Yet he knew that she was not afraid and that her love was as great as his own.
Once again he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed.
Then he joined her and he felt her trembling against him.
He thought that it was unthinkable for any man to be so happy.
He had found what he had thought to be impossible.
A woman who loved him so much that she was prepared to sacrifice herself and her future because of her overwhelming love.
“You are mine – mine!” he cried.
He felt Valencia moving closer and knew that her lips were waiting for his.
He found himself strangely and inexplicably praying that he would never fail her.
He kissed her cheeks, her neck, until her body moved against his and then her hair.
His lips held her captive and he made her his.
As he did so, they were env
