Pocahontas's eyes widened at his response, and he seemed to be amused with her reaction to his compliment as her eyes then traveled to the sexy lines at the sides of his mouth.
She managed a small smile, but still could not meet his gaze, but could not seem to stop looking at the other parts of him.
What was wrong with her! She was never a shy person, but Kocoum made her so uncomfortable, as if she was constantly on the verge of exploding, making restraint the only option.
"Pocahontas, in two days time we will be married," he continued. "I want to tell you, that I will be the best husband to you as I can be. I will make you proud, and I will take care of you always, in every way that a man can care for a woman." His voice became huskier with the last five words, and Pocahontas felt her stomach flutter.
His eyes traveled up and down as he spoke, lingering on her chest, neck, mouth, and then up to her eyes again.
She blinked hard and swallowed, finally finding the resolve to speak. "Yes, I know you will be the best of husbands Kocoum. I can only hope that I will please you as a wife."
His mouth opened slightly, and closed, as he swallowed. "You want to please me Pocahontas?"
He leaned closer to her. She stepped back slightly, but he pursued, closing the space between them.
Pocahontas panicked inwardly- he'd never been this forward with her. He'd always been the upmost gentleman, so she was unsure how to respond. She swallowed hard again, suddenly feeling like a meal ready to be devoured.
"I,…I meant…yes I do, but…" she said, struggling to find an explanation.
He reached for her arms, sliding his hands up and down.
"You do please me Pocahontas. You are everything I want in a wife. Kind, strong, beautiful, diplomatic, cheerful, hard-working, spiritual, and…. sensual. I want you and only you…I've always wanted you. My heart is so full because you want me, and have accepted my proposal."
He pulled her closer, flush against him as he smelled her hair, his nose buried on top of her head. He enveloped her in his arms, squeezing the Indian maiden tightly.
"Great Mother, …Pocahontas," He sighed softly. "You are the only thing that can make me feel weak and strong at the same time… you feel so good in my arms. I just want to touch you and hold you, and keep you safe," he said as he titled her chin upwards, drawing nearer to her mouth.
"Kocoum.." she gasped.
She felt his body shiver, and a small quiet moan slipped from his lips sending a small shock straight to her nether regions.