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“Pretty, pretty mouth.”
Then he turned and left the room.
Lupe started to protest, to call after him, but resisted the urge. She would be found soon enough. Found tied to the bedposts with two ten dollar coins where her nipples should be.
It was dark down stairs but McLoud made it easily down the stairs and outside. He found his horse and mounted. It was clear to him now that Consuela was obliterated from his mind. Clear what he must do. McLoud had to find the only other female that had ever drawn the passion from him like Consuela had. He must find the chocolate colored Indian princess, Black Moon. There only union had not been at her behest, she had fought like a tigress. McLoud had forced the statuesque woman to bend to his will.
Well, he would find her and bend her again if need be.
“This time, lass, you will belong to me.”
He nudged his horse into movement.
“This time I will make you mine.”
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoPlease don't tell me you have writer's block with this story.
Jaymie_deealmost 20 years agoThe saga continues...once again I'm enjoying the western flavor and the twists of plot along with the hot action. Nicely done.
