My heart was pounding a thousand beats a second, and I was scared out of my mind. I could not think straight because fear overpowered my thoughts. I tried one more time to free myself from my captor, but could not.
"Calm down, lass, I will na hurt you. I will remove my hand from your mouth, but you must promise me you will na scream!" he whispered.
Slowly he tried to remove his hand and I took this opportuniy and bit down on his finger.
"I think we are not communicating very well, you and I." he said, and I sensed a hint of anger in his whisper, as he tightened his hold on my waist with one hand and pressed hard against my mouth with the other.
I stood still, not knowing exactly what I was dealing with, he could be jack the ripper for all I knew!
"Will you behave if I let you go?" he asked, and I could tell his patience was running thin with me.
I nodded my head, and I felt his hold on me relax a bit. Then he let go of me and pushed himself up. I turned slowly around to see who this person was that came out of the crystal, and I made a mental note to remind myself not to forget to make the appointment to go see my psychiatrist. She would have a feild day with this hallucination that I was having!
At eye level, all I could see was a pair of big bare feet and hairy legs, and as my eyes traveled upwards I saw a pair of muscular, firm thighs, and a kilt wrapped around a lean tapered waist. He had a six pack, rock hard abs, and well defined broad shoulders that screamed strength and masculinaty. His eyes were blue-green, and decorated with thick long black lashes. He had a chiseled nose and full, red lips. His face looked like an angel, crowned with thick, black, hair that was well below the shoulders, and I just wanted to run my fingers through it.
I blinked a few times thinking that maybe I needed glasses, this can not be for real, it must be something my mind made up, because lately, I was feeling lonely and desperate.
I lifted my body gracefully off the floor and stood before him. He looked very tall, a good six and a half feet was my guess, which made me feel very short next to him. I could not take my eyes off his handsome face.
His dark and potent gaze was fixed upon me. He was a formidable temtation and forbidden desire, with lips that looked inviting, and without thinking I said, "Kiss me!"
And immediately the warrior's arms wrapped around my waist, he drew me close and brought his lips down on mine.
I loved feeling the strength in his body as he rubbed against me. The possession in his manner thrilled me. His big hands lifted me in the air as he walked to the other side of the room and threw me gently up against the wall. He braced his hands against the wall and nudged my thighs apart with his knee and grinded his erection against me.
His eyes drifted down my blouse, and his breathing thickened, as his lips brutelly kissed mine.
I trembled in this mans arms, a man that I did not know. A stranger to be exact. and as that realization came to my mind, I pushed him off me and started to run as fast as my feet could take me away from him.
The warrior's arms snaked out and he grabbed me, and brought me hard up against his muscled chest. I could feel the thunderous way his heart pumped and feared once again for my life.
"Please don't hurt me!" I pleaded.
The warrior looked confused and held me at bay. Narrowing his eyes, he said in a deep husky voice, "You think I want to hurt you?"
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