched her breasts respond to his teasing. She squirmed, and she felt his arousal against her. She sighed softly knowing she had excited him so easily.
Suddenly her white silk drawers followed her camisole to the floor, and she stood naked against him. His hand followed the trail from her flat stomach to the round of her hips to her love nest as she continued to lean against him, enjoying the way he was touching her. But it wasn't fast, it was slow, enticing, mesmerizing. Like a blind man reading braille, his hands discovered all of her. She spread her legs and let his hands excite her, warm her, making her wet and ready. It took little doing as the look in his eyes made her melt.
Slowly, he picked her up in his arms and kissing her, he put her on the bed gently.
She posed provocatively for him, and his eyes glittered into hers. "The vision of you like this, I will carry for the rest of my life."
She looked at him and waited as he took his boots off, then he undid his deerskin clothes now, and she watched in fascination. He wore a deerskin shirt and legging, and the more he peeled off, the more her breath hitched.
"I love looking at you," She said with such deep throated longing. "Your skin is so smooth, and hard and tanned. I love the color of it, and even more the feel of it, and the taste."
"We are one in that too, for I too love those things of you."
"Oh Dakota, I can't believe it, we're married now. Truly."
"Tonight we are officially one." He smiled as he came to her.
He pulled her to him and kissed her longingly on the lips. When he came up for air, she posed herself against him provocatively and thrust her breasts toward him for is tender manipulations.
He smiled and dipped his head to touch her there. She squirmed when his warm mouth covered one breasts pulling it gently inside his mouth, sucking against her, swirling his tongue at the beautiful pink tips of her breasts he feasted for long lingering moments, then the other.
Her hands went over his chest, slowly, and her mouth followed.
But his lips began to travel once he and fully taken her breasts, he moved down slowly to her belly, caressing her belly button, dipping his tongue inside, kissing her there, and then to her love nest. He slowly spread her legs, his kisses going up and down her long curvy legs and back up where he let his mouth linger on the soft folds, she moaned and brought her hips off the bed to meet his lusting mouth.
"Easy my love, we have all night, don't rush what is so sweet between us.
"Yes," she agreed with another sigh.
He moved his lips down the other leg, looking, tasing, sniffing, and caressing her. She thought she might die from the anticipation of that lovely mouth of his.
As he traveled back up and settled comfortably between her legs, he looked at her beauty nest. "Like the rest of you, it is beautiful." He murmured as his lips covers her and his tongue began to wet her slowly with many long lusting licks of his tongue. She moaned aloud. she was moving against him thrusting herself so he could reach her better, holding his head, her fingers combed his hair as he kept arousing her. But when his tongue touched her center core, he kissed it first, the made love with his hot tongue that flicked with a rhythm against her there.
"Oh my love, I don't know how much longer I can hold it."
He smiled against her there, she could feel the smile.
"Do you like my touches?" he murmured.
"Oh God, yes, I never knew a man could be so gentle and yet I'm so on fire, so close…"
"Let it flow my love, I will sup upon you as you reach it."
She gasp as his lips and tongue manipulated her into a orgasm that had her raking his back with her nails and thrusting her hips of his loving touches.
When she had the orgasm, her fingers scraped his back and she lifted her hips to give him leave to kiss her longer. T sup the sweetness of their love.
As she came down from the orgasm, he moved slowly back up to her, kissing her belly, then her breasts and finally her mouth once more. And just as he covered her lips, he entered her and drove himself as deep as she could allow him. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him ever closer, and they began the rhythm of life together. Her muscles contracted around his shaft, making him pump himself inside her with long lingering strokes. They reached orgasm together as she tightened her hold of him and clutched him to her with her long legs.
It was a long orgasm that he kept encouraging as his finger softly made love to her nub. He heard her words and they encouraged him to continue for as long as he could to hold that sweet moment between them.
"I never dreamed such a lover existed." She cried.
"I never dreamed I'd get the chance to be that lover." He smiled and laid his head against her pillowed breasts.
They slept a short while, content to be in each other's arms.
"I've missed being in bed with you, having your arms around me, kissing me, saying such sweet things in my ear." She sighed.
"We will have to make up for all the times we have missed, tonight." He smiled. "I hope you're not too sleepy."
"You won't get an argument from me, my love. I hunger for your touches. And sleep is the last thing on my mind, tonight."
"I mean to have you until I have no strength left." He smiled.
"I'm ready for you, my darling." She cooed.
His lips trailed from her ear to her breasts where he continued to kiss and love on her "You pleasure me so much."
He rolled her over so that she lay on her stomach now and he sighed at the sight of her backside. "Beautiful," He murmured. "So perfect, not too big, and yet not too small."
She lay comfortable, trusting in anything he might want to do.
His hand went from her lovely back to her backside, his fingers cupping her buttocks, as his lips began to wander over her there. She relaxed, trusting him fully.
He smiled.
"You are not afraid?"
"No…I know you will not harm me."
"This is a pleasure I do not take often, but I must have all of you tonight. There must be no part of you I have not taken with my love. I will be gentle, but thorough." He whispered as he leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"I'm yours." She purred.
He sniffed her, he bent his nose to nudge her her butt cheeks open, he let his tongue entice as his lips found her crevice and licked and wet and enticed. She could hardly wait, she lay still, her stomach churning with what might come next. He and covered her gently there with his mouth, his lips moving, his tongue flicking until she was wet and warm and ready. "Raise yourself so I may enter." He commanded.
"Yes," She sighed.
He twirled his tongue over her there and she raised her hips to give him easier access as her eyes came open and she spread herself open to him, her knees going outward.
