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  As soon as her fingers found her clit, Annie headed off to heaven.

  Throwing her head back, she groaned, allowing her body freedom to move and thrust and raise and lower itself as it willed. She surrendered to the moment, willing herself to forget everything but the coming climax.

  Her heels began to tingle, her ears were ringing, and each and every muscle was starting to put out warning signs of imminent explosion.

  With a few more strokes she knew she was going to come. Taking a deep breath, she gave one last push downwards onto the slick marble, past her sensitive inner tissues, all the way to her womb.

  Her cry echoed throughout the chamber, drowning the musicians and the throng.

  Spasms shook her and she rode the stone wonder through untold eons of ecstasy.

  Finally, limp and exhausted, she raised her head to find Enshilla smiling at her.

  “Well done, Annilin, well done,” she beamed. “Look behind you…”

  She helped Annie down from her perch and pulled the gauze back so that Annie could see the crowd.

  Each and every priestess was pleasuring herself with her own toy phallus. Some were standing, some kneeling, others writhing in pleasure on the floor. The cacophony made by fifty women reaching their pleasure in a mutual masturbation moment was deafening.

  “Good grief,” muttered Annie. “I’ll bet Hugh Hefner has dreams like this…”

  “Who’s Hugh…oh never mind,” shrugged Enshilla.

  “What do we do now?” asked Annie, still trying to drag her attention away from the erotic wrigglings going on below her.

  “Follow me, Annilin.”

  Annie glanced back at the statue. “Sorry I had to come and run, guy. But you wouldn’t be a great cuddle anyway. Call me sometime,” she said flippantly.

  She reached for her skirt and saw that Enshilla’s little ploy had been quite successful. The statue now boasted a smear of ”virgin” blood on its cock. The High Priestess had offered herself fully to the Sun God’s representative.

  Unfortunately, she’d also offered herself rather energetically, and with a quick move, Annie also picked up the leaf that had fallen from her body during her experience. She guessed her muscles had clenched so hard they’d shot the darn thing right out.

  “This way, Annilin, we will leave by another corridor. Your priestesses will be enjoying themselves for a while yet.”

  Enshilla beckoned Annie away from the niche and the crowd of sobbing, sighing, moaning celebrants who were busily expressing their dedication to their Goddess, the Sun God, the nearest palm tree, Amir’s Camel Farm and anything else they could think of.

  The dark corridor through which the two women walked gave way to a small chamber. Windows opened out and bright afternoon sunlight dazzled Annie for a few moments.

  The shadow of a man crossed between her and the light.

  For a second, she thought she was dreaming.

  The sunlight haloed his body, tall and strong, and danced off his long chestnut hair.

  She blinked.

  He moved slowly towards her.

  She stepped back, her mind refusing to believe what her eyes were seeing.

  In this small chamber of the Moon Goddess, tucked away in a Sumerian town, four thousand years before she had been born, the man who haunted her dreams was walking towards her.

  Green eyes glittered, bronzed skin shone, and a rather prominent erection tented his floor length skirt.

  “Annilin, it’s time you met Lord Kyall, High Priest of the Sun God.”

  Holy shit. Annie’s tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth as she realized that the man walking across the room with a very nice looking hard on was none other than the long-lost Dr. Kyle Pendrake.

  Oh, and she was stark naked.

  Chapter 6

  “Hello.”

  Annie scrabbled with the slip of silk in a feeble attempt to cover herself as best she could.

  “It’s all right, really. I am used to the sight of naked beauty.”

  His voice was calm and warm and for a second Annie had visions of tangled sheets, sliding thighs and amazingly erotic sensations. Then reality slapped her on the ass. Hard.

  “Well, you’re not used to the sight of me.” She firmly held her tissue-thin skirt like a bath towel, doing her best to hide her assets.

  “I’d like to be, “ he purred, standing close to her and reaching out with his hand.

  “Is this where I say ‘Dr. Pendrake, I presume’?”

