Come on guys I only got two reviews for my last chapter - Where is the love?!

Anyway this is my next instalment - it's a little steamy, so be warned! The action will come soon, I promise - I just wanted to give the two love birds some precious time together, you know before all hell breaks loose and all that!!

(For my next fic I'm thinking of a collaboration, so if anyone's interested please let me know.)

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Sam woke with a huge smile on her face, stretching she purred with a deep sexual contentment and a shudder of delight coursed through her body as she remembered the magic of the night before.

"I still can't believe it!" She said to herself looking at her left hand whilst watching the sunlight bounce off the huge diamond on her finger. How he had managed to pull this off without her knowing she had no idea. Everything had happened in the blink of one magical eye, from Cameron's proposal to their marriage, Sam grinned – it couldn't have been more perfect if they had all the time in the world.

When her thoughts returned to the previous night, her insides bubbled with happiness. He had shown her so much love and care; he made her feel so special, like she was the most beautiful woman in the universe, by the way he touched her and in the way he looked at her.

Rolling over onto her side, she watched the sleeping form of her husband. Just watching him evoked a sudden rush of sensual energy within her.

Careful not to disturb him, she reached over and placed the softest of kisses on his lips, "You have no idea how thankful I am to have you in my life."

Content just to explore him with her eyes, for the moment, Sam began with his face. He looked completely relaxed; the worry lines that she had seen so many times over the years were no longer there. All the flesh wounds to his face had healed but some had left faint permanent scars across his temple and through his left brow. She loved his nose it was perfect, they way it flared when he was frustrated or angry or when he was aroused. Cameron's eyes flickered as the sun rose to mark the beginning of a new day. Moving over him, Sam blocked the sunlight with her naked body and continued with her exploration as he slept in her shadow.

His lips parted slightly as he breathed in and out. Leaning into him Sam closed her eyes enjoying the sensation of the warm air fanning her face and neck. Her eyes hooded with arousal, she traced an almost invisible line from the side of his face all the way down to his lower abdomen. She revelled in the way his muscles tightened underneath her fingertips. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the strong and steady beat of his heart beneath her hand.

Cameron opened his eyes and squinted against the sunlight as he looked up at his beautiful wife towering over him like a Greek goddess, "Morning." He murmured as he fell under her spell, completely mesmerised by her. His heart swelled with pride and love for his wife, his soul mate.

Sam put her hand against his mouth and shook her head – no talking. Lying down next to him and propping herself on to her elbow, she lightly stroked his body with her fingertips, taking her time over the entire length of him. Her eyes never left his as her hands traced every inch of him with long leisurely lustful strokes.

Straddling him, she made long gliding caresses across his shoulders, arms and chest. She had memorised every line and contour of his body and all the different textures of his skin.

Cameron surrendered - this was all about her.

He held the answers to all her questions, her eyes brimmed with pure unadulterated lust and fiery passion, she wanted him and she was going to have him in any way she wanted.

His hot gaze looked at her from under thick, dark eyelashes and she knew he was feeling everything she was feeling. "I love you." His voice was husky and ragged.

He had never felt this kind of craving for a woman in his life; his hunger for her was insatiable, his thirst unquenchable. He had to touch her, no; he needed to touch that glistening lithe naked body.

He threaded his fingers into her blond hair, cupped her face in his rough palms, and brought it closer to his own.

God, he was so sexy and dangerous, she could read it in his eyes. She had always known there was a feral side to him the untamed and barely suppressed wild man. He had the power to turn her into a quivering pool of hormones with just a single smouldering glance.

Their eyes met and locked. She was his wife, he was her husband, and that was all that mattered to her. Nothing and no one would or could ever come between them; she would make sure of that.

Sam took his mouth and ravaged it in a long hard kiss, their tongues danced and mated; taking his bottom lip into her mouth, she suckled and bit down greedily. Pulling away, she admired her mark on him whilst continuing to rub her body against his. She could feel him hot and ready, throbbing, desperate to be inside her, she could hear it in his quick shallow breaths, and she could smell the ripe anticipation.

Cameron was at the threshold of his control and she knew it yet still she teased and tormented him taking him to the brink of insanity and back.

"Sam!" He begged light headed with need.

"Yes…?" She asked licking her lips.

That did it, any control he had left vaporised in an instant. Grabbing her by the hips, he lifted her, pulled her down on top of him, and thrust into her in one swift motion.

Sam gasped at the sensations that zinged through her. She rode him slow and gentle then hard and fast, savouring each sensory experience. Cam held back until she came. Sam let out a scream of satisfaction as her release shuddered through her.

"Sam look at me!" Cameron demanded as he exploded inside of her.

Spent and sated, they held onto each other as their bodies continued to hum in the aftermath.

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"Col. Carter? Col. Mitchell? Come in."

Sam's eyes snapped open at hearing their names.

"Col. Mitchell? Col. Carter? This is Atlantis please come in." Sam untangled herself from Cameron's arms and reached for her bag; searching it, she pulled out the radio and responded to the call.

"Go ahead." Sam answered keeping her voice low.

"Ma'am we have an emergency, both you and Col. Mitchell are needed back at Atlantis ASAP. A jumper's on its way to pick you up, it should be there in…an hour…"

"What's going on?" Alarmed Sam questioned the communications officer.

"Dr Hendrickson's team has failed to check in and they aren't responding to any radio calls."

"How long are they over due?"

"Three hours Ma'am."

"We'll be ready." Sam switched the radio off and rubbed her forehead, thinking. Three hours over due especially for a team made up of anthropologists and a botanist (if she remembered correctly) was a long time. Even if they had gotten carried away, they should have still responded to the radio transmissions.

Sam looked over at Cameron; she didn't have the heart to wake her sleeping beauty.

"Cameron, honey wake up," Sam whispered shaking him gently.

"Everything ok?" Cam asked sitting up alert.

"We have to go. Something's come up; we're needed back at Atlantis."

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They had made good time getting back to the village and again they had to decline the villagers' offer of a morning meal much to their disappointment. They excused themselves as the jumper came into visual range and made their way towards the pick up point.

Sam was looking up at the sky watching the decent of the jumper when a party of light around her hand caught her attention, it was only then she realised that they were still wearing their rings.

"Cam…" At his questioning look, Sam gestured at his hand. They both exchanged looks of regret as they took their rings off and threaded them onto the chains that held their dog tags.

Cameron moved closer to her and placed a hand on the small of her back, leaning in he whispered, "I might not get the chance to say this again anytime soon…"

"Say what?" Sam asked her lips a hairs breath away from his.

"That I love my wife very much."

"I have it on good authority that your wife loves her husband more than she ever thought was possible." Sam murmured pulling away regretfully as the jumper landed. They boardered the jumper in silence but not before they took a long wistful look at the land that had been their paradise, their own private sanctuary if only for a while.

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