Sunday, 8 December 2013


When Toni finally came to, she had no way of knowing how long she’d been out. As she slowly regained consciousness, she became aware that she was in some kind of cave, lying on something that felt soft and furry. At first she thought it was a dead animal. She jumped to her feet and moved away from it, only to find that it was just an animal hide. Picking it up, she examined it before wrapping it around her cold body.

She glanced around the cave, wondering how she’d got there, and then her memory returned. Where was he? That a man had dragged her in there she had no doubts. She could tell the cave went further back, she could see the flickering shadows against the walls indicating some kind of lighting, but she wasn’t about to go exploring. The loud sound of moving water reminded her that she was still near the river. She turned toward the mouth of the cave, walked to the edge, and glanced down. As far as she could tell, it was the only way out of there.
If she had jumped the night before she would have killed herself. Nothing but boulders and large rocks lined the steep incline down to the river. Something off to the side drew her attention, and she gasped, recognizing one of the men that had been after her. There was no question that he was dead. His twisted, broken body was lying just inches from the river, his bloody face and glazed, lifeless eyes were staring up at her. She shivered with repulsion and searched around for his friend, until remembering that she’d heard the sound of a splash. 

Her gaze shifted across the water to the other side, wondering if he’d crossed the river or had been swept away with the current. Even if he had managed to swim across he wouldn’t have been able to climb up the embankment. More likely than not he’d been washed down the river and had drowned. At least she didn’t have to worry about the men anymore. Once she returned to the cabin she’d call Detective Todd and tell her what happened, and with a little luck, the local police were already searching for her.

Toni didn’t realize how close she was to the edge until she felt the heel of her foot begin to slip. She screamed when the reality that she was falling rushed over her. Once again a muscular arm came out of nowhere and encircled her waist. Then, with surprising ease, she was hauled against a huge male body. She knew it was male because he was naked, and there was no denying the feeling of a large, flaccid cock against her backside.

She glanced down, thanking God his arm wasn’t as hairy as she’d been expecting, but still screamed and tried to wiggle free. He was much too strong for her. He kept her tight against him, grunting when she dug her nails into his flesh. He pulled her away from the cave entrance and tossed her against the cave wall. She hit it forcefully, crying out, and clutched the fur as it started to slip down.

Toni swung around and stared at the man in shock. One thing she knew for certain, he wasn’t Bigfoot, but he was big, possibly seven feet tall. And he was definitely human, his features were rugged and strong and not totally unpleasant. He had long brownish hair that appeared streaked with blond, his brown eyes conveyed intelligence and something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. His naked body revealed that he was well muscled, from his thick neck, defined biceps, pectorals, and sculptured abs. His thighs were as solid as small tree trunks, and his flaccid cock was surprisingly thick and long. The light dusting of hair that covered his body was like any other man, allowing Toni to see his scars and other imperfections. As he stood there staring at her he made her feel something wild and primitive. He was magnificent.

Ohmygod! Was he part of the wild people that the locals spoke of, the ones who lived in the mountains? Did they really exist? Toni felt her heart begin to race with growing fear. His gaze moved over her in much the same way that she had examined him, and it was then that she recognized that it was interest in his eyes.

She clutched the animal hide tighter to her breast. His mouth quirked in the semblance of a grin, which, under normal circumstances would have calmed her nerves somewhat. But these were not normal circumstances, and when he moved she gasped, and leaned as far as she could against the cold stone behind her. The closer he got, the smaller she felt. Toni had to look a long way up to meet his eyes.

“What… who are you?” She didn’t even know if he understood or spoke English.

“My clan calls me Cormac. I brought you here.”

His clan? His gaze continued to roam over Toni, slowly, as though he could see right through the fur that she held in front of her. She cringed when he reached forward and grabbed a handful of her long, brown hair, bringing it up to his nose. She pulled it away from him. His response was a grunt, and a tightening of his mouth. It was clear that he didn’t like what she’d done. She swallowed hard, recognizing that he could probably kill her with one blow. The sheer size of him was intimidating. A flashback of the night before reminded Toni what he was capable of.

“My name is Toni.” She didn’t know why she felt the need to introduce herself, except that he’d saved her life, and maybe if she were friendly to him he would help her. She wondered how she was going to find her way back home. One thing she did know, she couldn’t stand there all day and do nothing.

“Well, it was nice meeting you.” It seemed a silly thing to say but he wasn’t very talkative, and Toni had no reason to think she couldn’t leave.

She pushed herself away from the wall with the intention of going further into the cave. There had to be another entrance because where they were now, the only way out was straight down. Toni only took two steps before she felt his hand in her hair, and she was jerked backwards against his solid form. She cried out, her hand automatically going to where his was clutching at her hair.

Tory Richards 

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