Regina stirred at the fleeting touch to her cheek, murmured something indistinct, then rolled onto her stomach and buried her head beneath the pillow. It was still dark, too early and she needed to sleep. She then felt what seemed like to be the slightest touch of his lips on her shoulders.

There was a vague awareness of Robin's presence, the soft click of the bedroom door as he left, before she slid back into blissful oblivion.

Later the morning, lying in the bed, Regina drowsily opened her eyes and saw Robin on the phone outside on the deck, frowning at whatever he was saying to the person on the other end of the phone call. She laid there and reflected back on the previous night and the mesmerizing intensity of Robin's lovemaking.

Just such satisfying sex!

She could almost swear that she could still feel the imprint of his possession of her last night. As to her response...it was better that she didn't go there. She had never been like that before in her life. Starting with giving him the blowjob on the flight here, to going into her room last night and grabbing the robe and removing her clothes, she had taken a chance last night. She had wanted him, wanted them so very much last night.

Wild and wanton, the silky purr of her voice...had that been her?

She admitted to herself, that the bed, Robin's bed seemed overly large without him in it with her. She missed his body warmth, the way his arms had curved her close during the night. The brush of his lips, the sweep of his hands as they had traced her body.

His possession.

But on the flip side, she too had taken possession of him. Having her hands on top of his hands as they had slept during the night, she had turned during the night and had kissed him in her sleep, she had woken up when his lips had instinctively responded to her kiss.

Her possession.

Good heaven. Just thinking about him made her hunger for his touch...for every minute she became more emotionally restless with need. She had also confessed her love for him the night before, had taken a huge chance in doing so. She had been relieved when only moments later, he had also told her how he truly felt about her.

Robin walked into the bedroom then, smiling as he saw that she was awake, "Good morning, I wasn't expecting you to be awake already."

"The light must have woken me," she burrowed back into the duvet.

"There is only one light I see," Robin said as he leaned in, "the light in those beautiful eyes that I could look into and never be bored." His lips grazed over hers. She opened her lips as his tongue slipped in, it flicked inside her mouth. Fireworks exploded inside her head and that oh so sweet ache took hold of her, she gripped onto him, drowning in the sweetness of it all, her body seeming to take on a life of its own as it pushed itself again the hard muscles of his. Dimly, she was aware of the heavy flowering of her breasts, and their sweet, prickling ache made her want him closer still.

She made a move to pull him down on top of her, when he chuckled and moved from her, "We'll finish this later, I have to feed my lady. Let's go down to the valley for some fresh pancakes."

Regina groaned her displeasure and Robin laughed as he said, "Don't worry, I promise to satisfy that ache."

Regina now blushed as she got up and took a shower, and got dressed as they headed down to the valley. They grabbed a bite to eat and chatted for awhile. They walked around town, enjoying the quaint town as they chatted with several locals. Lunch time came and they went to a local restaurant to enjoy the good food and learn more about one another.

"So, you're an only child?" Robin asked.

"Yes, I always wanted a younger sibling but it wasn't in the cards," Regina said

"I have two older brothers, both of whom are also lawyers in another state. Then there is my younger brother Alex, who is currently studying to be a doctor. He'll graduate next spring. We also have a younger sister, Hope, the baby of the family. Mom called her that because she was hoping for a girl the fifth time around after having delivered four sons," Robin said with a smile.

Regina smiled. "I like that. You sound like a very close family."

"We are," he admitted readily, "though we don't always agree or get along all the time. Mother threatens to take a club to our heads every now and then, especially when we all get together. Inevitably, one of us is bound to introduce a heated topic, and with three lawyers and an almost doctor in the same room, we simply can't leave well enough alone. Of course, you'll find all that out for yourself when I take you home an introduce you to them. Mother will be thrilled, by the way. She's been urging me to marry for years now."

"Aren't you putting the cart before the horse?" Regina asked, as much as she desperately wanted to go and meet his family, she knew this all would be ending soon.

"I can't see that, we're young and in love. I'm not proposing today, maybe tonight though," Robin said with a wink at her. "I happen to think I might be an okay catch, I'm reasonably tall and not entirely homely. At least no one refers to me as a hermit."

In spite of the dark cloud hanging over her, she began to laugh, "You know very well that you are an extremely attractive man, Robin, so don't try for pity. It won't work. We all have seen how you are one of the most sought after bachelors."

