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woman,” he said, leaning across the food filled table to hungrily kiss her mouth.
         Meredith closed her eyes and felt his sweet warm breath closing in on her, tenderly their lips touched. She felt James’ day old whiskers scrape teasingly against her cheek as his warm mouth closed more firmly over her own.  Her desire, her passion rose up, and for the first time ever, she gave herself completely over to it. She felt free enough at last to admit to herself that she longed to lose herself deep in the hunger she felt for this man.
        Until now, Meredith had only allowed herself human love as a kind of guilty pleasure. She had seen her desire for James as a shameful thing and had continually withheld from herself the true freedom loved offered. So it was at last with a deep easy pleasure that she let James draw her into their dark sleeping quarters, as his mouth sought out her own ever more urgently. She let James wrestle her sweater from over her blouse, but when he began to pull roughly at the skirt, Meredith laughed and pushed him away. Pulling the clothes off, she finger cast a tiny spell of light, so that he could see and enjoy her nakedness. Letting the clothes fall to the floor Meredith stepped fully naked toward James. She was proud of her body whether crow or human. She knew James admired her supple figure. Her breasts, with their pert nipples, lay firm and close to her ribs. Her legs were long and slender and well-muscled from climbing the hills around the cottage. Her eyes flashed with desire as she drew him close and began unbuttoning his shirt. Her hands pulled the shirt from the tight waistband of his pants and pushed it back away from his broad shoulders. She felt a thrill run through her as she ran her eyes over the width and breadth of his deep muscled chest. Meredith leaned forward and ran her tongue teasingly over his bare skin. His body was strong from working the croft and though he had a few scars, it always amazed her how his skin felt like luxurious silk under her roving hands. She filled her lungs with the musky smell of him. She heard him groan.
          Leaning down James wrapped his arms easily about Meredith’s waist and lifted her into his arms. His hunger was like a fever. He let himself revel in the pleasure of her kiss. He loved the way she enchanted him with her mouth and tongue. The way her lips played along the edge of his mouth, teasing him before giving him her mouth fully. He felt a delicious shiver run the length of his spine and found himself searching out Meredith’s lips, savoring the growing pleasure. It was clear he gave her great pleasure and he loved nothing more than to do so. He carried Meredith the few steps to the bed and laid her gently down. He couldn’t exactly remember where the bed had come from, but right now he felt it was the greatest of treasures. To have a sturdy built bed to lay ones wife back on, was something few crofters even dreamt of. He kissed her mouth playfully letting his full lips pull and nibble at her own. His mouth glided lightly over her skin, as his tongue skimmed along an imaginary line from her throat to her breasts. His wet tongue slowly circled her hardened nipples, and he felt the goose flesh rising under his ministrations. His hands followed his eyes as they roamed the length of her body, making their way upward to his wife’s face. Meredith’s head was thrown back, her beautiful throat exposed to his eyes. Where did this kind of pleasure come from? The idea of seeing Meredith stretched out in front of him, her lean belly, and firm breasts lying high above her waist, and the absolute sexiness of her throat laying exposed to him, he groaned inwardly at the view. He could see that Meredith was responding to his roaming hands and mouth and she was taking great pleasure in their love making.
         Meredith lay back on the covers; her desire warming her throughout her body, as if a fire was consuming her inside. She did not