Cynthia pursed her lips a trifle smugly, trying to hide a smile as she felt the attractiveness of her young form vindicated—but the man must not have liked the superior little gleam he read in her eyes, for he reached out and around, grasped the girl unexpectedly by one vulnerable n****e, and without even a word of warning simply began to yank, hard and demanding. She yelped with the ferocity of the pull, but to her astonishment, he did not stop or let go or soften his grip one iota. Instead, hard-eyed as he fed off of her mounting terror, he just pulled all the more, harder, harder, harder, and her instinctive little noise of surprise welling up from her throat grew to a shriek that seemed to fill the snug metal cabin. Yet he did not relent—no, grinning tightly, he simply redoubled his sa
