Sex Slaves 2: Waiting For Yesterday by Lorie O'Clare

Author:Lorie O'Clare [O'Clare, Lorie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic, Romance
ISBN: 1-4199-0070-6
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2004-11-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Dree sat in a large airy room, simple yet classy, facing her former mistress. She’d never been more nervous in all of her life. More than anything she wanted Marla of Torl to see her as independent, confident, sure of herself. But she couldn’t relax, had no idea what to do with her hands, and seemed at a loss for words. Her incompetence irked her.

“You must tell me everything.” Marla glowed from the life growing in her, obviously quite happy. “How did you escape Poltar? And where have you been all of this time?”

Dree glanced past Marla to Trev, who leaned in the doorway, appearing quite relaxed and just as happy. For the life of her, she couldn’t figure out what the two of them were doing here on Benox together.

“A shuttle brought some of us over. We were told there would be jobs for us.” Dree remembered those days too clearly. How naïve she’d been to think a shuttle driver cared at all about helping them find work. “Of course he lied. He’d thought he could sell us to King Sorale, but the king took advantage of his incompetence and then ignored us after he had us.”

“So where have you been all this time then?” Marla shook her head, not appearing surprised by her comments about the King.

“We’ve been at the castle.”

“There are others from Torl with you?” Marla grinned, turning to look up toward Trev.

He moved to stand behind her, caressing her shoulder. Dree tried not to stare, unnerved by the fact that these two known enemies were obviously so intimate with each other. The Torl and Kopah sex plantations were known rivals on Poltar. Marla had never spoken nicely of them. She wondered how long it had been going on. Maybe the two of them had an affair without their fathers’ knowledge. Dree glanced toward the window. None of that mattered now.

“There are a handful of us.” She chewed her lip, wondering if she might be able to get questions answered. “Do you know if the castle was attacked?”

“You don’t know?” Trev frowned at her. “I thought you just said that is where you have been staying.”

Dree’s heart almost stopped. She would never be a warrior, never have the skill to interrogate without giving away her own secrets. She shifted in the chair, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.

“I ran away,” she lied. “The attacks happened while I was in Lengorc.”

“I believe the House of Torin attacked the kingdom. Where the attacks occurred and whether the King is still in power, we haven’t yet heard.” Trev showed no indication whether he thought any of this a good thing or not.

But Dree had just learned one thing. Neither of them knew the outcome of the attacks. She still didn’t know if Marc was okay, or not. Something clamped down hard on her heart, the pain wrenching through her. She looked down at her hands, clasped tightly in her lap, her knuckles white from how hard she held her hands. The material of her trousers itched, and she desperately wanted to pull at the collar of her shirt.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.