My Captor, My Love Page 7

  Once we were on our way again, we didn't stop until after dark to make camp for the night. I'd put up with hours of Honon caressing me, nipping or licking the back of my neck, or pulling me tightly against him so I could feel his desire for me. My nerves were frayed. I was trying to memorize where we were going, but I couldn't keep a coherent thought in my head the entire time.

  He lifted me off the horse, letting me down slowly in front of him so we were touching the whole way. His thumbs stopped at the base of my breasts, under my top. I knew he could feel my heartbeat slamming against my chest. I slapped him in the face and jerked away from him.

  Kosumi and Liwanu looked our way. Did they see me or just hear it? I wasn't completely out of Honon's arms when he pulled me close to him again and took hold of my head with both of his hands. He looked furious. He quickly grabbed my ponytail, wrapped it around his wrist and held my head still. One of his fingers was held up before my face; he raised his eyebrows and said something. Then he held up two fingers, shook his head and said, "No." Leaning down, he nipped me on the bottom lip and walked away.

  When he let me go, I fell to the ground shaking and gasping. I was too embarrassed to look back at the others. Well, I understood him. The first slap he was going to let go but I'd better not do it again.

  Honon came back and tossed his pack on my lap. I understood that too. I had to set his stuff out. He didn't even stop to see if I'd do it, he just walked over to talk to the others. They immediately took off, leaving me alone with Honon.

  I quickly got up and started setting his stuff out; I didn't want him to turn and catch me sitting down. I grabbed my backpack to get my jacket because I felt safer with more clothing on. Soon, there wasn't anything else for me to do, so I just sat and watched him while he got a fire going. He completely ignored me. Maybe I'd humiliated him in front of his friends. Well too bad. When he moved toward me, I jerked back. Damn it.

  Thank God Liwanu returned; he had a couple of small birds and some eggs; I wouldn't have to be alone with Honon. The eggs were placed into the fire to cook and Kosumi came back with fish.

  When we finished our dinner, Liwanu and Kosumi said something to Honon and headed for their horses. They got on and rode off. "Wait, don't go," I half cried out. I knew they weren't coming back because they had their packs with them. Oh, not good.

  I moved to the edge of the blanket and sat there hugging my knees and holding on to the back flap of my skirt. Honon got up to add more wood to the fire before he sat down behind me and started kissing the back of my neck. Oh good, he's not mad anymore…I think. Ohhh that feels good. Nononono. Come on, Dani. Think, think. Brains, not hormones. Fire to the frying pan, or the other way around? Don't make a--"ahhh"--sound. Damn it.

  He lifted me from the edge of the blanket and laid me down in the middle. "Honon…" The look in his eyes stopped me---such strong desire. He put his hands on my shoulders and slowly moved them down my arms until he intertwined his fingers with mine. Laying his body half over mine, he brought my arms above my head and held on to both my hands with one of his while he slowly trailed his other hand back down my arm and took hold of my chin. The touch of his fingers left me shivering and a fire building below my stomach. My breath started to catch in my throat again.

  Honon stared at my lips, and when he licked his own bottom lip I whimpered. His eyes quickly rose to mine, searching, before he lowered them to my lips again. With a little pressure on my chin, my lips parted and he bent down and kissed me roughly, turning his head, deepening the kiss, sweeping his tongue all over mine.

  The power of his passion overwhelmed me. His kisses trailed down my neck to my collar bone. On one side of me he was untying my top and on the other side he was kissing the side of my breast that was falling out of it. I felt goose bumps and heat at the same time. He untied the strap with his teeth. Between my gasps a whimper would escape and I could hear him making growling noises. His hand moved down my waist to untie the side of my skirt, and my body shivered.

  Honon quickly looked at me before he let go of my hands and ripped the top and skirt off. In a flash he had my hands back over my head again and he was lying on top of me with his legs between mine. He stopped moving and just watched me. His eyes skimmed all over my face, resting back on my mouth.

  I had to fight not to lick my lips. I was breathing hard, my heart was pounding, and I felt like screaming because of my conflicting feelings. "Honon, you don't want to do to this," I whispered. My body argued with me.

