Lakota by Jordyn Tracey

Author:Jordyn Tracey [Tracey, Jordyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Romance, Multicultural, Paranormal, Fantasy, Multicultural & Interracial
Amazon: B0036DEBDA
Publisher: Sugar and Spice Press
Published: 2010-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

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"I've never had me a black woman before," he said, knowing she had awakened.

Tawni opened her eyes. She glanced around the room to find she was inside another of the shell-like buildings. This one was in a better state. Apparently, in this area, there was no electricity, unlike the part of the city where the shop was.

A candle burned on a desk near the bed she lay in. The man who had rescued her sat in a chair at the foot of her bed.

The bare room held only a gaping hole in one wall. Everything else seemed secure. Worry for Lakota made her sit up, only to fall back and scramble for the blanket which had slid to the floor. She was naked.

"Where are my clothes, you piece of shit?" she demanded.

He stared from the midst of the knotted hair. "I've never had me a black woman." He licked his lips. "I wanted you to be awake, but it was hard waiting. I satisfied myself with looking."

She clutched the blanket tighter and searched the room again for her things. If he had killed Lakota or he touched her

... The man was thin, but he would be stronger than she was.

She had never been in a fight in her life, knew less than nothing about wielding the knife she had brought with her, but she'd find a way to end his life if necessary.

"Where's Lakota? Please," she begged.

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"That guy with you? Oh, he's dead," he said without emotion. Tawni sobbed.

The chair creaked when he stood. A rough hand curved around her blanket and yanked it away in one movement.

She aimed a kick at his balls, but missed. He pinned her to the bed, licking his lips, smacking them together like she was his afternoon meal.

"Going to be so good."

He forced her legs apart and lay down over her body. She fought with everything in her but could do no damage with her arms and legs pinned. He avoided the bites she tried to land on his shoulders, his neck and face.

His privates made a connection with her. She howled in disgust and fear. "Please, don't." Her cries were pointless. He was desperate, horny after years. His plight had doubtless turned him into a rapist. All rules had fled.

He pushed forward. The door flew open. A rebel yell filled the room. Her attacker died on the bare dirt floor. Tremors took control of Tawni's body. Lakota, looking almost as weak as she felt, climbed up on the bed. He eased her body close to his, wrapped the blanket around her, and they both fought to regain their strength and breath.

"I took too long?" he asked, desperate hope in his voice.

"Almost," she whispered.

He kissed her. A shudder went through her at the memory of what happened just a minute ago. He touched the side of her face. "Forget him. He's dead."

"Almost," she sobbed.

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He kissed her again. He drew back and quickly removed his clothes. She stared in shock.

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