Nightmare Passage by James Axler

Author:James Axler
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Gold Eagle
Published: 1988-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

"Listen to me, Jak Lauren." Nefron knelt beside the cot, one hand on his leg. "Life is very complex here in the kingdom. It will soon become even more complex.

You must stay here, out of sight, until cer-tain plans are laid and come to fruition.

I or Kela will keep you advised as to the progression."

"Progression?" Jak looked into her eyes and once again felt a physical stirring, despite his weakness. Nefron's eyes were like dark flames, burning in his imagination, stimulating it with an almost erotic energy.

"I have a plan to get you and your friends safely out of here. But you must trust me. It all has to come together perfectly. All of you must go, or none of you will go. Do you understand?"

As she spoke, her fingers slowly crept up his thigh, and the exquisite tension strained against his crotch. He stared hard at her, then glanced away, toward Kela.

She stood with her hands clasped primly behind her back and avoided his gaze.

"Do you understand?" Nefron asked in a husky whisper.

Jak nodded. "Yeah."

Nefron got to her feet, gesturing toward Kela. "I will not be able to visit you very often. Kela will attend to your needs and carry messages—to me and from me."

"Want to see friends," Jak declared stubbornly.

"That is not possible, Jak Lauren," Nefron snapped. "However, it is possible to get messages to them. That will have to suffice."

Then she turned and strode away, into a darkened foyer. A door clicked open, then shut. Jak leaned back on the pallet, realizing his breathing was slightly labored, but not simply because of his de-bilitated physical condition. Nefron had exerted a strange influence over him, and he didn't know how or why.

He looked over at Kela. "Who Nefron?"

She shrugged. "She is my princess. I do her bid-ding. She holds the key."

Jak remembered Danielson's story of Pharaoh and how he had disowned his daughter, stripping her of the right to assume the throne. He wanted to ask what Kela had meant about Nefron holding the key. Instead, he found himself more concerned with his erection. It hadn't abated with the departure of Nef-ron.

Grunting, he shifted position, to ease the pres-sure.

"Are you in pain?" Kela asked.

He shot her a quick, abashed glance and said dryly, "Not exactly."

Stone-faced, she inquired, "In discomfort, then?"

"Little, yes."

She moved toward him. "Nefron charged me with attending to your comfort."

Kela's hands went to his belt, unbuckling it so swiftly and deftly he had no opportunity to say any-thing. When her fingers undid the snap-catch on his pants, Jak decided there was no point in saying any-thing. Instead, he reached for her.

Chapter Sixteen

Krysty opened her eyes and stared in wonder at the chamber around her. Silk tapestries adorned the walls, rich rugs were on the floors and the ivory chairs, benches and divans were littered with satin cushions.

The canopy over the bed in which she lay was hung with gauzy draperies, softly stirred by an intoxicatingly sweet breeze, scented like orange blos-soms.

The delicate aroma made her feel languorous and lethargic, as if she had just awakened from a deep, soul-restoring sleep.

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