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pierced her mind and she screamed, whipping her head away to break contact. It held her there, suspended in a whirlwind of images, voices, sensations. Time became an ancient memory as she was given Knowledge. Somewhere, her body stayed aware of the slender, warm hand upon her elbow that steadied her shaking. She felt herself being lifted and lowered to the ground. Something cool was held against her lips, accompanied by a soft, whispered word… drink .
    “Shhh, slowly, child. Slowly. I am sorry. I did not know how to warn an unbeliever of the Eye’s power. Are you well?”
    “What happened?” Daynel asked, lifting her hands to her forehead. “There are so many images, emotions, and sensations, and some are…” She suddenly reddened, halting her statement.
    “The Eye chooses the ones to give Sight to. As for sensation, I have never heard of such an incident. Describe to me what you see and feel.”
    “I…uh…I can’t remember,” Daynel lied. “How long was I gone from this earth? How many days have passed?”
    “Your mind was absent for only a few seconds. Are you certain you cannot remember anything in particular that you had seen?
    “It was too intertwined. I remember nothing clearly and am unable to describe. Let us go now. The sooner we reach our destination, the sooner I may sleep off this dreadful nightmare.”
    The man merely shook his head and then returned to his horse, watching her carefully as she climbed atop Firestar. She sat straight upon his back with an expression of stubborn rebellion. He lifted a prayer to the gods for an extra dose of patience and continued down the narrow forest path.
    Daynel gripped her reins, clenching her teeth painfully. If only her guide knew just how much she had lied to him! How she could feel every inch of the long, lean body of a darkly tanned man that pressed against the alabaster paleness of her own, the light and darkness blending into one as their limbs meshed together in sexual fervor. The man engulfed her mouth, tasting her as his rough hand slid boldly up the length of her thigh, hip, and to the side of her breast. His fingers brushed over the pink nipple and the tiny nub jumped to attention as though startled awake following a long slumber. Her neck arched, inviting his lips to the delicate flesh of her throat. His long fingers grazed the tender skin, preparing it for his caress. A soft moan whispered from her throat as his mouth sucked her skin gently, slowing turning her body until his teeth sunk gently into the base of her neck.
    She arched her back like a cat, offering herself to a deeper bite and a claim of ownership. Between her thighs, her wetness built and the scent of desire permeated the air. The man growled as he ran his long fingers along her moist slit and he plunged his tongue between her teeth, drinking her as before. He then suddenly pulled away, staring into her face from arms’ distance as he held her upper arms in his grasp. Deep, violet eyes flashed with anger and Daynel released a loud plea through silent lips. Her body was effortlessly lifted and placed across solid thighs as big as tree trunks, and she felt her exposed posterior being hoisted up by the knee beneath her pelvis.
    Like the playing back of a memory, Daynel watched the doings of her body at the same time she experienced the intimate activities. Her body froze with anticipation as the mountainous man lifted his right palm high before descending into a vibrating clap as it flattened onto the snow-white peaks of her hindquarters. She lifted her head to cry out protest and a second slap was released, blanching the sweet underside of the gentle curve of her right cheek. The man’s lips moved as he again discharged a third, fourth, and fifth iron-palmed swat upon the unprotected softness of her bottom. He appeared to be scolding her, but his words were unheard.
    Daynel held her breath, her chest tightening as she continued to struggle against him. His massive arms readjusted