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“Give me your blouse,” he instructed, striding energetically toward the surf.
She was halfway to obeying that command, too, when it struck home, and she skidded to a stop in the hot sand. “What?”
“Your blouse,” he said patiently. “It’s a thinner material than my polo shirt, and it has long sleeves, so it’ll work better for catching minnows for bait.”
Maggie narrowed her eyes. “You want to use my best blouse to catch fish,” she said slowly, not quite believing him.
“Minnows,” he clarified. “There are big schools of them darting around just past the first row of breakers. What else do you think we could use to catch some big fish…coconut?”
That didn’t sound very likely to succeed, but still Maggie hesitated. She hadn’t thought twice about peeling it off out there in the ocean. But now nerves were prickling just beneath her skin…because she was alone with a powerful, gorgeous man who could ravish her without thinking twice? She’d felt a lot safer when she’d been surrounded by sweaty muscular men, and how crazy was that?
Her conflicting emotions must have shown on her face, because he shot her a disgusted look. “Sex is the absolute last thing on my mind right now,” he informed her, and held out an imperious hand. “Come on, hand it over.”
Uneasily she fingered the first button. “I will get it back intact, right?”
When he gestured again, she reluctantly slid it off her shoulders. His gaze never flickered, even when she shyly crossed both arms across her breasts. Saying nothing, he picked up a forked branch, tied each sleeve securely to the widespread ends, knotted the hem to form a crude windsock, and waded out into the surf. She watched in fascinated silence as he dragged her shirt through the shallow water, and came up with a dozen tiny wriggling fish. Another long scoop, and the bottom of her shirt flip-flopped liked a living creature.
“That’ll do for now,” he decided, and waded back to dump them in a shallow puddle trapped between some worn rocks. “You know how to fish?”
“I grew up on a farm,” she said with what dignity she could muster, and all but grabbed her blouse back when he untied it. “Where did you learn how to make a sieve net like that?”
Again his teeth flashed white against his ebony skin. “I’m a scout leader during the off-season. My troupe likes to go camping in the mountains a lot.”
That explained plenty. “Let me rinse out my shirt first, and then I’ll see what I can catch,” she offered, and waded out to her mid-thighs to shake tiny fish scales from the fancy stitching.
She straightened, slid her arms back in her wet sleeves, and arched her back in a spine-popping stretch…then saw the way Sebastian was staring at her. His dark slacks were soaking wet and clinging to his muscular thighs. Her heart began pounding wildly when her gaze dropped, and she saw the huge bulge of his desire rising hard and proud, straining against the fabric.
“I thought sex was the absolute last thing on your mind!” she retorted, then flushed bright red when his gaze shifted from her lush breasts to her face.
“I lied.” His voice was razor-sharp. “Why do you think I sent the others across the island?”
Instinctively she crossed both arms over her breasts again, and took a wary step back.
“Eleven men, one incredibly sexy woman,” he continued harshly. “That’s a recipe for disaster if there ever was one!”
One stunning alpha-male who was built like a rutting stallion, and one nervous woman who was…
Admit it, Maggie, she thought with a strangled gulp. Desperately aroused!
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The rising moon seemed to bob and weave in a curiously seductive rhythm as she chewed, swallowed, chewed some more. Was it only her imagination, or were the flames pulsing with a life all their own, urging her to join in some primal dance?
Instinctively she swayed in rhythm, then jolted a little when one of the men laid a supportive arm around her shoulders. “Easy there, sweetheart. Don’t fall into the fire.”
“I won’t.” She murmured it a little hazily, but didn’t pull away. The heat of his muscular body felt good against hers. Why hadn’t she ever realized how wonderful a man’s strong hands could feel as they massaged her shoulders in slow, sure strokes? “That feels nice.”
“Good.” Pete leaned a little closer, and murmured in her ear, “You want it to feel even better, don’t you?”
She turned her head, and tried to focus on his face. He was so close, she could feel his warm breath tickling her cheek. Part of her—the sane part that would never accept meals from total strangers—wanted to pull away and run back to the safety of her little walkway grotto. But his dark eyes held her riveted. They were intense, compelling…somehow just a little dangerous. A quick thrill of excitement kindled deep in her belly, and began to spread through her tingling body.
