Free [Atlantean's Quest 01] The Arrival by Jordan Summers Page B

the Professor big time and wasn’t about to let him get away without payback. Let’s see how he likes a gun shoved in his face . Rachel needed to find her pack and the little gift fromJac she’d shoved in the bottom of it. That was the only way she’d be able to get out of this place alive and back home to New York.
    She pounded on the man’s back, hoping he’d let her go. It was like hitting concrete with a feather. Rachel bounced as he jumped over tree trunks and around vines. The ground zipped by in a blur of green.
    Rachel concentrated on taking quick breaths, closing her eyes for a second to keep from getting sick. Her insides tossed and churned, like she’d been thrown into a human blender.
    His large body was hot and slick with sweat and smelled of musk against the jungle air. Sliding against him reminded Rachel of intertwining bodies, skin on skin, and sex.
    She willed herself to keep pummeling him. Her hands were red and hurt worse with each blow that fell. Sooner or later, he’d have to get tired of her attacks and let her go, or at least put her down.
    The giant simply slapped her on the butt and kept running. Her eyes widened and she sucked in a surprised breath. She hadn’t been spanked since she was a child. She tried to rise up to look at the side of his face, but her bottom throbbed and stung.
    The heat radiating out from her rounded backside caused other things to stir. She chastised herself for being so foolish, yet her body continued to respond with an answering wetness between her thighs. Rachel clamped her legs together. Ashamed, but turned on, she wiggled again, hoping and fearing another quick slap.
    You’re being kidnapped by a giant, and instead of concentrating on freeing yourself, you’re getting horny.
    She hit him again, out of anger at herself. This time he stopped and pulled her off his shoulder. His eyes met hers and she cowered, waiting for the blow to come.
    It never did.
    Rachel tried to pull the gag from her mouth, but the knot was too tight. Her jaw ached. She eyed his imposing form. She’d give her lifesavings for a glass of water or a king-sized bed.
    The giant stroked her hair, his manner soothing, then swiftly snatched a bit of vine from a tree, spun her around, and bound her hands behind her back.
    Rachel strained, trying to pull the ties apart. The position thrust her full breasts out, making her shirt gape open. She realized her awkward situation and stilled.
    He circled her, a couple of times sniffing the air, like a wolf scenting prey. Her skin prickled with awareness as she observed him from beneath her lashes. His nostrils flared as his eyes wandered over her in a slow appreciative perusal, coaxing, leading and drawing out a response.
    Everywhere he looked, she burned. He paused at her nipples as they beaded under her white T-shirt. He growled deep in his belly. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip.
    Oh god, he can smell my arousal.
    Her traitorous body responded, as she remembered that dangerous tongue from last night. Rachel now knew it had been no dream—it was every bit as real as the man standing before her. He’d fucked her with that wet, smooth, powerful muscle. And dammit, she would let him do it again in a heartbeat.
    The material of his loincloth rose with the evidence of his desire.
    She couldn’t draw her eyes away from the outline of his massive cock. Her breathing deepened and there was no fighting the attraction. She ached with need.
    Rachel imagined his muscle bound body moving on top of her, spreading her thighs, sliding inside, filling her with a cock so long and thick that she’d feel it in the back of her throat by the time he got done fucking her.
    She groaned, knowing in the end she would surrender and scream out in ecstasy. Just like I did last night .
    Her expression must have been obvious, for he smiled, flashing startlingly white teeth against his tanned face. The look he gave her was positively feral.

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