  Kyle threw back his head and laughed aloud, warming Annie to her toes. Sheesh, this guy was dangerous.

  “I’ve missed that.” He smiled. “Twentieth century humor. Dry wit. Scathing sarcasm…”

  “Yeah, yeah. I’m sure you have.” Annie glanced over at Enshilla, noticing a tall man standing soberly beside her.

  “Um, should I introduce you to Enshilla?”

  Kyle nodded briefly towards the woman. “Lady Enshilla is known to me, although we do not meet often. That is my right hand man, Ronnil, standing beside her.” He flashed a quick glance at Annie, and she felt there was a message in it.

  She looked back at the other two people and was surprised to see an intense look in Ronnil’s eyes as he gazed at Enshilla. Aha. There was the distinct odor of thwarted romance in the air.

  No wait, that was probably sweat.

  Annie realized she was dripping with sweat. The dedication ritual and then Kyle Pendrake on top of it had seriously overloaded her glands.

  “Enshilla, I’d like a chance to freshen up,” she said, determinedly.

  Enshilla looked uncertainly at Kyle.

  “An excellent notion, Annilin.” He held out his hand.

  She stepped back.

  He stepped forward.

  She stepped back again.

  He grinned.

  “Oh cut it out.” Annie lost her patience. “I’m half-naked, sweaty, embarrassed and I need a shower. I’ll settle for a robe of some sort and a bath, and I’d like some privacy.”

  “Sorry. You’re stuck with me.” He didn’t look sorry at all.

  Annie frowned at Enshilla who sighed. Annie really wished she’d stop doing that.

  “Annilin, what Lord Kyall tells you is true. You are now in his thrall. He must be with you at all times and will take you to his chambers where you will stay from now until the next full moon.”

  Annie’s jaw dropped.

  “You mean I—he—we…” she stuttered.

  Kyle bit his lip. “I promise to take very good care of you, Annilin,” he said, trying not to laugh. “Very good care.”

  His hand rose to her as if with a mind of its own and stroked her hair.

  Unwillingly, she surrendered to his touch. Oh my, this man could turn her on.

  “He certainly will, Lady Annilin,” said Ronnil sharply.

  It was Kyle’s turn to sigh as he dropped his arm away from her.

  “It is ordered that this evening you are both to be attentive to one another’s needs, but there must be no—um…you must not, well, how shall I say it…”

  “No fucking,” Enshilla stated firmly.

  “Yes, that’s essentially it.” Ronnil was actually blushing.

  “In recognition of the fact that you just surrendered your body to the statue of the Sun God, it is accepted that you need time to recover. Or you would have had you been a virgin…”

  Kyle’s eyebrow rose inquiringly.

  Annie ignored him.

  “Therefore, it is forbidden for the Lord to touch you in any way which might cause you further pain. You will be spending your nights with him from now on, but for this one night, you should concentrate on getting to know each other.”

  Annie looked into Kyle Pendrake’s dancing green eyes and saw great mischief there. At least she hoped it was great mischief.

  “Enshilla, how on earth will anyone know?”

  “You will be observed, Annilin,” answered Enshilla politely.

  “What?”

  “Designate
d representatives of both deities will be observing you this night. Just for this night, you understand.” Ronnil’s blush returned. “Lady Enshilla and I will be occupying an adjoining room. You will not be able to see us or know whether we are there or not. But it is our duty to protect you both and see that the laws are followed.”

  Annie gnawed on her lower lip.

  Kyle’s eyes watched her intently and his erection thrust unashamedly towards her. God, Kyle Pendrake wanted her.

  “Do I get a bath and a robe?”

  “If that is your wish,” smiled Kyle.

  “And then we get to talk?”

  “It shall be as you desire.”

  I doubt that, thought Annie. What I’d desire would be you, naked, begging to be my love slave. Massage oil would be in there somewhere too.

  Ronnil cleared his throat, jerking Annie out of her fantasy. Not that she really needed one, because hers was pretty much standing right in front of her.

  He wasn’t quite naked, though. Shame about that.

