"nnn...no....stop..." she muttered, clutching something large draped along her body.
A pair of cold blue eyes, then there was another pair of eyes, angry and amber. Two pairs became four, which became six, then eigh until she was surrounded by people.
Every touch burned her, inside and out. She could no longer scream. Someone held her head and forced something sweet and sticky down her throat.
"no!" she groaned, suddenly sitting up. She was drenched in cold sweat, her heart beating rapidly. She looked around and saw she was in a lush office, near a fireplace, and on her lap was a large stripped tiger paw.
She followed said paw to the huge male tiger draped behind her like both pillow and protector. It was Quinn... and then she recalled why she was here. She groaned, feeling a sharp stabbing pain on her shoulder, and her stomach. She didn't have any visual wounds but her body ached like she'd been run over by a car.
She fell back unto Quinn's broad back. She was dehydrated, weak, hungry and she felt sticky from the sweat.