His expression sobered, his blue eyes twinkling at her across from the table they were sitting at, "Say that again. Please."

"Say what? That you're handsome?" Regina asked.

"No. Just my name. I've heard it all my life, but I swear hearing my name on your lips is the sweetest," Robin said.

"Robin," she whispered.

"Regina," he murmured back, still gazing at her with rapt wonder. His attention dropped to her mouth, then back to her eyes. "I want to kiss you, now."

"There's children here so remember that," Regina teased him as she then let her tongue slide ever so little over her bottom lip.

"That did it!" Robin went to go pay their bill, then walked back to their table and grabbed her hand, intending to get them back to the cabin.

Regina had other ideas, "I'm not ready to go back, let's go to that pub we saw earlier."

Robin groaned as she tugged at him and he relented as they headed for the bar, he started counting the hours till he could get her back to the cabin.

"Now, isn't this better?" Regina asked as they started to dance.

"Having you in my arms is always a good thing," Robin said as he then leaned his head down and whispered into her ear, "but having you under me as I ride between those sweet thighs of yours is even better."

Regina blushed at the memory and said back to him, "Wait till you have me against the wall."

Robin moaned out his desire for that, "Have you danced enough?"

"Not even close," Regina said.

"Just so you know, I swore that I would make my household full of children as well," Robin stopped when he saw a slight blush on her cheeks, "that is if my wife is agreeable to having lots of children."

"I always wanted to have children," Regina admitted.

"How many?" Robin asked with laughter in his voice.

"Three, I think would be a great number," Regina said.

"I figure about ten would be a nice round number, don't you think?" Robin asked.

"Ten? Are you serious?" Regina asked. She knew this conversation was dangerous, they would have no future, she would never be his wife, the mother of those children he, they wanted. And now to find out he wanted ten? Some woman was going to be very busy and very lucky.

"I'm joking, three would suit me just fine," Robin said, his eyes teasing her.

"Do you always get everything you want?" Regina asked.

"Not at all," Robin replied, "Then again, I don't believe I have ever wanted anything as much as I wanted you. You may have fallen into my arms, but I fell in love with you very quickly."

"You are such a romantic," Regina commented.

"I think I inherited that from my father, he met my mother the first day of college and by the end of the first semester they were engaged," Robin said.

"They sound like soul mates," Regina said.

"Indeed," Robin said as now it was becoming the evening hours and he guided her outside to a patio that was light up with small twinkly lights and luckily deserted. The moon cast a soft, silvered light upon them as if offering its blessing to them.

"I thought you were beautiful before," Robin said, "but here, under the night heavens, you are a wonder to behold." His hand came up to gently caress her hair. "Cupid must have fashioned your lips, to entice mortal men to a taste of paradise. And who am I to resist such sublime temptation?"

He lowered his head, brushing his lips lightly over hers, her lips parted with a sigh, her arms went up to his neck to wrap around. Their tongues collided in glad greeting, gliding in graceful tandem, searching even deeper, like sweet nectar from the other.

She boldly moved one of her hands to his crotch and rubbed it against the hardness she could feel there, smiling into the kiss as his hips rocked against her touch. "Mmm," she moaned deliberately.

"Enough!" Robin growled as he grabbed her hand and got them back to the cabin in record time, as soon as the door was being shut behind them, he was on her like a starving man. His hands went to her top first, removing it quickly, followed by her boots, then her pants, till she was standing there naked before him. He removed his shirt without breaking their kiss, he only broke it when he had to remove his own shoes and jerking down his pants, pulling his boxer briefs. When he did that he revealed the impressive length of his angrily throbbing erection. He really, really wanted her, but from his expression there was something else there.

"You have teased me relentless today," Robin said with a smirk on his face.

"So how shall I be punished, Mr. Locksley?" Regina asked naughtily.

"I think a good pounding is in order," Robin said.

"Mmm, then do it," Regina said and gasped as he pulled her to him all in one movement, rubbing his length against her in a blatantly sexual gesture.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, reveling in the feel of his hard muscles and heated skin against her. His mouth slammed down onto hers and there was none of the seductive finesse she'd come to expect from him.

He was a little out of control, and she secretly loved it. She loved this other side of him, the one which let the restraint go. She had always suspected he had another side, though. She saw glimpses sometimes when they had been close to be intimate, but this was the first time, she sensed his control was really at risk. She didn't mind at all. She loved it.

