Warriors of Risnar 4
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“That’s two.”
“Fiend,” Selena groaned. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“Good. I don’t think I’ll last past the next one.”
“Roll over, you big lug. I feel like a sprite being screwed by Goliath. That’s not a hint to shrink the good stuff, by the way. Oh, shut up, system. I’ll decipher sprites and goliaths for you later.”
Chuckling, Arga rolled them over carefully so that Selena was on top of him, making sure he didn’t budge from her pussy. “I think I have the basic idea, whether the translation program gets it or not.”
“Good. Give me a second to catch my breath. Then prepare for my revenge.”
“Oh, please.” Arga shifted, moving so that his pelvis ground against her clit. Son of a bitch, he had her number. If she got any wetter, she’d rent herself out as a waterpark.
He refused to behave, rubbing Selena’s ass, gyrating so that the gorgeous pressure of his cock provided enough friction to set her hair on end. The striped tease.
At last, Selena had put up with all she would from him. She propped herself up on his chest and glared at his mischievous expression. He snickered and kept moving.
“You think you’re funny, don’t you? I’m going to inform the system of a new word, one you’ll learn to respect. It’s called Kegels.”
Arga’s eyes widened as she clutched the fine, fat cock he’d given her to ride, her interior muscles drawing on him. “Oh. Yeah. Thank you.”
“Damn straight there’d better be a thank you.” Still flexing, Selena crept forward, letting him loose until she reached the end of him. Then she moved back, capturing him once more. She clenched.
A ribbon of sound drifted from Arga’s lips. Low, but definitely a growl. She’d made him growl like a feral beast. It was Selena’s turn to grin.
“What was that? You want more? By all means.”
The tails were in play again, one wrapping around her waist, the other ivory-and-brown striped length clutching an ankle. He gripped her ribcage in his hands, beneath her jiggling breasts as she rocked over him. Stroking, long and smooth, taking him to the base before lifting so that his length slid with galvanizing friction over her hot spot.
Slipping. Plunging. Pounding. Slamming.
Without her conscious control, Selena took Arga hard, bouncing over him. It should have been impossible, but already her body clamored for that sweet oblivion again. She rode him in a frenzy, taking what she so desperately needed. His hips rose to greet her on the way down. Their flesh met with whip-cracking strength.
Under her palms, Arga’s skin was slick with perspiration as he continued to growl with effort. His clean, woodsy scent permeated the air. Selena breathed him in. Her sex clutched without her conscious control.
So soon? Could it be? Orgasm once more barreled toward her, her loins tightening in that familiar precursor to detonation. “Harder. Bigger!” she shouted.
He swelled within her, his teeth bared in animalistic fervor. The feral expression was as exciting as the flesh that joined them. He yanked her down, grinding and grinding his pubic bone over her clit, setting off a spark, then fireworks, then—
Selena’s whole body froze, stiffened and clenched, the ripples moving up her spine, suffusing her. Arga used his tails and hands to piston her over him as hard and fast as he could.
It was his turn to go rigid. The spasms of his release quaked through Selena’s core, a cascade of warmth filling her as he let go. She fell over him as he jerked and moaned, kissing his face as he whispered her name over and over.
They lay there for a long while, not speaking. Simply holding each other, in no hurry to do anything but bask in the presence of love. Wherever they ended up—living out their lives in the sleepy village on Hahz on Risnar, or on another planet in a new colony—Selena was assured of being in the right place.
With Arga.
The End
Author’s Note
Worlds Away is the fourth book in the Warriors of Risnar series. The first three books, published by Carina Press, aren’t currently available on Smashwords. Be sure to look for them at your favorite booksellers.
Warriors of Risnar: Not of This World
Jeannie Gardner escapes from her captors’ clutches only to find herself trapped on a planet far from Earth. When she is discovered by a muscle-bound warrior, she must prove to him, and the Council of Elders, that she is not a creature set free from a lab, but a sentient being from another planet.
If she succeeds, they will send her home. If she fails, she will be executed.
Risnar warrior Kren Bolep is duty bound to protect his village from the Monsuda and their creations. But this small pink-skinned female is different, special. As the bond between them grows, Jeannie’s vulnerability invokes Kren’s protective instincts, and he vows to uncover the truth and secure her future.
But there is a bigger threat looming. The Monsuda are coming to get Jeannie, and they’ll use whatever means necessary. When Jeannie is taken, Kren is forced to choose—disobey the Elders and place his people in danger, or lose the only person who makes him feel whole.
Warriors of Risnar: Worlds Apart
After escaping her alien captors, Anneliese Thompson has reclaimed her life on Earth, but she never forgot the Risnarish man who set her free. Now he’s back with an ominous message—the Monsuda are coming for her again. To survive, she must return to his planet and let his people help her. But this former soldier is done sitting on the sidelines—this time, Anneliese wants in on the fight.
Risnar warrior and scientist Nex Clauhahz searches for the former captives he freed from the Monsudan hive. Anneliese’s fire and strength instantly draw him to her. He vows to do whatever it takes to protect her, even if he has to save her from herself.
As alliances are threatened and new enemies are uncovered, Nex and Anneliese search for a way to defeat their common foe. With everything she cares for teetering on the verge of destruction, including her own warrior strength, Anneliese must prove her loyalty and worth—and embrace a second chance at love and a life worth living.
Warriors of Risnar: Worlds Collide
Engineer Velia Farrah always wanted to see an alien up close. Now that she’s assigned to study the top-secret portal linking Earth to other worlds, she’ll get her chance. But when a fierce, gold-skinned alien from Risnar leaps from the portal and whisks her back to his home planet, “up close” takes on a whole new meaning.
Believing Earthlings had killed his fellow warriors, Jape Bolep is determined to destroy Earth’s access to Risnar once and for all. Grabbing a curvy handful of a human wasn’t part of the plan, but he has no intention of letting her distract him from his need for vengeance—no matter how much he aches to make her his.
Both are ready to do battle over right and wrong and good and evil, and their combustible relationship burns hotter than the sun's surface. But distrust and treachery from all sides leave Velia and Jape in a fight against their own people to keep each other alive—and to ultimately save both Earth and Risnar from total destruction.
Other books by Tracy St. John available at Smashwords.com:
To Protect and Service: Ravenous Virtue
To Protect and Service: Righteous Fury
THE CLANS OF KALQUOR SERIES:
Alien Embrace
Alien Rule
Alien Conquest
Alien Salvation
Alien Slave
Alien Interludes: Clans of Kalquor Short Stories
Alien Redemption
Alien Refuge
Alien Caged
Alien Indiscretions
Alien Hostage
Alien Revolt
Alien Outcast
CLAN BEGINNINGS
To Clan and Conquer
Clan and Conviction
Clan, Honor, and Empire
Clan and Crown
Clan and Command
Clan and Conscience
OTHER CLANS OF KALQUOR BOOKS
Sister Kat
herine
Michaela
Joseph
Shalia’s Diary Book 1
Shalia’s Diary Book 2
Shalia’s Diary Book 3
Shalia’s Diary Book 4
Shalia’s Diary Book 5
Shalia’s Diary Book 6
Shalia’s Diary Book 7
Shalia’s Diary Book 8
Shalia’s Diary Book 9
Shalia’s Diary Book 10
Shalia’s Diary Book 11
Shalia’s Diary Book 12
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