Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2011 14:05:43 -0800 (PST)
From: Daniel Running-water <danielrunningwater@yahoo.com>
Subject: Captured Heart / Chapter Ten / Interracial and Incest

Captured Heart

By

Daniel Running Water

Chapter Ten

Previously in chapter nine:

With jealous eyes he rode silently, knowing that once he had the chance,
he'd take down this Sioux warrior, thus removing him from Strong Bear's
life. Unable to take seeing his lover's arm wrapped so protectively around
Spotted Wolf, he kicked his heals into the horse's flanks and rode up and
beside Strong Bear.

"You were wrong to challenge the authority of your father," White Deer said
after moving his horse closer to that of Strong Bear and seeing the
pleasure that was in the eyes of Spotted Wolf.

"You also shouldn't have let your jealousy speak either," Strong Bear
snapped, looking hurt and angry over at White Deer.

"You are mine and I protect that which is mine," White Deer boldly said,
more for Spotted Wolf to hear than Strong Bear and refusing to back down to
Strong Bear.

"Ay-uh, but White Deer should have rejoiced to have me back and not accuse
him of speaking with a forked tongue in front of many warriors and also his
chief."

Strong Bear's reprimand caused White Deer to gasp, never before had he ever
taken such a tone to him and it hurt him.

"Then take that worthless Sioux as your lover, because White Deer cares no
longer for you," he snapped and rode off, riding now beside his father,
Jumping Elk.

"I'm sorry for coming between you and White Deer," Spotted Wolf said,
turning his face to look up at Strong Bear.

"He speaks out of turn and wrongly to me," he bitterly said.

"But did you not do the same to your chief and father?"

"Ay-uh, but I spoke out because it was the right thing to do. He speaks out
because he fears losing me," he said angrily.

"But I..." Shots ringing out interrupted Spotted Wolf and caused Hawk and
his warriors to turn, drawing up their weapons to fire against the Sioux
that now rode quickly toward them.

Dropping from their horses, Hawk and his warriors returned the gunfire. As
arrows and bullets flew, many from both sides began to fall. Strong Bear,
along with Spotted Wolf, dropped quickly to the ground to seek cover. White
Deer saw Strong Bear shove Spotted Wolf behind a tree and lift his rifle,
but before he could fire, a bullet entered his body, causing him to fall to
the ground.

"Gah-ween," White Deer shouted and ran toward where Strong Bear had
dropped, but just as he got there, he too caught a bullet in the chest,
dropping him to the ground beside Strong Bear.

Blood pooled all around them as the battle raged on.

Now chapter ten:

"James," Shane yelled as soon as he stepped into the house. "Answer me damn
it," he shouted again and then ran up the stairs, taking them two at a
time.

When he reached their bedroom, he found that the door was locked. Feeling
his anger rising inside him, he stepped back and kicked open the door,
freezing when he saw James standing before him, holding his revolver to his
head.

"Sweetheart, please don't do it," Shane said and slowly moved toward James.

"You don't love me...so why do you care what happens to me?" James asked
with tears rolling freely down his cheeks and his hand trembling. "It's
apparent that you and that whore are more than just friends."

"I don't love you...why would you ever think that darling, why you are the
only reason that I live James." Shane's eyes began to water and tears began
to dribble down his cheeks.

"How can you stand there lying to me, when you introduced me so casually,
as if I was just someone that you knew...not your husband? God knows how
that would have gone over, but you could have at the very least said that I
was your best friend?"

"Sweetheart I was wrong to say it as I did, but I can explain if you will
just put down the gun and let me," Shane said and took another step closer.

James, seeing Shane inching toward him, pressed the gun tighter against his
head. Shane stopped and held up his hands, drawing in a deep breath.

"Tell me Shane, I can't wait to hear how you are going to wiggle out of
this one."

"It's not like you think darling, Jenny doesn't mean a thing to me. If you
would only put down the gun and let me explain, I'll tell you everything,
but just put down the gun, please."

Shane's fear over losing James grew stronger and he knew now that how he
had handled the situation with Jenny was wrong, but he'd been caught off
guard by her sudden appearance and wasn't prepared to tell James the secret
that they shared.

James lowered the gun but kept it pointed at Shane. His eyes showed his
feeling of betrayal, but also his undying love for Shane shown through.

"You have two minutes to talk and then...well you leave," James said,
knowing that he would end his life once Shane was gone.

"First off James, Jenny is nothing but a woman that was thrust into the
world of prostitution and no, I have not ever been with her sexually."
James looked at him as he tried to assess the truth of his words.

"Then how come she knew you and you knew her?"

"Like I told you back at the river, I will sometimes take a drink when I go
into town for supplies. I am not a drunk and even you have to admit that I
have never once been drunk since we have been together, but every now and
then I like a shot or two of brandy," he told him.

"Well that explains the drinking, and I could have lived with that, because
I too like a shot now and then. But what you haven't explained is why you
two seem so friendly," he said still not ready to believe him.

"Well it was a month or so ago that I met her and after she had watched me
for a while, she approached me with her proposition," he said and regretted
his words as soon as they crossed his lips.

