Bewitching My Love by Diane Story Read Free Book Online

she did just that. Throwing her clothes in a pile at the end of her blanket, she stripped all the way down to her royal blue wonder bra and matching thong.
    Rowen was in such a sweat over her strip tease that he didn’t know what he should do, throw her down and take her, or turn his head and act like a gentleman. He closed his eyes and thought about what it would be like to touch her soft skin. His eyes hadn’t missed even one inch of her voluptuous curves. She was laid out perfectly, with a sort of a Rachel Welch look, only with a little more flesh to make her even more tempting. If ever given the chance, he knew exactly what he’d do first. He’d start by winding his fingers deeply into her red hair, and then while holding her naked body hard against his own he’d....
    Cursing himself he laid back on his own blanket and rolled away from her, he didn’t trust himself not to touch. If he touched her he might want to taste her, then after that he would have to nibble on the soft flesh below her ear. Then after teasing her cute little belly button with his tongue he would…. Frustrated with the direction his mind was taking him, he turned away to avoid temptation. “I’m going to get some rest, Fern, I didn’t sleep well last night sitting up.”
    Fern didn’t answer; she couldn’t because she was still fighting the battle that was raging through her blood, like hot lava from a volcano it rushed through her veins. The temptation to force Rowen away, to get rid of him was becoming so strong, so, so strong . What was happening to her? She’d never wanted to hurt a soul in her life. One minute she couldn’t stop herself from wanting to seduce him and the next she couldn’t wait to be rid of him. The voice, it was becoming so loud. It was chanting the same thing over and over “Kill him, kill him Fern.” Sitting up, she put her hands over her ears and screamed a silent plea. “Leave me be, please go away, I don’t want to listen to you.” But the pleas bounced right back against her like rocks from a lynch mob, forcing her to listen.
    “ Fern, what’s going on?” Rowen saw the torment in her eyes instantly. In the dark of the cave the whites of her eyes glowed against her fair skin. “What the devil?”
    “ Atce, atce, atce ete el ikaw.” Fern yelled the words out loud this time. “I’ll do as you bid me, please stop tormenting me.” Leaping from her blanket like a female tiger that had just caught its prey, she landed on Rowen’s chest. A rock hovered in her hand as she prepared to take her first strike.
    Rowen gasped as the wind was knocked out of his lungs when Fern landed on his chest. She had her head raised to the roof of the cave with her eyes wide as she screamed the strange words over and over again. Her arm was posed over her head as if she would strike out any second. He knew he would have to do something, or she would. “Fern, look at me!” he yelled. She brought her eyes down, they were still wide open and her breathing had become heavy as if she was gasping for air. “Put the rock down, honey.” She raised her head back to the ceiling and the strange words came out of her mouth again, loud and slurred.
    Fern’s mind was screaming, telling her to stop. She could see the fear in Rowen’s eyes; that much had at least registered. But it was as if she were possessed, she couldn’t stop herself, no matter how she tried. “Rowen, please help me. I cannot stop this.” She pleaded.
    Fern’s knees were pressing on the inside of his elbows making it difficult to move. She wasn’t heavy, but the awkwardness of the way she sat made it difficult for him to get out from underneath her. With effort, he managed to get one arm free, grasping her fist just as it took its first swing. In one quick movement, he had her underneath him. Her body thrashed as she screamed the atce, atce words again . “Fern, stop it, stop this now.”
    It wasn’t until her flailing arm slammed onto the candle that