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young man from whom she had
been stolen.   In her mind, he was making
love to her once again.   He slid his
tongue along her inner thighs, tickling her, and making the wetness pool once
again.   Milas squeezed the young breasts as he entered Mika fully.   He pumped into her hard and she pulled him
into her, squeezing the raw power that brought her to climax again and
again.   She started to scream with
pleasure, but Milas silenced her.   They couldn’t risk being discovered by Carver
and his buddy.   Mika put her hand over
her mouth as she continued to buck her hips with Milas ’
thrusts.
    Pulling
the young woman to him, Milas plunged deeply into
her, pulling and pushing her to satisfy his need.   He lost all control and howled like a wild
animal as he came hard, his body trembling.   He lay over her, pressing her body into the bed
as he panted, the sweat of their bodies mingling and forming a scent that would
be detected deep into the woods.
    From
a safe distance, Stein could hear the two men arguing loudly as they passed
their makeshift dwelling and ventured toward the other side of the island.   When he could see the shadow of the tree house
that he and Milas had built, he watched the two men
go inside.   He shed his shirt so that his
tanned chest would blend in with the trees and waited for Carver and his friend
to come back out.
    “Damn
you, she isn’t here.”
    “I
swear, Carver, she was bound and gagged when I left her.   I did it to her with my own two hands.”   He held up his hands as if to make a point.
    Stein
could hear the men inside the house that he had built and his anger began to
grow.   The two men nearly tore the place
apart searching for some sign that their hostage had been there, and then they
stood outside on Stein’s makeshift balcony where he had slept soundly in his
hammock.   The hammock was still there and
Carver picked it up and slammed it to the ground in rage.
    The
big man hiding behind the tree could take no more.   As if a ghost, he appeared from the shadows
and stared up at the two men.   “Carver,
we meet again.”
    Carver
jumped back in surprise, but then he stood with his arms crossed and a sneer
formed his smile.   “Ah, yes.   You miss your former home?”
    The
easily angered Stein had little check on his own anger and the heat rose
quickly in his chest and in his face.   He
was ready to charge like a bull when a familiar scent filled his nostrils.   He stood as still as a statue as he tried to
place it.
    “Hey you, mammoth man, you in a trance or something?”
    Stein
continued to focus on the scent that to him was aromatic, yet at the same time
it brought out the worst in him.   He
tried to focus on the aroma of human sweaty sex, but the rage won out and in a
second he was on the deck swinging at Carver.
    Carver
was just as hardened as Stein, however, and years in chains had made him agile
now that they were off.   The big man
missed him as he swung, but Carver’s buddy was not as lucky.   With one punch, he fell to the ground.   When Stein lifted him up, the man’s eyes
fluttered and opened long enough to see the open mouth and the bared teeth.
    “Hey,
man, what’s with you?”
    Stein
turned to Carver who quickly stepped away.   Stein’s teeth drove into the neck of the slighter man, hitting the
jugular on the first try.   The taste of
blood filled his mouth and the realization of what he had done made him vomit.
    Carver
watched in disbelief as his friend fell to his death, and then he and Stein
stood there alone, each daring a move from the other.   “What did you do?”   Carver leapt to the ground and picked up his
friend, but there was no hope.   He was
dead.   He looked up at the man standing
on the deck.   “Are you insane?”
    Stein
showed no emotion as he watched the scene play out before him.   He had killed a man, letting his raw emotion
cloud his judgment.   He had promised long
ago never to allow that to happen…after being