The Barbarians: Stolen Bride by Angelique Anjou

The Barbarians: Stolen Bride by Angelique Anjou

Author:Angelique Anjou
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: seduction, captive, alpha warrior, alien prince, soldier on a mission
Publisher: New Concepts Publishing


Chapter Nine

Charly tried not to take that command badly, but the damned beast they’d rode in on was ripe and she didn’t doubt she smelled like it—probably both of them did—not that she could tell which smell was attached to her and which to him when it all smelled the same beastly.

She shrugged of the flare of irritation, the tiny flash of resentment that he’d killed her fantasy with the suggestion that she was really ripe and in desperate need of a bathe.

Which, in all fairness to him, she’d noticed.

The pool was damned sure inviting after the days spent riding for their lives.

She just hadn’t been certain it would be ok to make use of it, especially for bathing.

He was the prince, though. Surely it must be alright if he’d suggested it?

She glanced around as she peeled off her t-shirt and panties.

Thankfully, there was no sign of the robed guys, but almost as if her thoughts prompted it, she heard some kind of chant start up nearby as she tested the water with her toes.

She glanced around again, but she still didn’t see anyone other than Galen and she was trying really hard not to stare at him.

She did notice that there were some openings in the walls, up high, though, and decided that must be where the sound was filtering into the room from.

Dismissing it when she discovered the water was warm, she moved deeper and found that the pool was fairly shallow, coming up only to her waist.

So it must be for bathing, she reasoned.

It seemed an odd sort of placement for a bathing pool, but then again she’d had just enough of the wine—and Galen—to weaken her grip of logic.

It seemed weird to her, she reasoned, because she wasn’t from Bacsheer and didn’t know that much about their customs or practices.

And she didn’t even know if the guys with robes were Oloote. They looked a lot like the Oloote, but other races on Earth were similar, soooo…. Did that clinch it? No, she thought not.

On the other hand, primitives tended to practice strange religious rituals so maybe it had to do with that? Some alien religion?

Because now that she thought about it, the structure seemed a little odd for a castle—very fancy and yet a poor use of space or at least not practical. The room they were in seemed to take up the majority of the space that was allotted to the Great Hall in Galen’s castle.

That thought made her uneasy when she’d climbed into what might be some kind of ritual pool, but Galen distracted her.

He headed straight toward her as soon as he got in the water.

She jumped when she felt his touch, whipping a sharp look in his direction.

He was holding a cloth, she saw, and the scent wafting from it suggested some kind of sweet smelling soap or maybe oils?

She hadn’t noticed bathing supplies had been provided.

Stupid!

Instead of handing her the cleaning cloth, he began to scrub her back.

She considered stopping him, moving away, saying something ….



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