"Oh I just bet that she had a proposition for you, is she better in bed
than I am, Shane?" his anger once again rekindled.

"I wouldn't know because we have never been intimate in that fashion. She
approached me because she wanted me to take her child," he said, James
suddenly stood up and his mouth gaped open in shock.

"A child...and why would she want you to take her child, unless you were
the father?"

"James, you are my only love," he began and stepped up to him, removing the
revolver from his hand. "You are the only one that has ever captured my
heart and shall be the only one to possess it. Jenny was forced into
prostitution by her evil brother Shawn, Shawn Murphy, after their parents
were killed. He found her to be an easy way to make money and began hiring
her out to any man that would have her."

James turned away from Shane; his guilt for what he had let himself believe
was completely over powering him and he now felt sorry for what he had said
and done.

"Can you forgive me Shane, I was so wrong to assume the worse about you."
He said to Shane as he stepped into his husband's arms. "You have never
given me cause to doubt your love...forgive me Shane."

"You have done nothing to beg forgiveness for darling; it is I that begs
your forgiveness for the way I hurtfully dismissed you earlier."

Looking up into Shane's gorgeous eyes, Shane lowered his mouth to James and
kissed him tenderly and long, his hands pulling him tightly to him.

"So what is this about Jenny asking you to take her child?"

"Jenny got pregnant and she knew that she couldn't raise her son as she
would like. So having watched me over the last few months of her pregnancy,
she decided to ask me to adopt her son."

"What about the father, why doesn't he take him?"

"That's the problem; she has only been seeing him sexually. He found her so
much more beautiful than his own wife; he asked her brother to set her
aside for only him and paid the man well."

"So this is a problem how?" James questioned.

"He's married yes, but he is also the governor of this here territory,"
Shane confided. "When she realized that she was with child, she begged her
brother to allow her to leave so that the father would not know that he
fathered a child with her, because she feared his hostility and found him
to be extremely evil."

James sat down abruptly on the bed, this news was getting more complex as
Shane went on and he too feared the governor finding out.

"Governor Bennett is the child's father?" he asked, a sudden sick feeling
attacked his stomach as he remembered how evil the man seemed when he and
Shane had seen him several months ago. "Don't get me wrong sweetheart, I'd
love to have a child, but what if he finds out and comes looking for his
son, just how old is this child?"

"Jenny told me that the boy is eight years old and she has been supporting
him through prostitution. She also assured me that neither she nor her
brother would ever tell him or the governor the truth of his birth. You
see, the governor only has daughters, three to be exact, so a son would be
desirable to him."

"And the boy doesn't know who his father is," Shane nodded, but a noise in
the hallway caused them to turn suddenly, finding Jenny standing in the
doorway, with her son standing beside her.

"Jenny...what are you doing here?" Shane asked, rushing over to her and
ushering them into the room and closing the door.

"I felt that I owed James an explanation, Shane. Also, my son's father is
here looking for me," she whispered so that only he would hear.

"Does he know about his son?" Shane whispered guardedly and she shook her
head, no.

"Not that I know of," she said looking at Shane and then over to James. "I
was coming into town and he saw me as I passed the hotel. I kicked my
horse's flanks and galloped off, and thankfully he didn't follow me so
there is no need to worry about that. I couldn't take the chance of him
finding me with his son, so I decided to bring him to you before his father
tracked me down," she told him and then took a deep breath as she turned to
James. "James, could you...would you, be able to love my son as your own?"
she asked as her tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh Jenny yes, and I am so sorry for the way that I acted," James said
stepping over to her as the boy stood quietly looking out the window.

The boy was tall for his age and had long blond hair and blue eyes. He
gazed out of the window while his mother talked to James and Shane.

"What's his name, Jenny," he asked gazing down into the soft blue eyes that
were looking up into his.

"Abraham, after my father, but I call him Abe," she said looking lovingly
over at her son. "You may want to change his name, but I loved my father so
deeply that I wanted to name him after him."

"I love that name, even if it is rather a Yankee sounding name," he said
amusingly as he glanced over at Shane, referencing the child's name to the
slain president.

"But we will always share with him that he was named after his
grandfather," James promised. "What did you tell him was the reason for
leaving him with us?" James asked.

"I told him that Shane was his father and that he needed to live with him
because I am sick, which is the truth, I have been told that I have
consumption," Jenny said. "His birthday is July eleventh," she said and
then called over to her boy.

"Abe, would you come over here please," she said, wiping away her tears
with the back of her hand.

"Yes mother," he said obediently, looking up wide eyed at her and then over
to Shane and James.

Jenny knelt down in front of the boy and hugged him tightly to her, and her
tears flowed freely as she clung to the boy.

"Abe, this here is your father, Shane and his friend James," she said
turning the boy toward the men.

"I am so glad to finally meet you sir," Abe politely said and held out his
tiny hand toward Shane.

Shane knelt before him and shook his hand and then pulled him into his
arms, embracing him tenderly as his own tears welled up in his eyes. Jenny
stifled a sob as she looked at the tenderness that Shane was showing her
son, knowing that after today, she would never see him again.

