wanted to show you,”
he announced, his icy hot gaze glued to Mahoney.
Her heart began beating a fast tattoo, and heat flushed
through her body. Before she could stop it, the words came tumbling out, “Your
bedroom?”
His nostrils flared and a look of absolute hunger took over
his face. “That is a tour for you and I alone, Katsuko,” he growled with a
promise.
A long, tense moment stretched out between them until
Jessica cleared her throat loudly and reminded them, “Ahem! I’m still here, you
two.”
Mahoney looked away quickly, embarrassment causing a rare
blush to crawl up the tanned skin of her graceful neck. Mikael couldn’t
suppress the smug grin that transformed his severe expression into roguishly handsome
face with the hint of a dimple in his cheeks.
“I think you will enjoy this as much,” he continued, as if
the moment had never happened. “This is our training room.”
Chapter Ten
Mahoney’s eyes lit up with excitement. She was a naturally
athletic woman and craved the rush that she got whenever she performed crazy
stunts or stepped into the ring. What with all of the wildly swinging emotions
and the intense sexual tension between her and her captor, she was more than
ready to burn off some energy. She almost bounced as they followed behind him
through the door.
The room was large and open, much like a small school
gymnasium. The floor was firm, but made of the same springy material of her
bedroom, and it felt good under her restless feet. The noises of grunts, metal
clanging against metal, and the smell of testosterone-laden sweat had her
jazzed up and she couldn’t wait to see what kind of training equipment they
used. Mikael came to a stop a few yards inside the door and surveyed the scene
in front of them while the women flanked him on each side.
“Oh, my,” breathed Jessica, her hand fluttering at her throat.
“Oh, yeah,” Mahoney added, her body eager for a challenge.
The scene could have come from the set of any of their
movies that they’d seen or worked on. At least a dozen warriors, all of them
shirtless, bronzed, and bursting with muscle, were sparring with each other or
with life-like, white plastic androids. Some of them brawled with their big
fists, and others were dripping blood from slashes received during a fight with
wickedly curved swords. Some of the men were distracted, much to their physical
detriment, by the sight of two beautiful humans and their commander. It didn’t
take long for each warrior to come to a standstill and stare at their audience.
Mikael held his body in a dominating and authoritative
stance, his muscles popping and his face stern. “I would like to introduce
Katsuko Mahoney and Jessica MacGregor. I present them so that you all may know
that they are under my protection and you are to guard them as you would me. Do
I make myself clear?” his voice boomed across the room causing a faint echo to
bounce off the walls.
As one unit, all of the warriors clasped their hands in a
fist to the heart and bellowed, “HOO-AHH! YES, COMMANDER!”
He relaxed his rigid posture and announced, “At ease!” The
men all immediately picked up where they left off with only the occasional
furtive glance back at the women.
Mikael watched Mahoney’s face and saw the longing and
tightly-wound energy coursing through her body. She was beautiful and fierce,
and he was utterly fascinated by her. Leaning his head down closer to hers, he
asked, “Would you like to train, Katsuko?”
“God, yes!” the words burst from her lips, her feet already
moving her from side to side in a loose jog.
The deep bass rumble of his laughter sent chills skittering
up her arms. “Do you prefer a training bot to begin with or would you like a partner?”
Mahoney was already striding across the open space to stake
a claim in an empty spot. “Neither just yet, I think,” she called out absently.
Jessica and Mikael watched her as she stretched and warmed
up her muscles
he announced, his icy hot gaze glued to Mahoney.
Her heart began beating a fast tattoo, and heat flushed
through her body. Before she could stop it, the words came tumbling out, “Your
bedroom?”
His nostrils flared and a look of absolute hunger took over
his face. “That is a tour for you and I alone, Katsuko,” he growled with a
promise.
A long, tense moment stretched out between them until
Jessica cleared her throat loudly and reminded them, “Ahem! I’m still here, you
two.”
Mahoney looked away quickly, embarrassment causing a rare
blush to crawl up the tanned skin of her graceful neck. Mikael couldn’t
suppress the smug grin that transformed his severe expression into roguishly handsome
face with the hint of a dimple in his cheeks.
“I think you will enjoy this as much,” he continued, as if
the moment had never happened. “This is our training room.”
Chapter Ten
Mahoney’s eyes lit up with excitement. She was a naturally
athletic woman and craved the rush that she got whenever she performed crazy
stunts or stepped into the ring. What with all of the wildly swinging emotions
and the intense sexual tension between her and her captor, she was more than
ready to burn off some energy. She almost bounced as they followed behind him
through the door.
The room was large and open, much like a small school
gymnasium. The floor was firm, but made of the same springy material of her
bedroom, and it felt good under her restless feet. The noises of grunts, metal
clanging against metal, and the smell of testosterone-laden sweat had her
jazzed up and she couldn’t wait to see what kind of training equipment they
used. Mikael came to a stop a few yards inside the door and surveyed the scene
in front of them while the women flanked him on each side.
“Oh, my,” breathed Jessica, her hand fluttering at her throat.
“Oh, yeah,” Mahoney added, her body eager for a challenge.
The scene could have come from the set of any of their
movies that they’d seen or worked on. At least a dozen warriors, all of them
shirtless, bronzed, and bursting with muscle, were sparring with each other or
with life-like, white plastic androids. Some of them brawled with their big
fists, and others were dripping blood from slashes received during a fight with
wickedly curved swords. Some of the men were distracted, much to their physical
detriment, by the sight of two beautiful humans and their commander. It didn’t
take long for each warrior to come to a standstill and stare at their audience.
Mikael held his body in a dominating and authoritative
stance, his muscles popping and his face stern. “I would like to introduce
Katsuko Mahoney and Jessica MacGregor. I present them so that you all may know
that they are under my protection and you are to guard them as you would me. Do
I make myself clear?” his voice boomed across the room causing a faint echo to
bounce off the walls.
As one unit, all of the warriors clasped their hands in a
fist to the heart and bellowed, “HOO-AHH! YES, COMMANDER!”
He relaxed his rigid posture and announced, “At ease!” The
men all immediately picked up where they left off with only the occasional
furtive glance back at the women.
Mikael watched Mahoney’s face and saw the longing and
tightly-wound energy coursing through her body. She was beautiful and fierce,
and he was utterly fascinated by her. Leaning his head down closer to hers, he
asked, “Would you like to train, Katsuko?”
“God, yes!” the words burst from her lips, her feet already
moving her from side to side in a loose jog.
The deep bass rumble of his laughter sent chills skittering
up her arms. “Do you prefer a training bot to begin with or would you like a partner?”
Mahoney was already striding across the open space to stake
a claim in an empty spot. “Neither just yet, I think,” she called out absently.
Jessica and Mikael watched her as she stretched and warmed
up her muscles
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