“No,” she whispered as it dawned on her.
There were so many times that Samuel had raised her passion to nearly unbearable heights against her will. She under stood now… he’d been forming the mental link he now felt the need to torture her with. Her anger rose as she remembered all those times he’d forced her to pleasure herself… all the while he’d been speaking seductive words in her mind, making the link that much stronger.
Samuel was a voyeur, he liked to watch as well as participate. He’d even gone so far as to have mirror like surfaces hung in his chamber so he could watch himself make love to her or to watch her from different angles simultaneously.
She gave in to an angry smile. Since Samuel had wanted that connection so bad, then she would use it to finally tell him exactly where
