<strong>Mira</strong><br/><br/>"Unhand me!"  Mira protested as the barbarian grabbed her by the wrist.  She struggled but the Cimmerian was far too strong and manhandled her easily.<br/><br/>He forced her to sit, the exquisitely shapely curve of her taut buttocks, barely covered by a mere whisp of silk, pressing hard against his knee.  She tried to stand up but he pulled her back down...<br/><br/>"You Cimmerian swine!  This is no way to treat a woman," the Brythunian beauty huffed.  Anger flared in her lovely sapphire colored eyes even as her the intoxicating proximity to Kael's primal manliness kindled a small flame of desire between her thighs....<br/><br/>"We have booked our passage and that is what is important," she continued.  "Hopefully, we shall be free of this Gods' forsaken backwater and back to civilized lands.... Not that a ignorant son of a goatherd like yourself would appreciate the difference..."