Adar has searched more than a lifetime to find his bondmate—the one woman he was born to love and the only woman who can save him from the approaching madness that threatens all unbonded males of his race. When a wormhole opens from his galaxy to Earth and the women who could hold their future, Lorn will do all in his power to not only find his mate, but show her a Universe she never knew existed.
Casey Westfall’s normal life changed forever when she finds the sexy leather clad man on her doorstep. One innocent kiss leads to an adventure that will span worlds and Casey will have to choose between the man who is the other half of her soul and never seeing her family or her world again. To complicate matters Kadothians live in polyamerous family units and Lorn will have to convince his Earth bride to accept not only his love, but the love of his best friend and brothers in arms or risk the chance of losing them to either the madness or the Hive—the race of sociopathic women bent on destroying and enslaving everything in their path, but Casey can’t see loving more than one man as being anything other than a sin. Lorn will have to teach his bride that she was created for both of them just as they were created only for her.
In a Universe where all is possible, the battle to protect not only his people, but his heart rests on the soul of a human woman who must face the unknown and take a leap of faith that could save or destroy them all.
Author Bio:
Ann is Queen of the Castle to her wonderful husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she's been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.
From a young age she's been fascinated by myths and fairytales, and the romance that often was the center of the story. As Ann grew older and her hormones kicked in, she discovered trashy romance novels. Great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she's never looked back.
Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her 'sexy space' and has learned to type one handed while soothing a cranky baby.
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Excerpt #1 Nice ;)
When her gaze strayed
down his face to his exposed chest her arousal deepened, making him desperate
to seduce her. Throttling back his lust was difficult, but he had to take
things slowly with his little Earth woman. Mary, Matriarch of the Scout who had
spoken before the council, had lectured the Warriors going to Earth on how to
seduce human women. She’d urged them to take things as slow as they could, not
to rush it for fear of scaring away their bride. If they proclaimed their
undying love for a woman the moment they met her, an Earth female would
consider them mentally deficient, no matter how true it was.
“You have the softest
skin,” he said in a voice barely above a growl.
She blinked up at him and
her scent cooled a touch. “Um, thanks.”
With that, she stepped
away from him, and he tried to figure out why complimenting her would repulse
rather than attract. Did the women of this planet not enjoy hearing how they
affected a man? Did they not want their mate to appreciate them? He needed to
get her mind back on her attraction to him.
Gently clasping her hand
he pulled it down his cheek, over his neck, and to his chest, letting it rest
over the heart that now belonged to her. “See, my skin is much tougher than
yours.”
She stared at where her
small hand rested above his heart and he looked down as well, enjoying the
contrast of her creamy skin against his own dark bronze tone. “Do you get spray
tanned?”
The immediate flush that
went from her neck to her hairline made him grin. “What is that?”
“I’m not sure what the
word would be in your language. It’s like a thing people do to make their skin
darker.” She glanced up into his eyes then back to her palm on his chest again.
“Usually you only find your hair and eye color on really pale people.”
His little bride was far
too observant. “This is the way I was born, Casey. No artificial enhancements.”
Well that wasn’t entirely
true. He had plenty of enhancements that heightened his sight, his hearing, his
strength, and his endurance. All things a Warrior needed to survive. There were
also small crystal chips embedded in his brain that allowed him to boost his
psychic powers and connect with his men over long distances. Right now he was
in contact with his friend Cormac who waited near Casey’s house in case he was
needed.
She bit her pretty pink
lower lip when he began to gently caress her hand. “Wow, you sure lucked out in
the genetic lottery.”
It took him a moment to
process her words and he smiled. “You find me attractive?”
Her response came out in
a whisper. “Very.”
Both his pride and his
cock hardened further at her response, the ultra-sensitive nerves of the
pleasure ridges swelling along his shaft. “I find you very attractive as well.”
Once again she seemed to
find his compliment offensive and tried to pull her hand away from his chest.
“Don’t bullshit me.”
Utterly baffled he stared
down at her. “Why would I make a bull shit on you?”
She gaped up at him, then
giggled. “Sorry, it’s a slang saying in America. It means don’t lie to me.”
He dropped to his knees,
their height difference putting her only slightly taller than him. He wanted to
look her in the eyes, begging her to see his sincerity even if she couldn’t
feel it. The darkness of her gaze grew and at this level the perfume of her
nectar was even stronger, making him tremble slightly with the roaring need to
bury his face between her thighs and tongue her to her release. The generous
pillows of her breasts called to him and he marveled that someone so small had
such abundance. Even though his conscious mind knew she wasn’t in heat, his
body demanded he take her, now, that he satisfy her every need.
“Casey, I will never lie
to you.” He inwardly flinched at the thought that he was lying to her right now
about who he was, but he pressed on. “You are beautiful. Where I come from men
would fight to the death for the honor of your smile.”
