by L. A. Boruff
Drrak watched them leave and felt his heart sink into his stomach. He could see her desire for him, but still she resisted.
Despite his heartache he would heed Frrar’s words. He would not give up—now or ever. A Pasha as perfect as Leelee was worth the pain. She was worth fighting for. He would take the lust she had revealed and let that sustain him… for now.
Arruk
Arruk could not take his hands off his Lily as they swung through the sha trees back to their new home. He needed her, needed to reaffirm their connection after so many changes and confrontations since joining the tribe and knew she needed that as well.
He was disappointed she hadn’t shown a more intense reaction to his twin, but what she had shown told him everything he needed to know. He had faith she would Choose Drrak now, after seeing her hunger for him and his for her. They just needed a bit more time together, needed to let their passion for one another simmer a bit more, until she let down her guard and welcomed Drrak into her heart.
Tor and Frrar stayed close as they traveled, touching Lily constantly, stealing kisses and caresses as she squirmed in Arruk’s lower arms, his upper pair busy swinging them through the thick, black branches.
When they finally made it to their newly-built hut, high in a sha tree on the outskirts of tribe territory, Arruk was nearly mad with the need to taste her. As soon as he was past the curtain of fronds hanging over the entrance, he laid her on nest of srrk leaves making up their bed and followed her down. Hooking his fingers in the sides of her panties, he quickly pulled them off, spread her knees, and dove at her, burying his face between her thighs.
Groaning at her taste, he licked and sucked at her center like he was starving, already too lost to pay any attention to Tor or Frrar when they dropped to either side of her. He ate at her, swirling his tongue around her hard little nub before pushing as deep inside her as he could, until her fevered cry broke through the haze clouding his mind.
“Please, now!” she demanded.
Giving her pussy one last, long lick, Arruk sat back on his heels and guided her hand toward him, wrapping her fingers around his maleness, urging her to press on the cluster of nerves at the base above his shaft. She had given them permission to stimulate their own knots back in the cave, but he still craved her touch there, needed her to be the one that made him hard and ready.
Within a moment he was almost-painfully swollen and dripping for her. Lining himself up with her center, he tried to calm the urgency riding him as he pushed inside her slowly, feeling her hot wetness stretch tight around his thick cock.
He set a slow pace, burying himself inside her in long strokes—hard enough to make her body rock against the nest beneath, forcing a cry from her throat every time he bottomed out, but slow enough to savor the still-new sensation of mating.
He listened to Lily’s sounds of pleasure, waiting until her moans rose in pitch before he began to quicken his thrusts, his hunger to see and feel her peak burning within him. When the sweet, breathy sounds turned to sharp, needy cries, he gripped her hips with his upper hands and her thighs with his lower pair, lifting her lower half and fucking her harder, pounding his cock inside her while grinding his knot against her clit every time they came together.
His gaze stayed glued to her face, loving the expressions she made as he gave her pleasure; her bright green eyes glazed, her pink lips parted on panting breaths, her body writhing beneath him.
“Arruk! I’m—” was all she got out before Arruk saw Frrar cover her mouth with his, swallowing her scream as she peaked.
He felt her center tighten around his maleness, felt it ripple and squeeze his length, and let go of his restraint, pounding into her ruthlessly. He froze suddenly when his own release hit him, buried himself to the hilt inside her, and grunted with each spasm as he filled her with his seed.
He withdrew slowly, letting her feel every ridge and vein on his still-hard shaft with her slick, swollen opening before lifting one of her legs higher, kissing then nipping the inside of her knee as he laid down on the nest beside her.
Frrar
Frrar grinned with predatory hunger when Arruk finished and lay down on Lily’s other side, taking Tor’s place while Tor moved to kneel on the nest above her. Lifting his mouth from hers, he slid his lips across her cheek to her small, rounded ear, licking the shell before growling lowly, “My pussy now… ”
Groaning in pleased approval when she moaned her consent, he crawled backward down the nest until he was even with her bent knees. Sliding his tail between her legs, he rubbed it teasingly against her pussy, feeling her slickness wet his fur, rumbling deeply in satisfaction when she moaned at the touch.
Gripping her hips, Frrar flipped her over effortlessly, positioning her on all fours before kneeling behind her.
My beautiful mate.
His gaze slid from her long brown hair, falling in a cascade over her shoulder, down the graceful arch of her back, to her rounded rump as he pressed on his knot to make himself hard for her.
He would never tire of or take for granted her show of trust in him, and he knew he would always hunger for her touch. His need for her was never ending. It had only been a few days since he had been inside her and, yet, it felt like seasons had passed since he’d sated himself with the feel of her body.
Notching himself in her opening, he entered her just slightly, teasing her before pulling out to rub himself on her swollen nub. His tail whipped side to side behind him in excitement when she groaned at the sensation and tried to push back and take him, but he only rumbled and held her still as he kept playing with her.
“Frrar,” she urged from beneath him.
“Yes, my Lily?” he rasped, his voice giving away how much his teasing affected him as well.
