“Yeah, but he’s not…” Rick was distracted while looking around at the floor for his jeans. “…Normal.”
Phoebe pulled her shirt over her head. “Normal?”
“Yeah.” He pulled his jeans up and looked over at her. “He’s more like you,” he said it with a shocked tone as though it were a revelation.
“Me?” She scooted off the bed and stood up.
“Yeah, the legend has it that he…” He pulled his tee shirt down over his chest. “…Died in 1865.”
Phoebe gaped at him.
“But, it’s only a legend.” He let out a nervous laugh at her astonished expression. “I mean, how could someone...” His voice faded away as he stared at her face. Phoebe died, she was gone and now here you are staring into her blue eyes.
She took a few slow steps toward him. “Maddy married Ananza?”
Rick jerked his head back with surprise as his mind reeled with the wildness of the conversation and his own situation. I am talking about someone who may be a ghost with someone else who may be a ghost? He shook his head to clear away the surreal ring of it all. “Well, yeah–his name is Devon Ananza.”
“Did she know about him?” Her expression was full of fear. “I mean before she married him?”
“I was not in between them at the time, you know?” He raised his head as he remembered talking with the council, and then when they decreed the Sky-wedding. “Though, I might as well have held a shotgun on her for the wedding.” He laughed a little nervously.
Phoebe drew closer to him. “Rick, in my life I traveled and studied all the wonders of the world and took every picture I could of phenomenal things. And this is a solid legend with many accounts of his appearances every five years and his influence over the tribe.”
Rick tugged his boots on. “Yeah, I know. I have every magazine you or your pictures were ever in!”
“You do?” She blinked her eyes in surprise.
With a slight smile on his face, he shook his head and stood up. “They’re very threadbare from the zillions of times I’ve looked at them.”
“And, I had the box.” Her face flushed as tears filled her eyes. “Which you made, filled with you, next to my bed for all those years.”
“And thank the Gods you did have it.” He steered her forward.
A deafening crackling sound came from behind them, as the cave walls seemed to light up with a rippling blue light.
“Where are we going?”
“Away from the dammed lightning!” Rick yelled over the roaring booms of deafening sound and moved her out through the entrance.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
MADELINE
Taming Cave, Arizona
The Brave covered her body with his, and Madeline closed her eyes. He stared at her face and waited. She opened her eyes. “So blue, like the lightning,” he whispered to her lips.
She gulped as she could feel his sleek skin on hers.
“Tell, why you try to hurt him.”
“What?” she asked in confusion.
“Why you try to part from him?”
Madeline closed her eyes and released a breath. “Fear.”
His brow wrinkled. “Warrior’s woman has fear?”
She stared at his face, grinning at his surprised expression and began to laugh.
His eyes narrowed at her.
At the angry look, her laughter halted.
Lifting his body up, the Brave stared down at her breasts. “Beauty.” He lowered his lips to her bare nipple.
An immediate electric shock vibrated from there while he sucked on her nipple with a fierce pulling. “Oh,” she gasped out.
Raising his head, he looked at her face again. “You do not fear me?”
With a determined assurance, she shook her head.
The smiling Brave lowered his lips to hers. “I kill many, and all white like you.”
“You won’t hurt me,” she whispered.
“No, unless...”
Madeline almost held her breath and waited for him to finish.
“…Look to the wall,” he ordered.
Releasing a sigh, she stared at his face.
“Third taming image is for the ones who would not be tamed.”
Turning her head, she gazed at the image.
A large man had a woman on a slab; her legs were in the air and her face was full of pain or maybe pleasure as he was between her legs.
Madeline gasped. There was blood red paint dripping down the slab the woman was chained to. Her eyes widened.
“Will break you in two,” he stated in a cold voice.
“No. Dev wouldn’t let you.”
With a cold smile, he placed his lips closer to hers. “You drove him away.”
“You’re going to…?” Her eyes rounded.
Silently, he lowered his mouth to her other breast and sucked on it for a long time. His hands roamed along her skin, as he seemed to enjoy the feel of her.
Her breathing sped up.
He finally raised his head, lowered his hand down, and plunged two fingers into her. “Wet and wanting,” he breathed the accusation to her face.
The wet friction built in her pussy and she tried to swallow but couldn’t, as the Brave pumped her faster with his fingers. She was panting heavily now.
Letting out a guttural growl, he pushed another finger into her.
At the deep penetration, she flinched.
“Must get you ready,” he growled again.
With the rushing of desire that ran through her, she shook all over.
“You tremble?” he asked as he watched her face.
Nodding her head in answer, it was as if her ability to speak had been cut off.
“Not from fear?” he asked in a curious voice.
Biting at her lower lip, she shook her head.
Smiling down at her, he inserted a fourth finger into her and drove them deeper.
“Unh,” she moaned as her hips rose.
“You crave me?” His low commanding voice rumbled through her.
Stubbornly, Madeline closed her eyes and remained mute.
“Tell me!” he whispered in a fierce tone.
“Yes!” she shouted to his face.
