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TBT: Alien Salvation

Taming the Nobek...


“Lindsey,” he whispered, and she shivered to hear her name on his lips before his kiss swallowed her mouth. 
She rubbed her belly against the staves sandwiched between them, and Japohn groaned into her mouth. His body stiffened. He held her so close she thought they might meld to one another.
She ground against him, rubbing hard against his cocks and he groaned again, louder. Lindsey pushed one hand between them, massaging his sexes through his formsuit. He went rigid all over. She felt the slow pulse of his release, the warmth of his seed wetting her abdomen through their clothes. She ached for her own climax, wanting to feel the Kalquorian plunging into her depths, but Lindsey knew anticipation would make their eventual coupling all the more delightful. She’d always been a proponent of delayed gratification, and she had every intention of making Japohn reward her for her patience later. She had no doubt that he would willingly do so.
He unlocked his mouth from hers. A smile quirked his features, the relaxed expression making him the most striking of his clan. Lindsey’s ardor went up a few notches to see how stunning he was when not scowling. She felt her power keenly, her ability to ease the most bestial needs of men. It was heady stuff.

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WIP Wednesday - First Mataras: Maryam

This wasn't supposed to happen...


“What were you thinking just now?”That I want what I have no business desiring. She shoved that aside, opting for an answer that didn’t feel like a betrayal to Briel. “It’s only been two days, but I enjoy being pregnant. I feel—” She paused, searching for the right word.“Complete?”Ugh, why did people always equate a woman having children with achieving life’s greatest goal? “I don’t believe you have to have someone else in your life or a baby to be complete. Though it’s been a goal of mine, one which repeated failures of have caused great grief, I’m a perfectly whole person on my own.”“I’ve struck a nerve. No offense was intended.”Maryam drew a breath. “Sorry. Coping with being seen as less because I couldn’t have children has made me somewhat sensitive to the subject. I didn’t mean to bite your head off.”Pana patted his skull. “Head still intact. Whew.”She laughed. How had Briel missed so much of the good in him?He returned to the earlier subject. “You were saying you like being pregnant, that it makes you feel—?”“Expansive. Yes, that’s what I wanted to say. That I have more than I did before, even though it’s not my child.”Pana grew serious, his gaze contemplative once again. “You carry him. I think that makes him partly yours, in some sense. You might not have conceived him, but you give him life. It looks good on you.”Again, Maryam was reminded of the clandestine attraction she had for him. She abruptly realized she leaned toward him, yearning drawing her close, against her conscious will.He must have felt it too, because he moved in her direction, leaning down. His purple eyes filled her vision.This can’t happen. Step away, Maryam. Put distance between the two of you right now.Instead, she rose up on her toes to meet him. His arms were strong around her, pressing her against his body. His lips were soft and cautious, making her lightheaded as they drifted against hers.                  All thought disappeared as she gave herself to Pana’s kiss.
Releasing late 2019.

Monday Motivation

Friday Fiver Challenge

Five questions about a Kalquorian universe character. Can you name this person?

1. I lead my clan...until my Dramok grows up and takes over.

2. For what she's offering, she can have all the food in the shuttle.

3. I found whom I was looking for long before I realized it.

4. I was a bounty hunter before I fought in the war.

5. If you'll excuse me, it's time to walk the foolish (but gorgeous) Earther.

Who am I?

TBT: Sister Katherine

Learning all about desire...