"This man here is my partner, James. He shall be your father also," Shane
said when James knelt down beside Shane.

"I am going to have two daddies," Abe said, smiling warmly.

"Only if you don't mind," James softly said, holding out his arms to Abe.

Abe fell quickly into James' embrace and hugged him tightly too. "I don't
mind, cuz I won't have a mother no more, so now I'll have two daddies
instead."

"Are you alright with how James and I are, Jenny," Shane asked, knowing
that their lifestyle was not openly accepted by society.

"Who am I to judge who you love, Shane," she asked as she placed her hand
to his cheek, caressing it softly. "All that I ask is that you love my son
and raise him to be a caring and loving man, doing what's right in life."

"I can promise you that Abe will never want for anything and that he'll be
loved deeply by the both of us," Shane assured her.

"Well I should be going," she said, unable to take her tear filled eyes
from her son. "Make sure that he remembers me," she asked and ran from the
room, crying.

"He'll always remember you as the fine lady that you are and nothing less,"
James assured her and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.

Kneeling down in front of Abe, Jenny embraced him and showered him with
kisses, as her tears fell.

"Remember that I love you Abe, and nothing can remove you from my
heart. You shall always be my little boy and..." she kissed him softly on
the cheek and ran from the room.

James stayed with Abe, while Shane went after Jenny.

"How about you and I go see Mammy?" James asked looking at Abe.

James walked hand in hand with Abe, leading him downstairs to the kitchen
where Mammy was busy preparing dinner.

"Well what do we have here," Mammy asked, wiping her hands with towel.

"This is Abraham, Shane's son," he said and Mammy gave a questioning look
at James before kneeling down to Abe's level.

"I's sure is pleased to meets ya'll," she said and then gave the boy a warm
hug. "How's about you and ole Mammy go sit and get acquainted over a nice
piece of cake," she said with a broad smile, which matched the smile on
Abe's face.

"Is it chocolate cake ma'am," he asked, remembering to use his manners.

"Yes it is handsome and you can call me Mammy, alright?" she asked and Abe
nodded his head as he walked over to where the large layer cake sat on the
table.

Shane came into the kitchen and found his family sitting and eating
cake. When Abe saw him enter, his face lit up.

"Would you like a piece of Mammy's cake, father," he asked, touching
Shane's heart with the term father.

"Yes I would son...a very large piece of cake because no one makes a cake
like Mammy does," he said wrapping his arm around the boy, smiling over the
boy's head at James.

Later that evening, after Abe was snug in his new bed, James and Shane sat
in bed reading the papers that Jenny had given Shane.

"According to this Shane, Jenny wrote where the father's name is to go,
Shane Eric Mathew-Thornton," James said as he read the boy's birth
certificate, surprised that she would have given Shane both surnames, his
and Shane's. "Did you know that Abe's full name is Abraham Clark
Mathews-Thornton," James asked handing the document to Shane.

Shane took the document from James and read the name. His eyes watered as
he looked over at James.

"She knew about the kind of love that we shared James and it didn't matter
to her."

"I did ask her if it bothered her and she led me to believe that it was
fine with her, but how did she know my last name?"

"When she first approached me about taking Abe and raising him as my son, I
told her about us and told her your name. I told her that when we moved to
this territory, we changed our last name to Mathews-Thornton."

"It's a shame that she couldn't keep her child, but I'm happy that she
chose us to be fathers to him," James said and then snuggled against Shane.

"So are we alright James, are things alright between us," Shane asked as he
looked lovingly into James' eyes.

"They are more than alright sweetheart, because now we are a family," James
whispered as he pulled Shane down to his mouth and kissed him. "Now make
love to me darling and show me how much you love me," Shane tossed the
papers on to a table and moved his body on top of James.

"Abraham Clark Mathews-Thornton," James said softly, smiled and pressed his
lips to Shane's in a tender kiss.

***

The battle between the Choctaw warriors and the Sioux raged on until the
last of the Sioux warriors, as well as Spotted Wolf's father, lay
dead. Hawk ran to where his son lay losing his life blood, taking him into
his strong arms. Letting out a loud wail of agony and pain, Hawk looked up
into the heavens shouting.

"Oh Great Spirit, please save the life of my son Strong Bear," he cried,
with Seth kneeling and crying beside him.

"Father...help me," Strong Bear moaned out softly and then closed his eyes
once again.

"White Deer...please talk to me son," Jumping Elk pleaded as he rocked his
son in his arms.

Spotted Wolf stood there momentarily staring down at the two wounded
warriors; he glanced over at his father's lifeless body, feeling no emotion
but hatred for the man. Spotted Wolf knew a secret that if shared with
Hawk, could mean his certain death. Seeing the need for quick action,
Spotted Wolf ran into the forest, quickly gathering healing herbs and
roots. Meticulously he worked the herbs and roots, preparing a healing balm
for the fallen warrior's wounds, while Hawk and Jumping Elk worked to
remove the bullets from their sons.

