by Lee Savino
She believes the world is a better place when there's a little magic in it.
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Read on for an excerpt from her alien romance, Mated on Hades…
Excerpt: Mated on Hades
"Welcome to your new home for the next four twenty-cycles," he said, stepping aside so she could enter the cabin behind him, his tone dryly sarcastic. "As you can see, you would have been better off with my parents."
Rather than telling him that the room was about the size of her entire living space back on Earth—and unlike her home there, this room wasn't crammed with equipment—Jules just looked around as she walked past him. Sparsely furnished, the massive bed on the far wall dominated the whole area. It was even bigger than the bed in her room at Tobik and Sirilla's, and she'd thought that was huge.
Turning around, she enjoyed the disgruntled look on Tarrik's face as he set her bag down next to the open closet door. Since his clothing seemed to consist mostly of pants and a kind of tunic vest that she'd seen on a lot of winged Hadesians, there was plenty of space for her meager belongings.
"This looks great," she said. "As long as you keep to your side of the bed."
Now his expression was almost infuriated. "Of course I will. I'm not the one who can't keep her hands to herself."
"Excuse me?" Jules' hands slammed onto her hips as she glared back at him. "Since when have I not kept my hands to myself?"
"Uh, that would be last night when you kissed me."
She gaped. "You kissed me!"
"I sure as hell did not," he snapped back. "I'm not even attracted to you."
"Is that why your cock was digging a hole in my stomach last night when you kissed me?"
"Look, just stay on whichever side of the bed you pick, keep your hands to yourself, and this trip will be over before you know it."
Jules was still sputtering and trying to find a good retort as he swept out of the room. Jerk! She couldn't believe she'd let him have the last word.
"Stupid butt monkey," she muttered, flopping back onto the bed just to see how it felt. It was ridiculously comfortable of course. Which only made her more irritated with him for some reason, even though he had nothing to do with it.
He'd definitely kissed her first.
At the very least, they'd kissed each other.
Her lips pursed as a wicked idea occurred to her. It would be playing with fire a little bit... but on the other hand, he definitely deserved it. And it would be even more amusing than keeping his ship grounded until her say so.
Just as that thought flickered through her mind, she felt the reverberations of the ship as it began to blast off. Excitement surged. She, Jules, who had never even thought she would see planet other than Earth, was now on her second spaceship this week and off to see a whole bunch of planets.
While part of her couldn't help but wonder what was happening back on Earth, if anyone was helping those in need, another part of her was thrilled to be on an adventure. New places, new beings, new things to see and do... If this was how traveling made Tarrik feel, no wonder he didn't want to give it up.
As soon as she thought it, she scowled. She didn't want to feel sympathy for him dammit.
Pushing any thoughts of the alien male aside, Jules made herself get up from the bed and start unpacking. The sooner she was done, the sooner she could explore the ship.
The systems were running perfectly, the entire crew was happy, and Tarrik was feeling a lot better than he'd expected. The only thing that would make this trip better was if Juliette wasn't on board.
Not that she was in the way. No, she was entirely helpful, going out of her way to make herself useful.
Tarrik told himself he wasn't jealous over the way she and Mrik had obviously bonded. They definitely weren't behaving as though they were sexually attracted to each other—Tarrik knew that Mrik would never move on Tarrik's female regardless—but he still got a gnawing feeling in his stomach when he saw them laughing together. It might be more envy than jealousy though... she definitely didn't smile at him that way or laugh with him...
Not that he'd given her any reason to.
Because I don't want to, he reminded himself for the umpteenth time. The problem was that saying it wasn't making it true.
She was beautiful when she smiled. Engaging when she laughed. The rest of the crew definitely liked her, she'd already made fast friends with his maintenance engineers, Lessys and Sasslys, who were both Vloss and mated to each other. When they asked if Juliette had ever seen anything like them before, she said they looked like miniature Godzillas, without the back plates. The whole crew found this hysterical when Myrik looked up what she was speaking of.
So he wasn't in the best mood by bedtime.
His mood got a hell of a lot worse when he laid down and Juliette announced she was going to take a shower.
"Great," he said. And then nearly choked when she started undressing right in the middle of the bedroom. She pulled her shirt over her head, revealing tanned skin, soft mounds of her breasts filling out her feminine support, a gently rounded stomach that he suddenly ached to draw his tongue over... When she began tugging down her pants, he finally managed to find his voice again even if it did sound like he was being strangled when he spoke. "What the gark are you doing?"
Juliette glanced at him and he bit back a groan as her pants slid to the ground, revealing muscled legs and tight-fitting panties. The white underwear wasn't the sexiest he'd ever seen, it was more utilitarian than anything else, and yet he found he couldn't look away. The temperature in the room seemed to have risen by a few degrees and his tail was lashing back and forth furiously as his cock started to swell.
"I'm taking a shower," she said, blinking at him like he'd said something incomprehensible.
"The shower is in there." Pointing to the facilities, he shifted slightly to hopefully cover up his growing erection.
"Why do you care?" she asked, pulling off her support garment. Tarrik almost whimpered as her rounded, full breasts were revealed, perfectly sized to fit in his palm, with tightly ruched brown nipples just begging for attention. His erection swelled to fullness and his tail had taken on a mind of its own—any attempt to control it was useless. "You're not attracted to me, remember?"
Turning, she bent at the waist to pull her undergarments down, giving him a glorious view of her ass before she sauntered into the bathroom.
Closing his eyes didn't help in the least. The image of her naked body was burned into his retinas. Gark it, he didn't even want to forget.
When he heard the water turn on, he did groan, because now all he could think about was the hot water sluicing over her body, caressing her skin the way he wanted to.
