by 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 stop 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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Mated to the Warrior Prince
Galactic Alien Mates Book Two
Aria Bell
She's the bodyguard, but who will save her from the warrior prince?
Melika Gendressa's job should be simple. Protect an alien from the assassin robots sent to kill him. Only Vorgyn Mar'Don is a Jardan prince...a muscular, dominant, sword-wielding warrior. It's hard to keep focused on the mission when she's constantly distracted by his sexy, intimidating presence and her own searing desire. Worse, Prince Vorgyn rejects her help, believing he's more than capable of defending himself, thank you. The only hope she has to stay close to him is to become his courtezhana—become his mate. She'll do whatever she has to...only she soon learns being mated to an alien prince has quite a few perks of its own...
Prince Vorgyn wants nothing more than to crush the cowards who keep sending robots to kill him. So the last thing he needs is this tiny, tempting human female getting in his way, distracting him. And she is distracting. Her eyes. Her body. Her...everything. Protocol be damned, he wants her as a mate. To make her his in every way possible. But when his enemies turn their sights on Melika, nothing will save them from his wrath, and nothing will stop him from protecting his mate.
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More Romance from Etopia Press
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
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Three-ways Till Sunday
Lea Cruz
A weekend threesome with two sexy billionaires could be more than she ever dreamed...
Margarita Acuna—Margo to her friends—arrives in Miami with her boorish boss to discuss a business merger with Wilson Berretta, the hottest financial firm on the East Coast. The PR photo of Damien Berretta has Margo fantasizing about his exotic good looks—and wondering if he likes curvy girls. But a string of bad luck on the way to the terminal leaves her anything but prepared to face the smooth, sexy billionaire, whose devilish green eyes awaken images of the primal, misty jungle.
Damien Berretta's clearly losing his mind. He's scheduled a session with his personal trainer, the perfect Liam McCabe, owner of the Perfect Body fitness line. Only he's late for his meeting with the folks from Pinnacle Financial to discuss a possible merger. He should have rescheduled, but he figured ten minutes with Liam McCabe was better than nothing at all. Was it just too cliché to have the hots for your personal trainer?
Liam McCabe knows Damien lied about "forgetting" he had an important meeting. He can't help wonder if maybe—just maybe—the way Damien looks at him might mean he's interested. Liam can only hope. His conscience tells him he'll have to break it off with the woman he's seeing—she deserves a lover who's not thinking of someone else when they make love. But ugh, does that make him the creepy guy that preys on his clients?
When fate arranges for the three of them to meet at one of South Beach's most exclusive restaurants, it's three-way fireworks all around. But when Margo's boss decides to put the kibosh on her weekend getaway, their relationship hits the wall. Unless Damien and Liam can convince Margo that there's only one kind of merger that's important...and it's all about the three of them.
Reader note: contains m/m/f ménage elements, interracial/multicultural romance, BBW heroines, male/male love, and mansions on the water with kitchens we can only dream of
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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.
Cont
ains light BDSM and erotic spanking
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Maggie’s Mates
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
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Excerpt from Mated to the Jardan Warrior
Chapter One
Sergeant Nena Brax
Galactic Space Force
Traveling through hyperspace was one of the least exciting parts of being a space cop. It didn’t matter that I’d been sent to arrest one of the famed Jardan warriors on a distant space station near the galactic rim. The adrenaline rush of a new assignment had worn off hours ago, even though bringing a wanted alien to face justice was one of the more dangerous parts of my job.
Sometimes I filled the travel time with a few naughty VR vids. The naughtier the better, especially if it had been a long time since I’d been laid. A girl was entitled to a little fun. Even an interstellar space officer needed a little spice once in a while, especially so on these long trips from the galactic core to the farthest settlements.
My job was to bring hardened criminals, alien and human alike, to justice in a galactic court. Screw bounty hunters. They had nothing on me. I was Sergeant Nena Brax. I had the full weight of the Galactic Imperium behind me, along with a blaster and a badge.
But right now I was more interested in having the full weight of something hard and hot buried inside me. Like I said, a girl could get a little restless, a little frisky, on long trips alone. I had the ship on autopilot as it traveled through hyperspace. I also had the Virtual Reality setting on my helmet display engaged. And finally, I had the sensation-shift bodyglove on beneath my flight suit, directly against my skin. The bodyglove allowed me to “feel” and “experience” the scene in my goggle display with one hundred percent accuracy. The bodyglove wasn’t regulation approved by any means, but I meant it when I said these hyperspace jumps from the galactic core to the outer rim took forever. This helped take the edge off before a tense takedown of a dangerous alien.