“You do, don’t you?” he insisted, and his hands tightened on her bare shoulders. “You want me to make you feel really good.”
“Yes.” It seemed natural to agree, to nod in breathless anticipation.
“Anything I want.”
“Anything.” She moaned a little when his fingers resumed their steady rhythm, kneading and caressing the expanse of her tanned back. “Oh, anything!”
“Hear that, boys?” Pete glanced beyond her, and smirked at his friends. “I told you it would work.”
Dan grinned back at him. “Hot damn! So now what?”
“Now we all have some fun.” Pete curled his hands around Gemini’s and lifted her to her feet. “You’re going to do everything we want,” he told her. “Anything at all. And you’re going to love every single bit of it.
“Do you know where you are?” He led her, step by unsteady step, into the big tent. “We’re deep in the jungle. Someone kidnapped you, and held you for ransom.” He produced a length of rope from his pocket, and dangled it in front of her. “We just rescued you.”
A vague frown creased her smooth forehead. “Kidnapped?”
“That’s right,” he nodded, fixing her with his intense gaze again. “You were taken captive, and they were going to ransom you. No one answered their demands, so they were going to rape and kill you instead. We rescued you.”
“You rescued me.” She repeated it slowly, trying to piece his words together into a clear picture. Everything seemed so hazy, so jumbled in her whirling mind!
“Dan and Ben and I chased them away. You were so glad to see us! Do you remember?”
Gradually the confusion on her face cleared, and she began to smile. “You rescued me. You saved me from them.”
“That’s right. And you were so relieved, you said you’d reward us by doing anything we wanted in return. Anything, Gemini.” His dark eyes bored into hers. “We don’t want money. We want you. Ben and Dan and I are your very best friends in the whole world. You’re going to do everything we want, and in return we’ll make you feel better than you ever dreamed possible!”
A beaming smile curved her lips. “All right.”
“Good girl.” He flashed her a decidedly wicked grin, then nodded for Ben to zip down the entry flap. “Tomorrow you won’t remember any of this…but tonight we’re going to party ’til the sun comes up!”
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She’d expected to be shoved back into her cramped little niche again. Instead, Quidel led her the other direction, into the temple’s massive throne room. She was prodded toward the platform, and Reyes’ polite gesture invited her to gingerly perch on it. A thick pad lay beneath the blanket. It gave beneath her weight, and cushioned her aching muscles in delightful comfort. Sighing, she leaned back, then gave into giddy temptation and flopped bonelessly down.
Reyes chuckled, and gently nudged her onto her stomach. “Your stay in our lovely country has not been pleasant so far,” he murmured in his rich, exotic rumbling voice. “Let me apologize for that now.”
She jolted a little when his big hands descended on her shoulders, but the light stroking of his clever fingers relaxed her again. “That feels nice,” she mumbled into the soft blanket.
“I will make you feel better than nice,” he promised, and began to knead the tight knots from her muscles. “You will see that we are not bad men. We are only trying to survive in a hostile world. You would do the same in our shoes.”
Sweet pleasure was filtering through her body in slow waves. Suddenly Shauna felt dreamy, as if her mind was floating miles above the earth. She sighed again, and relaxed under his experienced care. Why not, when they’d obviously realized she’d bring them more money if they treated her decently?
Gradually his strong hands worked their way down her spine, and then massaged her tight, toned buttocks. Curious little tingles began to glow in her stomach, and she shifted restlessly.
“Do you like that?” he murmured, bending close to whisper the words in her ear.
She shifted again, and then moaned a little in sleepy surprise when he began to rub his thumb up and down. The tingles began to spread through her veins when he pushed a little harder, gliding back and forth in a subtle circular motion.
She whimpered with confusion when he changed the rhythm to a gentle thrusting. “What…what are you…”
His other hand traveled down her quivering leg, soothing away aches. “Spread your legs wider, Shauna. Let me stroke you all over.”
She obeyed without thinking, then moaned again when his long finger eased into the heated gap between her curving thighs.
“I think you are getting wet,” he chuckled. “I think I can make you erupt in just a few more minutes.”