“I need—”
That was all she got out before he surged forward suddenly, burying himself inside her hard enough to make her rump shake and force a cry from her lips. He felt her walls clamp down on his shaft, but held himself still, just barely bumping his hips forward, not giving her enough stimulation to push her over the edge.
He wasn’t sure what had come over him, but he felt the need to remind her of their connection in the most primitive way he could.
She needed more mates, and while he knew he would feel more at ease when she was better protected, he was deeply afraid that by not waiting for her to show interest in growing her harem, by planning to bring her more males without her knowing, he would somehow lose her in the process.
That thought left him feeling panicked, but he couldn’t turn back now, not with all the threats they faced. His heart would bleed if he lost her favor, but he would spend every day of his life working to earn it back. He would never give up, would never quit or tire of his pursuit until she welcomed him back into her harem. But if she died because he was too afraid to do what needed to be done, he would cease to exist. He would take his own life to follow her to the next one.
Even if she never forgave him, he would at least have the comfort of knowing she lived, of seeing her beloved face.
The risk of losing her heart was worth it, if his actions kept her alive.
Drawing his hips back, he withdrew until he was barely inside her, then slammed forward. Her scream of pleasure sent a shiver down his spine and stiffened his tail to nearly the point of pain.
Goddess, I need her.
Bowing himself over her back, he fucked her hard, feeling her silky skin slide against the fur of his chest and belly as they rocked together. He stroked her sides, stomach, and thighs feverishly, starved for the feel of her flesh under his palms as he moved inside her.
“Kiss, Lily?” he heard Tor ask, his tone carrying his usual mischievousness.
Raising his head, Frrar saw his harem brother kneeling in front of Lily, saw her small hand stroking the other male’s shaft, and saw her small pink tongue flick out to lick it before she took him in her mouth.
Groaning at the sight of her giving pleasure to his harem brother
, Frrar felt his own desire flare and thrust into her harder, pushing her body forward to take Tor’s maleness deeper between her lips.
They swayed together as one, moving faster and faster but never losing their rhythm, their growls, groans, and moans growing louder as their peaks approached until he couldn’t hold back his release any longer.
Frrar straightened and gripped her hips with his lower hands, his upper still caging her waist, and let go of the last of his control, pounding into her hard enough to make her small body tremble with each plunge.
He felt her release come over her at the same moment that his hit him. He threw his head back and roared as he flooded her pussy with his seed.
His limbs felt as substantial as srrk leaves when he pulled out of her and collapsed on the nest. His heart sounded like thunder in his ears, so loud and fast he almost didn’t hear Tor speak, but he felt the nest shake and peeled open his eyelids to glance over, seeing the other male pick Lily up into his arms.
Tor
Tor almost lost the last of his control when Lily’s scream of release vibrated his shaft, but just managed to hold back. He wanted, needed, to be inside her when he let go.
He gazed down at her when she slid her lips off his maleness, saw the question in her eyes, and smirked wickedly.
“Oh no… I can’t come again, Tor!” she sputtered, her eyes wide and glazed with desire.
“Can. Will,” he growled back, baring his sharp teeth in a hungry grin.
He hooked his upper hands beneath her arms, lifting her and bringing her to his chest as he sat back on his heels.
“Stubborn male,” she gasped with an incredulous huff of laughter, but wrapped her shaking arms around his neck anyway.
He rumbled in response, sure his smile was both hungry and smug, as he used his tail to aim his cock at her dripping pussy. Tor let her slide down his chest, both of them groaning when she was impaled by his achingly hard shaft.
Once she’d taken all of him, he bent to attack her mouth, kissing her hard as he kept her legs spread wide. Without any build up, knowing they were both too excited for it, he fucked her fast and deep, battering his hips against her until their cries and the wet sound of their sex echoed into the forest around them, the walls of their hut doing nothing to muffle it.
When she choked out a scream into his mouth, he knew she was close and slid his tail between their heaving bodies to flick and rub her clit before using it to explore her, circling her opening where he impaled her, then farther back.
Tor was wholly unprepared when the small touch caused Lily to jerk her lips from his and gasp. He could see her shock as her eyes went wide, but the moan that spilled from between her pouty pink lips and the feeling of her pussy clamping down on his cock told him that, shocked or not, she liked what he’d inadvertently done.
His own eyes went wide as excited fascination and lust flooded him, but before he could do it again, she came. Hard.
A snarl pulled at his lips when she threw her head back, his need for her making him feel feral as her sharp cries escaped uninhibited and her body shook and convulsed in his arms. He tried to resist, wanting to explore her more, but her peak forced him over the edge, her tight pussy spasming around his shaft more than he could take.
He gasped and slammed her hips down over his, grinding her atop him while he kept brushing his tail back and forth over the new spot he’d found behind her center. Burying his face in her neck, he fisted her long brown hair, grunting and jolting with each spurt of cum he gushed into her.
Tor tipped forward when Lily went slack in his arms, laying her down on the nest but being sure he maintained their connection. Propping himself on his upper arms, he caught her lips, kissing her lazily as he cupped her breasts with his lower pair. Her hips twitched upward, forcing his cock deeper, every time he brushed his thumbs over her tight nipples, making him smile. He loved the way she reacted to him, loved how much pleasure he could give her.
