Til the Worlds End
Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Dianna Hunter
Word Count :77250
Publication Date :2010-08-19
Series : Soulkeeper#2
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-321-0
WARNING: This book contains graphic and violent material that may offend some readers. As the commander of her own squad of the elite witches and warlocks of the Enforcers, Kayla’s main mission is to keep the populace of the worlds on the Chain safe from the rogue druids seeking to exploit them. Setting aside the pain of her own heartbreak, she has set-up a home complex where she is raising her son and the group of orphaned witchlings she has rescued. Word of new attacks on the Chain means that she must leave the safety of her home and pursue the wizard and his minions responsible for the attacks. Kayla and her team are busy tracking the druids responsible from Earth 1 which takes them on a blood trek on the Chain through several different worlds, her young son decides to go on his own search – for his father, the sorcerer, Garth. Kayla’s frantic search for her son reunites her with the only man she has ever loved – and the wizard’s right- hand man.
Kayla could feel the numbness of the stasis he had placed on her beginning to fade away. Raoul obviously intended to enjoy every move she made whether it was in her struggle to escape him or in lust. Drawing her to her feet, he quickly maneuvered her until she was within reach of a pair of leather handcuffs dangling from the ceiling.
With practiced ease, he closed the cuffs round Kayla's wrists. Taking a step back, he ran his hands across her twisting body, touching and stroking. "Now, let's just make sure you are comfortable my dear," he laughed as he tightened the ropes until only the balls of her feet rested on the floor.
While he busied himself with removing her sandals and setting the manacles that would hold her legs spread, she sent out a tentative touch to Lori's mind and found her unharmed but beginning to wake. Before she could resist, Kayla sent the command, Sleep, my sister, and felt Lori fall into a deep sleep on the instant. She did not want to risk Lori interfering with what she knew must be done.
Raoul straightened up before her, devouring the beauty of her near-naked body with his dark, sensual eyes for endless moments before turning to the wall behind him. He carefully studied his collection before selecting a long, black whip.
With his eyes locked on hers, he ran the forked leather tip ever so slowly and gently up the insides of Kayla's thighs, not stopping until a deep moan escaped her lips and she began tugging at her bonds to escape the exquisite torture. Swaying in apparent rapture, she covertly twisted her hands in the cuffs and wrapped them around the chains to tighten the muscles of her arms and take some of the weight from her wrists.
Throwing the whip to the floor, Raoul stroked her with his bare hands for endless moments. Lost to the sensations ravaging her body, Kayla barely noticed when he drew a small dagger from his waistband and cut the sides of her panties, letting them fall to the floor. Tracing her breast with the tip of the dagger, he bent his head to her body and licked the tiny droplets of blood from her breast before standing back to admire his work. Taking note of the silver belt and ornaments, he reached one hand for it, intending to remove it.
"No, please," Kayla whispered huskily, "leave it. The links cutting into my flesh will only heighten my ecstasy." She looked at him with hooded eyes and pulled against her chains, making the hard nipples of her breasts rise and the muscles of her stomach ripple.