She let out a slow
breath, the scent of a healthy, fertile female filling him like the first rain
over the desert of Valdoon. “Where the hell are you from?”
“Someplace far away.”
“No shit. Wherever it is,
I know about a million women that would like to go there for vacation.”
The irony of her
statement wasn’t lost on him, and he smiled, enjoying the way her gaze kept
straying to his mouth. Moving slowly, he placed his hands on her hips,
resisting the urge to squeeze. Mary had said Earth women were self-conscious of
their natural softness, that having body fat was considered unattractive and
how they wouldn’t understand a Kadothian male’s intense pleasure at grasping
them where they are the most feminine. Like Casey’s beautiful rounded belly and
generous thighs. Just the thought of her lying on his chest, nestling his cock
against her giving flesh, had him fighting with everything he had not to rush
her.
She tilted her head to
the side and examined him. “You have the strangest eyes.”
“What do you mean?”
“They…kind of change
color. I mean, I know that eye color can change depending on the lighting and
the clothes you wear, but yours…” She reached out and touched his face again,
filling him with elation, “they go from aquamarine to an almost navy blue.”
He turned his head
slightly and brushed his lips over the tender skin of her forearm. Her response
was an immediate and maddening rush of desire. For the briefest of moments the
psychic shields around her softened and he read the desire, confusion, doubt,
and hope spinning through her. Wanting to heighten her arousal, he removed one
hand from her hip and grasped her arm, moving her hand so he could gently
nibble on her inner wrist. While she was unaware of the significance of the act
he rejoiced that his bride offered such a vulnerable part of her body to him so
freely.
“What are you doing?” she
asked in a whisper-soft voice.
“Tasting you.”
“Why?”
“Because you are
delicious.”
“Oh.”
After a few moments of
caressing her skin with his tongue and teeth she made a soft moaning noise.
Worried he’d hurt her, he looked up and found her watching him with half-closed
eyes, giving him a look so damned arousing that he had to choke back a growl.
Human males didn’t growl and they certainly didn’t howl their joy at claiming
their bride.
Unable to fight off his
primal urges any longer, he looked up at her. “Kiss me, Casey.”
The dart of her tongue
wetting her lips had his erection pressing against his pants. She began to lean
down slowly and he bit the inside of his lip, allowing his blood to flow and
fill his mouth. Only a drop or two was needed to start the hormonal chain
reaction, but he wanted to do everything he could to connect Casey to him
because his soul already belonged to her. Bonding ceremony or not, this young
Earth female was his Matriarch.
She hesitated right
before their lips met, close enough that they inhaled and exhaled each other’s
air.
Desperate at the thought
she might reject him, he did the unthinkable for a Warrior. He begged her.
“Please, Casey, please kiss me.”
A moment later their lips
met and elation filled him.
Soft, giving, gentle, her
lips explored his as he kissed her back, not seeking entrance yet, determined
to give her the kind of kiss that she deserved. Their noses rubbed together as
she changed the angle of her mouth, the sweet scent of her desire enveloping
him and making his whole body tense with need. He wanted to devour her, to
taste every part of her flesh, to make her climax until she fell into an
exhausted sleep, but those were later stages in the courting ritual. Right now
he lost himself in the glory of her maddeningly hesitant touch.
With a soft moan she parted
her lips for him and he took advantage of her surrender with a growl he
couldn’t stop. She tensed but before she could pull away he stroked his tongue
against hers, sharing his blood with her, marking her as belonging to him. Soon
her scent would change, merging with his so every male knew she had been
claimed as his bride, his beautiful Casey Westfall, soon to be Matriarch of
House Westfall and his alyah, his beloved and the future bride of his blood
brother, the Lord of Life willing.
The sensation of her
fingers stroking through his hair as they kissed sent pleasure spinning through
his nervous system until he had her clasped against him as tightly as he could,
her large and tempting breasts pressing into him and driving his desire higher
until it was an inferno of need. She tasted so damn good, like the essence of
joy, and he finally understood why Kadothian males considered finding their
bondmate life’s ultimate pleasure. He’d listened to their tales, had been
taught what would happen, but nothing had prepared him for this. Soon she was
tugging on his hair and kissing him harder, rubbing her body against his in a
silent plea for him to ease her need as her nectar spilled from her sweet body.
He wanted to take her,
over and over again, but if he did he would lose his chance to bring her back
with him, to have a full bonding witnessed by his people. Once she fully
transformed he could plunge his shaft into her willing body, but until then he
would have to be satisfied with this one stolen moment.
Tongues stroking
together, they kissed for what seemed like a lifetime, tasting each other and
burning hotter until Lorn was desperate to mate her.
Tearing his mouth from
hers, he leapt to his feet and tried to put some distance between them, afraid
he would soon be unable to control the primal need to make her his in all ways.