Garking...
Laying back in the bed, Tarrik jerked off the tunic he was going to sleep in out of respect for her. Immediately he fisted his hand around his shaft and groaned as he began to pump, closing his eyes and picturing her rounded bottom and the little smirk on her lips... the way the water would slide over her breasts and stomach and down between her legs... he hadn't gotten nearly as close a look of that as he'd wanted to.
He'd seen images of nude human females though, and his feverish brain extrapolated for him.
Wet flesh, ripe and ready for him.
He pumped his cock harder, faster as he imagined her bent over for him, the way she had taken off her underwear, his hand slapping against her ass as he pounded into her from behind, his tail twining around her breasts...
He wanted her bad.
Pleasure surged and his jimen spurted, sticky and hot onto his stomach, leaving him only slightly less wound up.
Was he... was he masturbating? Jules' paused as she washed her hair, her body flushing as she heard another low masculine groan, just barely audible to her. Yeah, so much for not being attracted to her.
Of course,
she was very much in the same boat. Just stripping down in front of him had given her a little thrill. She’d never known she had a little bit of exhibitionist in her, but she’d definitely gotten turned on feeling his eyes sliding over her naked skin with every article of clothing she’d peeled off. It had made her feel freaking sexy.
Knowing he was out there jerking off after the little show she’d put on…
Well that just made her feel even sexier.
It didn’t help that she hadn’t gotten laid in… geez, it had been months since her last encounter with the male kind. So she also had a lot of pent-up sexual energy to work off.
Her hands moved over her body, slick and soapy, touching her hard nipples and massaging her breasts before moving down her stomach. Leaning back against the cool wall, she kept one hand on her breast while the other slipped between her pussy lips. Biting her lip to keep her own moans quiet, she closed her eyes and pictured him coming into the bathroom, watching her touch herself…
Then he wouldn’t be able to stay back. He’d step in, crowding her in the shower, his body hot and hard against hers as he lifted her up, and she’d wrap her legs around his waist as she slid down his body and right onto his hard cock.
Shuddering, Jules managed to keep her noises to heavy breathing as she rubbed out a hard, fast orgasm that took the edge off but didn’t completely satisfy her. She didn’t want to take too long in the shower though; she definitely didn’t want him to think she was in here getting off to him… the same way she was pretty sure he was getting off to her.
Stepping out of the shower, Jules quickly dried off and went into the main cabin. The lights were already dim and Tarrik was on his side of the bed, the sheets pulled up to his waist and he’d built a wall of cushions down the center of the bed. His muscled chest and arms were clearly visible—he’d taken off his tunic and it lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. Had he been wearing anything else? Or was he naked under the sheet?
Don’t think about that!
In the dark, her body thrumming with sexual frustration, Jules was no closer to sleep than she had been when the lights had been turned on. Despite the wall of cushions between them, she was far, far too aware of the insanely sexy alien on the bed with her, less than a foot of distance separating them. How much body heat did a Hadesian emanate? Because she swore she could feel him.
Then she really did feel something, touching her ankle between the sheets, and she shrieked, kicking.
"Sorry, sorry!" Tarrik's deep voice actually sounded sincere. "That was my tail, sorry."
Jules' heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to go right out of her chest as her fear of the unknown settled.
"Well get your tail under control," she hissed at him, pulling her legs up slightly, closer to her body and telling herself that she definitely was not going to think about the possibilities of a tail that had a mind of its own.
"It's not exactly easy," he hissed back. "I can smell your arousal. So don't bother lying and telling me that you aren't."
Heat flushed her cheeks and she was very glad the room was dark enough that he wouldn't be able to see her blush. "That's just a physical response—and you were the one who started jerking off while I was in the shower!"
"You stripped down in front of me!"
"You said you weren't attracted to me!"
"I lied, alright?!" There was a strange ominous red glow in the darkness and suddenly cushions went flying. Tarrik loomed over her, wings spread slightly in his agitation. Holy fracking radiation. He freaking glowed in the dark. "I'm attracted to you, okay? That doesn't mean I want to mate you."
"I don't want to mate you either, you overgrown ignoramus."
"But you want to fuck me, right?" From the way he said ‘fuck’, she could tell he’d looked up the human word at some point but that it wasn’t terminology he was used to. The glow of his skin brightened a little more, illuminating her body as he taunted her, his own sexual frustration clear on his face. It was eerie and sexy all at the same time and this time when his tail curled around her ankle, the heat of his flesh warming her skin, she didn't jump or kick.
"Oh shut up and do something useful with your mouth," she snarled back, reaching up to grab his face and pull his lips down to meet hers.
Mated on Hades
The Celestial Mates agency always knows what - or who - you need.
Tarrik would do anything to avoid breaking his mother's heart, so he begrudgingly signs up for Celestial Mates and agrees to come home and settle down once the agency finds his match. There's just one catch: he's not ready to give up his free and easy life traveling the galaxy. And he's doing exactly as his mother asked, so what will it hurt if he makes himself as unappealing as possible on his mate application?
Juliette is a woman on the run. Her attitude, and more importantly her hacking skills, have pissed off all the wrong people. Now the target of a contract hit, she's decided the solution to her problems is to leave the planet as fast as she can. The Celestial Mates program is exactly what she needs. By the time her "mate" realizes she's impossible to live with, hopefully it will be safe for her to return to earth. She wasn't counting on a seriously hot alien who looked like the devil and could do the most sinful things with his tail...
The sparks fly at first meeting when their chemistry ignites. But they can barely stand to be in the same room with each other.
They shouldn't work at all.
But Celestial Mates always knows best.
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