  Unaware that her eyes had dropped to his cock, Annie licked her lips.

  Enshilla moved forward, a little concerned about what her unpredictable charge might say or do next.

  “Come along, Annilin. You and Lord Kyall must go to his chambers now. A meal is being prepared and there will be many festivities this evening.”

  Kyle courteously extended his arm, as gallantly as a gentleman taking a lady to dinner.

  The fact that the lady was almost nude, and the gentleman proudly sported a major hard-on didn’t seem to bother anybody.

  Cool, thought Annie.

  * * * * *

  Kyle Pendrake watched her as she moved around his rooms, warily examining his desk, and the few meager furnishings.

  “Not much of a one for knick-knacks, are you, Dr. Pendrake?” she muttered.

  “I see no need for them, Annilin.”

  “My name is Annie, Annie Lynden. I’m a—”

  “Journalist. Yes. I remember seeing you at the symposium.”

  Annie plunked down on his bed and gaped at him.

  “My god. It really did happen, didn’t it? You, here, me—Ancient Sumer. Time travel is actually possible.”

  Kyle winced. “I don’t know about possible, Miss Lynden. It did happen, and don’t think I haven’t spent a good portion of the last five years trying to figure out why!”

  “Call me Annie.” She waved her hand dismissively. “The first question, of course, is can we get back?”

  He crossed to the window and looked away from her, out onto the main plaza of Kushuk.

  There were small braziers set up with trays of delicious smelling foods baking in the open, while musicians played, dancers danced, and the population of the town enjoyed the Dedication Festival.

  Annie rose and came to stand beside him.

  “See that?” he said, pointing at the plaza. “That’s Ancient Sumer. All this happened nearly four thousand years before we were born. And yet here we are, looking at it. Live and in color.”

  “We can’t go back, can we?” Annie too stared at the crowds below.

  “I don’t know, Annie. That’s as honest an answer as I can provide right now.”

  “Thank you.”

  Surprised, Kyle turned and leaned against the opening. “For what?”

  Annie leaned against the other side of the window. The breeze played with her hair making idle tendrils of the pale silk stir against her skin. Even though their conversation had brought Kyle back to the insurmountable problem he worked on for hours each day, he couldn’t help but respond to the picture she made.

  She met his eyes, violet touching green. His cock, which had settled itself somewhat, stirred back to life.

  “Thank you for being honest with me, at least. Some men would have promised a return trip home, pockets filled with gold, anything I wanted to hear.”

  “I’m not ‘some men’ Annie. Besides, I have to admit I’ve grown very fond of Kushuk. The people are warm and friendly, they work hard and play hard, and they’ve made me, and now you, practically gods. It’s not too bad, you know…”

  He grinned apologetically. “If we had to get stuck anywhere in time, I’m kind of glad it’s here. And I’m especially glad that now I have a time-traveling partner to share it with.”

  Annie raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah, and let’s not forget I’m supposed to be your sexual plaything for a month. Some bargain I got.”

  Kyle looked a bit self-conscious. “Annie, it’s a different time and a different culture. These are their ways, and although they may seem strange to us, we are visitors here.”

  “I get it. When in Rome…” She turned her head and looked out again. “I am trying to do that, Kyle, I really am. Everyone has been so very nice here, helpful, not anything like what I would have expected, you know?”

  Kyle nodded. “I know. You’d have thought they would have been scared or afraid or suspicious of some stranger arriving in a flash of light.”

  Annie smiled.

  Kyle’s gut tightened. “So, would you like that bath now?”

  Her eyes lit up and sparked a laugh from Kyle. “We’ll have to do it together, but space won’t be a problem. Come see…”

  He led her into an awe-inspiring bathroom.

  “Now I know what’s meant by a bathing chamber,” she breathed, gazing around her with delight.

  The room was twice the size of her bath, and the tub itself could have probably served as a training pool for the Olympic water volleyball team.

  “Can you do laps?” she asked, dipping her fingers over the edge and into the warm water. “And how do you keep something this size warm?”

