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not a small man.”
    He had to warn her.  He hated not being able to see her.  He longed to see the color of her nipples, moist from his mouth.  He wanted to see if her cheeks were flushed with pleasure or if they were pale with fear.  He cursed the lack of light.  He needed to be sure that she was enjoying his touch.
    “Lass, I…”
    “Shh.  It’s ok Malcom.  I want you too.  I need it to be done.  Please...”
    Something wasn’t right.  She sounded different, but not drunk on passion the way he felt.  She lifted her hips and his fingers sank into her deeper and she gasped.  He held still and let her work herself on his fingers.  He was losing his mind, but she was growing wetter.  Her body began to squeeze his fingers and he lost control.
    He tugged his fingers from her and gripped her thighs.  He spread her wide and positioned himself at her quivering opening.  He cursed the lack of light again as he slid into her slowly.  He felt her stiffen and rushed to reassure her, but she didn’t stop him.  He pressed until he filled her completely and then held perfectly still so she could adjust to him.
    “Are ye alright lass?”
     
    Was she alright?  Anne didn’t know.  She had just ruined herself with a man that hated the sight of her, but she felt alive for the first time in ages.  She knew she wasn’t worth anything to Malcom and she feared he would send her away, but maybe she could convince him she was good for something.
    He had made promises, but she had heard men did those things to lie with a woman. 
    “A man will promise you the world dear child, do not believe a word.”  Margret had told her once when a scandal had ruined a young woman she’d known.  That was all this was.  Malcom was making promises so she would allow him liberties with her body. 
    They meant nothing.
    The burning pain between her legs was nothing compared to the burning pain in her chest.  She had tried to be so strong.  She had lost everything, been uprooted and tossed into this place that didn’t accept her.  She had thought she was a fine lady and it had all been nothing but a lie.  Why then should she hold on to something else that stood in her way of being what she truly was?  She was no better than the servant girls who had once served her and she knew the men of the house used them as they pleased.  She was nothing more than that to Malcom, just a willing body. 
    She owed him everything, how could she deny him her body, the body that was alive only because of his charity?
    The realization stung more than she wanted to admit, but the pain that still burned her wouldn’t let her hide from the choice she’d just made.  There was no turning back.  She was ruined.
    She had accepted her place in the world.
    “Lass I need to know you’re alright now.”  His voice was gentle even as it was rough with his need. 
    It broke her heart. Would this be the only time she experienced kindness in her life?  Would she have to pay so dearly for the comfort of touch?
    “I’m fine.”  She whispered and that must have been enough because Malcom began to move inside of her.  Pleasure replaced pain as he rocked on top of her.  Tears flowed freely from her eyes as he found his pleasure in her body, but he didn’t leave her as she had expected, instead he pulled her close and tucked her against his chest.  It was more than she could bear. 
    Her body shook as she cried out her heartache into his warm chest.  He didn’t push her away, instead her held her close and kissed her head.  His huge hand ran up and down her back, giving her more comfort than she’d thought he could manage. 
    “It’s alright lass.  Let it out.  I know this is all a lot for you.   It’s alright to feel overwhelmed.”
    He pressed a kiss against her hair.
    “You are safe now.  No one will ever harm you.  I will keep you safe for the rest of my life.  I swear it.”
    How did this man understand?  She couldn’t say a