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Love this ... 

There's just something about being carried away 

by a Big Strong Man.

Here's a different kind of being carried away 

by a Dominant Alpha Male...

The bedroom door flew open. A dark silhouette stood blocking the light from behind. “Come on,” he said, his voice smooth but determined.

She sat up, alarmed. “Where? What’s going on?”

“I'm ready for bed, and you're staying in my room tonight.”

“The hell I am.” Still, the very thought tickled her with anticipation, and it only heightened when he took a step into the room, naked from the waist up, his muscles rippling in the low light.

“You don’t have a choice.” His raspy voice echoed in the dark room. The moon lit up half of his face. His expression was unyielding. “You refuse to listen to me, fight me at every turn, and I can't trust you when it comes to your safety. So tonight and every night until I say otherwise, you will not leave my sight. Get up and come on.”

“I’m sleeping here.” She plumped up the pillow, laid her head on it and closed her eyes.

Strong arms slipped around her, picked her up, and tossed her easily over his shoulder. She twisted, but he hauled her down the hall like a sack of potatoes.

“Neanderthal!” She tried to knee him in the kidney, and when she couldn’t reach it, bit his arm. He shook under her. Puzzlement turned to scalded pride as she realized he was laughing.

He lugged her into his bedroom, “Sweetheart, I'm going to swat you in the ass if you don’t behave.” Unceremoniously, he threw her onto the bed.

She sprang up on her hands, glaring at him through the long hair tumbled over her eyes. “You wouldn’t dare!”

He leaned down. His hands slithered along the mattress until one was on each side of her. “Try me.”

She pulled back. She believed him. He'd have no problem bending her over his knee and spanking her. The indignities should have made her despise him, she knew, but instead the humiliating image excited her strangely. What is wrong with me? Can he see what I’m thinking?

This was intolerable. She rose from the bed. “I'm going back to my room. Get some sleep. Maybe it’ll put some manners back into you.”

She got as far as two steps. Tantum's arm caught her around the waist. He pulled her against his solid body. “Are you trying to defy me?”

“Defy you? What are you, the Almighty, or some maniac with delusions of grandeur?”

Nala was swung into the air and found herself situated over Tantum's knee as he sat on the bed.

She struggled desperately to break free, but he held her down with a firm hand on her back. “What do you think you're doing?”

“I'm showing you who's in control...

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