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were pale blue, the same color of an early morning sky during the wet season. Her nose looked just right and she had the pinkest cheeks he’d ever seen. Her mouth looked velvety lush and he ached to kiss her.
    She had long legs too. Very long legs he couldn’t wait to have wrapped around his waist. Wide hips he wouldn’t hesitate to hold while he fucked her long and hard…and he would fuck her.
    But first he would have to break her out of that cage. Second, he would feast upon her pussy and third, he would drink from her until his thirst was quenched, and then she would accept his aching cock deep inside her hot, wet channel.
    Taylor groaned at the succulent ideas and kept his gaze transfixed on his prize. Her pussy danced in the shadows, beneath the cloth riding high on her thighs and, if he looked hard enough, he could see her glistening arousal wetting her cunt lips. The scent of her sex drifted on the softest of breezes and, because he’d followed her tracks from the Fever Swamps, fever twinkled in her eyes. She must have drunk some of the water. Not enough for her health to be in trouble like her sister, but enough to make her aware she would need sex to ease her aching lust.
    His friend Jarod had discovered this woman’s sister, Piper. Her petite, nude body had been lying motionless amid the moss-enshrouded rocks at the outskirts of the Fever Swamps. He’d managed to save her life by sucking the poison out of her pussy. Literally. They had fallen very hard for each other.
    If this female had swallowed the water, she would be sexually hungry. Her body would be hot and ready for the taking. She would need a male to cure her. She would need him. And he would make her belong to him just as Jarod had made Piper his woman.
    Warmth spilled through Taylor at fantasizing about a woman who would look at him with such love. The way Piper looked at Jarod. Yes, he would enjoy that. Enjoy it very much.
    But first, he must escape.
    Suddenly his wrists screamed with pain from the tightening rope and he lurched forward. He stumbled, almost fell and silently cursed the two females leading the team of horses. He’d overheard them say he and the woman were being taken to Death Valley and the Death Valley Boys.
    He needed to keep her from falling into the hands of the Boys. Once inside the walls of Death Valley, escape would be extremely difficult. The Boys had acquired the technology to outfit their captives with the ankle bracelets. That’s one thing that surprised him. These guards had not outfitted this female and himself with ankle bracelets that, upon escape, would track them.
    Perhaps it had been overlooked? If so, they were lucky. Or maybe these females would outfit them at nightfall. Taylor exhaled a frustrated sigh. If that were the case, things would get very difficult.
    The Death Valley Boys were a tight-knit group. They consisted of escaped males who’d once been sex slaves, just as all males were trained. They’d been taught to follow a female’s every command without question or suffer the consequences.
    Red-hot anger splashed through Taylor as he remembered the punishments. Different kinds of sexual torture—such as having heavy weights hung from his balls or cock and painful nipple clamps that turned a male into a submissive beast—were used. Cock cages, penis leashes, harsh whippings and sex on demand were a few of the hardships a male endured as a slave.
    Once when a female had broken the rules and educated a male, who just happened to be a close friend of Taylor’s, the male, in turn, began educating other males, including Taylor. As a result, males became aware of their slavery and fought their way to freedom. The violence inflicted upon them by the women had been turned upon the females themselves.
    Rapes, forced seductions and kidnappings occurred during the period of the Slave Uprising. Most of the males left their hubs. The majority moved to a secure valley—Death Valley—and called themselves the