"Here my chief," Spotted Wolf said looking up at Hawk and acknowledging him
as his chief now. "I have prepared this balm to help heal his wounds," he
said and Hawk moved his hand from the wound, letting the warrior apply it
to his son's wounds. Spotted Wolf packed the wound and soon the bleeding
ebbed, and then he hurried over to White Deer and did the same.

After making many travois' to transport the dead and wounded back to their
village, Hawk led the procession as they slowly rode back to their
village. Not a word was said amongst those that quietly rode along, but
each man whispered their own prayers to their Great Spirit.

As they rode into the village, great wails sounded forth, as the families
of the dead mourned. Brave Bull, the Choctaw medicine man, hurried from his
lodge and ushered the wounded into the council house and he began attending
to them quickly. Making sure that all the wounds were correctly packed with
healing herbs and grounded roots, he began his chanting and slow dancing
among the wounded. Hawk stood crossed arm over his son, watching Brave Bull
as he performed his ritual of healing.

"He and White Deer shall live," Hawk said reassuringly, turning to Seth and
then lifted his eyes again to heaven. "My Great Spirit has looked down and
smiled on our wounded," he said, his eyes showing the hope that he held
within him. "He alone shall see to their wounds," he added, but Seth wasn't
sure how he felt about medicine men and their voodoo doctoring as he
referred to it.

***

Days passed and although most of the wounded had begun to show signs of
recovering, Strong Bear and White Deer lay side by side in a special
healing lodge, burning with fever. Spotted Wolf sat diligently by their
sides, bathing their fevered brow with soft doeskin cloths soaked in cold
water. He would only step aside whenever the boy's family came to sit by
their side, and it was then that he saw to his own needs.

Jumping Elk gasped when on the fourth day of their fever, Strong Bear had
slid his hand over and covered White Deer's hand with his. "See how their
friendship is bonded," he said, looking over at Hawk.

"Ay-uh Jumping Elk, our son's love for one another is strong," Hawk said
knowing what they shared went beyond common friendship.

Suddenly silent, Jumping Elk glanced over at Hawk, not daring to speak of
what he knew about the boys with his chief.

"Something troubles my dear friend," Hawk asked, looking around the lodge
and seeing that they were alone.

"Ay-uh my chief, may we speak as friends and not as chief and his loyal
warrior," he asked, his eyes meeting those of Hawk's.

"Ay-uh Jumping Elk, for you are always first a friend to me and then my
most trusted warrior," Hawk said. "You have been a brother to me as we grew
and I value you most, second only to Red Sun."

Slowly Jumping Elk stood and came over to sit beside Hawk in front of the
fire, his legs crossed and his arms resting on his knees.

"I too see much more than just friendship between our sons," he began,
causing Hawk to guardedly turn to him. "Like you and Red Sun, our sons
share the same love," he said and then remained silent, waiting for Hawk's
reaction.

"Ay-uh my friend, we four have what our people call two spirits, which
causes us to love differently but very deeply. Does this offend my best
friend," Hawk asked, resting his hand on Jumping Elk's shoulder.

"Gah-ween, for I have often stood in the shadows of the forest and watched
not only our sons as they made love with each other," he sighed as he
paused, "but I have also stood and watched with jealous eyes as you and Red
Sun made love," he confided.

"With jealous eyes," Hawk questioned, not knowing how to react to this
sudden revelation.

"Ay-uh my friend, for I too have shared that same spirit," he said,
surprising Hawk with his admission. "But my respect for this man and also
my wife, has kept my feelings hidden from him," he added and then said, "I
feel that having kept my feelings a secret, it has become lost to me this
great man's love."

"You my friend, but to whom does your heart secretly love?" Hawk asked.

"You my dear friend, I have loved you as more than a friend since we were
old enough to understand what love is," he admitted and placed his hand to
the nape of Hawk's neck, pulling their mouths together in a heated kiss.

As Jumping Elk deepened his kiss, he lowered Hawk down to the mat, covering
his near naked body with his own. Caught up in the emotions of the
confession, Hawk twined his arms around Jumping Elk's waist, kissing him
just as heatedly back as the two men ground their cocks against each
others.

Letting the emotions of the moment lead him to do what he knew was wrong,
Hawk slid his hand beneath the waistband of Jumping Elk's loincloth and
gently rubbed his rosebud. Jumping Elk gasped and closed his eyes, when he
felt Hawk's finger slowly slide into his heat.

"If just this once my friend and chief would you make love to me," Jumping
Elk whispered against Hawk's lips and then kissed him hard, heatedly as his
passion grew intensely into a roaring fire within him.

As Jumping Elk's words slowly sank into Hawk's mind, Hawk realized that
what was happening was wrong. Yes he had got caught up in the emotions of
the revelation, but his heart belonged solely to his Red Sun. But before he
could respond, Seth came through the door and froze when he saw the two men
embracing and kissing.

"Oh Hawk gah-ween," Seth gasped out and then turned, running from the lodge
in shock, his heart breaking from the betrayal that he saw.

