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instead of coveting her in his bed
and arms, he cursed her sharp tongue for its lashings and her
obstinate will power, which he vowed in his drugged raging to bend
under his own.
    By the time Amy finished bandaging him her
own layers of clothing were soaked with his blood. “It is finished,
Craig.”
    “So is he, finally.”
    Craig wanted to say something to help gentle
the hard promises his friend unknowingly exposed against her.
    “He should sleep sometime, I will stay with
him.”
    After all of Bern's threats against this
woman Craig failed to hide his surprise that she didn't just turned
him over to a servant.
    “Craig, it was the pain he spoke out
against.”
    “True enough.”
    Looking at Bern's friend Amy wanted to cringe
over what he heard, and the concern he now held her in. Should the
man have meant only half his threats Amy should probably be running
for her life before he came to. Dominate, command, rule in total.
She took a steadying breath wishing she could forget the man's
intense interest concerning her more womanly attractions. He even
spoke of Peter or The Beast as he called him, augh, but he was that
and more. She wouldn't mind if Bern did do all those hideous things
to that bastard.
    A fine bead of sweat now covered his golden
body. She felt grateful that he was so much man, a lesser one
wouldn't stand a chance of surviving the infection she feared would
soon ravish his beautiful body.
    “He will survive.” Meeting Craig's hard
stare. “And what passed his lips will not be spoken of to anyone,
including his Lord.” Amy wasn't sure if she hoped her vow would
prevent Bern from remembering or if she just didn't want this fine
man to suffer anymore injury, even if it be to his fierce pride.
No, to learn he lost control in her presence might hurt him more
than his ghastly wound.
    “As ye wish.”
    Leaving her to tend Bern, Craig felt relieved
he restrained his impulse to break the man's jaw and silence his
friend. Warned or not of his intentions, Craig didn't think Lady
Amelia would be an easy conquest.
    * * * *
    He was dreaming of her again.
    Skin that glowed like a star caught in
moonbeams against the darkest velvet night. Aye, her hair moved
like a midnight ocean. Through Bern's feverish eyes he watched her
squeeze the sponge, releasing the silver stream of water over her
lavish breast. The pink kissed nipples hardened against the gentle
rivulets, making his insides respond as if his tongue licked the
succulent morsels. “So much woman.”
    Amy's hand slowed over his whispered slur.
Still held in a fever, the tension left her, knowing he would not
be able to recall that he actually watched her bathing naked before
him.
    The fear to leave his side, dare he call out
for her as before during the long hours, Amy waited for the castle
to calm in the cover of night before bathing away his clinging
blood and sweat from her sensitive flesh. But, not even the
cleansing she gave herself in the pool of moonlight could clear
away his invasion from her pores. Did he already conquer her will
to his own as he vowed during the worst of his pain? Amy feared he
won that vow since she first became aware of his existence.
    The fresh gown Mistress Tilly brought to his
chamber slipped over her damp hair and body, Amy let the crisp
folds cover her chilled skin. The woman's insistence that Amy
should let the ladies tend the lord had been immediately dismissed
by Amy. No, she remembered how she raced to cover that magnificent
body and all its glorious wonders from prying eyes, to think of one
of them even touching his golden flesh lit a rage as fierce as
wildfire off inside of her unbalanced senses.
    “Jealousy, my Lord? Am I so struck by your
power over me that I have stooped to keeping all eyes and hands
from touching you?”
    She stopped beside the bed her own hungry
gaze took a leisurely fill of the man. Only days before she never
felt such primitive urges, but no, it wasn't just days, but
centuries of