  "Da'ni," he said just before he bent down and lightly, tenderly kissed me. His kissed moved up to my eyelids, the tip of my nose, my cheeks, my chin, and up to my lips again. He placed soft, gently kisses there before lightly licking them. When he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, rubbed his tongue against it, and lightly nipped it, I moaned. His free hand came up to my face, caressing me. Gently returning to grab my chin and re-opening my mouth, he kissed me fully and I heard his moan.

  All tenseness went out of my body, my arms went slack. He stopped kissing me and leaned back to look at me, his eyes questioning. I looked down to his mouth, his wet lips. I licked my own and heard his sharp intake of breath; the corners of my lips lifted in a little smile.

  Honon slowly let go of my hands and I raised them around his neck to grab onto his hair while he leaned down and kissed me with passion and tenderness. I moved my hands all over his back, that glorious back. His kisses went down to my breasts, back and forth between them, finally landing on a nipple. Sucking in into his mouth, he flicked his tongue and high noises escaped my throat. I trailed my fingers over his arms, from his elbows to his shoulders, squeezing. Grabbing ahold of his upper arms, I felt his hard muscles and pushed my chest higher toward his mouth. His kisses moved back up to my lips again. Every touch left a trail of fire.

  My legs wrapped around his. I wanted more, I wanted all of him so I slid my hands to his chest and gently tried to nudge him back, but he didn't budge. I stopped kissing him so I could look at him and pushed a little harder at his chest again. The look on my face must've made him decide to let me move him so that he was sitting back on his heels, panting.

  I smiled up at him and sat up. I touched his mouth, his chin, his massive shoulders and his chest. Rising up on my knees, I moved my hands down his stomach and his muscles quivered. A thin trail of hair grew from his belly button down inside his breech cloth; my finger followed the path until I moved my hands to his sides and grabbed ahold of the straps.

  There was such fire in his eyes. He was breathing harder. While I watched him, I pulled the straps slowly and I heard his sharp intake of breath. His nostrils flared. I threw his breech cloth to the side and put my hands back on his chest again and gently pushed him backwards. He went easily that time. As soon as he was lying down, I sat astride him

  That smirk of his came back along with a raised eyebrow. I decided that it wasn't a cruel smirk after all; it looked more like a sexy grin--a wicked grin.

  "Honon," I whispered as I bent down to kiss him. I held his face while I kissed him deeply. He grabbed my hips and slowly sat me down, down on top of him. I didn't know who moaned louder.

  We looked at each other and smiled. He actually smiled, and I couldn't believe it, there was a dimple on one of his cheeks. I chuckled and shook my head. Like he's not gorgeous enough already. I leaned down to lick that dimple.

  At first we moved slowly, savoring the feeling. But I couldn't sit back on him all the way; I couldn't take him all in. His hands roamed all over my body and he began to thrust his hips up, deeper, quickening the pace, making me gasp in pleasure. Wanting the magic to last, I slowed us down by lying on top of him while touching him with every part of my body. When I sat back up, his fingers grabbed hold of my nipples and I let out a little scream.

  With a groan, Honon flipped me over and became a savage again, a sweet savage. He ravished me and moved on me, in me, like I'd never felt before. His hands moved down to hold my thighs; he brought my leg up to kiss me from my ankle
to my knee. He caressed my face; his hands continually moved all over my body. His fingers delved into my hair, bending my head back to lick and nip my neck. The build-up was exquisite. My release went on and on. Just as it finished, I felt another one start. He was amazing, all of it was amazing. Finally, during the fourth time I'd soared higher than I ever had before, I felt him clench as he reared back and the air rushed out of him in a long, deep groan.

  Panting, he slowly came down on top of me and rolled over so I was again straddling him with my head on his chest. His heart was racing as hard as mine. I knew I was smiling as I fell asleep.

  I woke sometime later, shivering. After Honon got up and placed more wood on the fire, he came back to lie down behind me. His warm body felt wonderful to my cold backside. With one of his arms and one of his legs cradling me, I immediately fell asleep again.

