1. Resisting Fate - Part Two of Three


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Poppet, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

    just make out a single tear rolling down his cheek. I felt my whole body melt at the sadness written all over his face. Had he not wanted me to go? Was he giving me the choice to stay? It lit a fuel inside me I couldn't deny. When I reached him, I pulled my horse up to his as close as I could. I leaned over and grabbed his vest, holding myself steady, I let my lips fall onto his. His mouth opened quickly and I purred a moan of desire as his hands wrapped around me and held me in his arms. We kissed for the longest moments, tears now running down my own cheeks. I knew what was happening, I was falling in love with him. That much was undeniable. I didn't know what would happen between us, but of all the things that have happened to me in my life, this was something that I chose. Fate may have led me to Red Elk, but staying with him was my choice. Not my mother's, not my father's and not some random man whom I had never met. It was mine and mine alone. Finally, I had the freedom of choosing. Red Elk released our kiss and swiped away the tears that fell from my eyes. Though his had gathered more, but he didn't seem to notice his own. Just mine and it made me smile as I nuzzled my face into his large, rough hands. I knew I was making the right choice to go with him. Regardless of where my fate lay after that... *** It tore my heart to let her go that day and it felt heavy in my chest as I rode away, I was certain she would leave me and return to the world of the whites. Then, ...
    there was the sound of hooves closing. The mournful, bird-like tone of her voice calling me in her tongue filled me with a joy I had not expected to feel. I turned and was gladdened by the way she held me to her. The kiss we shared in that moment was the happiest of my life. Tears flowed down her cheek and I wiped them away, sharing her joy. I would have happily taken her right there on the grassy plain, but the threat of the white soldiers was still hanging over us. I knew we needed to ride away from them. Together, we rode south, heading for the lands of my people and her future home. Little was said between us as we rode that day. We still shared the names of the animals and landmarks we saw in each other's tongue, but underneath, we had somehow come together. Often, I would see her smile at me when she thought I was not looking. I would try to catch her, but each time she would shyly look away. Those glances stirred me and I found myself laughing quietly. "You are as beautiful as a white dove, but as timid as a rabbit," I told her, chuckling at how very much a young girl she seemed. To think that at one time I thought she was crazy. Now, I began to realize I was the one who was mad for her. "Can we stop?" she asked as the sun began to drop from the sky. "I'm hungry and I need to stretch my legs." It amazed me, but in our own special tongue, we were beginning to be able to communicate. "Yes, Elsie," I replied. Even then, just saying her name made me smile and I dismounted to ...
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