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against him as wave after wave of orgasm ripped through her. He thrust his fingers back into her.
    ‘Your cunt remembers me. It clutches at me as it used to.’
    She fell against him with a sob in her voice. ‘Don’t make me do this,’ she begged. ‘Please. I’ll do what you want but don’t make me wear this in front of my people.’
    His arms surrounded her, holding her while he nuzzled the side of her head. Lissa smelled the long forgotten scent of him, masculine and sweaty with physical exertion. In the past his scent inflamed her with desire. Now desire battled with fear. Her blood surged through her veins, a pounding pulse of war in her brain as she wanted to both hold him and push him away. His muscles were rock hard. In another world or another time, she would have craved the safety of his arms. But now dread filled her and she knew safety was nowhere to be found.
    ‘I’m sorry, Lissa, but you have no choice. Come,’ he said. ‘Put on your dress and let’s face our people.’ There was an edge of steel in his voice. ‘Or would you like to go naked?’
    She pulled away from him in a fury. ‘I hope your hatred eats you up at night. I hope you have nightmares full of all your twisted fantasies. You deserve no peace.’
    His smile was more a rictus of pain. ‘Your hopes are already fulfilled, My Lady. More than fulfilled.’ He bent to pick up her dress. ‘Come. Let’s survey our domain.’

Chapter Six
    Devadas stepped out of the Great Hall with Lissa a few steps behind. He held the chain loosely, not wanting to hurt her. Not yet. He blinked, letting his eyes adjust to the sudden light. Flanking the doors to the Great Hall were two of his guards. He glanced at them. They were more than guards, Luc and Alain; more like brothers. They were always there, always ready to back him up, sharing the good times and the bad. Truth be told, over the years they’d had quite a bit of fun. Both men were convinced the best way to heal the horrors of war was to bed as many women as possible. With their contrasting good looks, Luc dark and mysterious, and Alain a blond free spirit, they’d never been short of willing candidates for their beds. They’d shared everything, especially their women. At the sight of Lissa, they raised their eyes in enquiry but, as Devadas walked out to the town square with her, they fell in behind. More of his men lined the edges of the square.
    A crowd of town’s people gathered in the centre of a square which drew a moan of distress from Lissa. The crowd eyed the troops warily. When they saw Lissa, a murmur of relief swept through them.
    The group moved forward then stopped, letting one who seemed to be the leader approach. He looked familiar to Devadas. Ah, yes.
    It was the guard with the fascinating sex life, although his revelations seemed hardly remarkable to Devadas now. Not after years as a mercenary, finding sex where he could. Not only was he no longer a young, honourable warrior of his people, his sexual experience was equal to none. Year after year he’d tried to lose himself in the bodies of other women, looking for more and better extremes. Nothing worked to banish the memory of the woman beside him, but that hadn’t stopped him. Now he could show Lissa all he’d learned.
    The man stopped a few paces from Devadas and looked worriedly at Lissa.
    ‘My Lady? Are you all right?’
    Devadas pulled her forward. ‘She’s fine.’
    The man paled and stepped back a pace and a collective moan of distress swept through the crowd. An older, matronly woman broke away and ran toward Lissa.
    ‘My Lady!’ She stopped when the man caught her and pulled her next to him. Devadas felt Lissa moan.
    ‘Ris. I told you to go.’ There was agony in Lissa’s voice he didn’t like the sound of. ‘You could’ve escaped.’
    ‘I couldn’t leave you and I was right not to.’ The woman drew herself up to her full height which only came up to Devadas’s chest, and glared at him. ‘What sort