Anna did so, and moaned when Kael straddled it. She was hot beneath her boxer shorts, and the material was wet from her arousal. Kael rocked into her, settling into a steady rhythm with her hips. Anna kept her thigh firm and wrapped her arms around Kael’s back. Finding Kael’s mouth, she initiated another wet kiss as Kael humped her way to a quick, trembling orgasm. She barely made a sound, but her strong body shook and stiffened as she came. Anna kept her hands on Kael’s shoulders, closing her eyes at her lover’s quiet pleasure.
Kael held herself on shaking arms after she came, then collapsed on top of Anna’s body with a quiet groan.
She found Anna’s throat and trailed worshipful kisses over her sweaty skin. “Thank you.”
Anna laughed. “No. Thank you.”
After a moment of silent reverence, they both smiled up at Elin, who released a sigh of blissful contentment.
“Thank both of you.” Removing her hand from her boxer shorts, Elin licked her fingers clean. “That was incredible.”
Kael lifted her head from Anna’s shoulder with a dazed grin. “It was.”
“Incredible,” Anna echoed. She kept her hand pressed on the center of Kael’s back, holding her close.
Kael made no move to leave. Her eyes on Elin, she asked, “Feeling pretty satisfied, huh?”
“Yes, sir.” Elin leaned over the edge of the couch and extended her uninjured hand to stroke the back of Kael’s head and then the side of Anna’s face. “Think I could have some cannabis now? That took a lot out of me.”
Kael chuckled. “You know you can have anything.”
Elin traced a little circle on Anna’s forehead with her fingertip and asked, “Smoke with me, sweetheart?”
Anna relaxed into a lazy smile. She felt too good to refuse.
As much as she had wanted to explore cities, Anna was ready to leave this one. It was not a moment too soon, she decided as they took a much-needed break on their second morning outside of Owensboro.
They were perhaps twelve miles from the city; not a bad pace for Elin, who was still limping from her injuries. She was uneasily aware of an additional weight in her backpack and still couldn’t believe Kael had entrusted her with the gun she’d taken from the old man in the bookstore. It had no bullets, but the mere sight of it would probably keep a threat away. Anna wondered how Elin would feel about it if she knew.
Kael hadn’t wanted to tell her.
Wincing from an upset stomach she’d had all morning, she buttoned her jeans and stared at the woods around her. The brilliant purples and reds of autumn had only another week or so to flourish before the dogwoods would start losing their leaves. Beyond the trees lay a clearing of grass and weeds. Elin and Kael had said they would wait for her there, allowing her some privacy to do what she needed to do. Anna swiped the back of her hand across her sweaty forehead, picked up her bat and her gear, and started walking. It must have been breakfast. That just…wasn’t natural.
Her head snapped up as a loud distress whistle broke the silence of the day. Her blood froze at the sound.
What the fuck?
She stumbled forward on trembling legs, only making a few steps when a second whistle sounded. This was one she had only heard once before, when Kael and Elin had taught her their alarm system during her first full day of traveling with them. Instantly, she dropped her pack and reached inside for the gun. As she fumbled, she heard a distinctive low, loud whistle and her stomach hollowed. The final whistle contradicted the distress call before it, signaling her not to come.
They’re in danger. One of them wants me to come help, but the other wants me to save myself. Or maybe at first they thought they could handle the situation, and then something happened… She left her bags behind, and started to run to them, her mind racing with the possibilities. They’re in danger. I can’t just ignore that.
She tore into the clearing without thought, running in a low crouch, scanning the area for Elin and Kael, though she suspected that they must have reached the forest at the other side. There were trees, gravel paths, and picnic tables scattered intermittently across the entirety of the clearing. She saw nothing to raise her alarm. But if her lovers were facing a threat serious enough that one of them had whistled for her to run and hide, she needed to be careful.
Slipping into the trees, Anna stealthily moved toward some muffled sounds she could just make out. As she drew closer, she could hear shouting, the clanging of weapons. A woman sobbing. Then, a roar of triumph.
