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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

A sound of furious frustration escaped Eve as her fangs closed, scratching, about Lyris' collar. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 64, Sentence #279)
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64 279 A View more quotes about sound">sound of furious frustration escaped Eve as her fangs closed, scratching, about Lyris' collar.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

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64 276 In unweaponed combat amongst Kurii each goes for the other's throat or neck.
64 277 It is a common martial tactic to attempt to get behind the opponent, slipping to the side, or such, for then it is difficult for the opponent to protect himself.
64 278 From this position the back of the neck can be conveniently bitten through, this breaking the connection between the spinal cord and the brain.
64 279 A sound of furious frustration escaped Eve as her fangs closed, scratching, about Lyris' collar.
64 280 Lord Grendel had leaped up at almost the same moment that Eve had left her position, taken hold of Eve and pulled her back, and away, from the helpless, terrified Lyris.
64 281 He held Eve back, off the ground, by the arms, she squirming, snapping, hissing, and snarling at the distraught, imperiled Lyris.
64 282 "No," he said, "no, sweet, gentle Eve! Desist.
In unweaponed combat amongst Kurii each goes for the other's throat or neck. It is a common martial tactic to attempt to get behind the opponent, slipping to the side, or such, for then it is difficult for the opponent to protect himself. From this position the back of the neck can be conveniently bitten through, this breaking the connection between the spinal cord and the brain. A sound of furious frustration escaped Eve as her fangs closed, scratching, about Lyris' collar. Lord Grendel had leaped up at almost the same moment that Eve had left her position, taken hold of Eve and pulled her back, and away, from the helpless, terrified Lyris. He held Eve back, off the ground, by the arms, she squirming, snapping, hissing, and snarling at the distraught, imperiled Lyris. "No," he said, "no, sweet, gentle Eve! Desist. - (Plunder of Gor)