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stretched out than he tumbled to sleep.

Chapter Two
    Heart Storm
     
    Gayle walked through the forest, inhaling the
scent of pine and damp ground. She wondered how she had gotten here when the
last thing she recalled was falling asleep in her cottage. For some
inexplicable reason, she wasn’t afraid.
    She sensed this was a dream, but the most
intense she’d ever experienced.
    The trees thinned and ahead a lake stretched
across the center of a lush field. Her gaze riveted to the beautiful palomino
Horseman asleep on the grass.
    Pace!
    Her heart skipped a beat and she walked toward
him. Finally near enough to touch him, she merely stared, admiring the angles
of his handsome face. Asleep he looked so peaceful. She longed to caress his
sharp cheekbones and stroke his jawline to find out if his beard was soft or
rough but she didn’t want to disturb him. To keep from running her hands over
his sleek, muscular body, she curled them into fists. She wondered about the
texture and warmth of his lean, muscular man-half. Was the golden coat covering
his beast-half as smooth as it looked? Were his cream-colored wings soft?
    When her gaze returned to his face, she gasped
with surprise. Those clear blue eyes stared at her, reflecting her curiosity
and desire.
    “What are you doing here?” he asked softly and
pushed himself to his equine knees.
    “I don’t know,” she replied, slightly
breathless. Glancing around, she noticed that the forest had disappeared.
Except for the grass and the lake, darkness bathed the rest of the mountaintop.
“I was asleep in my cottage then I found myself here. Pace, what’s happened?”
    His broad chest swelled with a deep breath and
a smile of wonder touched his lips. He reached out and trailed a fingertip down
her cheek. “You’re so soft,” he said, his voice scarcely a whisper.
    Gayle thought she should step away yet she
didn’t want to. He cupped her face tentatively but she pressed her cheek
against his warm, calloused palm and closed her eyes to better enjoy his touch.
    “I think this is a shared dream.” His quiet
yet husky voice roused her from the relaxed stupor.
    Her eyes opened wide and her heartbeat
quickened.
    Sometimes a shared dream brought together
Horsemen and their destined mates. According to legend, the dreams would
continue until the couple joined in reality.
    Gayle had never imagined she would share
dreams with a Horseman and certainly not one as magnificent as Pace. She didn’t
need dreams to encourage her attraction to him. From the moment they’d met he’d
stirred emotions she’d never experienced before.
    “I didn’t think it would happen to me,” he
said, another faint smile touching those adorable lips framed by golden
whiskers she longed to touch.
    As if sensing her desire, or perhaps
surrendering to his, Pace leaned toward her while drawing her face nearer to
his. He brushed her mouth with a tender kiss and when she pressed closer, he
deepened it.
    Gayle closed her eyes and slid her arms around
his neck. Heavens he was so hard and strong. She ran her hands over his broad
shoulders and back, feeling the muscles ripple against her palms.
    His firm, slightly moist lips caressed hers
and she noted with pleasure that his beard felt softer and springier than she’d
ever imagined. Moaning softly, she tightened her arms around him and opened her
lips to his gently thrusting tongue. Her tongue met it and they engaged in a
warm, wet dance that made her tremble and tingle all over.
    Pace’s hands slid down her ribs and cupped her
bottom. With a little gasp, Gayle jumped a bit at the sensation of his palms on
her bare ass. When had her clothes disappeared? This must be a shared dream
after all.
    He broke the kiss and nuzzled her neck.
“You’re so beautiful.” He breathed, his hands caressing her bottom and the
backs of her thighs.
    “So are you,” she murmured, lost in sensation.
    He chuckled softly and kissed her again, then
ever so gently cupped her breasts.