Men. Her blood froze. Winded from her sprint across the field and terrified about what she might find as she drew closer to the commotion, she darted from tree to tree, and the volume of the voices rose.
When she found them, she dropped to her knees in horror. Ahead, through the trees and lush vegetation, in a clearing in the woods, stood a group of at least twenty-five men. They formed a semicircle around two still forms on the ground. Elin sat, clutching her injured leg. Tears streamed down her face as she gazed down on Kael, who lay immobile on the dirt and plants. Red blood covered her closely shaven head. Her sword lay in the dirt beside her outstretched hand.
One of the men kicked the weapon away. Another, who stood directly behind Elin, held Elin’s steel baton in an upraised hand. Anna’s stomach dropped as he moved his arm as if to bring it down on Elin from above.
The older man next to him stopped the descent of the baton with a firm hand and said, “Enough. She’s beaten. Enough.” He looked like he was in his mid-thirties, and his hair was almost as blond as Garrett’s had been, but it was cut close to his scalp.
Spitting down onto Elin’s head, her attacker snarled at the man who restrained him. “The bitch hit me with her stick.”
The blond man glared at his angry compatriot. “You could kill her by doing something stupid like that. What good would that do us?”
“It’d do me a lot of good,” the younger man muttered, but he fell into line.
From her hiding place, Anna stared at Kael’s motionless body, willing her to move. There were two other bodies on the ground, one behind the semicircle of men, the other surrounded by a group of his buddies to Kael’s right.
“He’s dead, sir.” One of the group addressed the blond man Anna figured must be their leader.
Another of the men glared down at Kael’s unconscious form. “He killed Derek and Sue, sir.” He retrieved Kael’s sword from the ground and placed the tip against Kael’s throat. “I say we finish him off on general principle.”
Anna’s shaky inhalation echoed Elin’s cry of stark horror.
“No!” Elin screamed. “No, please! Just…just take me. Leave him alone. You’ve hurt him enough.”
The man with the sword yanked Elin to her feet. “Not as much as he hurt those two poor souls.” He gestured at the dead bodies. The second, Anna now saw, was a woman.
“Leave him,” their leader ordered. “He’s as good as dead anyway, with that head injury. You know we don’t kill unless it’s in self-defense. He’s no longer a threat to us.” Glancing around at his men, he asked, “How many of you are injured?”
A chorus of grumpy voices resounded.
“All right. Search the area, then we’ll head back to camp and have the medic take a look at any injured.
Dex wants us to move out, anyway. We’ve got enough.”
“What are we supposed to be searching for?” asked a man Anna couldn’t see.
“Those two weren’t whistling for their health,” the blond man answered. “There must be someone around here that they thought would hear them. If it’s another woman, it’s worth looking.”
Anna felt frozen in place. Her hand twitched on her baseball bat as she weighed her options. I can’t just let them take her. But Kael…he could still be alive. And if he is, he needs my help a lot more than Elin does at the moment. Anna took in the sheer size of the group with dismay. I have the gun, but I really don’t think it’s going to help me against more than twenty of them. If I go in there, I’ll most likely be killed or captured…and then I won’t be able to help either one of them.
“It’s my brother.” Elin wept within the grip of one of the men. “He was traveling on ahead of us. Please, leave him alone. Just take me, and let’s go wherever you want to go. Please.”
The leader turned to his men. “Go. Don’t bother spreading out more than about a mile away. If we can’t find this girl’s…brother…then so be it. We leave.”
Anna stared at Elin in agony. As though her fear and rage were palpable, frightened hazel eyes suddenly darted over and found Anna through the dense foliage, widening in subtle panic. She held Anna’s gaze for only an instant before turning away as though fearful that the men would notice where her attention had focused.
In that moment, Anna understood her silent plea. Hide. Help Kael. I love you.
It made her sick to her stomach, but Elin was right. There was nothing she could do right now that wouldn’t get one or all of them killed. She needed to hide, even if it meant letting these men take Elin away.
Elin. Anna wanted to vomit when she imagined, for an instant, what could happen to Elin in a group of men.
She had seen the hungry looks a few were already casting in her direction. She struggled over what to do.
