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continue. He seemed awfully determined to teach her a lesson, and if what he said about the dangers on the Cold Top were true, she supposed she understood his need to keep her safe. If something happened to her, he would have to search for another human female from amongst the mortals. Her throat burned and her regret deepened. If that happened, there would be no saving her grandmother from the Caves of Terr, either.
    She took a long breath, prepared to take another spanking if he chose to continue with this lesson, but his next words filled her with relief.
    “Relax, my dear,” Edwin soothed. “Your punishment is over.”
    Rhiannon soon found herself being cradled gently in Edwin’s lap, her shoulders rising and falling with her sobs. Edwin was truly a good man, having climbed the Cold Top in search of her in an effort that would save her life and her grandmother’s soul. The realization that she’d both disobeyed and disappointed him tore at her heart, and she sobbed against his chest.
    Edwin rocked her and whispered comforting words into her ear, and he stroked her long dark hair with the utmost gentleness.
    “Do you forgive me?” Rhiannon asked through her sobs. Though they hadn’t known each other long, she found herself aching for his forgiveness. She’d gladly take another spanking, even another bottom hole punishment, if only he’d forgive her.
    Edwin looked down, brushing her hair away from her face. “Of course I forgive you, sweet lass. And I look forward to making you my wife in the near future.” He paused for a moment. “I know you may think I was too harsh with you, but you’ll soon come to understand that my discipline is fair. I spotted several pairs of rolabear tracks close to this cabin yesterday. That is why I told you to stay inside.”
    Rhiannon inhaled several deep breaths to calm herself. “I don’t think you were too harsh, Edwin. I know I deserved to be punished.” She leaned into him again, loving the feel of his warm body and his soft, leathery shirt. And then she realized his manhood was rock hard underneath her bottom, poking up at her insistently.
    He placed a soft kiss atop her head, lingering with his face close to hers. “Let us move to bed now.”
    Anticipation flooded Rhiannon. She was a virgin, unfamiliar and anxious over what was about to take place. She knew the basics of what happened between a man and his wife, but hearing about it and experiencing were two completely different matters.
    She nodded and rose to her feet, and he guided her toward the bearskin bed in front of the fire. She lay down nervously on the makeshift bed, wincing as her sore bottom made contact with the floor. Edwin stripped off his pants and shirt, tossing the garments away. He was a massive, tall, muscled man—perfect and well-endowed in every way. She stared at his manhood and gulped, wondering how in the name of Retta he would fit inside her.
    The fire crackled and flickered orange across their joined bodies as he came down atop her, his gaze burning with desire. He kissed her gently at first, running his tongue against hers and he held her head in place, before his kiss became urgent and left her breathless when he finally pulled back.
    He kneaded her breasts in his large, warm hands, and pinched her nipples until they hardened at his rough touch. She gasped and found herself spreading her legs wider and inviting his entrance. Though his size made her nervous, the aching in her loins could no longer be denied. She had to have him, had to feel his hugeness inside her, even if there was a bit of pain.
    He suddenly gasped her hips and thrust into her with a swiftness that had her crying out in surprise. A burning sting seized her for a moment, but almost as soon as it came, it vanished, to be replaced by the immense pleasure of being filled up by Edwin. He remained still inside her for several seconds, then slowly began thrusting in and out of her wet heat. Increasing his pace, he was soon