He continued to fuck her leisurely, keeping his maleness buried deep inside her as he rode out the last of his release until, when it passed, he sat up, eager for his second favorite part of mating.
Watching the spot between their bodies, glad his night vision was just as sharp as if it were day, he pulled his cock back ever so slowly.
He felt Lily raise up to see what he was doing, heard her mutter weirdo with unmistakable amusement in her voice, but didn’t look away, just rumbled a laugh and kept his gaze glued to where his shaft stretched her open.
Sliding his tail out from underneath her, he tapped her clit with the tip, making the walls of her pussy flutter around him. Rumbling continuously now, he withdrew his length from her a bit at a time until he was free. The breath shuddered out of him as he saw their combined fluids leak from her pink opening, watched as they glided silkily over her fur-less skin.
Tor wasn’t sure why seeing that brought him so much satisfaction, but he also didn’t really care about the why. He knew he loved it and knew that Lily indulged his oddness, and that was enough for him.
After cleaning them both, Tor waited while Arruk picked Lily up and settled in the center of the nest with her on his chest, all of them laughing when she proclaimed she was dead, before he laid down on one side of them. Frrar, after pulling off her foot coverings, laid down on the other side, all of them exhausted and more than ready for sleep to claim them.
Tor was almost asleep when he thought he heard a familiar-sounding groan coming from deeper in the forest.
Drrak.
Tor was torn between amusement and sympathy, realizing the scarred male heard them mating.
He remembered vividly what it felt like to be an unmated male—to both yearn for acceptance and, yet, be terrified of being Chosen—all while knowing his chances of finding a female who would overlook his defects were slim. That was before Lily had found them and shown them how incredible it was to be mated, that there was at least one female who trusted them enough to let them be fully who they were.
Tor wanted Arruk’s twin to know what it was to be loved by someone so special and extraordinary as his Lily and sent a prayer up to the Goddess that she would open her heart to Drrak… preferably before Frrar angered her by bringing her suitors when she hadn’t asked him to do so, and she closed her heart to all new males.
The End. For now…
Chosen (Chosen Series Book 1)
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One minute Lily is trying, and failing, to run her grandmother’s farm—her last remaining connection to her family. The next, she wakes to find herself in a cold, sterile cage surrounded by monsters, with no memory of how she got there. Accidentally abducted by alien poachers, unsure if she will live or die, she is dreading the worst. What she doesn’t expect is for her captors to dump her on an alien planet, leaving her to fend for herself. Now, she must fight to survive the planet... or die trying.
Frrar, Tor, and Arruk have been Searching endlessly for a mate to belong to, someone to finally accept them, but they are losing hope. The time of cleansing, when the great waters drown the land, draws near. They are on the verge of abandoning their search and fleeing the forest when they spot a strange, tiny, two-armed female. They are immediately drawn to her, fascinated by her differences, but they must act fast to save her life, and their own, from the coming flood.
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Tribe Outsider (Chosen Series Book 2)
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Despite being dumped on a primitive alien world, Lily is adapting to life there, with the help of Frrar, Tor, and Arruk. But they can’t stay in the safety of the caves forever. The flood waters have receded and it’s time to join the rest of the tribe…
While traveling, their group meets a familiar face from Arruk’s past – a man half feral and covered in vicious scars. Something about him draws Lily in, despite those who already hold her heart. But that isn’t her biggest concern.
Can Lily keep the Tribe Mother from
discovering just how much being with her has changed her new mates? Will the tribe accept her, a stranger in their lands? Or will Lily have to fight the very people who were supposed to offer her safety and a home?
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Lacey Carter Andersen: Her Alien Romance Excerpt
Chapter One
Mara’s eyes flashed open, and in a second, her heart was pounding, drowning out all else. She gasped for air, feeling as if the weight of the world was crushing down on her chest. As her eyes adjusted to the bright lights, she instinctually scooted backward until her back hit a wall. A chill that seemed to go from the core of her soul radiated out, causing goose bumps to erupt on her arms. Slowly, painfully slowly, the room came into focus.
It was about the size of a closet, but with metal walls. The door had one window, with bars on it.
She curled further over her body, realizing for the first time she was naked. Where am I? How did I get here?
Racking her brain, she realized something that made her freeze. She had no idea.
Her long, brown hair fell over her back and shoulders in a tangled curtain. It was her only protection from the chill that hung in the air, like a doctor’s office. Hours or perhaps long minutes seemed to stretch out as she searched her memories for something, anything, that could tell her how she’d ended up there.
At last memories drifted back. She was a buyer for an exclusion retail shop in California. It wasn’t the kind of job that fulfilled her soul, but it gave her security. Something she needed more desperately than air after all the uncertainty in her life.
She nibbled her bottom lip, thinking of her small condo in the city. Of her sporty convertible that she drove through the streets like a bat out of hell, flirting to get herself out of ticket after ticket. How did that woman, with a façade that even the most intuitive person couldn’t see through, end up here? But no matter how she tried, she couldn’t remember.