Miv moved into her touch, coming closer.  His face filled Katherine’s vision.  She saw only him, and yet it was as if she saw all of creation in him.  All the wonder.  All the joy.  All the heartache.  All the danger.  And all the splendor.
His fierce visage softened.  His breath warmed her face as he drifted closer.  When their lips touched, Katherine felt a simultaneous jolt of electricity and a gentle melting through her being.  The steel of Miv’s arms surrounded her, and she sank into the security of his protection.
She was safe.  Nothing could harm her when this man held her.  Katherine felt it with all her soul.Miv’s mouth moved over hers, its demands gentle.  The wet rasp of his tongue teased the softness of her lips and she gasped at the intimacy.  Taking advantage, the Nobek’s tongue slipped forward to tease hers.  Katherine tasted him.
She couldn’t have named a flavor to describe him.  Words like beast, primitive, hunger, and need occurred to her rioting brain.  Perhaps his taste had no real name except that of man.  And not just man.  Miv.
The strange feeling in her gut that Katherine had mistaken for illness, what Degorsk had told her was desire, grew huge.  Her stomach roiled with the sensation that was heat and ache and need.  When the kiss deepened and Miv’s tongue stroked hers, sandpaper-ish and utterly delicious, the sensation seared her until Katherine thought she might ignite.  She thought she might know how a volcano readying to erupt must feel, with lava seething until it must escape in cataclysmic explosion.  Her body trembled with the force of it.
Miv’s mouth slipped from hers.  Only now did Katherine realize that she had somehow ended up in his lap, her body cradled and held close to his.  Suddenly the reality of what was happening crashed in on her, brought fully to consciousness as Miv looked at her with an expression of devotion, longing, and worry.
His voice seemed to rumble through her sensitized body when he spoke.  “You are not afraid of me, are you?  I would not hurt you for anything, my Matara.”
“I shouldn’t be doing this.”  Katherine lay still in his arms, fearing the least movement would bring about her destruction.  Not from Miv, either.  
Her sex hadn’t merely dampened.  Like when she’d let Miv kiss her before, the fabric of her panties clung soaked to her crotch.  It was blatant proof of how her body readied to mate.  Her base nature had responded to the need to couple, to make children even though the man it responded to was not of her species.  She desired Miv.  Even fear for her virtue and knowledge of giving way to sin did not keep her from wanting it.

The Earth/Kalquor War seems far away to Sister Katherine and the nuns of the convent on Europa.  That changes in an instant when an enemy spyship arrives and invades the tiny moon colony. 
Katherine’s world is torn apart when she learns she is to become the mate to a clan of three fierce Kalquorian men.  How can she save herself or the convent’s children from their conquerors when her body, heart, and soul cries out for the blasphemous touch of her captors?  How can it be that her peoples’ sworn enemy is her only chance for true salvation?

Sister Katherine is the companion story to the bestselling Alien Conquest, Clans of Kalquor Book 3.

Mild BDSM, including captive sex/forced seduction, anal play/intercourse, bondage, Dom/sub play, and multiple sexual partners (m/f/m/m).  
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WIP Wednesday - First Mataras: Maryam

A bargain...


Dergan’s jaw snapped shut with such force, Kels heard his teeth clack together. For his part, the Dramok stared at Maryam. She stared back, her expression set with determination. With effort, Kels dragged his gaze from her to Ihas. “It’s not – is this possible?”“Theoretically, yes. I’m already in communication with a fertility specialist on Kalquor, who will assist me with the process.”“Fetal implantation from a Kalquorian to an Earther has never been attempted.”“Correct. And we’ve only just begun to sort out the biological differences.”Pana interrupted, stepping close to grip Kels’s arm. “We don’t have time to second-guess this. It’s now or never, my Dramok.”Ihas added, “With the specialist’s guidance, I’ve started the process of preparing Matara Maryam’s body for pregnancy and am monitoring the progress. So far, it looks good for the procedure…the only problem is whether her body will do what’s required before the fetus fails.”A muscle in Maryam’s jaw twitched, but her expression remained resolved. Kels took her in; her frame was far shorter than Briel’s, but sturdy for its size. Sturdy enough?“That’s the only problem?” he pressed, unconvinced.Ihas barked a humorless laugh. “To start with, it’s the most important. Along with the fact I’m not well versed in female biology. The fertility specialist will advise me via live-vid if your child survives long enough for the transfer.”“How likely is this to work?”“I’ll be honest, Dramok. The odds of success are not good.”“I’m willing to try.” Maryam’s voice didn’t tremble. No matter what, she was firm in taking on the challenge.Kels glanced from her to Ihas, then Pana. His Imdiko nodded. “When the doctor suggested it, she didn’t hesitate. Matara Maryam is willing to do this for Briel.”“On one condition.” Maryam’s eyes narrowed.Kels could well imagine her stipulation. “You wish to be freed once the child is born. Or if the procedure fails.”Maryam’s gaze shifted from his for a mere instant; the first real waver in her resolve. It disappeared quickly. “Those are my terms. No release, no transfer.”You’d like me to believe that. However, the momentary break he’d discerned told Kels Maryam bluffed. Though Briel’s clan had kidnapped her, she continued to care for their Matara. Kels knew Maryam would go through with the procedure even if he refused to let her go.
Releasing late 2019

