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. Goldmoon studied the lines of
Riverwind's back and legs, not truly paying much attention
to the sash he snaked in front of her, so she was a little late
diving for it. But when he tugged, she had a firm grip and
tugged back with equal ferocity.
He looked just a little surprised, which made her smile,
and if she could have seen herself, she would have
recognized the tigress in her eyes. She spun about him,
pulling hard, watching his muscles strain to hold onto the
sash. Then she twirled herself into his arms. Bound, sitting
on his knee with his arms about her, she realized that he was
as much a prisoner as she, hardly able to dump his princess
on the ground before the whole tribe. The tigress had won.
Placing her arms around Riverwind's neck, Goldmoon
pulled his head toward her and pressed her soft lips against
his, just as she'd seen the others do but as she'd never done
herself.
Riverwind's arms tightened about her, and he kissed her
back with a passion that sent an unexpected thrill of
pleasure through her body. His mouth tasted of the sweet
fruit they'd eaten at dinner, and his bare arms were warm
against her sweat-cooled flesh. Suddenly he pulled his head
away from hers, as though he had just realized he was
kissing Chieftain's Daughter before the entire tribe
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