Chapters (34)
- Water Dragon
- Charlene Hartnady
- Contents
- Copyright
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- About the Author
- Also by Charlene Hartnady
- Excerpt
Sick bastard! They were both sick but Ellis took the cake.
“You can pretend we’re a tag team or something.”
“I don’t like to share.” The guy sounded whiney.
There was a tic in Ellis’ jaw and for a second she thought he might throw the guy out. Please, please. Then he smiled. “I don’t want in on the action, I just want to watch. Forget I’m even here. I’ll give you a discount for the inconvenience.”
The nerdy guy seemed agreeable and they haggled over price. Candy swallowed hard, trying not to puke. Maybe if she peed herself. The guy put his beady eyes on her and she realized that nothing would deter him. In fact, if she fought him or peed herself, it would probably turn him on more.
“I like to play a bit with them first. I won’t hurt her though.” He picked up the scissors and tested them. The blades flashed as they opened and closed, making slicing noises.
“Knock yourself out.” Ellis took a seat. “Touch a hair on her head though and you will regret it.”
“I would never hurt her.”
The nerdy guy turned towards her. “It’s time to play.” He smiled. His eyes looked dead. She couldn’t help but notice that he wasn’t in the least bit turned on. This guy was sick with a capital S. He took a step towards her and she couldn’t help herself. She screamed. The sound was held back by the tape.
Then she wriggled and tried to get up onto her feet, which were tied with a cable tie. The sicko’s eyes gleamed and his smiled widened. To her horror, the start of a hard-on lined his pants.
Chapter 19
It felt like the walls were closing in. That everything was spinning. “What?” Torrent roared.
“Lie down, my lord.” Sky tried to push him back down. “You are in no condition.”
“I have to agree with Sky,” his brother boomed. “I will take a team of males. I will find her.”
“No.” Torrent lurched to his feet. He felt like a day old lamb. “I will find her myself. She is mine.” The world spun harder, he gripped his brother’s shoulder to stay on his feet.
“You won’t be able to shift. You were dead a couple of hours ago.” Tide looked at him with concern. “Even if you do make the shift, you might not be able to stay in dragon form for the flight. If you shifted at thirty thousand feet, the fall just might kill you for real.”
“It won’t happen.” His head cleared somewhat. “Not with this amount of adrenaline in my veins.” He pulled his shoulders back and locked eyes with Tide.
His brother shook his head. “It’s a bad idea.”
Torrent grit his teeth. “I have to go. She is my female. Mine.”
“I understand your—”