Chapter 13
Foreplay warning!
Tavington returns to camp, taking in the afternoon sun as it was starting to head down on the western horizon. It was hot on his face, but he welcomed it. He takes a moment to wash his sabre in the stream by the camp; it put the colonel at ease as he watches the blood of Jacob Fairgoode flow away, much like his corpse.
The colonel hated the man for a legitimate reason; he did desire to kill Awinita, but only because she was a woman and of being a Native. Tavington despised the people who viewed the American Natives as savages or thieves since they were here first after all.
He also hated Fairgoode for insulting the woman Tavington was starting to care about. While he still felt confused, he did admit that Awinita was perhaps the only woman he wanted to be around with, as the other women he met before her were dull. She, on the other hand, proved to be capable of doing things that were believed that only men could handle.
Tavington returns to his tent where Awinita was starting to come to. He kneels down next to her and gazes into her eyes. There was a brief silence between them until she asks, "How long was I out?"
"Roughly an hour," he answers, "How do you feel?" he asks.
"A bit weak for some reason," she answers and raises herself up from the cot. When she stands on her feet, they gave out like before, but Tavington catches her. "What's wrong with my legs?" she asks and the colonel sets her down on the ground. He rolls up her dress to revel her thin, slick legs that had a bluish tint to them. He takes off one black glove and starts rubbing them, slowly. His mother did this to his legs when they were weak. It was meant to get the blood flowing, again.
Awinita could feel the circulation in her legs, again, but also the desire for the colonel to touch her opening as his hand was. "William," she whispers and he looks at her, noticing that she wanted him. He wanted her, too, but wasn't sure if she was up to it. However, she takes his hand and slips it in her undergarment. She has him caress her womanhood with a slight gentle touch.
Tavington gives her a deep kiss, their tongues performing a lush dance and he continues to caress her opening, roughly now, and then slips two of his fingers in. She lets out a moan and places one hand over his, wanting him to go deep. "God..." he moans when he breaks away from the kiss and presses his lips against her neck, feeling her pulse. They continue in their foreplay and the colonel recollects on the two nights they made love; was it possible for them to do a third night?
Awinita almost lets out a cry when she felt her womanhood releases her juices. Tavington removes his hand to reveal her cum and he licks it off. "I don't know why you are so good at seducing me," she said, taking his hand to taste her cum.
"I was going to say the same thing about you," he replies and gives her another deep kiss. When they break away, Tavington helps her to her feet; they were shaking, but she could walk. The colonel pours some water from a pitcher into a bowl; he washes his exposed hand and then splashes water on his face. His cock had harden during the foreplay, but he had to return to his duties.
"Awinita," he begins after he dries his face and hands, "I have a question to ask. That bay mare, you've seen her before?" She looks at him in shock; she had forgotten about the mare that was with the drunken man, who killed Elijah.
"Yes," she answers, "She's really mine. Her name's Lady."
"Lady?" he replies and she nods.
"What's happened to her?" she asks, a hint of fear in her voice.
"I had her brought back here. She's with the other horses, a fine animal she is," Tavington answers, but stops her from leaving the tent. "You own her?" he asks, again.
"My adopted father gave her to me one day as a gift. I was probably the only girl in my family or even on the farm who could ride a horse," she answers and the colonel was once again amazed when he heard another of her talents.
"I suppose it would make sense for a hunter such as yourself to have a mount. You did cover such a long distance to..." he trails off; he didn't want to upset her about Elijah. She did look distressed upon seeing his corpse.
"How did you find me?" she asks as she was curious on how he and some of his men were able to locate her so quickly.
"I did follow you, but did lose you for some time. I did think for a moment that you did run away, but saw you by the river when I heard the gunfire," he answers.
Awinita begins to feel something inside of her; it wasn't anger or fear. She did feel confused as to why Tavington followed her, although she did feel grateful as he and his men did take the homicidal colonial into custody.
"I apologize for startling you," he said, but she doesn't speak. He did wonder if he did go too far by going back on his word when he told her that he allowed to leave camp to track down Elijah.
"William, I do want to thank you for saving me, but please don't break your word in the future," she urges him and he nods. He shows her the way to where Lady was; the mare was being fed, but she looks up to see her master.