Her shocked gasp alerted
him to the fact that he’d moved faster than an Earthling could even as he
struggled to keep from hauling her decadent body against his.
“Forgive me, Casey.” He
quickly sent a message to Cormac on a mental link to come get him, now. “If I
keep kissing you, tasting your need, smelling your sweet pussy all wet and
waiting for my mouth I will not be able to control myself. I will tear your
clothes from your body like an animal and lick every drop of nectar from your
body until you scream my name.”
Lorn didn’t even try to hide
the hard rush of lust that filled him at the thought of making love to Nast
with their alyah watching. His wife had no idea what she was in for, but he
couldn’t wait to show her the reason why none of them would ever feel jealous.
But first they had to get her to relax and lower her shields all the way so she
could fully immerse herself in the moment.
Looking up at Lorn, Nast
smiled and a delicious wave of arousal came from Casey. “Let us get her
comfortable.”
Together they helped
Casey move up and she jerked at her restraints. “Come on, guys, untie me.”
“No,” Lorn said and
rubbed his lips over the swell of her breast with the bondmark. “You have no
self-control when it comes to pleasure, alyah, and while I love it, we get to
torture you a little for scaring us.”
She huffed at them, but a
smile played at the corners of her pink, kissable mouth. As if reading his mind
Nast leaned over and gave her a soft, tender kiss that left her pleasure-dazed
when he pulled back. Having been on the receiving end of one of Nast’s
devastatingly gentle kisses Lorn could sympathize with her stunned look.
Grabbing the bodice of her robe he swiftly tore it in two while Nast grabbed
the sleeve of her robe and ripped it. Together they shredded her clothing from
her in violent moves that had her wet and panting by the time she was naked
with her robe lying in ruins around her pale body.
Lord of Life, she was
beautiful.
Nast gripped his forearm
and pulled them down the bed so they were just beyond her tiny feet. With a low
growl he held his blood brother to him, enjoying the familiar perfection of the
other man’s body. They’d been together so long they knew each other’s pleasures
intimately and Lorn put that knowledge to good use, gripping the back of Nast’s
neck and drawing him in for a punishing kiss. Fire streaked through their bond
from Casey and he silently rejoiced she wasn’t upset about their touching.
Pleasure built hot and
fierce in his blood and he slipped his hand beneath the loose band of Nast’s
pants, curving his palm around the other man’s hard cock, milking some of that
precum which Casey seemed to like so much. Lifting his fingers, now coated with
lilac precum, Lorn held his hand to Nast and together they began to lick his
fingers clean, their tongues twining and their growls blending together.
Having Casey here
watching them had to be one of the most erotic acts of Lorn’s life.
“Holy shit, that’s hot,”
their little bride whimpered from where she was propped up at the head of the
bed. “I’m going to come from just watching you kiss.”
Satisfaction flowed
through Nast, matching Lorn’s pride in pleasing their woman. And she was their
woman; it was as plain as the moons in the sky, as true as his love. They were
meant to be together and his wife was finally beginning to accept that. The
more the men kissed the more her soul opened to Nast until it almost felt as if
the other man was already bonded to them. Lorn rejoiced in the sensation of
finally almost being completely linked to his blood brother like he’d yearned
to be all these years.
Nast grabbed Lorn’s ass
and pressed their still covered cocks together as they kissed, grinding against
each other while Casey began to moan softly.
“I can feel you,” she
marveled. “Both of you. Like you’re touching me.”
Pressing his lips up
against Lorn’s ear, Nast whispered, “I want you to take me, then I want Casey.”
The thought of Nast
moving over Casey, covering her small frame with his as he worked his cock into
her had Lorn close to spilling in his pants. He pulled back with a ragged gasp,
straining for control that was quickly stripped away by the sight of Casey
rubbing her legs together and squeezing her lush thighs trying to ease the ache
of her very wet sex.
“What a pretty pussy,”
Nast murmured. “I cannot wait to get my tongue into it.”
“Please,” Casey begged as
she strained against her bonds. “Eat me, lick me, make me come, Nast, please.”
“Oh, I will alyah, after
I take care of your husband.”
Both men stiffened as
Casey’s lust overwhelmed them. It was so strong Lorn had to close his bond the
slightest bit before his wife took away all his control. A fine tremor ran
through Nast and the need to fuck his blood brother filled Lorn with a
vengeance.
“Hands and knees,” Lorn
said in a voice barely above an inhuman growl.
Nast, of course, resisted
and the men wrestled on the bed. Soon Lorn had Nast pinned and moved enough so
Casey could watch him spit down the crack of his blood brother’s ass.
“You’re so fucking
dirty,” she whispered. “I love it.”
