Excerpt

It was pitch black in the cold, lonely, frightening tunnel. The only sounds heard were the sullen drip…drip…drip of water and the noise of footsteps as they squished into the slime covering the stone floor. Feeling her way along the rough cavern wall, she started as her fingers touched something small and hard and alive. It skittered away from her searching hand before she could do anything but shudder in revulsion. She tiptoed along, trying to keep utterly quiet, knowing if she was caught, it could be her doom.

The loathsome smell of decay tickled her nostrils, making her want to sneeze, but no matter how badly she wished she could head back upwards into the light, she kept going. She had no choice…not any longer. What was down here was far too important to her.

She glanced around, suddenly feeling as if she were being watched. Her heartbeat increased as she searched the gloom for whatever made her hair want to stand on end. But after a few minutes of deadly silence, she sighed shakily. This horrible place always made her imagination run wild.

Biting her lip, she continued downward. Her agitation increased as she realized she’d come much further than ever before. What was actually down here in these deep, dark chasms? She prayed she wouldn’t run into any of the actual inhabitants of the region. If that happened, all her plans would be for naught.

She eased around the corner of a large boulder. Its surface dripped with foulness and death, but she tried to ignore it. Soon she would find what she’d come for and then all would be as it should. If she didn’t believe that, then coming to this forbidden realm would be the most foolish thing she could do.

She paused to get her bearings and shuddered again at the thought of being caught. Her fear-filled eyes tried to peer through the gloom as she again had the feeling of being watched. She took a step backwards and stopped short as she came up against a hard male body. Adrenaline rushed through her as an arm snaked around her narrow waist, while a second one covered her mouth so she couldn’t scream.

Oh God! She’d been discovered!

What would happen to her now? As she struggled, tears filled her eyes. She knew no one would help her in this terrible place.

“You are trespassing,” a dark voice hissed in her ear. “Do you know what happens to those who enter our lands without permission?”

She grabbed at the hand pressed against her lips, but it wouldn’t budge. Whoever held her was very strong, very stubborn and by the feel of his body against hers…very aroused.

“We do not see many of your kind here,” he murmured, nibbling gently at the frantically pulsing vein in her neck. “And real women are scarce in this place. I wonder…do you know what will happen, now that I’ve caught you?”

Unable to answer him, she continued her fight to get away. She pulled at his hands, and when that didn’t do anything, she reached behind him to grab at his hair. But before she could get a handful, the man holding her released her mouth and whipped her around to face him. Pulling her against his hard body, she only had time to take one deep breath before his mouth came down on hers.

She froze instantly, feeling much like a rabbit did when pounced upon by a hunting wolf. His mouth was hard and demanding, leaving nothing to the imagination. He forced her lips apart and ravaged her mouth. She finally struggled again when his hand smoothed its way up her body and cupped a warm breast.

He growled low in his throat and gave the soft mound a threatening squeeze. Gasping, she stilled, knowing he was too strong for her to fight. As if taking her stillness for surrender, he chuckled. “Very smart, angel. It wouldn’t do for you to make me angry.”

“Please—”

“Don’t beg,” he ordered. “You came down here knowing what might happen to you. I’m just fulfilling that expectation.”

“I—”

“Be silent!” He squeezed her breast again, then ran his hand down her hip to the short tunic dress she was wearing. “Now then…what surprises do you have for me?” He eased under the garment and up her rounded rear, plucking at her skimpy panties. “Very nice. Are they lace?”

She pushed against his rock-hard chest. “Don’t!”

He laughed again. “Why not?” Backing her up against the moss-covered rock, he held her so she couldn’t move. His hand continued its exploration, moving over her womanly hips and up her flat belly. He groaned as he touched the warm swell of her naked breast. Holding her tightly, he flicked his thumb over the tip, making it pebble beneath his touch. “Very nice.”

She struggled again. “Please…don’t!”

“Your mouth says no, but this—” he squeezed a nipple between his thumb and index finger, smiling when she gasped, “—this says you want me to go on.”

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