Torkel's Chosen: A World Beyond Book 1
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“I hope you find my dance as pleasing as I found yours.”
Faye froze. Torkel stood in the middle of the room watching her with brown eyes that sent desire shooting through her core.
“This music is appropriate for…stripping. I hope.”
The heavy beat of drums filled the room. Faye’s pulse skipped when she put two and two together. Her trembling fingers flew to her mouth to hold back her cry. Torkel had his arms above his head, hands clasped together behind his head. The submissive pose deceptive.
This man before her was dominant. In control. Tears burned her throat as she took in his dress. Or lack of. He wore his black leather loitte and nothing else. His skin glistened with oil.
“The tradition of the presentation was for a male to prove his worth to a female.”
Faye’s breath caught as he spoke and moved his hands through his hair then down his chest with agonizing slowness.
“His body was oiled to make him more appealing to her,” he continued. Large palms smoothed down his torso as the muscles undulated and rippled with his movements.
Faye swallowed, her heart falling in sync with the hard hitting drums.
“The loitte allowed her to see what he offered without the mystery of clothing to hide his body.”
Those stroking hands inched the bottom of the leather up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
He wore nothing underneath and the full jut of his shaft brushed his roaming hand.
“Have mercy,” Faye moaned, stepping closer.
“A woman had to make a life long decision based on what he showed her in those few seconds.”
He wrapped one hand around the base of his length and dragged it up to the tip. The other hand held his loitte out of the way for her to see. Watch.
“Was he strong enough?” Torkel squeeze the tip. His neck arched back on a gasp as he hit the sensitive rings.
“Was he hard enough?” He lowered his head and met Faye’s gaze.
Faye was wet. Wet and close to orgasm. She didn’t realize a person could be turned on with words alone.
“Would she choose him?”
Faye forced herself to walk not run toward him. Her hand reached out and covered his. “I choose you, Torkel Alonson. Always.”
He smiled and placed a whisper-soft kiss on her mouth. “I accept, Faith Reid. Always.”
Then he stepped back and continued his erotic rubbing. Faye moaned low in her throat.
“I don’t think my dancing can match yours but when I have you in that bed, I promise I will move my body over yours in ways you can’t imagine, Faye.” He bit his bottom lip and sucked on the full flesh as his hand pumped his erection once more before going to the clasps on the side of his loitte.
Torkel started from the bottom. The drums changed. Slowed its beat to pulse in time to his actions. He unbuckled the first one and the silver loosened, creating a split in the leather. A split that revealed more of his firm thighs.
Ba-boom.
Another buckle, his fingers slow as his thumb brushed over the clasp.
Ba-boom.
“You’re killing me, Torkel.” Faye squeezed her legs together, afraid the moisture would leak right down her thighs.
His lids lowered as he tipped his head to the side and licked his lips. “Not yet, Faye. I haven’t begun to show you what I have in store for you.”
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
Another buckle. The only thing keeping him from being completely bare was one lousy silver clasp. His hand paused. Faye waited with baited breath. The drums rose to a huge crescendo then silence reined. The clasp released and his loitte fell to the floor.
“Oh, my,” she mumbled.
Torkel approached steadily and lifted her into his arms. He laid Faye on their bed and hovered over her. “Ready?”
Ready? A thin sigh escaped. There was so much more to the man she’d met on the sands. This rougher version had a drugging effect on her senses. Faye closed her eyes, willing to spiral away on the vortex of pleasure he created.
“Open your eyes, Faye.”
Her lids fluttered.
“Watch. Know who’s taking you.”
Heat surged in her middle as he slowly thrust into her moist entrance. Every inch, every ring bumped against her sensitive nerve endings leaving fire in its wake. Faye balanced her hands on his shoulders, unable to look away.
Torkel eased back and slid forward. Slow. So slow she moaned and cursed at the same time. His throaty chuckle teased as he repeated the move. He knew what he did to her.
“You’re hard. So deep.” She could feel him all the way in her soul. Deep in her heart this man was a part of her.
“You’re soft. So tight.”
Back and forth he rocked, their gazes never breaking. Soon her breath came in short pants. Her mouth parted and Torkel took the opportunity to lean down to slide his tongue along hers. With patient licks and gentle nibbles, he made love to her mouth in the same manner he loved her body.
Her release when it arrived rolled over her in a gentle wave. Faye closed her eyes and arched up with a sharp cry. Torkel gripped her hips tight and pumped twice more before groaning and falling to the side of her.
***
“I love you, Chosen.”
Faye yawned.
Not the response he’d expected. Torkel grinned. “Have I tired you out with my stripping?”
Her blush delighted him. “Have I mentioned I love you, Torkel?”
“Yes.” Torkel pulled the sheets up over them and lay back on the bed. He enjoyed sex sharing with his Chosen but enjoyed the quiet time between them when their bodies curled into one another more. He also admitted there had been something special about this time. As a result his heart and soul were forever connected with her.
“Any word on Lindsey?”
Torkel folded his arms around Faye and arranged her in front of him. “I’m sorry. Team Two raided Tulu, the mining colony, but she never arrived. The trail is cold.”
She shivered in his arms and Torkel knew how hard she struggled to accept her part in her friends continued disappearance. “You’re not to blame,” he whispered in her ear pressing her closer to his chest. His heart.
“She tried to hold on. I promised her you’d rescue us.”
Her faith in him astounded him. Wanting to erase the anguish in her brown gaze, he promised, “I’ll find her.”
Faye leaned back. “Do you know her husbands?”
Torkel nodded. He’d met the two senators a few times.
“Can you get them a message? Let them know how strong Lindsey is. If anyone could survive it’s her.”
“I’ll contact them personally.”
She nodded and rested her head back on his chest. Torkel ran his hands down her back in a soothing motion. His Chosen. His heart.
Author’s Note
Torkel’s Chosen is the book I wrote for NANO 2014. I absolutely had a great time writing it and the muse kept the words flowing. I had no idea what would happen next until it showed up and then I had to scramble to keep up. The sex scenes especially gave me pause. LOL. A little more risqué then I’m used to writing but in this series it seemed appropriate for the Alpha men I plan to write about. Special thanks to my NANO buddy Samantha for the email exchanges which kept me on track.
If you read my novella, Mating Urge in the Love out of Boundaries anthology you might recognize the Jutak Warriors. They make a brief appearance when my heroine Ellie gets help from her friend Lissi. Next up is Arak’s story. I’d love to hear who your favorite Jutak is. J
About the Author
Michelle Howard enjoys a crazy life that involves wild kids, a loud dog, and a husband who tolerates the madness. Like many authors, she’s dreamed of writing since reading her first romance novel many years ago. She loves paranormal and contemporary romances and is a fan of the classic romances, such as Judith McNaught and Julie Garwood.
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Books by Michelle
* Honor Bound (Book 1 Warlord Series)
* The Overlord’s Heir (Book 1.5 Warlord Series)
* A King’s Revenge (Book 2 Warlord Series)
* Project Genesis (Alpha Squad)
* No Reason to Run (A Harmony Novel)
* Mating Urge (Love Without Boundaries anthology)
*Torkel’s Chosen (A World Beyond Book 1)
Arak’s story coming soon (A World Beyond Book 2)