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Here's the excerpt:
Bracelet? It took her a moment to remember that women on this planet wore bracelets with charms to denote their status.
“I don’t have one.” She replied letting her voice go smooth and slidey. A past lover told her once that, that particular tone sounded like pure hot sex. From the glow in the man’s eyes it looked like it had the same affect on the men on this planet. “You’ll be mine,” he announced.
A squeak escaped from Rhea when the large man lifted her up and wrapped him in his embrace. Heat juggernauted down her spine with the contact of his soft mouth. Her body melted over him like warmed chocolate. Confident that he could hold her, Rhea just went with it. She would have to find a lover anyways. This way a lover found her. Later she would reflect that rational thought wasn’t her strong suit when large calloused hands were sliding up and down her body.
A whisper of air and a hint of disorientation were the only warnings before she was falling. With a soft oomf she tumbled upon a pile of soft velvety cloths. A quick glance proved she was now on an enormous bed. The large stranger loomed above her. His green eyes watched, bracing himself as if he was waiting for a reaction.
“Teleportation, nice trick.” It wouldn’t do much for his ego to let him know she could do that at six-years old. Most men didn’t want to know that she was far more powerful then they were. It was better to let them be in charge. Well at least feel like they were in charge.
Those amazingly expressive eyes widened. A slow smile appeared. She barely had a chance for it to register before that incredible mouth was on hers again.
Yes.
So.
Goood.
The man pumped heat like he was her personal furnace. In a desert that might not be a good thing but in the frigid air-cooled room she pulled him closer with a sigh. She could just gobble him up with a spoon.
Breaking the kiss, Rhea did a little move that a space pirate once showed her, flipping Teven until he was now lying below her.
Rhea gave him a wide grin. “Gotcha.”
He laughed, the movement causing him to rub just right against her. “You had me before.”
“Hmmm.” She shimmied down his body and unfastened his pants. Nothing was better than light-hearted play in the bedroom. She got nervous when things got too tense. Intense lovers got possessive. She didn’t do possessive.
With nimble fingers she undid his fly and started to slide his pants off. It took them a minute of not budging before her brain kicked in.
Boots.
Oops.
The hard muscled creature beneath her started shaking.
“If you are laughing at me I’ll leave you like this,” Rhea threatened as she pulled off his boots.
A look up through her lashes proved he didn’t look concerned. “Then you’d miss an unforgettable night.”
Rhea’s brow wrinkled. “Don’t you mean day?”
It was still midday, wasn’t it?
“Not when I’m done with you.”
Oh. Oh yum.
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