Free Damaged Hearts by Angel Wolfe Page A

that we know this, it’s even more important that we not leave you gals alone here.  It’s getting late and we all need some sleep.  If you don’t mind Kaitlyn, I think I’ll borrow a bunk in the bunkhouse for the night so we can discuss things further in the morning.”  Rick yawned, dropped a chaste kiss on her forehead, and headed out the front door.
     
    James and Frank, deciding that they could get by on hard tack and left over biscuits from their packs said their goodnights and exited through the kitchen.  Matt and Angel used the opportunity to slip away down the hall to Angel’s room.  Kat sat down heavily on the sofa, her mind churning over the information she had just learned. 
     

~IX~
     
    The front door opened and Rick came back inside.  Without saying a word, he sat down next to her and settled an arm over her shoulders as she leaned back.  Cautiously, he pulled her towards him and used his other hand to tip her chin up slightly looking her in the eye. 
     
    “I love you Kaitlyn.”  He stated.  “Nothing that you told me changed that.  Yes, I am madder than hell about what the sheriff, your own father, did and what he let George do.  They are going to both pay dearly for hurting you; but none of this was your fault.  While it might have developed you into who you are it doesn’t change the woman I love.”
     
    “But Rick, didn’t you hear a word I told you?”  She asked exasperatedly.  “I’m used goods.  I wouldn’t be coming to you a virgin.  What kind of mother would I make to Ali and Morgan?”
     
    You will be a wonderful mother to the girls.  Ali loves you already and Morgan will too in time.”  Rick answered patiently.  “As far as your other comment, it doesn’t even deserve a response.  Let me show you how little it means.  Granted, I won’t be the man to take your virginity but I think I will still be the first man to teach you about making love.  One good thing that comes of this; I won’t be the man to hurt you.”
     
    With that, he pulled her more fully into his arms and kissed her deeply and possessively.  He continued the hard kiss and only softened it once he felt her tentative response.  As he felt her arms slowly, go up around his neck to settle on his wide shoulders, he began to massage her back and shoulders easing her little by little onto the soft bearskin rug on the floor.
     
    Slowly, he moved his kiss from her mouth to her neck and upon hearing a small sigh of pleasure, allowed his hands to gently cup her full taut breasts.  He continued to kiss her neck and mouth alternately as his hands caressed her breasts slowly working her shirt out of her pants and releasing the buttons from their holes.  Surprisingly, opening her worn flannel shirt revealed a soft lacy camisole that showed just a slight peek of the top of her breasts.  Wanting to see more but concerned about her possible reaction, Rick moved achingly slow, working his way down showering her with kisses then again to her neck nipping lightly here and there leaving love marks of possession before lowering his head and darting his tongue out to caress her now hard nipple though the fabric.
     
    Taking her moan as permission to continue, he drew the nipple into his mouth sucking lightly at first then drawing more deeply on her breast.  His hands busily molded and caressed while his fingers pinched just enough to cause the sharp pleasure-pain sensation that had her arching her back pressing her breasts more firmly into his mouth and hands.  She tossed his hat to the side and threaded her fingers through his hair almost as if savoring the silkiness before tugging slightly to bring his mouth back to hers.
     
    “God Rick,” she whispered.  “I never knew it could feel so good.  Is it always like this?”
     
    “You haven’t even begun to experience the full extent of pleasure yet sweetheart we have only just begun; but no, it’s only this amazing when two people care for each