by Aria Bell
“Oh, Vargyn!” I cried out.
He smiled; I could feel his smile on my pussy as his lips spread wide.
He waited for the first rush of my orgasm to begin to recede, then he slipped out of me, rose over me, and impaled me on that giant cock of his.
I cried out again as the new orgasm sneaked up on me at the sensation of his cock moving in and out of me, his rough hairs brushing my clit that was stretched taut around his girth.
He rode me hard, until the orgasm crested and I couldn’t do anything but buck wildly against his thrusts. Then he thrust once more and went still, spilling his seed inside me.
We came down together, breathing hard.
“I knew you would cry out my name,” he said.
I smiled and raised my hand to stroke his hair. My metal hand whacked him on the side of the head.
“Oops,” I said, reaching out with my left hand. “Sorry.”
He just took my broken metal hand, pressed his lips to the back of it, and smiled at me.
EPILOGUE
Melika Gendressa
Celebration Square, Syrelundra
“You look beautiful,” Prince Vorgyn told me, embracing me from behind. His big hands slid down my body and came to rest on the swollen dome of my pregnant belly. “I love you, my little Ron-Zishu wife.”
I leaned my head back against his hard chest, smiling, filled with love and incredible happiness that made me feel light enough to float away. Light enough to float away despite the heavy weight of Vorgyn’s baby inside me. He was already a great father. Attentive. Maybe even too attentive. Sometimes I suspected he wanted to spoon-feed me my meals so as not to overstress my arm lifting my own silverware.
I laughed gently. “Beautiful? I’m the size of an intergalactic scow.”
“You glow, my mate. Our child will be strong. With both our hearts, he will be a warrior of honor.”
“He…or she,” I teased. I had refused being told the baby’s gender. I wanted it to be a surprise. “You would make a good father for a daughter.”
He grinned. “Yes, or a daughter. She will be strong and beautiful like her mother. And no doubt, when she grows older, she will be the bane of my existence.”
I couldn’t help it. I reached up and drew him down into a sweet kiss. “I love you too, my big, strong, overprotective warrior.”
“Don’t ever forget how much you mean to me,” he rumbled. “Now, let’s go present you—and our child—to our people.”
We rode up the moving stairs to the top of the ten-meter podium in the city center of Syrelundra. I took a deep breath as nervous flutters attacked my belly. That and a good kick from the child I was carrying. Boy or girl, it was going to be delivered by C-section, since it was already the weight of human twins.
The medstaff didn’t have to tell me my baby’s gender. I knew just by its sheer weight, and by the pride the medstaff and everyone else around me seemed to show each time it was weighed and had grown even larger, that I was carrying a baby Jardan warrior who would rival the size and strength of his father.
Who I’m sure would be the bane of my existence.
I stood beside my prince with his big arm wrapped around my shoulder, holding me close.
“Ready?” he asked, as we approached the doorway that lead to the balcony.
“Ready.”
In the days and months following the attacks on Vorgyn, the rebellion had been crushed out before the sparks of war had caught fire. The leaders of the rebellion were all wealthy and powerful Jardan nobles with ties to the Gotanz Guild or off-world conglomerates. They didn’t have enough loyal warriors to defy him openly, so they’d resorted to assassin bots and blackmail. Privos Har’Karn had been one of the first to be sent to prison.
There was peace and stability again on Avoloxa. I had a new robotic hand, this one specially made to fit my human arm and covered in synthetic skin that exactly matched mine. And I was the wife of Prince Vorgyn Mar’Don.
And I couldn’t be happier.
My heart was beating fast and my mouth dry when we stepped out onto the dais and I saw the size of the crowd. There were too many Jardan to count. Hovercams. Lights. Cheering crowds waving banners and flags.
“Do we have to make speeches?” I asked as I goggled at the huge crowd.
“We only have to wave and look impressive.”