The two men quickly pulled apart and Hawk stood, gazing down at Jumping
Elk, whose eyes were now ashamedly looking down at the floor.

"I have brought you shame in the eyes of Red Sun," he said, his voice thick
with the shame that he was feeling.

"It is I that have brought shame to me, not you my friend, because I could
have...should have refused your kiss, not accepted it and kissed you back,"
Hawk said and ran from the lodge, seeking out Seth.

Hawk hurried over to his lodge and found his Red Sun kneeling before the
fire, his tears streaming down from his eyes. Guilt and shame flooded Hawk
as he knelt down behind Seth, wrapping his arms around him.

"Don't come to me after you have given your affection to another," Seth
snapped, shrugging Hawk's arms away. "How long have you and Jumping Elk
been sneaking around behind my back?" he asked, turning his reddened eyes
to Hawk.

"Surely you can't believe that I would give my love to another, when you
are my very life, Red Sun," he said, again taking Seth into his arms and
telling him how it had come about with Jumping Elk.

"I may be your very life Hawk, but I could see that Jumping Elk was you
heaven," Seth snapped, causing Hawk to step back a few steps, because he
had never seen this side of him.

Not entirely sure that he believed him; Seth turned and looked into Hawk's
eyes, searching them for the truth but fearing that he would see Jumping
Elk mocking him in them.

Convinced that Hawk had been telling him the truth, Seth wrapped his arms
around Hawk's neck, crushing his lips with his own.

"I'm sorry Hawk that I let my jealousy lie to my heart, for I know that I
am the only one that you love," he whispered against Hawk's lips and then
kissed him again. "But from where I stood, you were definitely kissing him
back and not pushing him away as his body ground against yours and your
hand lay beneath his loincloth.

"Hawk is sorry that he... Hawk is sorry," he said, not bothering to say
that he did enjoy the kiss that he shared with Jumping Elk.

"That you what, tell me Hawk, you are sorry that you what...that you maybe
enjoyed the kiss and that if I hadn't come upon you two that you would have
taken Jumping Elk to warm your blankets?" he asked as he stepped from
Hawk's embrace, his anger again rising. "Is that what you started to say
but thought better of it?" he snapped, hatred and anger were evident in his
eyes as he glared at Hawk.

"Ay-uh Red Sun, I do admit that it was tender and sweet kiss, but your
kisses are much sweeter my love," he said as he pulled Seth into his arms
and kissed him heatedly.

Hawk was surprised that his warrior and best friend did excite him, and
then deepened their kiss as his hands roaming down to Seth's manhood.

"Not so fast Hawk," Seth warned his heart still stinging from the hurt that
he felt. "If you think that I am just going to push aside what I saw and
the pain that I felt...you are wrong," he adamantly said.

"Hawk said that he was sorry," Hawk again tried to entice his Red Sun into
his arms.

Reluctantly, Seth allowed Hawk to pull him to him and undress him. Seth
watched as Hawk hurriedly removed his own clothes and eased them down to
their bed. Seth did know that Hawk loved him but he wanted to ensure that
his husband never again got led into temptation. So with that thought in
mind, Seth quickly hatched a plan. He was not going to just lie there and
make love when his heart still burned from the sting of seeing his husband
kissing and fondling another man. Seth wrapped his arms tightly around Hawk
and turned, stopping when he was on top of Hawk, their eyes locked in a
gaze.

"Red Sun, what is this that you are doing," Hawk questioned and then felt
Seth's knee spreading his legs apart, never before has Seth ever laid atop
Hawk. "Gah-ween my love, Red Sun knows that it is Hawk that makes the love,
not Red Sun," he said trying to turn them but Seth kept him pinned to the
bed, holding his hands above his head with his own hands.

"Well my handsome chief, it is I that shall be the one to make love this
time," he said assuredly, determined to be the dominate one, if only this
once.

Hawk was taken back by Seth's boldness and aggressiveness as he gazed into
his soft green eyes and cringed when he saw the determination in them. Seth
sat up, reached over to a wooden container of bear fat, grabbed a large
glob and began working it into Hawk's virgin rosebud. Hawk squirmed and
shook with fear, when Seth's fingers eased into his heated sheath.

"Gah-ween my love...please don't do this to Hawk, for I am chief," he
warned as he watched Seth remove his finger, thinking that Seth had
reconsidered his actions.

"I am not your squaw, Hawk, I am your man also and therefore your equal,"
he said with determination and conviction in his voice.

"Ay-uh," was all that Hawk said as Seth rubbed more of the bear fat around
his hard, throbbing member and then placed it to where his fingers had just
been.

He lowered his mouth down to Hawk's neck and began kissing and sucking on
it until he had left a large reddish-purple mark. Lifting up a bit, Seth
ran his fingers over the mark, marveling at how it looked.

"I have left my mark on your neck Hawk, letting Jumping Elk know that you
are my husband and mine alone," he sharply stated, causing Hawk to flinch
with fear, when felt the sting of jealousy in Seth's voice.

"Ay-uh my man, you are Hawk's alone as I am yours," he replied.

