Chapter 10

Smut warning!

Awinita was finishing her final chore for the day, which was feeding the army's horses as they returned from battle. She did notice that at least two or three were not accounted for. Like humans, horses fell victim to battle, which sickened her.

An animal just as beautiful as a horse should not experience an untimely death in battle. Awinita then starts to have fond memories of her own horse, Lady. She wasn't sure if the Red Coats took her or slaughtered her.

She then notices Tavington's horse and she hugs the gelding's neck. "Is your master home?" she asks and the chestnut horse shakes his body, probably to get rid of any dust on his coat. "I know your master is home," she said and starts to groom the horse.

After a few minutes of grooming, Awinita sees the gelding eating the oats and she knows that he was ready to settle for the night. She takes a moment to try and locate Elijah, but he was nowhere to be found.

She walks to the colonel's tent which was in the middle of the camp. She was curious if any of the other Red Coats heard them last night, but she wanted to be with Tavington for some unusual reason. While he was gone, she felt an urge to be with him tonight.

As soon as she reaches his tent, she peeks in to see Tavington, his back towards her, but she could hear grunting noises. She slips inside and the grunting sound was more noticeable.

Tavington was also gasping for air and he seemed to be occupied with something in his lower region. It then hit Awinita that he was masturbating and she thought it best to not interrupt him.

"Awinita..." she hears him moan. She wasn't sure if he saw her or he was thinking of her while performing this act. She quietly tiptoes toward him and she could see him covered in sweat, but his face had a form of frustration.

"William?" she hears herself say, but she regrets it in an instant. Tavington stops fondling himself and turns to see her, his frustrated form turns to shock. Awinita could feel heat in her cheeks and turns away.

"How long have you been standing there?" he asks, but she doesn't answer. She thought it best to leave, but Tavington shouts, "Don't leave!" She stands still, wondering if the colonel would punish her for interrupting his sexual session.

She then feels a hand on her shoulder, "Please don't hurt me!" she pleads, but the hand was gentle and he pulls her to face him.

"Look at me," Tavington whispers and she opens her eyes to see the rage in his. His grip grew tight on her and she feels his member poking at her dress. "I want you," he said, almost threateningly. He kisses her roughly, but then softens the kiss, giving her a chance to breathe.

When he breaks away, Awinita looks down at his member, it was big and thick. It was poking through his pants, he undid most of the buttons, but it was tempting to her.

"You want it?" Tavington asks her. She truly wanted it and nods. The colonel lets her go down to her knees to see his member fully, she undoes more of the buttons to give it more room for her.

She then takes it into her mouth and she hears Tavington gasp. Her tongue swirls around his member, making him moan and she lets it down her throat. "God!" she hears Tavington moan and she continues to suckle on him.

She then feels his hands in her hair and one of them was forcing her to take his member down her throat. She wasn't sure how long she could keep this up, but the tip of her tongue touches his testicles.

Tavington's moans soon turn to cries of pleasure and she hears him say, "Awinita!"

Then, he climaxes and his cum spills into her mouth. It was an awful taste, but she keeps her mouth in place as Tavington gasps for air. Once the colonel releases her, she gasps for air and he pulls her up.

"Are you all right?" he asks, but she coughs in response. He gives her some water and she drinks down the salty taste of his cum. He then kisses her, wanting to taste what was left of his cum.

When he breaks away, he looks into her eyes and says, "You still surprise me. I had never cum like that to a woman." Awinita thought her legs would give out when she feels Tavington's erect member poke at her dress.

"You want me, I know you do," he said.

"Yes," she replies and he lowers her down on a blanket laid out behind his desk. The ground had more space than the cot and Awinita feels Tavington's hand on her opening, his fingers slip inside of her.

She moans as Tavington's fingers explore her insides, but he takes them out before she climaxes. He rolls up her dress and looks down, viewing her opening. He then cups her hips and slips his tongue into her. She lets out a gasp as she feels his tongue licking her walls, but she pleads, "William...more...more..."

Tavington's tongue goes deep into Awinita, her juices were sweet like a lemon biscuit and he increases his speed. He hears her moan and it satisfied him. After a few seconds of tongue-fucking, Awinita climaxes and her juices flow out, but Tavington was quick to catch her cum into his mouth.

He swallows her cum and towers over her, she looked beautiful and he wanted her all to himself. He looks in his desk drawer and takes out another protective item that would prevent Awinita from getting pregnant.

"Take everything off," he said and she obeys. After shedding his uniform, he removes her dress and corset, he was overcome with lust when she was completely naked. He slips the barrier item on his cock and gets in between Awinita's legs.

Tavington then forces himself inside her and Awinita didn't feel pain, but bliss as the colonel moves into her. His thrusts were gentle, but she pleads, "William...harder..."

He hears her and he makes his thrusts hard, but she still pleads, "Faster..." Tavington increases his speed, the pleasure was overwhelming him, but he was enjoying it nonetheless. He stares down at Awinita, she was staring back at him with warm eyes. He never seen such eyes. The other women he made love with were cold and he often felt disappointment afterward.

"Awinita..." he moans and he notices his brain telling him of an oncoming climax. His thrusts go much faster and harder. He hears Awinita cry out his name, again, and he stares down at her. She was also enjoying this and Tavington gives a few more thrusts.

