Indian Outlaw Excerpt

Indian Outlaw by Lorraine Kennedy
Copyright 2011


Bondage can be a lot of fun when your captor is an irresistible - drop dead gorgeous outlaw.

Sadie has a gift … she can see pictures of the future. When she has a vision of some men robbing a bank, she realizes that one of those men is the handsome stranger she’s just met. Unfortunately, she lets it slip that she knows what the stranger has planned and ends up becoming his captive. Thankfully, she finds that being tied up in his bed isn’t such a bad thing.

Coleman Wells has no choice but to kidnap the woman and keep her tied up in his cabin, deep in the mountains. If only he didn’t want to tear the woman’s clothes off and taste every inch of her body … he just might get them both out of the situation unharmed

Excerpt

Chapter One

A rush of steam filled the air as the old Indian man poured water of the hot rocks. Warm vapor wrapped around her … cutting off her breath until she was sure that one more moment would bring her to the brink of death. Somewhere far away, she could hear the drumming … but it really wasn’t far away. She knew the drumming was coming from right outside the lodge. Her consciousness had slipped so far from reality that she was no longer in the sweat lodge.

Sadie felt as if she were floating … moving through the rawhide covering of the lodge … when she looked down she could see the lodge below her. In the next instant Sadie was flying through the air, over mountains and rivers. Suddenly she came to an abrupt stop … but she still wasn’t on the ground. She found herself floating above a ghastly scene of death … two men brandishing guns, ran out of a building. Someone inside fired shots toward the retreating figures as they made their getaway.

Her throat tightened, cutting off her breath even more. She could feel herself being pulled back through a tunnel, and then she was back inside herself. Sadie gasped, trying to pull air into her lungs … but couldn’t. Jumping to her feet, she moved toward the structure’s opening. Leaning down so that she would fit through, she stepped out into the cool night air.

The abrupt change in temperature set the world spinning and Sadie swayed on her feet. She prayed that she would not fall into the nearby fire that was being used to heat the rocks for the lodge, but out of nowhere she felt strong arms around her waist, supporting her so that she would not hit the ground.

“Are you okay ma’am?” The deep voice had a distinct western drawl.

Sadie blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision. When she could see again, she found herself staring into the darkest – sexiest eyes she’d ever seen. For just a fraction of a moment she didn’t want to respond … she just wanted him to keep holding her.

“Yes … I am now. Thank you,’ she told him.

Slowly he let go and backed away. Now she could get a good look at him. His black hair hung just past his shoulders and his smooth features reminded her of someone she might find in Hollywood … not in the backwoods of Montana. Since he had been participating in the sweat lodge … he wore only a white towel wrapped around his waist, leaving the rest of his body open to her heated gaze. The way the dancing firelight illuminated his dark skin was erotic … tantalizing.

Sadie decided that she’d better pull herself together before he sensed what she was thinking.
“Hi … my name is Sadie.” Smiling, she held out her hand.

He was now staring at her with open curiosity, and perhaps just a spark of interest, but maybe that was just wishful thinking on her part?

“Coleman Wells” he told her, taking her hand in his.

Sadie felt her heart skip a beat when he held her hand a little longer than necessary. Suddenly it all came back. She was slammed with the vision of the two gunmen and she knew that one of those men was standing in front of her right now.

“Don’t do it! Don’t do what you are planning,” she blurted out without thinking.

He abruptly dropped her hand.

When Sadie saw Cole’s eyes turn hard, she knew she’d made a mistake.

“I’m sorry ... I have to go. I’m not feeling too well,” Sadie words were rushed. She only hoped that he would accept her explanation and forget what she’d said.

Without waiting for a reaction, Sadie rushed out of the small clearing and into the dark woods. Moss’ house was not far away. She’d change inside and leave before the others finished at the sweat lodge.

How could she have been so foolish to blurt out what she’d seen while in the lodge?

The one thing she had learned the hard way about her psychic gift, was that you just didn’t go around telling everyone what you saw … especially if you’d seen the person doing something like robbing a bank.

Sadie felt her heart sink. It had been a long time since she’d felt like that in a man’s presence … and damned if he didn’t turn out to be an outlaw. Her mom was always telling her what terrible taste she had in men. Perhaps she’d better pay better attention to what mom was telling her.

Maybe it had been just plain crazy for her to come out here in the middle of nowhere to participate in a sweat lodge ceremony. Especially with a bunch of Indians that she didn’t even know … well except for old man Moss. She knew him well enough. He came into the diner where she worked nearly every morning.

When he’d first asked her to come, Sadie had declined … but he’d been very persistent. He’d really wanted her to come for some reason. Finally she’d agreed, reasoning that since she’d only moved to Montana a few months ago, she really needed to make some friends.

Sadie opened the screen door of the house and headed for the bathroom where she could shower and change into fresh clothes. Old man Moss had told everyone that they were free to use his shower when they were done.

* * * *

Cole watched the petite blond stumble away. He didn’t know what was up with the woman … but she seemed to know something about their plans.

“What was that all about?” Derrick asked.

His cousin had exited the sweat lodge without Cole realizing it, and had apparently witnessed his exchange with the woman, Sadie.

“She knows,” Cole told him.

“There’s no way … you haven’t talked have you?” Derrick asked in a tight voice.
Cole shook his head. “I’m telling you … she knows.”

“Well you know what we’re going to have to do don’t you?” Derrick asked, his dark eyes full of hostility.

“Yeah … I know,’ Cole answered.

“You gonna do it, or do you want me to?”

“I’ll do it,” Cole told him. Derrick was wild and he didn’t want the woman getting hurt. They would just have to get her out of the way for a little while … until the deed was done.

“Well