The Brave moved his hips lower and she stiffened with anticipation. “You want?” he urged.
At his question, she swallowed heavily and nodded.
Methodically, he slid the stiff silky tip of himself over her clit.
Madeline drew in a breath at the heat from it and gulped for air.
With pointed precision, the Brave slid it up and down repeatedly over her wet labia until the throbbing there increased twofold.
“Ohh,” she murmured loudly, as he continued the sliding. Heat ran along her body, her labia swelled and her own moisture smeared across her thighs. “Oh, please.” She was starting to squirm.
The silent Brave stared at her with no emotion in his cold dark eyes.
She was beginning to feel dizzy from all of her rapid breathing. “Give me,” she panted the words out.
Showing her a wicked smile, he slid his hips down and touched her pussy opening with his cock.
Madeline gasped and raised her hips up to meet it.
Seeming to hesitate, he held still.
“Oh, God, just do it,” she pleaded.
Despite his heavy breathing and sexually heightened state, he shook his head.
Her eyes widened at him.
“You will beg him for forgiveness,” he prompted.
“What?” She blinked her eyes up at him.
“Call for him,” he ordered.
With obvious hesitation, she bit at her lower lip.
“He will come to you.”
“I hurt him.” Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“You cannot hurt me or move me.” He rose up and let the lances out at her ankles. He pulled her legs up, forced her thighs wide open, and shoved his huge cock into her.
“Ahh!” she screamed out. She had never been filled like this bef
ore. It felt glorious even while pain shot through her body.
“I will hurt you greatly.” He plunged his throbbing cock deeper. “You must call for him, you must beg,” he urged in a strained voice.
“Ohh!” she shouted as tears squeezed from her eyes. She felt like she would split wide open.
“Hurry,” he whispered low. “Or you will tear.” He thrust his enormous hardened cock rapidly into her. “I will not stop for a very long time.” He seemed to be fighting the urge to thrust more violently. “I will hurt warrior’s woman.”
“Dev!” she screamed loudly as tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Beg for him to come.” He seemed to be straining as though he were trying to stop. “Will hurt you badly.” He squeezed her breasts with his powerful hands. “Lightning water take—take over.”
“Unh, unh!” She winced with soreness, but she also felt her body spasm with an orgasm, and her pussy tightened around his massive pulsing cock.
“You can die from pleasure too,” he warned.
“Dev, please!” She began to weep as her climax peaked and her body stiffened. “Dev, I need you!” she screamed out with ecstasy. Her pleading echo drifted through the cave.
The walls began to shimmer with rippling blue light, as he watched her face.
Madeline felt like she was being torn apart as she felt her own cum slide from her and it felt hot from the friction of his thrusting. Her body was straining with rapture and pain as she climaxed yet again, while rapid electric shocks ran up and over her belly.
Her whole body shook with an intense throb of overwhelming, excruciating ecstasy. “I do love you, so sorry, Dev...”
The Brave growled loudly and pulled his hips back for a deeper thrust while his eyes raged at her. “Tame,” he growled low with triumph in his voice.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. The pain lessoned, but her body was still quivering; she’d passed out and didn’t know how much time had passed. She didn’t even care about the aching bruises which the Brave had inflicted on her. He should have killed me for all the monstrous things I said to Dev. All that she cared about was for Dev to come back and hold her—for him to forgive her.
“Madeline?”
Her eyes popped open. “Dev?”
With puzzlement in his dark eyes, he stared down at her.
“Oh, Dev!” she wept out.
He looked bewildered. “Damn, I’m so hard,” he whispered with a wince as though it hurt while he peered down at their joined bodies.
“He drank—” She tried to swallow. “The lightning.”
His eyes rounded down at her. “He hurt you!”
“I deserved it. I deserved even more for what I did to you!” She started to weep loudly.
“Maddy, don’t,” he pleaded.
Madeline shook her head. “I lied to you.”
As though he were straining against his own body, he stared at her and his hips moved as he thrust into her. “I can’t seem to stop.”
“No, please don’t stop.” She laughed through her tears.
Gently, he moved slowly inside of her as though caressing her insides and she sighed.
Lowering his lips to her nipple, he gently caressed it with his tongue.
“Dev, please forgive me, please?” Her voice broke with her weeping.
At her pleas, Dev raised his head and stared into her eyes.
“Every time you disappear, I lose a part of myself. I mourn you as though you died,” she explained.
“But Maddy, I always come back to you.” He lowered his lips and kissed her.
Dev’s kiss was a whole seduction process. He nibbled at her lip and gently pushed his tongue in and swirled it with hers, effectively building up the friction of heat in her mouth until she was breathless with it and the odyssey of the kiss would last for long stretches of time. He would graze her swollen lower lip with his teeth, and then tug a little before letting go.
As always, she gloried in the way he kissed, and released a happy breath as he pulled his lips away. “Tell me how I can make up for—?”
“Shh.” He smiled. “You can do one thing.” He rose up and unhooked her wrists. “Hang on while I fill you and extract every bit of moisture from your body until I am satisfied.”
