Ravish Her Completely(25)

For at least an hour she sat there, watching him, mesmerized by the fact this man was fluid and swift in his motions. He caught fish right off the shore with nothing but that spear. Once there seemed to be enough fish on the shore, he got out of the water and tossed them into the homemade net. He rinsed off his hands and put his boots and coat back on.

“Come, wife.” He smiled at her, and the act seemed so foreign on such a big, strong and ruthless man like Stian. He led them over to the side, around large outcroppings, and stopped. “In here, Agata,” he said and looked over his shoulder at her.

She looked at where he was talking about, and shook her head. He had his spear and net full of fish set off to the side now, and it was clear he wanted to take her into this creepy as hell cave where the light didn’t even penetrate the darkness. The small cave was nearly invisible as two large, protruding outcroppings concealed it, but she saw it well enough. He pushed away a thick, thorny looking bush, and gestured for her to come forward.

Looking at Stian, then back at the cave, she gave him a “no fucking way” look and shook her head once more. She tried to form the right words in her head before she spoke in his language, but the words failed her and she didn’t bother. “No, I can’t go in there, Stian,” she said in English, but he was picking up on her language quickly, too.

It took him a moment to respond, and she wondered f he was trying to form the right words before he spoke in English. “Agata, wife, trust me.” He purposefully used smaller words, spoke slowly so she could understand, but still she didn’t know what he could possibly want to show her in there.

Did she trust him? As weird and fucked as it may seem, she did, with her life in fact. He’d saved her twice, mended her once, and gone after her to take out men that hated him. She still didn’t know why he’d lived a horrible life, and maybe she never would, but that clearly had something to do with why the villagers hated him so much. Her pulse started racing at the thought of being in such a tight, confined space.

“No fear, wife.” He continued to speak in English and held his hand out to her, and curled his fingers into his palm. “Come.”

When she moved closer to him he wrapped his arm around her shoulder as he led them into the cave.

“I trust you,” she said softly, and he stopped. They stared at each other for a moment.

“Good. I’d never hurt you.” He spoke in his language this time.

She tried to break up what he’d just said, and finally realized what he’d spoken. Smiling for the first time in what felt like forever, she allowed him to take her deeper and deeper into the cavern.

They descended, Stian obviously knowing where they were going despite the fact she couldn’t even see her hand in front of her face. Finally the space opened to show light coming in from various holes in the rock surrounding them and bouncing off clear crystals throughout the stone walls. The sound of dripping water echoed around them, and the scent of wet earth filled her nose the deeper they went. They stopped, and she stared in wonder at what was presented. A beautiful pool of crystalline water was right in front of them. She leaned forward, surprised to see steam coming up from the water.

“Earth heats water.” He crouched and scooped up a handful of the clear fluid.

“A natural hot spring,” she said and followed suit, squatting and touching the water. It was warm, so warm that she wondered why he heated water in the hut instead of coming here and bathing.

“Hot spring,” he repeated her words in English, his accent so thick it was almost hard to tell what he said.

She looked at him and smiled. “Yeah. This must be a volcanic area, or this water and the rocks must be deep enough that it’s all heated from within.” She was speaking to herself, because she knew she spoke too fast in English for him to understand.

She was no expert in all of this, and certainly didn’t know this world, or dimension, but that seemed like the most logical reasoning. Hell, for all she knew maybe there was some fire breathing dragon in the bowels of this world, its fire causing this water to be this temperature. That thought was enough to have her smiling in amusement. Then he stood and removed his coat, and she knew that he had brought her down here for more than one reason, and it wasn’t just to show her this incredible oasis.





Chapter Ten



The look on her face had made bringing her here better than Stian could have imagined. He’d lived a very solitary life after he was banished from the village as a young man, not even much older than a boy. They village had waited until he was at least old enough to survive out there alone, but he felt no gratitude toward them because of that.