Looking deep into Hawk's eyes, he lifted Hawk's legs high and then thrust
his cock fully into Hawk's velvet sheath and saw the pain that now filled
his husband's eyes.

"Aiiiiieeeeee stop... the pain is too great," Hawk cried out, for never
before had he felt such pain in his life, but Seth continued to push
inward, stopping only when he was fully seated.

Seth lowered his mouth to Hawk's in a heated and almost vengeful kiss. He
knew what it felt like to be impaled on a cock, and with the memory of
their first time still vivid in his mind, Seth was determined to make love
to Hawk and no one was going to stop him, not even Hawk.

Rhythmically, Seth began his strokes, at first slowly, until Hawk began
lifting his hips upward, meeting each thrust that Seth was giving him. Seth
took his time to find that perfect rhythm, which would eased them both to
the very edge of paradise, yet not plunge them over.

The pain was subsiding and being replaced with feelings of pleasure; Hawk
never imagined that being made love to could be this exciting. He wrapped
his legs about Seth's waist, giving his lover better access to his aching
sheath, throwing his hips upward, meeting Seth's thrusts eagerly with his
own.

"I love you Hawk, but I will not let you take my love for granted," Seth
said pausing and then his thrusts became more urgent, almost violent as he
made love to his husband.

"Hawk is truly sorry for causing his Red Sun such pain in his heart," Hawk
spoke the words tenderly. "I love you Red Sun, I have from the first day
that I saw you at the white eyes' school."

Touched by his sincere remorse, Seth's anger finally ebbed and he slowed
his rhythm as he lowered his mouth to one of Hawk's hard nipples that stood
tall on his copper colored chest, sucking and nibbling until Hawk was
crying out for mercy. Seth then moved to the other nipple and repeated the
same on it, eliciting moans of ecstasy from Hawk. Hawk's senses reeled with
ecstasy as Seth sucked and nibbled on his sensitive nubs while Seth's
throbbing shaft quickened its thrusts.

They moved together in perfect harmony, two bodies working as one, as they
both moved closer to paradise together. With their hearts pounding, their
breaths ragged and gasping, Seth quickened his thrusts, thrusting faster,
deeper and harder into the heat of Hawk's sheath. Hawk felt his edge
rapidly approaching and couldn't believe that he was going to lose his seed
without even touching his manhood.

"Aiiiiieeeeee," Hawk howled and shot his seed between their pressed bodies,
kissing hard and long as Seth's mouth crushed against Hawk's in their
love's glorious ecstasy.

Hawk's anal muscles contracted, pulled, as if milking Seth's manhood as his
seed spewed, urging Seth's seed to rise quickly. Seth's strokes became
deeper and faster as his need to release became urgent.

"Aaaagggggghhh," he howled and thrust one more time deep into Hawk,
stopped, and then released several blasts of seeds before resuming his
thrusts.

Hawk's hips moved feverishly upward, his fingers digging into Seth's hard,
round ass, pulling him deeper into him as he sought to gain more of Seth's
manhood in him.

"More my husband...Hawk needs more of his man's heat in him," Hawk cried
out as their bodies moved rhythmically together and lost in the bliss of
their ecstasy.

All too soon their ecstasy ebbed, leaving behind it a warm, glowing feeling
of euphoria as their mouths met and their tongues danced together in a
sensuously long kiss.

"Hawk never imagined that making love could feel so good," he whispered
against Seth's lips, feeling Seth's manhood shrinking within him.

"Ay-uh my husband, now you know the joy that you give me," Seth purred,
exhausted from his lovemaking and yet, he missed being the one on the
bottom. "Red Sun forgives his husband of his infidelity," he said, causing
Hawk to look at him, shocked that he, after having made such torrent love
could even bring that up again.

"If you have forgiven me Red Sun, then why must you yet mention it?"

"I needed you to hear my words of forgiveness as well as I needed to hear
them, ensuring us that all is how it should be between us."

Moving off him, Seth lay beside his husband, gasping for normal breathing
as his heart still pounded in his chest. Hawk turned on his side, lowered
his mouth to one of Seth's nipples and began sucking, his hard, while his
throbbing manhood pressed tight against Seth's leg.

Caught back up by their renewed desires, Seth held Hawk's mouth to him as
he urged Hawk from beside him and on top of him, feeling his manhood still
hard and throbbing against his thigh.

Seth spread his legs and wrapped them around Hawk's waist, pulling Hawk's
cock fully into his warm sheath as his hands clung to Hawk's ass. Rising up
on his arms, Hawk looked down at Seth, smiled seductively and then took
Seth's mouth captive with his in a kiss that spoke of much love.

Seth heaved his hips upward as Hawk thrust deeply into him, each man
moaning and groaning as their passion grew once again within them. Hawk
lowered his mouth to Seth's nipple and gently bit it. Seth's head was
tossing back and forth as Hawk tortured his nipple, just as Seth had done
to Hawk's nipples earlier. After many hot, long minutes of love making,
both men felt their edge rapidly approaching once again.

"My husband...thrust deeper...harder," Seth gasped out feeling his climax
approaching. "Aaaaggghhh," he howled and shot his seed between their
bodies.