“You can look impressive,” I quipped. “The only thing impressive about me is the fact that I’m able to stand under the weight of this belly.”
He laughed. “I remember how quiet you were when you were first presented to me. You hardly dared look at me. You did my bidding without question. Ah, how I miss those days.”
I kicked his ankle, subtly, so no one would notice. He ignored me utterly and waved at the crowd. A cheer went up around us to rival any I’d ever heard.
“Whatever happened to those days?” he asked, smiling out at the crowd.
I waved and smiled at the crowd, and they erupted into another wave of delighted cheering. “Your first mistake,” I said, “was raising me to blood of the clan.”
He leaned in and kissed me. The crowd roared louder. Confetti flew from the rooftops of the dais and floated out over the city.
“My first mistake? It was the best decision of my life.” He smiled at me and then smiled back at the crowd. “They love you,” he murmured against my neck, making me shiver with delight.
“Little do they know I can no longer keep you safe when I’m stuck like a box purtel on its back most of the time.”
He tilted my head so he could look deep into my eyes. “I am here to protect you forever. To protect our family. I will never fail the woman I love, Melika Gendressa. My mate. My wife.”
My heart swelled with so much love for him I thought it might burst. The crowd began to chant our names. Vorgyn… Melika… Vorgyn… Melika…
We smiled and waved to them. The people of Avoloxa and the citizens of Syrelundra had been so accepting of me that it brought tears to my eyes. I’d retired my tsungstel fighting stick and my other weapons…for now. I would have a baby to raise. But I would still be watching my prince’s back, even if I didn’t fit into my kenvo suit again for a while. I’d always be guarding his back. He made me feel sexy and wanted, beautiful and strong, smart and safe. How could I not love him?
I loved him and he loved me.
Now we had a planet to run, a child to raise, and a lifetime to devote to protecting each other. And I would do it all, mated to my warrior prince.
~ About the Author ~
Aria Bell loves to write and read SF Romance. Her stories have larger-than-life males indulging in larger-than-life sex with feisty human women. She lives in the Midwest with her family, which includes a dog and a cat. Her Galactic Alien Mates series has two books so far. Mated to the Jardan Warrior and Mated to the Warrior Prince. Both are standalone stories with happily ever afters.
~ Also by Aria Bell ~
Mated to the Jardan Warrior
Galactic Alien Mates Book One
Aria Bell
A tough space cop chasing a fierce alien warrior. This girl has just met her match...
Nena Brax is a galactic police officer on the hunt for Ryrke Zo'dan, a fierce and renowned Jardan warrior wanted for murder. The alien Jardan are known for their incredible strength, honor, fighting spirit...and skill as lovers. But when things go wrong, a starship crash leaves both Nena and Ryrke stranded on a primitive planet with no hope of escape. In order to survive, they are forced to join a native tribe where Nena has no choice but to be mated or be banished. Only who should step forward to claim her? A certain wanted and sexy alien warrior who is able to command her body with the slightest touch...
Ryrke has sworn an oath of vengeance upon the corrupt space station judge who framed him and murdered his friend. But when the exasperating human female shows up to arrest him, his plans are quickly derailed. After saving her life, he finds both his heart and body drawn to the small, brave human. Soon Ryrke will sto
p at nothing to possess her. He's determined to prove the Jardan are not only powerful warriors but equally potent lovers. But what is he to do with his new human bride when he has an oath to uphold and danger is on the horizon?
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Tevra Enslaved
Alien Catch Book Two
Jayne Ripley
To own her, first he'll have to survive her...
When Tevra Ivvo's cargo ship is captured by the merciless Zon, she's sold into the bustling slave market on Jaurlan. On the auction block, stripped nearly bare for inspection by the various human and alien bidders, Tevra must pretend to submit long enough to enact her final plan: killing the slave master unlucky enough to place the highest bid and getting herself and her crew off this godforsaken planet. And the handsome, powerful man who's just bought her to warm his bed will never see the knife coming.
