Stupid freakn' silver cage. Too small for her to pace properly, too silvery for her to touch, Gina couldn't properly vent her frustration by wearing a groove or hitting something. A sane person would have blamed her dilemma on the situation ? kidnapped and flown to God knew where ? but no. Gina didn't doubt her family would come to the rescue. They wouldn't rest until she was found, so if she just sat back and kept herself from getting killed, they'd spring her at some point.
No, her problem napped in the cage beside her. Lying on his back with his knees drawn up and his hands crossed over his naked stomach ? taut and defined with washboard abs she'd licked less than a day ago ? Sheng slept. How could he sleep? Especially after telling her he intended to claim her ass as his mate ? and sporting a very complimentary boner. The things she could do ? and had done ? with that perfect dick?