This time, he seemed to take forever. Her body ached from head to toe as he continued to violently slam into her. Kitty now lay on the ground on her belly and Jude Bonner continued to lay on top of her. Her mind seemed to run in circles, she could think. Where was she? What had happened to her? She wasn't sure anymore. Perhaps it was confusion, or maybe her mind trying to deal with the assault. Her body had betrayed her with his ministrations. And she cursed her body for allowing him this small victory. The weight of his body, was all she knew. The numbness seeped into her body, yet somewhere in her haze, she felt him pulling her off of the ground. His hands were straightening her clothes and she couldn't move from him. Something snapped, and the tears began once again. She cried as his hands came up to adjust her blouse.
"Noo." She sobbed. He grabbed her hand and pulled her arms behind her back. He then reached up with his free hand and touching her face, pushing a red lock back.
"I would keep you, Reds, but I think it would be more effective if I send you back to your man." His mouth came down on hers once again, hard. His tongue angrily pushing past her lips and violating her mouth as his body had. His hand had slipped back into her blouse and he brutally squeezed her breast, causing Kitty to cry out once again. Jude grabbed her arm, none too gently and dragged her over to the horse and lifts her up into the saddle. Climbing up behind her, he reached around her waist and took the reins in hand. Giving her breast one more, gentle squeeze he smile. "Oh yeah, Marshall Dillion sure knows how to pick his women." He laughed as he pulled on the reins and carefully sent his spurs into the horse's belly.