He gave her a feral grin,
flashing his fangs before planting a hand on Nast’s lower back and dipping his
head down to kiss along the hard curve of the other man’s buttock. Nast arched
with a low moan and Lorn quickly rewarded him by teasing the sensitive rim of
his anus, pausing to wet two of his fingers before he slid them into the
welcoming heat of his future husband’s body. The feeling of that tight, firm
entrance clasping around his fingers was enough to have Lorn finger-fucking the
other man fast and hard, eager to open his body enough to accept him.
“Take me,” Nast groaned
and got onto his hands and knees, the heavy muscles of his back and shoulders
flexing as he looked over at Casey.
She stared back at Nast
with a dazed expression and love wove into her lust, throwing them all higher
until Lorn was fumbling with the drawstring of his pants before shoving them
down enough to free his aching cock. Lorn groaned with the sensation of the
cool air on his oversensitive flesh, a sound quickly echoed by his wife and
lover. Spreading open the crack of Nast’s ass with one hand, he spit into his
other hand and smeared the lubrication over his cock. Once he was positioned at
the entrance to his blood brother’s body he looked over at Casey and began to
sink in.
With wide eyes she
watched avidly at where the men’s bodies joined and spread her legs. The sight
of her flushed, wet sex made his mouth water and Nast growled like a beast
beneath him. She was so aroused her sex contracted as she unconsciously raised
her hips as if she was the one receiving his cock, and in a way she was. As
connected to them as she was now she was feeling an edge of the sensations
filling both men. The burn of being stretched along with the hard pleasure of
pushing a cock into willing, hot flesh. It was so good he had to close his eyes
as he eased into his lover until their balls brushed each other.
A hard shudder worked
through Nast and he whispered, “Have to close myself off. Need to last. Need to
come in her.”
Lorn completely understood
and while he mourned the loss of Nast’s emotions it allowed him to concentrate
fully on Casey. He let out a snarl as she silently urged him to move with a
jerk of her hips. All finesse left him as he drowned in their mutual need, her
desires building his own until he felt almost like he was in rut, eager to fuck
until he couldn’t fuck anymore. Moving with harsh thrusts of his hips he
pounded into Nast, certain of his blood brother’s ability to take him. Nast
responded by squeezing with his inner muscles, gripping Lorn’s shaft as tight
as a fist. His heart filled with love and he opened his eyes again, looking to
Casey, needing to see her pleasure.
She was watching him and
wiggling on the bed, her magnificent breasts topped with hard little nipples
trembling with her shaky breaths. When their eyes met her love overwhelmed him
and he threw his head back, feeling overwhelmed from the pleasure blasting
through him. Nast fucked him back, meeting his thrusts until the sound of their
flesh slapping together mingled with the low growls spilling from them both.
His climax threatened and he fought it, working to prolong this intense
pleasure.
“Please, Lorn,” Casey
screamed. “Please come. Oh God, I can’t stand it.”
With a roar spilling out
of him he did as his wife begged, the first hard blast of his semen coinciding
with a shockwave through his bond with his alyah, followed by the warm pleasure
of her own orgasm. Her moans drove him crazy as he continued to press himself
into Nast, leaning forward so he could hug the other man, to tell him without
words how much he loved him, how much he loved them both. When his orgasm
stilled at last he pulled gently out of his lover and gave his ass a smack
before rolling off the bed on unsteady feet.
Star Rating Five Stars
A whole new world, a new race to learn about and love! Woot! Sign me up for the reaping ship please! ^_^
Casey's world is torn upside down by 'The Event', her sister is called back from leave due to martial law being insituted, and who cares about college now, right?
Meanwhile on a planet light years away, Kadothia, the High Council has discovered that Earth females are compatiable with the men of Kadothia, but can they risk sending them through when the wormhole is likely to close.... Do they dare not send them and risk losing more to the madness that overwhelms them when they are unable to find their Matriarch?
Against all odds they decide to go for it....
Meanwhile a couple of months have gone by and life is pretty much back to 'normal' after 'The Event' and Casey is working at a small grocery when in walks a tall hunk of man (Lorn) her hormones sky rocket, and she can barely form a coherent thought.
What follows after that is definitely worth a re-read a few times, maybe more ^_^ Oh and don't forget your batteries girls, lol! This book is extremely SCORCHING HOTT!!! Ann has created yet another fabulous series and world that I can't say enough good things about, the characters are seriously hot, sexy and oh man do I wish they existed in real life, lol! What's more she also adds in elements that you could so see happening in todays' world, like the martial law being instituted,...man when I read that in the chapter preview she had on her webpage my mind went NEED TO READ!!!! It grabbed me from the word Go!
I absolutely cannot wait to read the next in this series, and to answer the Awesome Domina's question (which book do I want to see next....)I'd have to say Paige and Commander Trenzant, I think their story is going to be a real tissue grabber, not too mention battery operated as well. Lol.
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