<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I have missed you as well, sweet one," Cameron admitted quietly.  "Not in this way," he added with a half laugh, gesturing at their naked bodies, "for I had not allowed myself to think of you so -- but your companionship has ever been dear to me."  He kissed her temple.  "Sleep well, bright heart," he whispered, and held her close to his chest.<br/>
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Cameron awoke with the abruptness of a soldier, unsure what had brought him to awareness.  All at once he remembered the previous night -- returning home, Gwen -- Gwen.  Gods above, he'd made love to the Queen last night.<br/>
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He sucked in a breath, realizing they were still naked in bed.  Very, deliciously naked -- and his body had a head start on appreciating that nakedness.  For now, he shoved his rational mind entirely aside.  It could wait.  At the moment, he had his arms full of one very precious, very naked young woman who had whispered sweet nothings in his ear last night... and who was likely still full of his cum.</span></span>