Part 7 (1/2)

Oh yeah, definitely famished here.

She hadn't eaten since...well, the women who'd locked her in that cage had given her loads of food. Fruit mostly and some raw vegetables, but fruit and veggies only took a steak-and-potatoes kind of girl only so far. And evidenced by her not-so-trim figure, she'd certainly had her share of eating out at fast food restaurants since she couldn't cook worth a d.a.m.n.

Not that she'd never tried. Both her mom and dad were avid cooks. They'd loved teaching their kids the art of cooking. Unfortunately Kayla never shared their pa.s.sion. She preferred to eat out. Especially since her obsession for studying veterinary medicine kept her in her dorm room most of the time.

Going out to eat and having occasional s.e.x with a guy were the only times she pretty much left her room.

Kayla closed her eyes when another wave of worry threatened to turn her into a washer full of tears. Hers was a tight-knit family. They'd always looked out for each other. Had been raised that way. It was an inbred instinct to find her brothers and bring them back home. And if she was to carry out the mission of reuniting the family, then she'd best get her a.s.s in gear, eat that fish, find that hunk and get moving.

From out of the nearby forest of waving green branches and towering ferns, Mr. s.e.xy Tarzan stud made an appearance. Immediately that insanely beautiful stab of longing crashed into her.

His lithe, fit body moved gracefully as he strolled along the sandy river sh.o.r.e toward the fire. His every step was sure and confident as he padded barefoot, his muscular arms laden with sticks for the fire. Her crash course in survival training had taught her certain types of wood caused less smoke than others, and he must have known this too as the fire was virtually smokeless.

But Taylor was anything but smokeless. The guy oozed fire and s.e.xuality with his nicely tanned, nearly naked body, and she couldn't get enough of looking at him. The craving for s.e.x s.h.i.+fted through her again. An almost overpowering need for skin-to-skin contact with him. A wicked desire that stretched into her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and deep into her p.u.s.s.y.

She s.h.i.+vered as he dropped a few sticks onto the fire and lifted his head. He caught her gaze and, for a moment, she swore she had an entire body o.r.g.a.s.m as he studied her with his stormy brown eyes. They seemed filled with both a restlessness to keep moving and a wild desire to f.u.c.k her again.

Heat flamed through Kayla as she dropped her stare to his c.o.c.k, only to find it covered by a green, apparently fern-woven breechcloth, which truly only increased her urge to have his c.o.c.k free so she could look at it again. And, of course, have him sinking deep inside her. Oh yes, she certainly wanted to send out ”f.u.c.k me now” signals. His eyes narrowed slightly as if he'd read her mind.

Oh boy, talk about being dropped into a sensual inferno. Her body was tight and tense. Her heart was hammering away like a battering ram and d.a.m.ned if her b.r.e.a.s.t.s weren't swollen and her p.u.s.s.y creaming, readying for him.

Wow, she needed to get a grip on herself. She needed food and to find her brothers and sisters. Not more scrumptious s.e.x with him.

”I thought males weren't allowed clothing?” she blurted.

Taylor stiffened for a second, and then the tips of his lips curled upward in an amused grin. She couldn't stop the flames of embarra.s.sment licking her cheeks.

”I'm wearing this so I have at least one or two seconds of hesitation before I f.u.c.k you again. Perhaps the extra moments will prevent it from happening.”

Kayla blinked in stunned shock. Had f.u.c.king her been so bad?

She turned her head from his intense gaze so he couldn't see the hurt screaming through her. Why had he f.u.c.ked her? She'd been like an animal in heat in the river. Had her s.e.xual arousal frightened him away? Or maybe he didn't want to use his s.e.x slave-lovemaking skills on her?

Maybe he'd done it because of what he said about drinking water from the Fever Swamps? And he'd simply been administering first aid?

Before he'd taken her, she'd lost control of her mind and her senses. Her brain had shut down, and when he'd entered her all she'd wanted to do was lose herself in his powerful thrusts and the awesome o.r.g.a.s.m that had followed.

The s.e.x between them had been totally different than the mellow, ho-hum s.e.x she'd experienced with guys in her previous relations.h.i.+ps. On Earth, she'd always prided herself in maintaining control in s.e.x and not becoming wild and mindless as the creatures she tended in her veterinarian clinic. Now she understood why her female patients needed to be mated when they were in heat. She needed to be mated!

What was going on with her? Whether it was the tainted water she drank, the fresh air or this hot stud, something instinctual had been unleashed. Some animal l.u.s.t deep inside her craved Taylor.

She was so deep in thought, she hadn't noticed the cooked fish on a piece of wood dangling in front of her face. It was the tantalizing scent that made her mouth water and her tummy growl.

”You must eat, gain your strength.”

Gain your strength for some more hot and heavy f.u.c.king, his brown eyes announced as his heated look pierced her with electrical, animal magnetism.

He'd squatted on his haunches right in front of her. His body was tense and alert as he studied her. ”Come, take it. Eat.”

Oh she'd love to eat him again. Kayla smiled inwardly and accepted the stick with the fish.

”We will stay here only until we finish eating. Then we must leave.”

Kayla's face must have reflected the disappointment cras.h.i.+ng through her.

”I do not think they will capture us, so you need not worry. We will not go at such a quick pace. But I will need to leave you alone many times to cover our tracks as we go.”

Leave her alone? Now was her chance to find out what he knew about her brothers.

”You mentioned the Hero brothers when...” Okay, she couldn't verbalize what they'd been doing at the time. Her face went hot. ”Earlier you spoke of my brothers. How far to them? Are they with Piper?”

Her hopes were dashed when he shook his head. ”They are apart. The three brothers are farther away. They are with their women in the Outer Limits. We can get to it by water quicker than by land.”

”Are they well?”

Taylor smiled and nodded eagerly. ”Very well.”

Was he really taking her to Piper? For all she knew he was just making up that he knew her sister as he went along. Would she be better off not believing him and separating from him? Using one of those opportunities of him being away from her to escape? Not that he was holding her against her will. s.e.xually yes, physically no. But seriously, was there a difference?

Enough thinking of the s.e.x, Kayla girl. Get a grip and ignore those gorgeous muscles lacing his arms.

”How far away are my brothers?”

His broad, naked shoulders bunched up. ”It depends.”

”On?” She slid one of the cooked fish off the stick. The scent of wild onions and some unidentified herbs drifted into her nostrils. They smelled delicious.

”The storms,” he answered.

Kayla followed his gaze to the gray sky.

Yep, it did look like rain and the sticky humidity made her skin clammy.

”It is not laced,” he replied softly as she inspected her meal.

”Laced? What?”

He nodded to the fish. ”It is not laced with any drugs, if that is what you fear. I may have lived with the Death Valley Boys, but I did not adapt nor agree to their ways.”

Whoa. This was nuts.

”You lived with the Death Valley Boys?”

”Jarod and I. Yes.”

”Jarod...that's the guy Piper is interested in, right?”