Missed Opportunities: Lindsey (Comic Convention) by Mariah V. Fox

Author:Mariah V. Fox
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Orange Rock Publishing
Published: 2020-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Ethan

They tossed La-Ra into the cell, battle worn and defeated. She fought the impossible fight, knowing there was only one way out, but for her people, her world, it was worth the ultimate sacrifice.

Her armor, cracked and gone. Her clothes, tattered and torn, until there was nothing left. And what there was, was taken from her. A shell of the warrior she fought to become.

Her bare knees hit the dungeon floor, scraped palms barely strong enough to hold herself up. Her breasts swung freely, slapping off her toned stomach, nipples hard in the cold dampness of the dungeon. Beads of residual sweat rolled down her flesh, sending a chill throughout her battered body.

Her stomach heaved as she remained propped up on all fours, toes cramping as she crawled through the puddles of condensation dripping from the ceiling. Their intention was to break her will, but a warrior’s spirit is never broken.

Out of the constant dripping and away from the puddles, away from the flickering light of the flame barely bright enough to illuminate the hall, let alone the cell, she leaned against the stone wall. A chill washed over her, causing goosebumps to rise from her exposed flesh. No choice but to wrap her arms around herself for warmth, she cupped her cold breasts with her hands, nipples hard enough to etch her name in the wall.

The sweat drying on the white fabric of her undergarments only made her shiver more. Her moment of weakness was the symbol of strength. And that vulnerability made her human. It made her heart attainable.

With her swollen nipples finally reduced to their normal size, she un-cupped herself, teeth still chattering. Her warm breath did little to comfort her shivering body, chilled to the core.

She slid across the uneven stones, inching her way closer to the skeletal remains of a former prisoner, still chained to the wall by rusty steel. The threadbare remnants of his clothing tore from his body in a plume of dust. Clothes, or a bandage around his ribs? It unraveled with ease, frail bones splintering under the strain.

She wrapped it around her chest, barely enough to contain her succulent tits. But enough to keep her warm, until the strain her body endured was too much, and she succumbed to exhaustion. Not waking until Sire fought his way through the Coast Of Horrors and into the Belly Of The Beast to find her. He’d scour the planet if it meant saving the literal woman of his dreams, and he did.

He scooped her up in his massive arms, the only arms strong enough to wield the Sword Of The Ancients. She’d been there before, but only in their dreams where they walked since they were children, destined to find one another, and save their world before it was lost.

His heart jumped at the sight of her. She was even more stunning in person than in the haze of his dreams, where they trained with the Ancient Oracle to become the warriors they were destined to be.

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