[Atlantean's Quest 02] Exodus by Jordan Summers

Author:Jordan Summers [Summers, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-07-10T23:15:47+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Excuse me?” Jac’s brow arched and her lips thinned. Surely she’d misunderstood. There was no way in hell she would strip out of her clothes.

Ares stepped closer. “You would do well to obey me on this.” He held his hand out and an energy burst, much like a streak of lightning, shot from his palm and ignited the kindling inside the firepot, illuminating the small hut in soft light.

Jac jumped, but held her ground. “I will not be bullied by you or any other man.”

He brushed a wisp of hair away from her face, his fingers lingering against the pulse beating directly behind her ear. Jac’s heart leapt beneath the subtle graze that sent her senses into overdrive. She felt heat spread from her stomach and radiate out, until she could hear the steady pulse of her blood thumping like a drum in her head. She took a deep breath, inhaling the musky odor that was all Ares, all masculine—all sex.

Her nipples stabbed against the material of her t-shirt, so sensitive that breathing became a chore. She could feel moisture gathering between her thighs as her pussy flooded in anticipation of his entry. Jac took a step back, fighting for control over her hormones. Why did he have to be sex incarnate? She licked her lips, trying to moisten her parched mouth. His eyes followed the movement like a predator waiting for the opportunity to pounce.

The air seemed to close in around them, pressing, cornering, trapping. Jac glanced at the bed of furs in the corner, then back to the door, attempting to judge her chances of making it to the opening. At some point Ares had pulled the fur covering back in place, blocking out all trace of light. She’d been so wrapped up in her thoughts, staring into space, she hadn’t noticed. The thin flap would definitely impede her escape.

“Do not even think about it,” his voice dropped an octave in warning.

Jac crossed her arms over her chest, the tiny movement torture as she rasped across her puckered areolas. “You can’t keep me here against my will.”

He gave her an unholy smile. A hard glint of determination, the likes of which she hadn’t seen before, reflected in his jade eyes. Jac made a mad dash for the hut door. She’d made it three feet when a vice-like grip closed around her waist, lifting her from the ground. Jac shrieked.

“Put me down you son-of-a-bitch! I’m not staying here another minute.” Jac’s arms flailed and she kicked out her legs in an attempt to dislodge herself from his unyielding hold.

Ares carried her back toward the furs, his muscles not even straining to keep her secured. When he reached the bed he transferred the flailing Jac to one hand and tugged at the pouch on the side of his loincloth with the other. Several silk scarves a deep shade of jade fell onto the bed.

Jac’s eyes bugged. “What are you planning to do with those?”

His smile widened.

“Don’t even think about it.

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