Woodiwiss, Kathleen E - Shanna by Woodiwiss Kathleen E

Author:Woodiwiss, Kathleen E [Woodiwiss, Kathleen E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-12-10T12:13:34+00:00

A quick pull on her tether, and Shanna was yanked before the enormous man and there made to stand while he rudely evaluated her. She shivered in disgust as the man cupped her chin in a ham-like hand then turned her head from side to side, inspecting her much as one might a steed.

"A pretty filly, to be sure, though Trahern left me little enough to appreciate her with. But why bring her here?" he questioned his cohorts.

Pellier grinned slyly. "This is the plum of Trahern's orchard, Mother, his own daughter. She'll bring us all a fine lot of coins."

"Aye, if we live long enough to enjoy them," Harripen snorted.

" 'Tis impossible for him to get a big enough ship through the reefs without going aground. We're safe enough here," Pellier argued.

The giant pursed his lips and let his gaze scan the horizon, seeming to grow nervous.

"H'it'll set Trahern on edge, to be sure," he half mused in a worried tone. Then he gestured toward the prisoners who huddled behind Shanna and mumbled, "We may need extra hands if Trahern decides to make himself felt. Bring the wench inside, hearties, and we'll have us a mug."

The sun rested on the horizon, and night would soon spread its velvet cloak of darkness over the island. As she was led inside Shanna threw a glance behind her, but she saw no sign of Ruark. Resentfully she wondered if he had already found some wench on the dock to fill his time.

A short stairway led down to a tavern room where lanterns were lit to ward off the coming shroud of night. The large, flat stones beneath her feet were cool and a welcome relief from the burning sand. Pellier crossed the long, dark room, yanking her along with him, and he joined Mother at a long table. A fist crashing down on the wooden planks startled Shanna as their host bellowed for ale. Immediately two women appeared and from barrels lining the wall filled immense tankards. Harripen caressed the bovine breast of one and grinned into her face.

"Carmelita, ye're as pretty as ever, me lovely. Care for a toss?"

A voice chortled loudly from the rear of the common room. "He bet on ya, Carmelita. And he's trying to win the wager."

With a fling of her dark head and a wanton smile, Carmelita roughly pushed a mug into the Englishman's groping hand, sloshing a share of the contents over his breeches.

"That should cool yer loins 'til me work is done, ye lusting rogue. I'll bed whom I please, and 'tis not likely to be you, you scrawny gander."

Loud guffaws sounded around the table until Harripen glared his fellows down. Eager to demonstrate his own prowess with women, Pellier threw an arm about Shanna's waist and sought to snatch her to him for a quick kiss and a long-awaited fondle. In violent reflex Shanna swung out with her round hands clenched into fists, intending only to hold the stinking, sweaty body away from her. The blow struck him just beneath the ribs.

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