Madeline stared up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Oh, I’m going to hang on, all right.” She laughed with an excited rush of joy. “And, I hope you never get through with me!”
Dev began to grind into her with a more rapid rhythm. “Tell me all of it and now,” he whispered in a fierce tone to her lips.
With a hesitant sigh, Madeline swallowed heavily with fear. She had never shared as much of herself as she had with this man, and she knew he would now hear it all. A true and final baring of her soul. “When you disappeared, I sat at the beach house in the dark for two days and cried. I felt dead inside when it was over.”
Releasing a sensuous groan, he shoved deeper into her.
“So wonderful when you fill me,” she gasped.
“What else?” His voice sounded strained as he pumped her fiercely now, while caressing her nipples with his fingers.
Madeline looked into his eyes and gloried in his thrusts as her body shook with tingles of delight from where he was massaging her. “I decided to live without you and salvage what was left of my pride, my unh…,” she paused as another wave of pure ecstasy rushed through her. “My safe way of life was at stake, because I had to choose. I shall never have them back.”
Slowing his rhythm, he reached down to grasp her ass, and pulled her tighter to his pelvis. The thrusting became deeper as his dark eyes locked with hers.
Overwhelmed by the way he always gave her what she wanted when she needed it, she drew in a sharp breath at the full feeling she had inside. Tears continued to roll from her eyes. “What I did not realize was I had no choice and never did from the moment I met you.” A smile tugged at her lips. “I am yours—all of it. The good, the bad, and you saw the ugly today!” she whispered with a heady laugh as waves of bliss traveled along her body.
Dev seemed to freeze at this unexpected declaration by this strong driven woman. “I never wanted you to be—”
“It’s too late, and it doesn’t matter anymore. I will stay wherever you are I will live in a cave or on a mountain top.” Her body tensed up with an orgasm. “Just to get the merest crumbs of your affection.” Her hips rose up with a fevered thrusting to get more of him. “Just for a slight...” Her breathing grew louder in the cave. “Touch or morsel of tenderness from you. I love you more than myself, more than anything. My world revolves around you—my sun sets on you.” Her body spasmed as the powerful orgasm took her and she let out a shaky breath.
With a smile, he thrust deeply and came inside her as he reached up and grasped her face. “So finally, we feel the same way about each other?”
“Yes!” she cried out as the tears rolled down her cheeks and their climaxes met with a warm tide inside of her.
Dev kissed her with a desperate delving of his tongue in her mouth.
Madeline met it with the same need as though he were giving her a feed to a desperate addiction and the sound her joyful weeping rose in the cave as the sweet electric heat of his cum flowed up into her. Panting, she pulled her lips from his mouth, looked into his warm dark eyes and whispered, “I am and will always be—the warrior’s woman.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
RICK
Sky-Cutter Road Nowhere, Arizona
Rick tied the horse in front of the water trough.
Phoebe gazed around at the desert. “You don’t believe in civilization, do you?”
Rick laughed. “I got sick of curious people.” He took her hand and led her up the steps. “Now remember, it’s humble and I am a bachelor of long standing.”
She halted as though the thought had just occurred to her. “You never married?”
“No, I only had one mate for this life.”
“Rick, you gave up so much,” she whispere
d.
“You gave me all I ever wanted.” He chuckled. “And you sent me that headstrong symbol of the time we had together.”
Shaking her head, she paused at his statement. “Yes, I tried so hard with Maddy.”
“Come on.” He tugged at her hand.
With a smile on her face, she looked around at the trailer. “Plenty of room for two.”
He led her to the bedroom.
“Yes, the room we shall see all the time!” She giggled.
“We will be doing that in every room.” He pulled her to him and kissed her.
Her breathing picked up.
He broke the kiss. “Which room do you want to try first?”
“I would do it with you anywhere.” She laughed.
Grinning, he tugged her tee shirt off. “I’m gonna hold you to that. Like, if I feel the urge to just attack you?” He titled his head. “If you were cooking or doing some task and I come up behind you, and tore your clothes off?”
She shook a little with anticipation.
“Would you be ready for me?” He smiled at her shivering.
Phoebe’s face flushed with color as she nodded. “Anywhere, anytime, and in any way you want.”
“You really mean that, don’t you?” He looked into her eyes.
She moved her face close to his lips. “You waited an eternity for me and I will never make you wait even a minute more.”
“You’re all mine?” he whispered
“I was always. All...” Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Unless, you eventually get tired of an old woman?”
“Never,” he answered.
“I wish I could stop crying.” Phoebe wiped her tears away with a nervous laugh.
With a smile, he gently swiped a tear from her cheek. “You’re only human.”
“Am I really?” She blinked back at him.
Rick gently smoothed her hair with both hands. “Of course!” He chuckled as he turned away. “Wait for a minute, will you?”
“No, don’t ever use that word with me.” Her eyes glinted with a flash of anger.
Turning back, he picked her up. “Okay. Don’t wait. Stay with me every minute!”
“Just remember you said that, because you may force me to get out the superglue,” she teased.
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