Awinita holds out one hand for the horse to sniff and takes a step to press her muzzle against the woman's hand, which goes up her face to rest on her forehead. Lady presses hard against her master's hand and Awinita smiles.
"I've missed you Lady," she said as she hugs the mare's neck. Tavington had watched the whole thing; he was amazed by the bond between them. "I wonder how she came into that man's possession," he hears Awinita say and she was speaking to him.
"Perhaps she ran away when...when I had you brought here," he said and he recollects on the night he first saw her. Before he could speak another word, Bordon appears and they stand aside to have a conversation.
Bordon gives Tavington a note; it was a message from one of the supply routes the British Army used to transport goods from Charleston. A few wagons had been ambushed; all the supplies were taken and the soldiers had been slaughtered, not one survived.
"Collect the troops, I want to see this for myself," he tells Bordon, who obeys and rallies up the Dragoons. Tavington returns to Awinita and she sees the look on his face.
"Did something happen?" she asks.
"More of His Majesty's soldiers have been killed and much of our supplies were taken," he answers and gives her the letter to let her read it. She sees that more than twenty armed men had been reported dead. "What are your thoughts?" he asks.
"This has to be the work of radials. It couldn't have been the work of one man, but I don't know if the Continental Army would go to great lengths such as this," she answers. She then explains that she did read that the American troops would not do such tactics, although there was the possibility that some colonials would abandon this duty for personal reasons.
"I wonder if they are suffering from lack of food and medicine," she adds and looks to Tavington.
"I will take that into consideration," he said. He looks around for a moment before placing a tender hand on her shoulder and leans into her ear. "Take the musket, it's back in my tent. I want you to scout the area where that homicidal menace was," he whispers.
"You mean you're letting me go on my own?" she replies and he slightly nods his head. "I actually want to explore that area. He did yell out that I was trespassing. What did you do to him?" she asks.
"Sent him to the gallows," Tavington answers, but it wasn't true. Mr. Fairgoode was dead and the colonel preformed the execution. "He admitted in his drunken stupor that he chased after Elijah and slaughtered him. He didn't give a good reason, other than by the color of his skin."
He saw that Awinita became upset, again and she places a hand on Lady's body for balance. "Are you all right?" he asks, preparing himself if she were to fall, again, but she lets out a sigh. "What are you thinking?" he asks, again.
"Even though I barely knew Elijah, he told me that I should stay away from you. However, I don't want to because..." she trails off and looks at Tavington, his blue eyes still look cold as ice.
"What is it?" he insists she answer as he was wondering why she didn't listen to Elijah.
"I feel safe around you," she said in a whisper, which did surprise the colonel. He didn't ask why she felt that way as this was what he was hoping to hear. He didn't want her attention be shifted to another man and that he did want her all to himself. He then felt the emotion of happiness for a brief moment, but he begins to question it.
His heart had hardened after his mother died and when he found out his father squandered everything they had, he felt detached from his emotions, apart from anger and lust. His mother did tell him that the one way to make himself happy was to make his significant other happy.
"I have to go. Try to be back before dark," he whispers, again, and gives a gentle kiss on her cheek. He collects his horse and joins with his troops. Awinita watches him go and notices Kobe; his dark eyes showed a fear and bitterness.
She prepares Lady for the exploration of the woods beyond the river where Elijah was found. She did prefer bareback and she takes Lady by the rein. She stops to collect the musket she used earlier and went to the woods, but upon arriving, Kobe stops them.
"What are you doing?" he asks, although he doesn't let her answer. "Don't listen to what that man said to you. He will discard you like all those other-" "Quiet!" she snaps at him, her tone harsh.
"You don't know what you're talking about," she said and she mounts on Lady.
"I think I do! You've become his mistress! His whore!" Kobe replies, which stung Awinita to her core. Did Tavington desire her only for sex? She did feel confused at first, but remembered the colonel saying he sympathized people like her. He was the only other man, apart from her father and brothers who did not treat her like a fragile doll.
She gives Kobe a death glare and commands Lady to trot, leaving him behind, but she would tell Tavington about what Kobe called her once he was back at camp. She then began to wonder; Elijah did tell her about Tavington's cruel actions on the colonials. Was she becoming brutal like the colonel?
From the author: Seems that some hostile feelings are starting to materialize in Awinita, but will she become cruel? Will have to wait and see.