  “So many questions, little Moon Goddess,” he chuckled, dropping his clothing to the floor without blinking an eye.

  Annie, who was not quite so blasé, blinked. Several times.

  Kyle knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted that glazed look of desire in her eyes again. He wanted to see those breasts tighten up and her charming nipples pointing firmly in his direction. He wanted to lay her down and pound himself into unconsciousness inside her.

  Well, perhaps not yet. But soon.

  “Come on, Annie. Don’t be shy. It’s really too late, I’ve seen it all anyway.” Kyle held out his hand as he stepped into the tub, cock and balls swinging proudly between his strong thighs.

  “Hmph,” she muttered, turning her back on him as she dropped her skirt. But even this little attempt at modesty did no more than make him laugh.

  With a splash he sank down to his shoulders and heaved a huge sigh of contentment.

  “Now this is what I call bliss.” He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the tiled wall.

  He could hear Annie taking advantage of his state and slipping into the water. When he opened his eyes again she was neck deep and sighing with pleasure as the warm water swirled around her body.

  She was also about as far away from him as she could get.

  That would have to change.

  * * * * *

  Annie’s tense muscles relaxed as the warm water soothed her body and her mind. She too rested her head back against the side of the bath and closed her eyes. The knowledge that she was sharing an intimate and naked experience with the amazingly yummy flavor-of-the-month Kyle Pendrake was temporarily suppressed as she simply enjoyed the moment.

  “I suppose we could talk now,” came Kyle’s voice.

  “Mmm,” mumbled Annie, too content to worry about much of anything.

  “That’s if you’d care to, of course.”

  Annie opened her eyes and gazed across the expanse of water. “What would you want to talk about, Kyle?”

  “Well, I guess we should get to know a little about each other, and I should fill you in on what I’ve learned of Sumer since I’ve been here.”

  “Reasonable. Okay. I’m twenty-eight, not a virgin and have four best selling novels to my name. I time-traveled back four thousand years and am now sitting in a histo
rical pseudo hot-tub with the number one techno-wiz of the twenty first century. “ She paused for breath.

  “Said techno wiz, while being the darling of the society columns and lusted after by myriads of women who should have known better, also designed a little something called Merlin, which was responsible for sending him, and consequently me, back to Ancient Sumer, where we are now sitting on our respective Gods’ right hands. Did I miss anything?” Her scornful eyebrow rose as she gazed at him for two more seconds, then rested her head back and closed her eyes again.

  “Myriads of women?”

  Annie snorted.

  “Why weren’t you sick?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “When you arrived here, you weren’t sick. I threw up for three days.”

  “Thanks for sharing.”

  “No, seriously, Annie. I don’t understand why you weren’t ill…it could be important.”

  Annie raised her shoulders slightly and tilted her head.

  “I haven’t a clue. I did everything that I was told, I had the technical passwords and I’d taken the pills.”

  “Pills? What pills?”

  “Oh that’s right, you couldn’t have known, could you? After you ‘poofed’ off into the ether, Pendrake Labs went into a major lockdown mode. It was a couple of years before they got Merlin back up and running, and the best they could figure out was that it was the emotions that sent him nuts.”

  Kyle nodded his head, staring at her but she’d have bet her bottom dollar that he wasn’t seeing her at all.

  “So when the viewing program was initiated, everyone had to take a couple of lightweight tranquilizers, to kind of take the edge off, you know?”

  “That makes sense. But doesn’t explain how you got here. If you took the pills…?”

  “Which I most certainly did. And I’ve been wondering about that ever since. My best guess would be that there was someone else in the room who had not taken any pills, perhaps a technician or something. I did hear some kind of sound—”

  “What kind of sound?”

  “Well, it was a kind of…” Annie looked a bit self-conscious.

  Kyle slid a little closer.

  “Kind of what, Annie? This could be very important scientifically, you know.” He moved next to her, radiating intense scientific interest. And a side helping of really nice chest.