  I felt like purring the next morning as I stretched and let out a big yawn. Half of the blanket was covering me keeping me warm. The air felt chilly on my face so I just wanted to cuddle up and go back to sleep.

  Honon came over to me. "Da'ni," he whispered gently. I opened my eyes and he handed me a cup of hot liquid.

  "Oh, what's this?" I sat up and took a sip; it was some type of tea. The warmth felt great going down my throat. "Thank you," I smiled. He brought over a biscuit, which was really starting to get dry. I could barely get it down without some of the tea. After I finished, he carried me down to the water for another bath.

  "Wait," I said, "I want my backpack." Honon walked back and got it for me. I scrounged around inside until I found my handkerchief. "Ta-day, my washcloth!" I walked back to the water, rinsed the cloth out, and started to wipe his chest. I got another peek at that dimple. After I finished with him, he took the washcloth from me. He was hard for me again, but he continued to slowly wash my body. He held me tight to him while he washed my back and kissed my forehead. His body heat helped my chills a little.

  Honon leaned down in the water, sitting back on his heels. He put one of my feet on his thigh while he washed my leg, his fingers barely brushing against me at the top. He set my foot down to the right of his knee so he could take my other foot and set it on his leg to wash and tease. I had to hold his shoulders to keep from tipping over. Afterward he set that foot down to the left of his other knee.

  I was standing with his knees between my legs. Gently, he set his hands on my ankles and slowly brought them up my legs, using the wet cloth to wash me intimately. I could feel my legs shaking and I didn't know if it was from the cold water or Honon. Then I felt his bare fingers; he'd dropped the cloth.

  He moved his head closer to me, kissing my thigh, slowly moving closer and closer with nips and licks. His mouth moved to my other thigh, higher and higher, nipping me. A whimper escaped my throat. He parted me with his fingers and brought his kisses where I wanted them the most. Oh my.

  When my legs started to give out on me, he grabbed my hips and held me up while my fingers clawed into his hair. His tongue rapidly moved over me until I felt my stomach hollow right before I exploded and threw my head back with a yell. I don't know how he held me up. He slowly lowered me down to his lap until he was deep inside me. Leaning back on his hands, he let me move until we both yelled out together.

  It took awhile for my heart to slow down and for me to come back to my senses. I looked around to see if we were still alone, yep. Honon lay completely back in the water with a deep sigh and his hair floated downstream. I lifted off him and lay down next to him, moving my head back and forth and scrubbing my scalp. But the water was too cold for me to take any longer so I quickly ran back to grab the blanket.

  Honon slowly walked back to me in all his glory. Every step he made was magnificent--sleek like a stalking panther. When he stood right before me, I opened the blanket to fold him inside with me. I breathed him in and knew I would never forget his scent.

  We were on our way again, riding fast, and I was behind him with my arms around his waist. We didn't ride for very long before he slowed down. I looked around the side of him and saw the others, including Muata.

  Where's he been? Where're they taking me? I groaned. Sex with Honon…why'd I do that? It's not like I can stay…

  All of a sudden the terrain got rocky and the horse started to slip. I gritted my teeth. After some scary riding over rocks and even scarier riding on switch backs coming down the mountain, we finally got to the bottom. We stopped by a big, fast-moving stream and got off to let the horses drink and graze. My legs shook and my heart was still racing.

  I sat down away from Honon to eat jerky--and think. The view was exquisite, and if it hadn't been for my situation, I would've loved being there. How many days has it been? Is this the sixth? TamTam probably thinks a bear got me. Karen! I'm all she has. Can I get away? Should I try? Do I want to? What'll he do? Could I find my way back? Hikers get lost and die all the time. What, I'm gonna hike around in my cute little outfit? How do I start a fire? Where'd Muata go? Where're they taking me? Their town? They have to live somewhere. Maybe police will be there. We can't just keep riding. Honon might not mind (grin)…I doubt the others are having a ball. I can't stay with him…no…god, he's fantastic. I'm not on the pill. Crap! What if I get…or I'm already…? Please no. Mind blowing sex…that shouldn't matter. Have to get back…my life…my job! When'll he let me go? Will he ever? What if he doesn't, or I don't want him to… SHIT!"

