With this week’s WIP Wednesday I decided to give you all a little peek into how Emmie got her hands bound in the first place. This is shortly after Emmie hit Lucian in the face and ran away into the woods. She wanted to escape, aaaand we’ll see how well that goes.
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Lucian’s powerful grip caught the other strap on the pack and he jerked her back, sending her to the ground hard. In an instant he had tossed her bag to the side and his other hand caught the frantic kick she attempted. “Oh no, not this time little bird.”
His nose was bloodied, a red smear across his left cheek, and even as he yanked her towards him over the rough earth she cheered internally that she’d hurt him. With another useless attempt to kick him she shouted, “Don’t touch me, you bastard!”
“Touch you?” He huffed and stopped another rushed attempt to hit him, catching her wrist in his hand. Lucian flipped her to her stomach easily, pulling her arm sharply up behind her back until her shoulder screamed. Biting her lip she tried to struggle free, shoving herself forward with the toes of her shoes in the dirt, but his knee landed heavy in the small of her back.
Trapped.
“Little bird…” His voice sounded exasperated with her, and she yelled in frustration as she fought him.
“Stop calling me that!”
He laughed, a low and surprising sound. “Stop fighting then and tell me what I should call you.”
“Fuck off.”
“That’s an odd name.” He wrenched her arm higher onto her back and tears burned her eyes as she whimpered. “Tell me your name, little bird.”
“Go to hell.” Emmie pressed her forehead into the leaves, and then she felt his breath against the back of her neck.
“You’re going to learn that it’s much easier when you obey me, little bird, and that there are consequences to disrespect.” Lucian’s voice had a hard edge to it, and she yelped as he twisted her other wrist up behind her back. The rough texture of rope winding over her skin made her struggle anew, but his weight dropped on her and it was impossible to breathe. She wanted to curse him, to call him every name she had ever learned – she just didn’t have enough air to do it.
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I keep hoping she’ll manage to land one good kick in a very sensitive area… I like her a lot.
She busted his nose!
I don’t know, lol. I kept hoping the other way, that he would get fed up enough to land a few smacks of his own. There’s something to be said for a feisty girl. I’d like to know why she’s so hostile right off the bat.
Oh, he’s about to bend her over for a spanking!
I love it when they get feisty. I think poor Lucien has his work cut out for him… but, oh man, Emmie looks like a whole world of fun ;)
Oh they are so much fun to write!
She’s going to be hard work for him!
I think they live to challenge each other.
I love her fire. I am curious about the nick name. :)
I’m actually pretty happy about how the nickname happens, hope you’ll check out the book to find out!
Great Except, very exciting and engaging, I can’t wait to see what happens next :)
Thank you!