Her Submission by Vonna Harper Read Free Book Online

have the answer to, she redoubled her efforts to get her feet under her. Instead of preventing her from doing so, he stopped and turned her so they faced each other. Beyond him was the dimly lit back lot where over the years people had left broken down vehicles. To her horror she recognized ice cream man’s truck and canopy among the junk.
    Please! Someone see me before—            
    “ I’m a hunter,” he whispered. His fingers clenched her upper arms so she couldn’t move. So his breath slid through her hair. “What I’ve learned is that people aren’t observant about their surroundings. They see what they believe they’re going to see. They don’t have survival instincts. You’re a classic example.”
    That’s not true! I’d be dead if I wasn’t a survivor. Despite her silent argument, she knew he was right. She’d been so stupid!
    “ Almost there. As I’m sure you’ve figured out, I don’t intend to stay here any longer than absolutely necessary.”
    The instant he released her left arm, she spun away from him. Before she could get away, however, he grabbed a fistful of her unruly shoulder length hair and yanked her head down so she was deeply bent over and looking at the ground.
    “ You have many of the attributes I was hunting for.” His whisper had a seductive quality, either that or she couldn’t think beyond his all-consuming presence. “Including an easy way of controlling you. More importantly, I know what you’re like under the surface. Your—I nearly called it a weakness but it isn’t. Your submissive nature is what will make you valuable to me.” He tugged down so she was in danger of falling forward. “Let’s get this part over with.”
    She was still trying to make sense of what he’d said about her submissive nature when he started walking again. Her scalp burned as he forced her to plod hunched over after him. An animal being led to slaughter, that’s what she’d become.
    Or worse.
    Please don’t do this! I don’t deserve—you don’t want to do this. I’m a human being, a woman. I don’t—I can’t—
    Lost in wordless pleas, she paid scant attention to where they were going. Gravel dug into her feet.
    Then once again he stopped. Still using his hold on her hair, he shoved her forward. Her belly slammed into what she guessed was an open tailgate. When he let go of her hair, she started to lift her head. Before she could complete the movement, he grabbed her around the waist from behind and lifted her off her feet, shoving her over the tailgate and into deep darkness.
    Cursing, he crawled after her and planted both hands on her buttocks preventing her from getting off her belly. The smell of rubber nearly made her vomit.
    His truck bed! His domain!
    Screaming into the gag, she fought like a wild thing. She tried to rock from side to side and when that didn’t work, she struggled to bend her legs. If she made enough noise—
    “ Fuck! I know what you’re thinking. That problem with that logic is we’re playing my game, not yours. The rules are all mine.”
    She continued to battle his attempts to hold her down. He cursed her which propelled her to redouble her efforts. Unless he’d lied earlier about having been in an accident, maybe she could hurt him enough to disable him. Sobbing, she lifted her upper body off the truck bed and turned her head toward him. Only a faint amount of light reached the truck’s interior. As a result, she found herself looking at a great, dark, faceless male form. Much of his weight pressed against her buttocks. No wonder she couldn’t get out from under him.
    “ Just giving you a sample of what you’re in for. For the record, the journey has begun.”
    That said, he climbed on top of her, positioning himself so he faced her legs. His crotch settled over the small of her back. Her lower body was relatively free but he’d pinned her upper half to the truck bed. She felt him reach out and guessed he was drawing something