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concubine, just as her great-grandmother had done for Tyre Leyton. Together,
Rayne and he would bring forth a new generation of super-psychics, which no
one would ever be able to overthrow again.
What do you want from me? There really is nothing I could do that would
be of any help to you. You might not see it at the moment, but I am rather
useless.
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Anton laughed softly as she spoke. He stood when she finished and began
walking around the room. For what I have in mind, no special talents are
required. All you have to do is lay back and take it.
Her surprised gasp told him that she understood him this time. He turned
from the pictures on the wall he had been looking at. I believe you will be able
to do the job. In fact, now that we ve met, I m actually looking forward to my
task. You are more beautiful than I expected. Spending a few hours a day
between your thighs won t be the onerous task I was dreading. This way the
council won t have to listen to me complaining all the time.
You didn t come all this way just to& sleep with a psychic. Rayne shifted
uneasily on the sofa. You aren t that unattractive that you must resort to forcing
a woman to share your bed.
Anton turned sharply to look at her. Slowly the angry look faded. Nice try,
my dear. But making me angry won t change a thing. What I want isn t a
bedmate. What I want from you are children.
No!
Oh, yes, my dear. As many children as possible, in fact. Our children will
rule the earth. Surely that is inspiration enough! You will be mother to a new
world. A world of powerful psychics, with lesser psychics and humans serving
us. Can you say honestly that such a powerful position doesn t excite you?
* * * * *
Rayne realized that Anton DeVeau was insane. There could be no other
explanation for such wild imaginings. Ever since she had discovered the truth of
her family history, through her great-grandmother s diary, she had not wanted
to think about where she had come from. Her life began with her grandmother,
Maile, and her grandfather. Before that, nothing mattered. She had powers that
she had been taught from her first breath to keep secret, and not reveal.
Suddenly her life was unraveling and it appeared there truly was nothing she
could do about it.
Breeding little psychics with this man was a nightmare of an idea. It was as
crazy as this man was. And one that she could not allow either of her sisters to
face. In that fact, this man was correct. When she looked at him, he no longer
looked in the least bit attractive. Foremost in her mind was concern for her
sisters, and Sean. It didn t seem at all fair that she was losing him. Not that she
had ever really had him, but sitting on her sofa while the crazy man walked
around, she realized that she loved Sean MacDougal. He d gotten past her fences
and around her walls. God! She wished he were here right now
Abruptly she stopped that thought. She didn t want to take the chance that
Anton might take a peek at her thoughts and be alerted. Her fear that he might
harm Sean shocked her. It was hard to think at all, between her fear for
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Jezermiah, Carmella and now Sean. How could she protect them? Killing herself
would only turn his attention toward her sisters, and she wasn t a quitter. She
stopped thinking as she realized Anton was speaking again.
We will take these photos with us, the ones of your grandmother as a child.
And the one you have of Tyrea when she was younger. They will all prove
archival when it comes time to record our royal history. Our children will
appreciate knowing where they came from, of course.
Rayne felt her stomach cramp, hearing him talk so nonchalantly about the
future and children. She d never give birth to a child of his. But the truth was
hard to face that she might not have a choice. He could force himself on her and
impregnate her against her will. From the sound of the council, there already
existed a network that would be working toward these goals. Finding help once
they left here could very well be impossible.
When her stomach cramped again, Rayne stood. Anton turned immediately
to look at her. I m hungry. I sometimes get low blood sugar. I m going to make
myself something to eat.
Anton nodded once. Good idea. After that we will go to bed and get started
on business. I m looking forward to sampling your treasures. From what I ve
seen so far, you have a great body. I ve always been a tit man, and you have
some pretty fine boobs from what I ve seen so far.
His coarse words were like a slap across her face. It reminded her of what
she was up against, alone. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to calm down.
Have a seat and I ll make us something to eat then.
Don t bother trying to run, Rayne. I could easily catch you. My skimmer is
close by.
Don t worry. I believe what you ve said, and I don t want my sisters to be
hurt. I won t run, I promise. Just sit down and I ll get busy in the kitchen.
Anton nodded and moved over to the sofa. He sat down, putting the gun on
the empty sofa seat beside him. Rayne turned and walked into the small kitchen.
Quietly she began preparing a large meal. Pausing partway through the
preparations, she went back into the living room, offering Anton a glass of
sherry. She went to the pantry, and put the food just inside the door, leaving the
door open a few inches.
In the living room, she found Anton lounging on her sofa, with the gun still
beside him. The food will be ready in about ten minutes. I need a shower to
clean up first.
Anton nodded, his eyes watching as she walked down the short hallway. In
the bathroom, Rayne quickly stripped her clothes off. Stepping into the shower,
she slid the door closed. Turning on the water, she began scrubbing her skin,
wanting to remove Anton s presence, if that was even possible. Rinsing her hair,
she then turned off the water. Opening her eyes, she shrieked as she saw that
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Anton was standing in the bathroom door, watching her. In horror, she
wondered how long he d been there. It made her feel sick inside to realize he had
seen her like this. Worse though, she now saw that she had to open the fogged
door to get her towel.
He was smirking as she slid the door open, reaching for the towel. He was
holding it so she had to open it all the way. Shame filled her as he saw her naked
body, and she had no way to hide.
A shaved pussy! Now that is something I was not anticipating, Rayne. You
are just full of surprises, eh? He chuckled as she jerked the towel away from
him, wrapping it around her body. There I was admiring your big boobies
bouncing and jiggling while you are washing your hair, and all the while the best
treat was still to come.
Rayne pushed past him, but not fast enough, because he still managed to
briefly cup her ass. Hurriedly she ran into her bedroom, and heard him enter the
room a few seconds later. If this plan didn t work& quickly she stopped her
thoughts, not wanting to betray herself too early.
Put on something sexy, Anton told her a moment later. I d like to see you
wearing something hot while we eat. Not that I need to work up my desire. I m
already hard and horny for you. I can t wait to plant my meat in your shaved
cunt. A few rounds of hide the sausage, as my naughty German uncle used to
say, and you ll be nicely fucked, and much more malleable.
Rayne shuddered at his coarse words. Perhaps the sherry had done its work
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