Slaves excerpt
I’m going to be out of touch for a few days, so until I get back, I’ve posted an excerpt from the upcoming, Entwined Fates: Slaves.
I hope you enjoy and I’ll see everyone when I get back…:)
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Lin made her way slowly down the hall toward Anthony’s room, trying to still the tremble in her fingers as Lia led her to what felt like her doom. Could she convince him to help her? Did she dare try? She hardly knew him.
Glancing toward the room next to his, she frowned as two men entered, shutting the door behind them. Lin knew what that meant. They would be watching.
Voyeurism was something they often practiced here, especially if there was suspicion. Her stomach flipped. Were they suspicious of Anthony? Or was it her?
She swallowed at the realization they would have to have sex. If they were being watched, they had no choice.
She closed her eyes, shivering as the cool air drifting through the halls cut through her thin robe to caress the naked flesh underneath. She struggled with her footing and the two dildos shoved deep inside her. The bells on her nipples made tinkling noises as she walked or took a deep breath, which she did now in an attempt to calm her rattled nerves.
Lia knocked on Anthony’s door.
“Enter,” he called from the other side.
His voice was deep and sultry, sending a shiver of unwanted awareness over every inch of her sensitive flesh.
Lia opened the door and pushed Lin inside. She blinked, trying to accustom her eyes to the darkened interior. Candles lit the corners, casting soft light across the room. Her gaze landed on Anthony, and she almost choked on a sudden intake of air.
He looked amazing standing next to the restraining bar. His shirt was open, exposing a wide, strong chest, baby smooth tan skin and a washboard stomach she was sure she could bounce a quarter off of. Long, silky black hair hung around his shoulders, doing little to soften the hard planes of his face. She’d never seen him with his hair down, but found she liked the look.
Way too much.
He walked toward her, his ice blue eyes narrowed, his lips set in a firm, punishing line, and she swallowed.
“What the hell are you –”
She stood on her tiptoes, quickly slanting her mouth over his. Tony stiffened, obviously surprised at her move. She backed away just enough to whisper and stare into his shocked, slightly confused eyes.
“They’re watching,” she whispered softly against his lips.
His eyes narrowed into tiny, blue slits. She traced his lip with the tip of her finger, her heart racing at the stubble as it scratched at her skin.
“They’re in the next room.”
Tony’s hands lifted to rest at her waist. His thumbs gently brushed over the material of her robe, rubbing her flesh underneath and sending shivers of delight up her spine.
“How do you know?” he murmured, then moved his lips to her ear, gently nibbling on the lobe.
Lin again swallowed, shocked at the growing desire deep in her belly. “I saw them just before I came in.”
“How do you know they’re watching?” he whispered in her ear.
“That’s what they do when you first come here. They don’t know you and want to see how you are with the slaves. If you really have sex with them. Sometimes they insist on being present. They like to watch the men whip the girls.”
Lin could feel the tension in Tony’s body as his fingers tightened against her waist.
“Has anyone whipped you?”
“Until you, no one had even noticed me.”
He pulled away and stared down into her face. She gazed up at him, temporarily speechless from the possessiveness shining in his eyes.
“Why are you here?” she asked, barely moving her lips.
Tony leaned down, this time moving to the other ear. “I’m here for you,” he whispered. “At the request of your father.”
“He came to you for help?” she asked.
His lips brushed the sensitive spot just under her ear and she trembled, grasping his strong upper arms to hold herself upright.
“In a roundabout way,” Tony replied. “If they’re watching, you realize we’ll have to have sex.”
She nodded, swallowing the growing lump of lust in her throat. Her muscles clenched and unclenched at the rods buried within her throbbing walls.
Sex with Tony was something she’d thought of on more than one occasion. She just never imagined their first time would be a show.
“Then we’ll figure out how to get you the hell out of here.”
Lin tensed and shook her head. She attempted to pull away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close.
“I’m not leaving without Keeran.”
“You don’t even know if she’s here.”
“Yes, I do,” Lin replied, close to his ear. She struggled against the growing desire to suck on his ear lobe, to taste his skin on her tongue. “I know she’s here, I just haven’t been able to find where he’s holding her. This place is massive.”
As she spoke, her lips moved against his skin.
“Lin,” he growled.
“Please, Anthony. I can’t leave her. You have to help me.”
Tony grasped a handful of her hair and tugged her head back, making her gasp in surprise. He glared at her almost angrily and her heart skipped a beat, then another and another.
“You’re out of your fucking mind,” he growled through tight lips.
“I can’t leave her,” she pleaded softly. “She would do no less for me.”
Tony remained silent, studying her closely. Lin could hardly breathe as she stared back, getting lost in the depths of his cold, icy eyes.
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