Taken by Her Alien Warriors by +Doris O'connor
Categories: Erotic
Romance, Futuristic, Menage a
Trois/Quatre, Science
Fiction
Romance, Futuristic, Menage a
Trois/Quatre, Science
Fiction
Word Count: 32,008
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Published By: Siren-BookStrand,
Inc.
Inc.
The men of
any species have needs…
any species have needs…
Gemini
Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens
when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens
when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Cirrion
Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion.
Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he
feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his
dark desires. Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his
Drakan lover Ornack.
Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion.
Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he
feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his
dark desires. Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his
Drakan lover Ornack.
With Drakan
at war with Cirrion the men's relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving
Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can't.
at war with Cirrion the men's relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving
Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can't.
From the
minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can
complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can
complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
There's only
one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
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“I don’t think I can. Please don’t make me
have sex with you.”
Ornack
sighed and she visibly relaxed when he straddled a chair several feet away from
her.
“Oh,
you could,” he said. “And you’d enjoy it. I’m not an ogre, however, nor so
uncivilized that I would force my attentions where they’re not wanted.” He
smiled at her sharp intake of breath. “Zorran brought you here to keep you
safe. I have every intention of making sure you’ll stay safe, but I’ll need
your cooperation for that.”
Fresh
tears filled her eyes at the mention of Zorran, and Ornack bit back a curse.
“He’ll
be back, you know,” he said, and she hugged her arms around herself and shook
her head. The action pushed her breasts up and his mouth watered. Soon, he
would have her, but not like this.
“He
doesn’t want me. If he comes back, it will be for you.” Gemini straightened her
shoulders and pushed away from the wall. After only the tiniest hesitation, she
sat down in the chair next to him, and this time, when he offered her some
wine, she took it.
“You’re
not denying it then?” she asked.
“I
wouldn’t insult your intelligence, Gemini. Yes, we’re lovers, have been for the
last three years, but when he comes back it won’t be to fuck me. Well, not only
me, I should say.”
He
smirked as her eyes widened and heat stole into her cheeks.
“You
can’t be serious.”
“I’m
deadly serious. I’m expected to mate, having proven my ability to produce
offspring. The problem is none of the females sent my way have shown half as
much affection as you’ve shown my son tonight.”
“Then
they’re fools. Magnuss is adorable.”
Her
instant defense of his little tearaway made Ornack smile.
“You
won’t say that when he bounces on your bed before the first rays of the sun
have even broken over the mountain peak. Nor when he dive-bombs when you’re
least expecting it, or hides a toad in your shoe. The list of his adventures is endless. Gerunda will tell
you I was the same as a child.”
“She
looked after you too?” Gemini asked.
“Yes,
she did, and my father before me. Gerunda is one of the oldest living females
of my species. In fact she is the last female born this side of the mountains.
We seem to have lost the ability to father females altogether. Other parts of
Drakon fare slightly better.”
“And
you’re telling me this, why?” Gemini put her goblet down on the table with
enough force to slosh the red wine over the sides, and her blue eyes blazed
with indignation. “I won’t be your broodmare to help you populate this side of
Drakon, if that’s what you mean by needing my cooperation.”
Her
breath hitched and she glanced toward his crotch, where his cock was still
trying to break out of the leggings he wore, and her nipples firmed into tight
little bullets. She squirmed on her seat when Ornack didn’t say anything and
simply sat watching her.
She
exhaled sharply when he finally spoke.
“No,
that’s not what I need your cooperation for, my sweet little human. I need to
convince the King that I’m happily settled with my new wife.”
Ornack
rather enjoyed the way her mouth fell open in stunned surprise.
*
* * *
* * *
“Your
what?” Gemini couldn’t have heard him right. He must be poking fun at her. That
was the only explanation.
Instead
of answering her Ornack smiled. It showed his fangs and his arctic eyes
crinkled at the corners. Now that she looked at him properly she could see the
fine laughter lines around his eyes, and the dimples in his cheeks. Magnuss had
the same irresistible indentations. On him they looked cute. On his father,
they did strange things to her insides, and she was glad to be sitting. The man
was sex-on-legs gorgeous, and he clearly knew the effect he had on her.
Those
lines deepened and he reached across to grasp her hand. She couldn’t suppress
her gasp of surprise when he lifted her hand to his lips and dropped a kiss on
the back of it.
“I
told you. Zorran wants you safe, and as my wife, you have standing and
protection, and you keep me off the king’s radar. It’s a win-win situation all around.”
“I
won’t sleep with you.” She blurted that out without thinking and snatched her
hand out his grasp. Much to her surprise he let her and laughed. It was a deep
belly laugh that seemed to settle straight in her clit, and Gemini inwardly
rolled her eyes at herself.
What
was wrong with her today? She loved Zorran, and, yet, she sat here lusting
after a man she barely knew, and a gay man at that. Only he wasn’t gay, was he?
He’d fathered little Magnuss after all, and there was no doubt that she aroused
him. The hard ridge straining the fabric of his tunic looked huge, and once he
sobered, the intensity of his azure gaze pinned her in place as though he’d
bound her to the chair. And that really shouldn’t turn her on more.
“Oh,
you will sleep with me, starting tonight, in fact.”
She
shook her head, and his gaze burnt hotter at her denial.
“I
won’t … please …. I can’t. I don’t know you. I’m …I’ve never done this before.”
Heat
burned her cheeks at her halting admission, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away
still, she couldn’t be sure he was even breathing.
“There’s
a first time for everything, my sweet.” The endearment rolled off his tongue,
and she blinked when he hooked one foot around the leg of her chair and scooted
it closer to him until their knees were touching. He gripped the back of her
chair either side of her shoulders, and smiled when she pressed back as far as
she could, which wasn’t very far at all. She was trapped and the thought of
being at this Drakan’s mercy made her breathing speed up.
“I knew he hadn’t touched you. I can
smell your innocence.”
Glutton for punishment would be a good
description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily
basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from
adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with
children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive
husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do
after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the
locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her
characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will
find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any
peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and
sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as
they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting
love stories are guaranteed.
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