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"Don't pull away," he said in a low voice. "I won't hurt you. I just want to… love you." Slowly he turned his head from side to side, caressing Ja
Ja
And still the moment and the unraveling and the sweet ravishment continued. Ty's name burst from Ja
And then he touched her so perfectly, so gently, so hotly that she wept his name and died.
For a long time Ty held Ja
"You're not a whore, Ja
Chapter Thirty-Three
Lucifer cantered across the valley toward Ty and Ja
"Hard to believe he's the same horse that stumbled into this valley three weeks ago," Ja
"More like a month," Ty corrected.
She said nothing, although she knew that it had been precisely twenty-four days since Ty had carried her to the steamy pool and then had brought such intense, exquisite pleasure to her. Twenty-four days, each one longer than the one before, because he hadn't touched her since then. Not once. Not even in the most casual way. It was as though she stood behind an invisible wall too thick and too high for him to reach across.
Lucifer came to a stop a few feet away from Ja
With a hunger Ja
Each time she had begun to think Ty didn't want her anymore, she would turn around suddenly and see him watching her with hunger blazing in his green eyes. Yet he never moved toward her, always away. He would not touch her.
You're not a whore, Ja
The words Ty had spoken that first night in the valley echoed in Ja
When a week had gone by and Ty had made no move to touch Ja
He still would not touch her.
Ja
But that wasn't the worst.
The worst was the emptiness growing inside Ja
A velvety muzzle nudged Ja
With a stifled cry Ja
I can't be with Ty like this. I can't bear it. It's worse than being alone. It's like watching Papa die all over again, all the life, all the possibilities, all the laughter, all the love, everything sliding away beyond my reach.
Something thumped soundly against Ja
"H-hello, girl," Ja
The catch in Ja
And he wouldn't take her.
"Easy, son," Ty said, making his voice as gentle as he could under the circumstances.
Lucifer eyed Ty warily, telling the man that his attempt to be reassuring hadn't been very convincing.
"Let's take a look at that wound," Ty murmured, smoothing his hands over the stallion's warm hide. "Easy, son, easy. I'm not going to hurt you."
The echo of Ty's reassurances to Ja