Uncomplicated passion was exactly what she needed right now to get her mind off things she could not stand to think about. She kissed him back, letting the desperation she felt translate into a physical need that more than matched his. A growl rumbled low in his chest and he deepened the kiss with a thrust of his tongue that took total possession of her mouth.

She let her fingers run down the hard contours of his chest, tangling in his dark blonde hair, and tugged gently on it. His mouth broke from hers to say, "Yes, milady. You know how much I like that. Do it again."

She did and then bent forward to taste the salt of his skin with the tip of her tongue. If only she could keep this, but knew that she couldn't. But if she kept thinking otherwise, they would only bring the pain she knew was going to come. She nuzzled him, loving his scent and the feel of his warmth against her face. He was so perfect for her physically.

His big hands cupped her buttocks and he lifted her, rubbing his erection against the juncture of her thighs, bringing forth a damp throb of response that she wallowed in. She made a mewling sound, her need for him so intense, she dug her fingers like claws into his hot skin.

She loved him so much and in this, for right now, he was absolutely and totally hers.

She pressed her breasts against his chest and rubbed side to side, the stimulation to her aching peaks along with the way he was bringing their bodies together intimately was almost enough to send her over the edge.

He spread her legs so she straddled him, as he put her against the wall of the cabin and thrust upward as he pulled her down with a near bruising grip on her hips. His aim was perfect and his rigid length speared into her like an arrow, filling her completely in one powerful thrust.

Her body jerked at the shocking intrusion, but it didn't hurt in the slightest. It felt so good, so right, so...tight. They fit each other so absolutely perfectly in this way...why couldn't their lives fit the same way?

His mouth tore away from hers. "What is it? What's the matter?"

She stared at him, her eyes burning with tear she would never let him see. "Nothing. You feel so incredible inside me," she panted.

"You went stiff," Robin said as his gaze locked with hers.

"It's always a little tight at first," Regina said.

He smiled, masculine ego flowing from his blue eyes. "Yes, but you like it, right?"

"I love it," Regina whispered

"Then ride me," Robin said as he let her set the pace as she rode his length.

Putting his head back and breathing harshly, his face contorted with pleasure, he said, "You feel so bloody good at this."

"And you are incredible," Regina moaned out, her eyes shut in obvious delight.

"Don't keep things from me, things that hurt you," Robin pleaded with her. She opened her eyes to see him looking now at her shoulders, where the bruises that Leopold had put there was still visible.

She didn't know what to say to him, nothing she wanted to tell him when the pleasure was on the verge of letting her forget everything. So, instead of saying something that might mess that up, she kissed him deeply.

He kissed her back, his mouth quickly taking control and then claiming her lips as if intent on punishment for not telling him what had happened. Only she didn't feel punished at all. She responded with a ferocity of her own and increased the pace of their lovemaking until she felt the pleasure spiral oh so tight inside her and she went through the stratosphere, all rational thought flying from her mind as her body convulsed with the ultimate satisfaction.

He grabbed her hips and thrust upward, once...twice...three times and sent her into a second climax, so close to the first that her lungs seized along with everything else.

He shouted and she felt his warmth inside of her as she took a long shuddering breath into her oxygen starved lungs before collapsing on top of him.

She kissed his cheek, "That was wonderful."

"Yes, it was," Robin said, his breathing still heavy.

"So, why-"

She put her have over his mouth, "No talking. Just enjoy. Okay?"

He frowned, he didn't like that she still wouldn't trust him. She trusted him with her body, her heart, why not trust her with who had hurt her? It didn't make any sense.

"Please," she pleaded with him.

He nodded, one quick jerk of his head.

She smiled and let her head settle against his shoulder. "I wished we could stay like this forever."

"You said no talking," Robin whispered.

"So I did," Regina smiled and kissed him again because she couldn't help herself and then relaxed there. His hands cupped her hips tightly as he moved them from the wall, to carry her to his bed, their bodies still connected in the most intimate way possible.

They made love again in the oversized glass shower stall, under the cascading spray before washing and then going to bed where she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

When she woke up the next morning it was to find Robin coming out of the bathroom, with a look of worry on his face. "Robin? What's wrong?"

"I think we might have an issue to discuss," Robin said as he sat down beside her.

"What?" Regina asked.

"It seems the condom broke last night," Robin said.