Wednesday, April 23, 2014
STAR RAIDERS - EXCERPT - R Rated.
Available only at Amazon:
http://is.gd/starraiders
Blurb:
A FIERY ENCOUNTER
Like two ill-aligned stars, Shyanne Kedar and Greyson Dane were destined to collide. She was a smuggler’s daughter, and he, an interstellar lawman. Their affair was scorching, dazzling…and ended like a supernova, in a blaze of betrayal.
A LOVE REKINDLED
Ten years later, the flames haven’t cooled. Shyanne’s lush body, the twist of her lips and the fire in her eyes—all radiate the same magnetism that ensnared Greyson before, and now he’s truly her prisoner. But as much as things have changed, they remain exactly the same. Danger threatens. Humanity’s fate hangs in the balance. And though his tempting captor doesn’t know it, if Greyson’s plan succeeds, it will save mankind…and lose him the only woman he ever loved. This time, forever.
Excerpt:
"Are you sure this is what you
want?" Greyson asked. Despite his obvious arousal, he was leaving the
decision to her. It would have been easier if he'd taken command. This way left
her no excuse.
His question increased her apprehension.
Want? No. Shy didn't want him. After all the pain and grief, how could she? No,
she didn't want this. She needed it.
"Yes," she said.
A small smile touched his lips. He took a
step toward her.
When she tensed, he placed his palm against
her cheek and looked into her eyes. "Trust me. I won't hurt you."
Looking into his eyes, she wanted to believe
him. Wanted to feel what she'd felt all those years ago: pure, innocent love,
untarnished by lies or deceit. But that time was long gone. Those feelings were
long dead, the people who'd felt them long discarded. Whatever they shared now
could be only physical. Lust: Yes. Sex: Hell, yes. Trust? Hell, no.
She stood in silent anticipation as he peeled
away her clothing. She shivered. Not from the cool air swirling over her bare
skin, but from the heated look in his dark eyes. Her breasts swelled. He leaned
forward and captured one hard nipple between his lips and sucked. Wet heat
sizzled through her. Her knees buckled. To keep from falling, she grabbed his
shoulders then gasped as he swung her into his arms and deposited her on the
exam table.
He crawled up and over her. His cock brushed
against the inside of her thigh where, slick and hot, moisture gathered. Desire
churned in her belly.
She reached up and pulled his mouth to hers.
Their tongues tangled in a silent battle, and she realized her control was an
illusion. Under the assault of his hands, lips and tongue, rational thought
deserted her. His lips left hers to trail down her throat. She arched her neck
to grant him access. Breath shuddered out of her as he rolled one aching nipple
between his fingers and sucked the other into his mouth. The suction sent
frissons of long forgotten sensation coursing through her, like the tiny
bubbles in effervescent wine they tingled in her veins.
Need built the pressure inside her, need
dammed up without release. Her skin felt super-sensitized. Greyson stroked his
fingertips down her chest and belly and explored the indent of her navel.
Lower, he combed through her damp curls. One finger moved past the hair and
delved into the slick folds.
When he circled her clit, the surge of energy
from the brief touch jolted her and she gasped. He tried to pull his hand away,
but she grasped his wrist and held him there. She felt him grin against her breast.
Twisting her body, she flipped him onto his
back, then rose on her knees and straddled his hips. Air cooled the heat on her
breast, but the feel of his hard cock pressing against her pubic mound sent a
surge of heat into her belly. Though his cock throbbed, bouncing gently against
her, and his breathing was rapid, he smiled.
Every nerve coiled in anticipation, but his
command of his passion angered her. She wanted him as frantic for satisfaction
as she. Desperate to take back control, to get what she needed from him, she
lifted her hips over him and plunged downward.
She gasped at the small spear of pain from
his intrusion into her body. Years of going without had left her tight. Still,
unwilling to wait for her body to adjust to his size, she rode him fast and
hard.
Clasping her thighs with his hands, he met
her stroke for stroke, pushing her ever upward. The bubbles in her blood turned
to sparks of fire. Inside her an inferno raged, burning away the last of her
reason, her doubts and her fears. Nothing mattered but reaching this summit and
plunging into the abyss beyond.
With a burst of inner light, she climaxed.
She cried out and fell forward over him. He thrust upward one last time and she
felt his liquid heat flow into her. She pressed her face against his
sweat-slick body and murmured, "This doesn't change anything. I may still
space you."
"I'll worry about that tomorrow."
Elysa Hendricks
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