  | Ellora's Cavemen: Seasons of Seduction IV
Ellora's CaveSilk by B.J. McCall Interplanetary pilot Lisin Silk has ferried everything from supplies to mercenaries but on this run her cargo is a lone male prisoner. Rhys Adon isn't an ordinary convict. He's a mindbender and although he's secured in a special cell, he's already planning his escape. During months of solitary confinement and hours of sensory deprivation he'd remained sane by imagining the perfect woman. Surely the gods must be laughing. His perfect woman is his jailer. Buy it today ~ Read an excerpt from Silk |
Excerpt for Silk
The short trip to her transport allowed Lisin to observe the prisoner. A good-looking badass with a hard, muscled body, Adon would make a fortune as a companion. His dark brown hair fell beyond his broad shoulders, halfway down his tapered back. His waist was slim, his ass firm and his legs long. Far too tempted to touch his inviting flesh, Lisin circled the platform and faced her prisoner.
His eyes were like shards of silver, pale and so penetrating Lisin felt as if her feet were frozen to the spot. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. She moistened her dry lips. How could evil reside within so much perfection? Cefr Max held the worst of the worst, yet Adon had a face worlds would worship.
She could swear his nostrils quivered. How long had it been since he'd filled his lungs with fresh air and the warmth of the sun had touched his skin?
Despite his incarceration, he appeared fit and healthy. The cock dangling between his legs was certainly impressive. She lifted her hand just as Narris hit the brakes.
When the conveyance shuddered to a halt, Lisin reluctantly turned away from Adon.
Lisin activated the transport's cargo door with the remote control attached to her uniform belt. A loading ramp slid from the transport bay. With slow precision, Narris guided the prisoner platform up the ramp and into the bay. Lisin opened the door to a security cell specially built for Adon.
What was so special about this prisoner that TST would refit a transport? Someone wanted Adon enough to spend an enormous amount of money to get him.
Blaster in hand, the assistant released the platform's force field. "Prisoner Adon, step down. Do not turn around. Walk into the cell."
The prisoner lifted his hands from the T-bar, stepped off the platform and entered the solid-walled cell. Shoulders straight and feet slightly parted, the prisoner stood with his back to her. Again, the perfection of his sculpted body touched Lisin in places she wanted to ignore. She reminded herself that Adon wasn't a companion but a convict.
Lisin pressed her palm to a lock and the thick door sealed with an audible hiss.
Narris holstered his weapon and yanked off his helmet. Sweat trickled down the assistant's temples.
He guided the prisoner's platform off the transport and onto the conveyance, turned and gave her a thumbs-up. Before retracting the loading ramp, Lisin removed her helmet and called out. She dare not voice her suspicions.
"Why the helmet?"
The assistant cocked his head slightly. "TST didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"He's a mindbender. Take care, Captain Silk."
"Fuck!" Lisin slammed her palm against the ramp's activation control. No wonder the offered bonus was large enough to purchase a propulsion cycle.
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