LustingtheEnemy by Mel Teshco

Author:Mel Teshco [Teshco, Mel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: C429, Extratorrents, Kat
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2012-12-10T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Akeisha’s breath caught in her throat as she slowly came to, taking a moment to realize she was no longer the little girl left alone in the secret room for two-and-a-half long, terrifying days.

Two-and-a-half days before her father and what was left of the larakyte people had risked returning for her, hoping against hope she was still alive.

Voices murmured nearby and she struggled to make sense of her whereabouts. Damp and mildew hung heavy in the sluggish air, along with an undertone of decay.

“I think she’s going to make it, Sire.”

Someone peeled a hot, wet cloth from her brow and replaced it with another that was blessedly cool.

She cracked her eyelids open.

A cave. She was in a cave. A dank, dark place just like the small room.

She swallowed, instantly alarmed as claustrophobia threatened. But as Judas leaned down, one hand clasping hers, the other gently holding the cloth in place, she sucked in a steadying breath, reassured by his touch, his presence.

She blinked, trying to focus. Trying to get things straight in her mind. And failing. “We…we made it,” she whispered.

His smile was full of relief, full of…love? “We did, angel.”

But how? Somehow the question seemed too much effort, too much to take in.

She licked her dry, cracked lips and he leaned forward, clasping behind her head to raise her slightly before lifting a cup to her mouth. Cool water slid down her parched throat and trickled down her chin. She wanted more.

“Easy,” Judas said. “Just a little at a time.”

She was too weak to argue. Too weak to even stay awake. Her eyes fluttered closed again and she drifted in and out of consciousness, her body attempting to revitalize after the forced shift and subsequent agony of regeneration.

Even so, intermittent, brief snatches of conversation filtered into her mind.

“They’re closing in on us, Sire.”

“She’s too weak to move yet.”

“No choice.”

“We wait. For just a little longer. We wait.”

Was she was awake or dreaming?

Sometime later, her eyelids flickered apart as Judas elevated her a little and dressed her in a cotesh robe with all too practiced hands. When his arms locked under her before lifting her high, she focused on his face. Defined cheekbones taut with concern, sensual lips pressed tight. Then, as if aware of her stare, he met her gaze and his face relaxed.

“Sorry to disturb you angel, but we have to move.”

So what she’d heard hadn’t been a dream. She wriggled in his arms, wanting only to stand on her own two feet. She needed to lighten his load so there was better chance at escape.

“In a few hours your body will be strong enough to walk; even fight,” he said. “But not yet.”

She frowned. Did Judas perceive her every thought? And how did he know how long exactly it would take for her body to fully recuperate?

“Until then,” he added, “let me help you. Trust me, okay?”

She relented with a nod, forcing her stare from his hawkish, beautiful face and to the dirty, rock walls closing in either side.

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