Master Gavron Dynaris, owner of the largest energy farm on Jaurlan, hates the slave system as much as he hates the Zon and has dedicated his life to his plan of bringing them down from the inside and freeing the people on the oppressed planet. He's also hiding a secret. He's a lycanari—a genetically engineered shape-shifting species that can transform into an Ancient Earth wolf—and if the wrong people were to learn what he is, he'd face an instant death sentence. But when he sees Tevra being sold at auction, he's struck by her fierce pride...and his wolf is struck by the need to claim her. After winning her with an absurdly high bid, his struggle to get his headstrong bedslave to trust him begins, while his plan—and his true nature—must stay concealed. But it's hard to keep secrets once she starts trying to stab him with dinner knives, and once she makes it clear she'll die before she submits to him.
Until he gives her a good spanking...
Reader note: contains light bondage, light capture elements, and erotic spanking
Maggie’s Mates
Logan’s Wolves Book One
Alexa Fox
A werewolf P.I. A reluctant alpha. And a jaguar princess who just wants to mate...
Maggie Marsh was at the Bayside Club for one reason and one reason only: to mate. As a jaguar shifter, and worse, jaguar royalty, she's kept on a very tight leash. Particularly since her parents are trying to arrange a royal match. But she's in heat—and the burning, throbbing need to find someone to mate with is too powerful to resist. So when the sexy wolf shifter plows into her and nearly knocks her over, she can't believe her luck. Logan Kane is tall, gorgeous, and so sexy she's dripping with desire. She's determined to have him, until she meets the second wolf of the evening, the charming Matthew Mason, a private investigator who informs her that Logan Kane is more than he appears.
Matthew's had a crush on Logan since their school days. But Matthew's not a high-ranking wolf, and Logan's father was the alpha—until Logan's brother Zane killed him and usurped control of the pack. A duty that should have fallen to Logan. There's no chance a should-be alpha would pay a bit of attention to someone like Matthew. But he has other fantasies besides those involving Logan—fantasies of being with a woman, fantasies of being with a cat shifter. So as the beautiful, black haired jaguar puts the moves on him, he's not about to turn her down.
Logan wants nothing to do with being the alpha or dealing with pack politics. He just wants to leave the country to escape the half million dollar bounty Zane has placed on his head—for his delivery to Zane, dead or alive. But when Matthew's partner winds up dead in the parking lot, and somebody starts shooting, it becomes clear that Maggie and Matthew have made themselves targets as well. Thrown together to escape Zane's assassins, Maggie begins to realize the three of them have something else in common—their animals have all claimed each other as mates. A ménage relationship would be complicated enough, but mixing wolves and cats? The threeway sex is so hot, she doesn't care that they're wolves. And Matthew can't believe he's finally with Logan. But when things go sideways and Logan has to step up and take control, he teaches Maggie why even a jaguar princess must obey her alpha, and teaches her that a good spanking can be oh, so good...
Reader note: contains MMF ménage, including male male love, spanking, and hot romance elements intended for adults
Curves for Fighters
Quick & Sexy Wolves Book Two
Zoey Thames
Two powerful werewolves. One irresistible woman.
Ruth, a curvy, good-hearted Oklahoma girl, drives limos for Mirage Confidential, a company that specializes in chauffeuring wealthy paranormals around New York City. When she's dispatched to a rundown martial arts studio to pick up a billionaire werewolf alpha, she's certain she has the wrong information. What would a rich and powerful man like Brian Barrington be doing at a fighting ring in the Bronx? Yet, after watching an intense sparring round between the attractive Brian and his equally hot MMA trainer, the sight of the two half-naked men has her imagination in erotic overdrive. And that was before she accidentally stumbles upon both men locked in passion in the back of the gym. She's going to need a miracle to survive this pair of clients, who already have her internal thermostat dangerously close to overheating...