Monday Motivation

Friday Fiver Challenge

Five clues describing a Kalquor universe character. Do you know your Kalquor?

1. I meet the most interesting people at parties.

2. When I'm not playing doctor with one guy, I'm running from a scary (but sexy) Nobek in the forest.

3. "Up against the wall" has a whole new meaning for me.

4. Little did I know my nurse would become royalty.

5. I didn't mean to start anything, but 12 books later...

Who am I?

TBT: To Clan and Conquer

A work of art...


Right in front of him was what looked like the mold of someone’s naked ass and upper thighs hanging behind the desk.  Degorsk’s back was still to him as the Imdiko fussed with some storing files on the desk surface, and Tranis quickly looked to compare the cast to the live man.  Degorsk’s green tunic covered the upper half of his buttocks, but from what Tranis could discern from the close-fitting trousers, the sculptural piece was indeed derived from him.
He looked at the muscular swells of the mold and thought about having that ass beneath him.  Enfolding him.  Holding him tight as he pumped in and out of it.  His cocks warmed with interest.
As Degorsk turned to him, settling that delicious rear on his desk, Tranis moved his gaze to the room’s other ‘art’, hanging on the wall to his left.  A vid still photo met his eyes.  It depicted two big, furry, awkward ronkas fucking in a field.
Tranis shook his head.  “You really enjoy shocking people, don’t you?”
Degorsk grinned, completely unrepentant.  “I love to see the looks on new crewmembers’ faces.  You should see how huge your eyes are right now.  And yes, that is my ass.  Done on a drunken dare, but it looks good, doesn’t it?”
Tranis refused to look at it again.  He was still coming down from the kurble match, and wanting to fuck remained a high priority after the game’s excitement.

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WIP Wednesday - First Mataras: Maryam

A costly decision...


Dergan’s strength wavered, on the brink of failing. He grasped Maryam’s shoulder, and she jerked, gazing up at him with blue-sky eyes.                 “As much as you hate me at this moment, it’s nothing compared to how much I hate myself,” he rasped.Maryam’s startled expression grew to deeper shock. She halted to face him. “Right now, it’s hard to get a handle on how I feel. I’m angry, yes. Heartbroken. Scared.”“Earth won’t take you back, will they?” He knew the answer but couldn’t keep from asking to hear the awful truth.“If they do, it will be to execute me.”Dergan’s heart stuttered. Kels had heard rumors that such judgments had been handed down, but they hadn’t been able to credit it. A death sentence for being abducted, just because sexual intercourse might have occurred? Even if it had, there was no mercy if it had been against a woman’s will? “What the hell is wrong with your government?”“Good question. When you find the answer, let me know.” Maryam twitched a humorless smile.His transgression was worse than he’d believed. Dergan made helpless motions, unable to grasp how it had all gone wrong. “I can’t apologize, because it won’t be enough. I can’t possibly atone for what I’ve done."“I appreciate you realizing that.” Her expression had softened. She looked at him with something resembling compassion and seemed ready to say more. 
Releasing late 2019.