His finger went inside the hot opening, as he slid himself against her. Like a primevil animal he circled her with his shaft. She moaned aloud. And then he began to work her nub with his fingers gently so as not to rub her raw, and she began moving in a rhythm. His shaft slid slowly inside her, immediately pulled tighter against her as she worked her muscles and her body melted at his sweet touch.
"Your so gentle…it's so lovely…"
He smiled, kissing the soft swell of her breasts, as he pumped himself slowly into her and she went into some strange place in her head as he managed another orgasm from her and he pulled out afterwards, sighing and slumping against her. He lay on top of her for a few minutes, spent.
"You are truly the most beautiful woman I've ever known. Now we are complete." He sighed.
They curled into each other and slept a little while.
It was early morning and she woke and turned toward him. "Now it's my turn," She whispered.
His eyes opened. "Do with me what you like woman, I'm yours."
She giggled.
She squirmed as her lips took a long trip down his luscious body, kissing, nipping, tasting, she moved with a slowness that had him so excited his shaft shot upward. She smiled. Now she would play with him, and please him beyond measure. She took hold of his shaft, looking at it's beautiful color, and how hard it had become at her touches. Her lips kissed the tip, he was wet there and she tasted him, then she let her lips caress him, her tongue moving against the tip until he could barely stand it. He jerked, and sighed and ran his hands through her beautiful hari.
She circled him, then moved to slide her lips up and down him. He helped her, moving his hips to the rhythm she created. and he cricled her head with his powerful legs, encouraging her movements and rejoicing in her victory over him, he suddenly had an orgasm and shook with the need to release. When he did, she swallowed and slowly moved off him.
He pulled her up and kissed her long and hard. Her hands splayed through his hair. "Did I please you?" She purred, pulling up to look into his shining eyes, and wide smile.
"If you pleased me any more, I'd be dead, but I'd die with such pleasure."
She chuckled. He kissed her again.
Once more they curled into each other's arms and slept.
It was morning when they opened their eyes.
"Do you ever think we'll get enough of each other?" She asked as she circled his nipple with one finger.
"I hope not." He laughed. "I can't imagine the day when I don't want to be pleasured by you, my love."
"I love you to distraction. I love your body, I love us coming together and I love how much you enjoy me kissing you. I love the fact that every time we love, we reach a climax together without effort, it just happens. You fill all my needs and wants."
He made a guttural sound and continued his caresses down her neck.
"Sometimes the anticipation makes it hard to hold off. But we cannot be happy until the other is happy."
"Dear God, I love you so much. It's hard to explain why, there are so many reasons."
"And I you, my love." He murmured against her breasts. "There is no getting enough of you. To lay my head here, is heaven, to kiss you here, is what dreams are made of. I'm not sure I'll ever get enough of you."
Her smile melted over his hot skin, as she tasted him. "I'm glad you want me all the time. Like I do you."
"We will have many children. I can tell you that now, for I won't keep my hands off you unless you are sick or too tired."
"I hope so, my darling. Would you love me if I couldn't have any children?"
He pulled up to look down into her eyes. "I love you, that will never change. Ever. I promise you that. You are mine, and always will be. Whether we have a dozen children, or none, my love for you will never fail."
"I'm glad."
He kissed her tummy, "But as much woman as you are, I can't imagine you not having many children."
"You carry the seeds my darling."
"Yes, and I will plant them often." He smiled. "With such pleasure."
"Oh, I’m so happy when I'm in your arms." She cried. "I've never felt this safe, this happy."
"We must prepare ourselves for when you become pregnant."
He kissed her softly on the lips.
"I will go where you go, always." She told him.
"And I must find a place for us to go and live."
"You know that Mrs. Campbell was really staring at you yesterday." Maggie looked at him as he cuddled her in his arms. "I wanted to rip her eyes out. It was the way she looked at you."
"Mrs. Campbell?"
"The magic act."
"Oh yes, many people stare because I'm Indian. It does not bother me."
"No, that is not why she stared. I saw lust in her eyes. There's something about her that I don't like, and I'm not sure what it is yet. But I don't like her staring at you like that. As if she's undressing you."
"Jealous, you?" He laughed. "You think I could ever look at another woman after having you? You are my prize, my pet, my love forever. I want no one but you. We will sacrifice much in life for each other, but it will be pure pleasure, because of our love."
"Such a declaration of love deserves for me to return that loyalty to you too. I want no other either. You please me in so many ways, with your kindness toward my friends, your appreciation for Ma, but most of all, I've never felt this safe in my life, even with what we face, I know somehow it will work out for us. Because our love is true."
"I have wanted you since the first day I set eyes on you."
"Impossible, you were snubbing me the first day."
"Never, I wanted you then, and thought you would never want me back."
"Little you knew." She smiled and raked her teeth gently over his nipple.
"You're a saucy woman."
"And I am jealous when the magician's wife looks at you. She tries to seduce you with her gaze."
"Her husband is a strange man. He hardly talks at all, although perhaps he doesn't want to talk to an Indian. He refused my watching out for them. Said he could protect them himself. I told Mr. Montgomery and he said that was fine, he had offered, that was enough."
"That's strange isn't it?"
"Very. But today is not the day to worry over them. I've made us a snack, cheeses, fruit, and bread. Are you hungry?" He asked.
"Later, right now, I just want to lie here in your arms and bask in the fact that we are finally married and together again. Oh Dakota, I wish things were different for us. I wish we could walk down the street hand in hand, showing our love. Even though I know it's impossible. I wish it. I wish it for you. Because I'm so proud to love you."
"It is enough that I have your love." He kissed her on the shoulder as he folded her back against his chest and ran his hands to her breasts where he tempted her easily.