Twelve days later, on the journey home
Eowyn climbed into the narrow bedand felt two strong hands
grasp her waist.
Holding her face down, he teased the back of her neck, easing
himself between her legs, pressing himself
No, she gasped, I want to see your face.
He nipped her ear; then she felt his weight lift, and she rolled
onto her back.
Gods, he was beautiful! Love and desire welling up within her,
she traced her finger over his smooth forehead, between his dark
brows, to the tip of his slightly broad nose, over his perfect,
His mouth grazed her palm.
Grasping the bed sheets, Eowyn arched her body, and let her wild
wood elf batter her senseless.
Gerich veleth nín, melmenya, he murmured.
Smiling, Eowyn opened her eyes and, lazy with pleasure, gazed
into her lovers eyes.
I love you too.
Their mouths met.