  I stood up and walked over to Honon. "I can't do this anymore. I need to go home now, please. Dani, go…" I pointed in the general direction of home. "You can't keep me out here forever. I have a life, a job I have to get back to. I'm not your little play toy. I'm not going to have sex with you anymore without protection. So…take me back now." I stood with my hands on my hips.

  He sat there and watched me, blank-faced like he hadn't understood a thing I'd just said--which he didn't. I looked behind me and saw Kosumi and Liwanu talking, so I went to them.

  "I want to go home now." I pointed home again. "Honon isn't going to do it. You have to take me."

  They looked at me while I pleaded, but when I finished they put their heads down and quietly talked to each other. I didn't know why I was bothering since they couldn't understand me, but I had to try something. I was working myself up to a full tantrum.

  Letting out a frustrated yell, I felt my panic rise even higher. I walked over to Honon's horse and looked for but couldn't find my hiking boots. Not being able to remember the last time I'd seen them, I turned on Honon. "Where are my boots?" I yelled

  He didn't even look at me.

  "Fine, screw you! Screw all of you." I started walking away. I had to watch the ground so I wouldn't step on anything that would hurt. They let me go; I guessed they figured I wouldn't get very far barefoot. So…something about following streams? Don't they lead to civilization?

  I walked over to the stream. The water was deep enough and fast moving enough that I could get in and float away faster than walking. When I looked behind me and didn't see anyone, I walked to the center. Geez it's cold. Quickly, I sat down and the water started pushing me. I leaned forward so I was on my stomach and let the current take me, surprised at how fast I was moving. Soon I saw a bend up ahead with trees all around it. I'd just entered the bend when something landed in front of me--Honon.

  He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I kicked and screamed and started to cry, "I have to go home…take me home."

  He dropped me to the ground and sat on me, grabbed my hands and tied them together in front of me with a rope. He never looked at my face. Quickly he rose, grabbed my shoulders, and made me stand before he started to walk away. The rope was long, and when he was about fifteen feet ahead of me I was jerked forward. He walked fast and I had to jog to keep up.

  I was crying too hard to say anything. When we got back, the others were already on their horses. Honon jumped on his horse and they all started to ride away. I was pulled behind Honon's horse. Luckily, the horse didn't walk as fast as Honon did,
but I already had a couple of cuts on my feet so it still wasn't easy. Soon my anger and fear left and there was just…nothing. I'll never get away. Ever. What was I thinking? I didn't even take my backpack. What'll he do?

  The terrain became gentler for my feet and I just kept my mind on taking one step after another, avoiding rocks. I never saw Honon look back at me. A couple of hours passed before I started to get a little tired and I slowed enough that the rope pulled at my arms and jerked me forward a few times. I felt my wrists burn and started to walk faster to keep up, but his horse slowed.

  We started to go uphill. Oh no, I don't have the strength for this. I was jerked forward again and I almost lost my step and fell, but I saved myself. My heart started pumping harder and my breathing became labored. I was thirsty and it hurt to swallow. When I tried to call out, my voice wouldn't work. Luckily the ground leveled out again and I felt a second wind come on, I felt better. My throat was still dry, but I felt strong and my breathing went back to normal.

  We walked for a couple more hours before I started to feel dizzy. I needed water.

  I could hear a stream or something rushing in the distance. Please let me make it to the water. About fifteen minutes later they all stopped and got off their horses. Honon looked at me for a second before he pulled me toward the water and tied me to a tree within reach of the water. I ran to the stream and fell on my knees, cupping my hands so I could drink and drink.

  I wasn't even aware of anyone else. I was filthy from walking behind the horses so I washed myself off as best as I could. The ice cold water felt wonderful. I turned around and put my feet in the water. After I washed my legs off, I lay back in the grass and let my feet soak in the water. There was movement around me, but all I cared about was my body.