Hawk quickened his thrusts and soon he too, was falling over his edge into
that sweet abyss of ecstasy. "Aiiiiieeeeee," he screamed and blasted his
seed into Seth, his hips pounding Seth relentlessly.

Exhausted and feeling so in love, they pulled apart, but their bliss was
interrupted by a voice calling urgently to Hawk from outside his lodge.

"My chief, come quick to the healing lodge," Brave Hawk called out
frantically.

"Ay-uh, Hawk is coming," he called back and got up, each pulling on their
loincloths and moccasins, rushing quickly out of the lodge.

They ran quickly over to the healing lodge and found that Strong Bear was
having seizures, which were violently shaking his young body. Several
warriors struggled to hold him still, but try as they might, it was in
vain.

"What is wrong with my son," Hawk questioned the medicine man, Hawk's fear
showing in his eyes.

"His fever is high and causing his body to violently quake. I have done
everything I know, but still it isn't enough my chief," he told Hawk
sorrowfully.

"I'm going for Doctor Jameson, Hawk. We have tried your people's medicine
and it is not working," Seth said and rushed from the lodge and over to the
coral where the horses were kept.

Mounting his horse bareback, Seth rode quickly away as he rode to get the
doctor. His heart was pounding furiously as he silently prayed.

"Please God, be with our son Strong Bear," he prayed. "It will destroy Hawk
if he were to lose him to this illness."

***

Nearly an hour later, Seth and the doctor entered the lodge. Doctor Jameson
knelt down beside Strong Bear, his hand pressed to the warrior's forehead.

"How long as he been like this," he asked looking up at Seth and then
again, Strong Bear began another seizure, violently shaking as his eyes
rolled back into his head, leaving only the white of them showing.

"I have got to get his fever down, but what is causing it is what has me
worried," the doctor said and pulled back the blankets to see the
cause. "This here wound is infected badly," he said as he pulled away the
bandage. "Get me plenty of hot water and some clean cloths," he said as he
turned to his black bag, pulling out a bottle.

Unfastening the cap, he poured the stringent smelling liquid directly onto
the wound. Even though Strong Bear was unconscious, he moaned loudly from
the burning sting of the liquid.

Hawk stood there watching the white eyes doctor as he worked on his son,
wondering if he had made a mistake with allowing it when he heard his son's
anguished cries.

"Surely the white eyes medicine will kill your son," Brave Bull said
angrily and then left the lodge, leaving Hawk to wonder once again about
allowing it to continue.

"Is he going to live," Hawk asked, watching the strange bubbling that was
forming around and on the wound. In all of his years alive, he had never
seen such a thing.

"I am doing as much as I can to ensure that he lives," Jonas snapped back
as he continued to administer to the boy's wound.

For several long and excruciating minutes, Hawk and Seth watched as the
doctor worked to clean the wound, removing as much of the infection as he
could. Spotted Wolf came into the lodge carrying a wooden bowl of hot
water, laid it on the floor beside the doctor and handed him several
doeskin cloths as he knelt down beside the doctor to watch.

"Place the cloths into the water and let them soak," Jonas said, gazing
quickly into Spotted Wolf's midnight eyes.

Spotted Wolf placed several of the cloths into the water and then watched
as Jonas reached again inside his bag and pulled out a large jar of
blackish ointment. He began smearing the ointment onto the wound while
Spotted Wolf watched him attentively. Using a pair of tongs which he pulled
from his bag, Jonas pulled a cloth from the hot water and let the excess
water drip off before he laid it over the wound.

Spotted Wolf watch eagerly as the doctor did his work, marveling at the
white medicine. Seeing his attention to what he was doing, the doctor began
instructing him as to what he wanted Spotted Wolf to do once he left.

"I am going to leave these bottles of medicine with you Spotted Wolf. I
want you tonight to do the same that I have done, wash out the wound first
and then apply a good amount of this ointment before placing a hot cloth
over the wound. Do you think that you can do this," he asked, looking over
to him first and then to Hawk for approval, who nodded his agreement.

"Ay-uh doctor, Spotted Wolf can and will do this for Strong Bear," he said,
now kneeling beside the doctor.

After he finished doctoring Strong Bear, he moved to check White Deer's
wound. He noticed that it was healing nicely and that his fever was
lessening. He then, for good measure, cleansed and applied the ointment to
White Deer's wound.

"Aiiiiieeeeee," White Deer screamed, his eyes flashing open from the pain.

"I'm sorry for the pain young man, but I felt that your wound should be
addressed also," the doctor said as he laid the hot cloth over the wound.

"What is the purpose of the hot cloth?" Spotted Wolf asked.

"The heat from the cloth, along with the salve will work to draw out the
puss and infection," he said, glancing up at Hawk. "Until the fevers break,
keep their brows bathed with cold cloths," he instructed to Spotted Wolf.

"Ay-uh," he said, lowering his eyes when the young doctor gazed into his
and a soft blush flooded his cheeks.