So instead of the controls of my small, sleek space cruiser and the view of stars streaking by the cockpit, my mind was seeing a luxurious suite on the sea resorts of Old Airus. I knelt on a huge, wickedly soft bed. I was completely naked. All around me there were big windows showing the tumultuous green sea of Old Airus. The waves were just as stirred up and wet as my body was at the moment. My juices had soaked my pussy, making me slippery and hot with need. The ache in my core was deep and demanding. It drove all thought from my mind except the need to be fucked and fucked hard.
As I wanted. As I needed.
The male ready to do me was standing nearby. He was a Colbix, an alien species from the planet Iyrus. He was large and sheathed in muscle. His broad shoulders and heavily muscled chest were bare, showing his blue-green skin. His eyes shone bright gold. His molten gaze was riveted on me as if I were the only thing in the world that mattered. That intense stare and the huge bulge in his pants only pushed my desire even higher. Made me hotter. Made me wetter.
I could hardly stand it. I was dizzy with my own desire. So filled with need that my lips parted and I began to pant. If only he would touch my pussy, give me some pleasure just to take the edge off this burning lust. I yearned for the contact with every fiber of my being, from my glistening wet folds all the way to my lust-heady brain.
He did not come to me easy. He made me wait. A smile curved his lips as he watched me squirm. Then his gaze traveled down my nude body, lingering on my breasts where my nipples peaked, so hard and tight they ached for his touch. I moaned, helpless to control the sound from escaping my lips.
“Beg me,” the huge Colbix male demanded.
“I won’t,” I said, panting, even though my body was already begging.
He grunted and slowly, deliberately, skinned down his pants, letting his gigantic cock free. It jutted from his heavily muscled body, long and hard. It was so big around I didn’t think I could encircle it with my thumb and forefinger. The thought of him thrusting that huge cock into me made my knees weak. I was lucky I was already on the bed.
“Beg me,” he said again.
“Please,” I begged, unable to take my gaze from his cock.
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me. Fuck me until I can’t move. Please, please, please.”
He smiled at me, full of alpha male assurance. Another hot zing of lust ripped through me. I sat back and spread my thighs for him, letting his eyes feast on my glistening folds, so wet for him. I tilted my head back and watched him through half-lidded eyes.
He came for me, swaggering across the floor to me, that tempting cock swinging hypnotically. I was so wet I was soaking the sheets.
He didn’t need any more encouragement. I needed no more foreplay. Just watching this powerful male had me drenched and ready. Begging him only drove my arousal to new heights.
With one powerful thrust, he sheathed himself in my pussy and sank balls-deep. I gasped with pleasure as my slick pussy stretched to take him. My core fluttered around him with little electric thrills of pleasure. He must have liked the sensation, because he grabbed my hips, withdrew until only his cockhead was in me, and set to ravishing me helpless. And I was helpless enough after only a few strokes of his hard cock ramming home. Helpless and moaning and writhing with pleasure. The orgasm was building fast, and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I was going to come hard and soon—
Alarms sounded and the images in the VR display and the sensations from my suit cut out as the computer broke into my fantasy world and ruined it. My body still tingled and ached with lust from the pleasure the bodyglove
had been replicating, stimulating my body and clit and even deeper—
“Leaving hyperspace in three, two, one…” the bland computer voice announced.
I let out a long, frustrated sigh after my helmet view had switched from the VR scene. I’d abruptly gone from the stunning world where an alien fucked me in the luxurious living quarters on the Old Airus Sea back to the bland technological world of my starship’s tight cockpit. My body was still screaming with need, unsatisfied. My pussy was soaked and throbbing with outrage thanks to my little sex-world masturbation fantasy being cut off before the climax. Literally right before the climax.
Damn computers! So much for a girl taking the edge off.
The streaking stars ended with them returning to pinpricks of light again. The cockpit display field of my small police cruiser showed the huge, irregular shape of Kyel Yost Space Station. The station was made of spherical living areas all connected by long tubular corridors and attached to three massive hangars. The station orbited the large planet of Soepra.
I took manual control of my ship and steered it toward the nearest hangar. My heart was still pounding. My tension was higher than when I’d left. I still felt that edgy need deep in my core because my arousal had been thwarted before my happy ending. I mumbled a curse. I really needed a shower. A cold one. It had obviously been far too long since the last time I’d been laid. Now that I thought about it, I hadn’t had a good fucking since Cahlun, my last boyfriend, and I had split up. Our galactic police careers had taken us in different directions. We’d parted friends, but right now my body wanted something male. Warm. Strong. Ready to fuck. Friend or enemy—when I got this turned on, I didn’t even care.
