Marauder by Robin Leigh Miller

Author:Robin Leigh Miller [Неизв.]
Language: rus
Format: epub

Chapter Six

A week passed. Seven whole days of her wrists bound, him feeding her, bathing her

and taking her to spend a few hours a day with her clan. Every time he led her away he stripped her bare, ate her alive with his eyes and then jacked off, leaving her frustrated and horny.

That still didn’t make any sense to her. No matter how many times she rolled the

situation around in her head, she couldn’t come up with one single good reason he

wouldn’t toss her on the ground and fuck her brains out. God, she couldn’t take it

anymore.

Priscilla sat on the ground, her legs crossed and watched several of her girls going

through self-defense exercises with Strafe’s men. There was laughter, smiles and what appeared to be genuine trust building between them. The young girls were treated

firmly, but also with a care that made her heart melt. As she gazed around the camp she saw some of the older women helping with the cooking, again, laughing.

Others helped carry firewood and seemed more than happy to be doing it. They’d

settled right in and Strafe’s pirates didn’t appear to be put out by it. In fact, they seemed to welcome it.

A rich, deep laugh drifted across the open field, bringing Priscilla’s attention to

Strafe. His head was tossed back, his braid swinging as Jinx threw punch after punch at him. For a brief moment her heart seized. What the hell were they doing?

“Excellent!” Strafe shouted, patting her on the back. “You’ve learned a lot. Hey,

Buck!” he shouted, motioning at a large man helping one of the youngest. “She’s ready for the next step.”

Buck pointed a finger at the two of them. “Give me a minute.”

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Strafe went from girl to girl, testing their abilities. Some did well, others not so

much. He praised and encouraged each one. And when he approached Julie, the most

traumatized of her girls, he crossed his arms over his chest and peered down at her with a menacing glare. Priscilla nearly came to her feet, ready to run to Julie’s aid. He

shouldn’t be doing that. He’d terrify her.

Then, before she could move, Julie lifted her gaze, shooting Strafe an icy-cold look

before her fists bunched and her arms started moving. She proceeded with a dance of

kicks, jabs and damn, she nailed him good, right in the ribs. Priscilla felt the blood drain from her head. Her body trembled in fear for the girl. Would he retaliate?

Strafe hunched over, holding his side, looked up and smiled. “Well done, Julie.”

The smile that spread across her face was electrifying. Her eyes beamed. Priscilla

had never seen the girl smile. Not once. In a matter of days Strafe had her smiling,

fighting and— could it be?—beginning to trust.

Tears welled in her eyes when Strafe draped his heavy arm over Julie’s shoulder

and the girl didn’t flinch. Instead, she looked up at him, her innocent eyes filled with gratitude and respect. He’d pulled her out of her shell, given her hope.

“Miss Priscilla.” Bruiser stepped up beside her and crouched down.

He always did that, called her Miss.

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