***

Two weeks later:

"How is my son feeling today," Hawk asked upon entering the lodge and saw
Strong Bear and White Deer sitting up and talking with Spotted Wolf.

"I am much better father," Strong Bear said. "I am even ready to get out of
this lodge and resume living again."

"Gah-ween my son, not until you have gotten back your full strength," Hawk
warned.

"But father, Strong Bear is better and anxious to leave," he persisted.

"Doctor Jameson will be arriving today and lets see what he says about you
and White Deer leaving," Seth said, seeing how anxious they both were to
leave.

Seth looked into the shadows of the lodge and saw Spotted Wolf standing
there silently, his eyes shamefully looking down at the floor. He stood
silently, knowing that now that he would no longer be needed, feared what
was going happen to him.

"Hawk look, please go to him and let him know that he is accepted by our
people," Seth whispered to Hawk, seeing the young man's fear in his eyes.

"Ay-uh Red Sun," Hawk said and walked over to Spotted Wolf and led him from
the lodge to speak to him, his arm resting across the warrior's shoulder.

"He has been beside both of you ever since you were brought here," Seth
told his son and White Deer, noticing that the jealousy that was in White
Deer's eyes was now gone. "You have nothing to worry about White Deer,
Spotted Wolf knows that Strong Bear is your man," Seth assured him.

"Ay-uh my sweet White Deer, you know that your heart belongs only to Strong
Bear as does his to you," Seth assured him and White Deer turned to Strong
Bear with questioning eyes.

Strong Bear could see that there was no longer any doubt in White Deer's
eyes. He placed his hand around the nape of White Deer's neck and pulled
him to him, kissing him tenderly as White Deer twined his arms around
Strong Bear's neck and kissed him back.

"Now let your heart always remember that that was a kiss from the only man
that can and will ever love you. You are my world White Deer and I can no
sooner live without you than the stars can refuse to shine."

"I'm sorry for letting my feelings of jealousy taint our love," White Deer
whispered, lowering his eyes to the floor. "But I know that Spotted Wolf
loves you, I can see it in his eyes."

"Gah-ween my man," Strong Bear said, refusing to see it.

Spotted Wolf entered the lodge and knelt down beside White Deer, taking his
hand into his.

"I am sorry if I led you to feel that I wanted to steal your man from you,"
he said looking directly into White Deer's eyes. "I will admit that I have
had feeling for him, but my heart has found one that seems to love me
also," he said, surprising both Strong Bear and White Deer.

"You have feelings for someone else," White Deer said, a blush now coloring
Spotted Wolf's face.

"Ay-uh," Spotted Wolf said looking from one to the other and then back to
White Deer, but before he could tell them who, Jonas entered the lodge.

Both Strong Bear and White Deer saw how Spotted Wolf's eyes lit up when the
doctor entered the lodge. They looked over at Jonas and he too had the
hazed look of love in his eyes when he locked eyes with Spotted Wolf.

Suddenly clearing his throat, Jonas moved over and down beside the wounded
boys and after examining them both, he gave them permission to leave the
lodge.

"Now remember boys, although you are healing nicely, I don't want you doing
anything strenuous that might undo the work that I have done," Jonas warned
and looked up at Chief Hawk.

"You have Hawk's word that they will do as you say," Hawk assured Jonas
while he sharply gazed at each of the boys.

"Ay-uh, I will do as Doctor Jonas commands," the both said together and
then hurried from the lodge.

As Jonas packed his black bag, his eyes kept moving affectionately to
Spotted Wolf and then questioningly to Hawk and Seth. Seeing how he wished
to be alone with Spotted Wolf, Seth entwined his arm with Hawk's, pulling
him away.

"Come my sweet chief, let us go and let them work out their love," Seth
whispered and ushered Hawk gently from the lodge.

Jonas, noticing that he and Spotted Wolf were now alone, got up and went to
the fire to sit. Spotted Wolf did the same and gingerly took a seat beside
Jonas, their arms lightly touching as they sat there quietly.

"Jonas, I..." but second guessed himself before finishing his declaration
of love for the young handsome doctor.

Jonas was much older than Spotted Wolf at thirty years old, but he knew
love when he felt it and he felt it for this handsome warrior. Jonas soft
blue eyes sparkled from the love that was in his heart, and a soft blush
crept slowly across his face.

"Yes Spotted Wolf, I too feel the same," Jonas bravely said as he placed a
finger beneath Spotted Wolf's chin and turned his face to look at him.

"You do...you do," Spotted Wolf asked and then moved quickly into Jonas'
arms, their mouths pressed heatedly together in love's first kiss.

Soon they had undressed each other and were lying comfortably on the same
pelts and blankets that Strong Bear had laid on with Jonas making love to
Spotted Wolf.

To be continued...

There you go my faithful readers, this ends Captured Heart. I will begin
the next story, A Heart's Legacy with the next generation and also with
your favorites from this story. As always, I would love to hear from you
at: danielrunningwater@yahoo.com

Also, I am posting this new story under Interracial and Beginnings, no
longer will it be under incest.

Thank you all for your kindness,

Daniel