Brian might be one of the world's richest and most powerful werewolves, but that doesn't mean he's let it go to his head. In his downtime, he trains as a mixed martial artist with his best friend and fellow shifter, Dominic. Being bisexual, they enjoy each other's company in every way possible, but what they really enjoy is sharing a woman between them. And the sweet little BBW in the chauffer uniform is already setting them both on fire. Trouble is, winning the trust of the fascinating human woman is trickier than either of them imagined. Both men agree, she's one worth fighting for, but are they ready for a no-nonsense, full-bodied country girl with curves that have them ready to beg for mercy?
Reader note: contains m/m/f, ménage elements, BBW and billionaires, and male male love
And Bailey Makes Three
Billionaire Bad Boys Book One
Lea Cruz
A threesome with two hot guys might be just the break she needed…
Bailey Castillo is having a horrible Halloween. First, she was fired from her job for no reason by her boss, Doug “the Douchebag” Duchene. Then her friend Ana and her hook-up ditched her at Club Estrella, the exclusive nightclub on Miami’s swanky South Beach, leaving the big, beautiful Bailey all alone in her Cat Woman costume with no one to dance with and nothing to do. And now she’s drawn the attention of the creepy guy in the cheesy Batman suit, who won’t take no for an answer.
That’s when she hears the deep, sexy voice behind her—“There you are, precioso mio, I’m sorry I’m late…”—and turns around to face the hottest, sexiest, biggest version of the Terminator she’d ever seen. What else was she supposed to do but reach up and kiss him? And when she can’t quite pull her lips from his, and he doesn’t pull away either, it isn’t as if she can help it. After all, he was rescuing her from Batman. It would be ungrateful not to let him finish his rescue…
But the Terminator—the hot, Latino Diego Rio—wasn’t alone. He was there with Noah Wilson, the sexy, blonde male-model type, and the vibes they’re sending out suggest they want her. Both of them. Together. Bailey’s never had a threesome before, but after the day she’s had, a ménage a trois with the gorgeous blonde limo driver and his sexy Cuban lover might just be the universe’s way of making it up to her. But when they take her home to the palatial penthouse condo on the beach, Bailey realizes things might not be what they seem, and her two bad-boy lovers might not be who she thinks they are. But how can she think about all that when the sex is just so good…?
Reader note: contains m/m/f ménage elements, BBW and billionaires, interracial/multicultural romance, and male male love
Captain’s Captive
The Alien Catch Series, Book One
Jayne Ripley
This space pirate isn’t ready to be caught and taught…
Among space pirates, Rhihann is one of the best, a specialist who infiltrates starships and steals them out from under
any captain unlucky enough to be at the helm. This time though, there’s far more on the line when she’s forced to steal a wealthy noble’s ship for a vicious crime lord. The mission should be a cakewalk, except this alien captain isn’t like any other male she’s gone up against. He’s big, he’s smart, he’s dominant, and he’s able to get the drop on her. And once he takes her prisoner, he tolerates exactly zero nonsense. Worst of all, he’s somehow discovered her secret submissive desire to be spanked…
Arlen is an undercover law-don officer with just one mission—stop the illegal death-cage matches on Havva Station. When Rhihann tries to steal his ship, he’s forced to capture her…but he’s at a loss for what to do with the pretty human who’s so skilled and so dangerous. The passion between them won’t be denied, and Rhihann longs for Arlen’s large, strong hands on her flesh. His low-level psychic powers tell him when she’s lying and when she’s turned on by punishment, but he clearly can’t trust her. Yet he’s forced to do exactly that when he must disguise her as his consort and go undercover, and one wrong move by either of them will mean their deaths. There’s deadly trouble aboard the space station, and the captain and his captive have stumbled right into the middle of it.
Contains light BDSM and erotic spanking
Excerpt from Mated to the Jardan Warrior
Chapter One
Sergeant Nena Brax
Galactic Space Force