Most of the men carried a weapon of some sort, the majority of them blunt. A few carried blades, and a couple wielded wicked-looking knives. She surveyed the scene for clues, for any advantage she could press. The leader of the men pivoted, sweeping cold eyes in her direction, and Anna saw the one thing she absolutely could not fight.
He had a handgun tucked into the waistband of his jeans.
And I bet he has bullets.
Without another thought, she crawled backwards until she could stand without being seen. She tucked in her T-shirt and shoved the baseball bat down the back. Taking a running start, she leapt up and grabbed the trunk of a large sycamore tree. She scurried desperately up the trunk, managing to reach the weaker upper branches in relative silence. She stopped when she could climb no farther.
Below, the men began their efficient search. Careful to keep quiet, Anna peered down through the foliage, spotting the tops of two heads heading in opposite directions just beneath her perch. After they passed, she strained hard to see down into the clearing where her lovers had fallen.
She spotted the blond leader first, then the angry young man who had threatened to hit Elin. A third man was securing Elin’s hands behind her back.
“I thought it was an eye for an eye,” the angry man said. “This faggot killed two of us. He killed a woman, for Christ’s sake! His little bitch—”
“Brian,” the leader warned, “watch your mouth.”
“She smacked a bunch of us real good. At the very least, let’s kill him so we know he won’t come after us.”
“Come after us and do what? He did a pretty poor job of defending his woman when he was in good shape.
With that head injury, he’s not going anywhere.”
“Then why shouldn’t we put him out of his misery?”
“Because we’re not common criminals.” The blond put a hand on Brian’s shoulder. “We’re good men with a righteous cause. Killing people isn’t a part of that. You know that. All life is sacred.”
Anna frowned as she listened to the rhetoric. It made no sense coming from a man who led a small army around with the apparent purpose of abducting young women. I wonder how he feels about rape.
Brian shot a look of pure hatred down at Kael, who remained inert. With an even more venomous look toward Elin, he stalked off into the forest. Even from her height, Anna could see Elin visibly relax when he left.
The leader of the men approached Elin, and stroked a hand over her cheek. “I really am sorry for the way this happened. My name is Trey. We don’t intend to harm or mistreat you, as long as you obey and do what you’re told.”
“Where are you taking me?” Elin asked.
In the tree, Anna cheered at the question. Tell me, because I’ll go…whether Kael is able to come with me or not.
“Pennsylvania,” Trey said. “We have a whole city full of people. You’ll find a home there, and a purpose.”
“What purpose is that?” Elin’s voice radiated quiet rage.
“Don’t worry about it, my darling. For now, we’re going back to camp. We’ve got men waiting for this scouting party to return. Soon we’ll start moving north. Before winter settles in.”
“Where—”
“Enough questions.” Trey cut her off. “You’ll need to learn to speak only when spoken to.”
“But—”
This time he delivered a light slap across Elin’s face. It didn’t appear to be serious enough to have hurt her, but it stopped her protest and got her attention. “Quiet now,” he said, almost too low for Anna to hear. “Just because we’re not going to kill your lover, that doesn’t mean we’re weak.”
Elin stared at him without saying a word. Anna was too far away to see the fire that she knew was burning in her eyes.
“Understand?”
Elin held Trey’s gaze for a full twenty seconds before lowering her head in reluctant deference. “Yes.”
Fast as lightning, Trey grabbed Elin’s shoulder and spun her around to face away from him. He raised the steel baton and delivered a sharp blow to the fleshy part of her bottom. Elin howled in pain.
“I never want to see you hit or otherwise attack one of my men again,” he growled. “I understand that you did what you thought you had to do, but that’s over now. You’re ours. And you’ll do what I say.”
Elin’s sobbing began anew. “Yes, I understand.”
“Sir.”
“Sir,” Elin repeated in a whimper. “I understand.”
“Good,” Trey said. “I promise you that none of my men will touch you unless it’s to deliver physical punishment for disobeying an order. That should be lashes, nothing else. If anyone does anything inappropriate, you tell me. Understand that?”