"God...I'm...about to...!" he cries out and then he releases. He collapses on top of Awinita, exhausted, but felt achieved in what he did. He grabs a blanket from the cot and wraps her and himself in it. He takes off the skin barrier and his sperm spills out from it.

"Awinita," he said and she looks at him, "You surprise me every time I see you," Tavington adds and encloses her in his arms. It was then that he felt a new emotion cloud his mind. It wasn't lust, but he still had desire for Awinita. Was he falling in love with her?

Tavington ignores the emotion and holds her in his arms, sniffing the scent in her hair. He felt his cock harden again and Awinita looks into his eyes. She was hearing Elijah's warning in her mind, but she felt that he was wrong about Tavington.

The colonel did have a cold demeanor, but for some reason, he showed a much protective side. Awinita wasn't sure if he was softening his mood for her, but she did feel she could trust him.

"What are you thinking?" she asks him.

Tavington was thinking of her beauty, but he was also thinking of her mysterious background. She did say she was adopted by a colonist and that she was looked down upon by other colonists.

"Awinita, I know this might be sensitive, but what did the other colonists think of you?" he asks. She begins to look back of her time living with the Martin family. Benjamin had sheltered her from those who despised the natives, but there were times that she met a few who spoke ill of her.

"Some have said that I don't deserve to be raised alongside the children of a colonist," she answers and feels Tavington's grip grow tight. "Some have called my people thieves and I think they believe I'm a thief," she adds.

"Awinita," she hears him say, "I'm sorry to hear that. You don't look like a thief and I am sure your mother never stole from any of the colonists."

"I wish I knew my mother," she replies and Tavington places a comforting hand on her cheek. "There is a special place I go to speak to her and the wind would blow, as if she was responding," she said and looks into Tavington's eyes. "What of your mother?" she asks.

Tavington felt a cold sensation in his throat. His mother had died many years before and it was around the time his father started to gamble away their fortune, including his own son's inheritance.

"Oh," Awinita said and doesn't bother to pester him.

"I believe you deserve to know," he replies, "My mother was a splendid woman. She kept a beautiful garden back home, but after she died, I attended to it." Awinita was now curious of Tavington's background, but she waits for him to continue.

"It was after her death that my father started to gamble," he said and she was shocked to hear this. "I wish I knew what was going through his mind, but he lost everything. I lost everything," he adds and Awinita takes his hand.

She was aware that gambling often resulted in great consequences, especially for one's family. "I am dreadfully sorry," she said, "You lost the means to find a home."

"True, but I feel that I can find a new home here," Tavington replies and he combs her hair with his fingers. "Perhaps, one day I will take you to England," he said and she was surprised to hear this.

"England?" she asks. She remembered reading many books on the country where the colonists originated from, but she dreamed of London. "What is London like to you?" she adds.

"London? It is a strange place," Tavington answers. He was more at home in the countryside than the city of London as it was crowded with many people and often dirty from coal fires and garbage littered the streets. Disease was always rampant in such a place and he didn't want to be anywhere near a sick person.

"What are the women like there?" she asks, again.

"In truth, they are dull and dimwitted," he replies, but he had no regrets in saying his thoughts about the women of British society. "I actually never found a woman to my liking back home," he adds and Awinita feels his fingers through her hair.

She felt her skin breakout in goose flesh, she liked that sometimes, and Tavington seems to notice. Then, they hear a few men laughing outside the tent, but they were far enough away to notice them. They also hear the laughter of women, the soldiers had brought prostitutes to the camp, again. They ignore the sounds from outside and Tavington holds Awinita close.

"And what do you think of the women here?" Awinita asks, again. The colonel had seen a few women, but the majority of them catered to the soldiers' sexual desires, which he found repulsive.

"I've seen a few go to extreme lengths for survival, sleeping with rough men or be beaten by them. It does make me ill to see a woman be subjected to such atrocities," Tavington answers, but she understood quickly.

"You don't like to see a woman be beaten?" she asks.

"Be taken advantage of," he answers, "My mother was a strong-willed woman, she made sure I was well taken care of, alongside my siblings. My father also needed her advice when she was alive. Which is why I believe women are more intelligent," he explains and Awinita feels his hand on her arm. She then notices how tired she was, but she didn't want to go to sleep just yet.

Tavington, however, sees that she was struggling to stay awake. He kisses her softly on her lips and moves her in a comfortable position on his body. "You sleep now, I'll be here," the colonel said and Awinita nods before she closes her eyes.

So much was running through her mind. She enjoyed the love making with Tavington, but she was afraid that he would dispose of her if he grew tired of her presence. She was eager to escape the British Army and get back to her family, but she felt that she would be killed before she got away in time.

The only thing to do right now was to entertain Tavington and stay alive as long as she can.

The colonel was also experiencing a sense of confusion. He was sure Awinita did not like to be here, but he wanted her, even when he was far away from her. Just the sight of her put his mind at ease. Ever since his mother died, he thought he would never love another woman. His mother told him to be fair and gentle around other women, but she also told him to find a woman who was brave in the sight of danger.

Maybe Awinita was the one woman he was looking for. She was brave, she even attacked a man who threatened to hurt her and it was something Tavington never saw in another woman.

Before long, he falls asleep, still holding Awinita tight in his arms.

From the author: While Tavington was a sadist in the movie, you can't help but feel love for the villain. Some sadists have a softer side, but I think it's rare to find in real life.

I'll be seeing you soon, that is if all life's frustrations don't drive me crazy!