Chapter 8

Lemon warning!

Awinita leaves the medics tent just as the first few stars began to appear in the night sky. Despite the summer heat, she felt a cold numbness inside of her. She was nervous of seeing Tavington, but she gave a quick prayer to her mother's spirit, hoping that the colonel will not hurt her.

She walks to his tent and notices Tavington with Bordon, the same Red Coat he was with when talking to the injured private. They see her and she was about to step out, "So this is the famous Native woman who took Dickinson by surprise. Never thought I live to see that," Bordon said and shows her in.

There was a lantern burning and a few documents on Tavington's table. "Awinita, please have a seat," he said and she obeys.

The two Red Coats look at her and she could feel a sense of uncertainty. "Miss Awinita, the reason I ask you to come is that I want to hear what you have to say about this 'Ghost'," Tavington asks.

The two stare at her and she begins to think. "It can't be a spirit or something unnatural, it would have to be a man, of flesh and blood," she replies and they nod.

"Indeed, the twenty soldiers who were killed were shot or hacked to death, no ghost would have that capability," Bordon said and Tavington nods again. "I bid you goodnight milady, sir?" Bordon adds and Tavington lets him leave.

Awinita thought of standing up, but remains still. Tavington then walks to a table that had bottles of wine. He opens one and pours a generous amount in one glass and then gives it to her.

"I don't drink," she replies, but he insisted that she take it. She takes it and he pours another glass. He then stands beside her, making her feel uneasy.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" he asks, but she doesn't answer. "Miss Awinita, you might have heard rumors of my cruelty, but deep down I am a compassionate man towards those who are different," he explains.

The young woman stands from her seat and looks into his icy blue eyes. "Why are you interested in me? If you are compassionate towards people like me, why are you taking the time to see me?" she asks, but Tavington stands up and places a hand on her cheek.

"It's because I like you," he replies, "I never seen a woman such as you defend yourself like you did with Dickinson. You were outnumbered, but you surprised me." Awinita's skin broke out in goose flesh as Tavington's hand caresses her cheek. It wasn't out of fear, so she places her hand on his.

"I would like to show you that I mean no harm," he whispers into her ear. He then kisses her on the forehead and a calming sensation fills her body. She looks up at him and, seeing that he was taller than her, she stands on her toes to kiss him on the lips.

Tavington leans down and encloses her in his arms, while kissing her, their tongues intertwining. He lifts Awinita into his arms and takes her to his cot. "Wait, would the others hear us?" she asks in a whisper, but he chuckles.

"Many of these soldiers bring prostitutes back from the taverns, so I hear them all the time," Tavington replies and begins to shed his uniform. He takes off his shirt to reveal a clean-shaven chest and muscles. He kisses Awinita, again and whispers, "I don't see you as a prostitute. They are discarded after one night. I hope to see you more than I want to."

He helps her remove her dress and begins to kiss her neck. His hands touch her thighs and she lets out moans. "Are you a virgin?" Tavington asks and Awinita's cheeks went hot.

"Yes," she answers, but she wasn't sure how he would react.

"Are you familiar with sex?" he asks, again and she nods. He stands up and walks over to his desk. He takes out a case and opens it to reveal a strange, skin-like item.

"What is that?" Awinita asks and watches Tavington removes his pants to reveal his erect cock.

"It'll protect you from an unwanted pregnancy. It's made from the intestine of a lamb," he answers and slips it on. He gets back on top of Awinita, but forces her legs open. "This will hurt for a bit," he whispers into her ear.

"I don't care," she replies and they kiss again. She feels his cock at her opening and she was hungry for him. At that moment, Tavington forces his member into her, she lets out a gasp of pain, and grabs his back. He thrusts slowly in her, the pain was almost intense, but Awinita lets him continue.

Then, the pain began to die down and she feels the pleasure of having Tavington inside her overtake her. The gasping had turned into moans and Tavington's thrusting went faster and harder. He was feeling the same pleasure as Awinita and he looks down at her. This native woman was different than the other women he met. She was brave and beautiful. He never saw any form of bravery in the other women.

He feels Awinita's insides closing in on his cock and he speeds up. "You're so...tight..." he said and he feels her hands tightening on his back, her finger nails digging into his skin.

Awinita looks up at him, Tavington had broken out a sweat, but he still went deeper into her. "William..." she hears herself say. He hears her say his name and he feels the climax coming.

"Awinita..." he moans and the last few thrusts he gave were violent. "I'm...nearly...there!" he cries out and climaxes. Tavington feels the release of his seed, but he had been told that the skin barrier would stop it.

He looks back at Awinita, she was gasping for air and he removes himself from her. There was blood on the skin barrier and some had spilled onto the cot. However, he ignores it and moves her as he places himself on the cot with her on top of him. She grabs the blanket off the floor and they cover themselves with it.

"You're beautiful Awinita," Tavington whispers into her ear, "Someday, I want to make love with us in a real bed," he adds and kisses her forehead. She did prefer a bed over a cot as it only served for one.

"You want me to stay?" she asks and she feels his fingers through her hair.

"Yes, as I said I want to see you more than I want to," he replies and sniffs the top of her head. Awinita wasn't sure if Tavington would have the time to see her, as she knew the British army was always out fighting the colonists. Another thing that she was sure of was that Tavington would probably be killed in some battle.

Deep down, she felt that she shouldn't get her feelings tangled with a Red Coat, especially one who had a reputation of brutally killing innocent people. She did feel confused about whether she should trust Tavington, but with his arms enclosed around her body, she did feel safe.

"William," she whispers and he stirs, but she doesn't say anything else. They settle down to sleep, the light of the candle had dimmed as the wick burned to a stump. Awinita hears the other soldiers outside, she also hears women laughing, perhaps a few prostitutes from the taverns.

She adjusts her head on Tavington's chest and falls asleep in his arms.

From the author: My humblest apologies for the delay. I got distracted by my other stories and when this pandemic hit, it sent my world into chaos. So, I hope I still have a few faithful readers interested in this.

Even though Awinita and Tavington made love, there's still some uncertainty with their feelings, but that could change. I'll see you soon!