"Let go of me!" She was launched over Yisrael's shoulder. Again.

Struggling to get free but he had bound her wrists from behind with his hand so all she could was move her legs.

And she did. Kicked him hard in his flat rock solid stomach only he kept striding forward.

"If you fucking spank me again, you are going to get it. I swear to your bloody god."

He didn't say anything, kept moving until they reached another deserted area and he dropped her down on a rough rocky pallet beneath the trees covered with stocky vines.

Before she could roar at his backhanded boorish mannerism, he forced her arms over her head and began to bind her with the burly vines to the projecting sturdy branch.

She snapped at him. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?"

He didn't answer her. Again. And simply walked back to go and collected a fire board that was stocked behind a bush.

As he worked, she shot a glare at him. Hating how he moved with such assurance, the sharp lift of his biceps, the way his muscles flexed.

The gold band was fizzed in reflection to the flames

River already sensed his harshness and he looked flat out pissed. He was all bent out of shape and the bastard was going to take it out on her.

After he started the fire, it crackled and finally River saw the glimpse of the barbarian's face.

Something had set him off. The spewing of darkness spread around him almost sucking out the light.

It scared and angered her both at the same time. "Untie me this instant, Yisrael! I'm not your punching bag whenever you get miffed."

"I do as I please with you."

At that moment, she felt a sudden mortification enveloping her but she tried to fight it.

"You don't tell me what to do."

Like all the predators, he prowled to her. His hand went to her chin, angling her head back with his thumb.

He grinned coldly. A chill passed through her.

"You are afraid of me. Why?"

She swallowed. "I'm n-"

"Let me stop you right there. You cannot lie to me. Don't fucking fight with me."

Her breasts were rising and falling with hectic breaths. They were both getting aroused. His shaft rising while her panties drenching.

"I want you to tell me what happened with you."

Her legs and knees wobbled, making her almost fall had it been not the bind holding her up.

"Why do you want to know? It's done."

Yisrael stared at her. The leaves above them rustled.

He was not going to let it go.

Licking her lips, she closed her eyes, nerves getting shot and those thoughts came in like a flood.

"He was my uncle." She flinched when she said the words but it was almost like memory which was on live.

"I can still feel those hands touching me in places, bruising me and I had no idea what he was doing. He called me every Friday night to read me a story. I used to sit in my pink princess bedsheets bed. I liked Belle from Beauty and the Beast."

The additional information was given because it reminded her how small she had been.

"He lied beside me and opened some story book from my dusty shelves and as he spoke, the hands came. I didn't know what was happening. I didn't know what to do. I thought- I didn't think-"

She stopped abruptly when she realized she already said too much. She wanted to weep. Shame and recollected imp tightened her vocal cords from talking.

His thumb caressed her jaw and a low sound from deep inside his chest vibrated through to her.

She grew cold, stiffening and scrambled her head away from.

Her eyes slanted open and her tone dead. "Untie me."

He grasped her chin, ignoring her order. "How old were you?"

"I don't want to discuss this with you. You have no right to go about ordering me! This is my life and you will do well to leave this alone."

Her anger formed more because she just disclosed her weakness to him. That past was long over and she had moved on from it. Never letting it sink her in.

She knew what had happened wasn't her fault. Her only dismembering factor was her naivety, she didn't know at that time what her uncle did was correct or wrong or what it was.

She only remembered hands, she remembered the drug and blackness.

From then on, she had made a point to svelte with the male gender. Always in control of her responses, her actions and the power to walk away when she seemed fit.

She refused to be buried over it and she well be damned to ask any help.

She was mentally secured. When her uncle had died on a car accident only few years later, she felt his death was like a kiss.

Knowing he didn't suffer enough for what he did to her when she was younger was like shard of glass piercing her skin.

His thumb rubbed over her cheekbones. "Do you feel like that with me? When I touch you rough?"

She was contemplated to lie but she saw the dark heated look resembling the night sky and instantly, more heat pooled between her legs.

She hated that only with him, her body lost all control and not in the guileless way but in urbane well informed druggy way.

She knew she was affected by him, every damn body part spiked alive. Her rancor and alarm always ebbed away.

It was almost as if she knew he never hurt her and she hated that she liked that stupid thought too much. She would allow him to spank her ass and be rough with her because that's how she got off.

That's how her system worked. She wasn't the one for slow making love. She liked rough, hard and so much of primal fever that made her shoot to the sky.

The moment he sniffed the air, he ran his tongue over his white sharp teeth.

Her lids grew heavy just from that action.

His hand trailed down passing her pearls till it stopped over her heart. "I want you to know that I will find that man and bring you his goddamn head and lay it at your feet in offer."

Her lips parted.

This peep of his animal side was very very appealing. No man has ever said such passionate words for her. No man ever courted wrath for her.

It was truly divine.

"You- would do that?" She didn't even bother telling him her uncle died. It was long gone and only existed was Yisrael.

The intensity. The ferocity was a craving.

She rasped out breathlessly. "For me?"

"Don't doubt my desire for you. If I wasn't held back by my oath, I'd claim you. Hard."

His words were putting her in a lethargic state of arousal. His hand moved lower, his palm gazing her nipples.

She pressed her knees together. She never thought she would be so powerless with him.

A raw kind of sexual heat entered her.

"Your curves may make a man lose his head, River but it's your strength that makes me lose my sense of judgement."

When he eased in his hand between her legs, she didn't allow it but with flick of his wrist, he shoved her legs apart and cupped her.

Pressing his palm into her heat, he closed the space between them. He inhaled her throat, before he dragged his lips down her neck.

Her heart pounded. Her thoughts receded into blackness. Everything around slowed as she watched Yisrael take in her.

"I have never met a female like you. So gutsy and so bold. I never liked those types. I prefer meek and submissive ones."

She hated how her body reacted so strongly to those words. It seemed her emotions were flying off the radar today. She was in an ensemble of terror, rage and lastly insane envy.

She pictured him with another woman, the pressure in her chest clogged her from achieving oxygen.

Her arms shook as she spat out. " You might as well get your hands off me and go to those women then."

"You are jealous." Yisrael said in a low voice. His tone was hard as if he didn't look happy about her getting so covetous over him.

She remembered then how all the females would gain his attention and how they would fight over such a man like Yisrael.

He was so used to people being desirous over him. He probably already resented the fact she was so proprietary of him when they didn't even share a kiss yet.

It made her look so desperate. Something that wasn't a fine appearance for in her eyes.

She despised him. Herself. The whole predicament they were in.

Her mouth curled, darkly. "You and me will never happen. You may desire me but I will never submit to you. Never."

He gazed up at her, tilting his head. His jaw tightened. He plucked her shorts open and slid her panties along with it down in one swoop.

"No- wait a fucking minu- Yisrael!"

He knelt down and ordered. "Spread your legs."

"Go to hell."

"I already am." With his big hands housing her inner thighs, he forced her legs open and stared at her pink flesh for long silent moments.