The Love Goddess Brands Her Cowboys
By
Raven Knight
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The Love Goddess Brands Her Cowboys
By
Raven Knight
Chapter One
Star Hart rammed her bare foot into Norris’s puny balls and her third cousin and would-be assailant let her go, clutching himself and tumbling to the carpeting, howling like a baby. “You can’t get away from me!” he yelled his florid jowls jiggling and Star didn’t wait for him to recover to see if he was right. She should have known that her enemy would stop at nothing to deflower her and thus gain her power.
At a blink of her eye, angel wings sprung from her slender shoulders and she flew through the ceiling, through the blazing orange sky and into outer space. Having left the Golden Planet, she no longer had control of her destination and spiraled through the air, unsure of where she’d land. “Mama,” she called out telepathically. “Please…help me find a safe place to hide.”
And just that quickly she felt her mother; the love goddesses’, peaceful aura settle over her and her twirling seemed to slow down. Darkness enfolded her as she touched down and when she opened her eyes again, she was standing naked on the grounds of a large ranch, a warm summer breeze caressing her already overheated skin. She was coming into season, ready to bloom into her full sexual powers and she felt every bit of it. Unfortunately for her, with her enemies, it was like a homing beacon for the otherworld Lotharios hoping to bed a future love goddess and gain her powers.
Now what? The vision of Norris trying to rape her, made her shake. Could he smell her and track her down? Probably. She knew only one way to probably keep that from happening, she’d have to find the right man to help her shed her virginity, and time was not on her side. On the plus side she was on earth and any mortal she shared her favors with couldn’t bind her to him like one of her kind. It could be a kind of a mutual sharing; one she’d never hoped to have before tonight. If she had to bed a human, she would do so. Humans were so primitive that if she made love to one, it would diminish her powers temporarily and make it harder for Norris to track her down. Her scent would fade. So what now? Did she use her powers to make the human want her, even if he didn’t? She was hardly a beauty.
She would do what she had to in order to survive, but desperately hoped that the human she crossed paths with willingly wanted to engage in an affair with her. If there was one thing she knew, it was that men of all species thought with their cocks. Where was she anyway and why had she landed on this man’s property?
Looking to her left, she saw what looked like men’s clothing fluttering in the midnight breeze on a clothesline. The scent the essence coming off the jeans and western shirt intrigued her and drew her forward. By their size, he must be a tall, well built man, which made her virgin pussy damp. Hell, this might be a pleasure after all. She considered putting on his clothes but knew she didn’t have time to put on his things and imagine him. Norris was bound to be on her tail. Instead she reached for the blue towel hanging on the line and wrapped it around her, warming when she inhaled his scent. Her body seemed to tingle when she enfolded it around her, maybe a good sign. Stop mooning about the sexy cowboy and go track him down she told herself. Truthfully, he may be somebody she didn’t really like.
Without a further thought, she hurried toward the low sprawling ranch house noticing that one dim light was still on. Even better, she could sense his very sensual very male presence inside. For her formerly cloistered self it was intoxicating and scary all at the same time. “Mama, I hope he’s nice,” she muttered knowing her mother could decipher her silent thoughts. .
“Yes,” her mother responded back to her, also telepathically making her wobble in her tracks with shock and crash onto his porch swing sending it clattering. “But he’s troubled and only you can heal him. I sent you here for a reason. Knock, child of mine.” Oh, Lord, trust her to be a total klutz when it came to claiming a male. And could she even handle a sexual healing as only a love goddess in training junior class?
Chapter Two
Chad Austin sat in his ranch’s semi-dark living room, the television blaring some western movie he wasn’t even following. His hand wrapped around a frosty beer he almost didn’t have the energy to bring to his mouth. What was the point when his love life was down the toilet, and all his private kinky fantasies would never come true? He wished to hell that his best friend, Diego Gomez, the ranch foreman, was around to drink with him. But Diego had a date and hadn’t been around all day. So Chad had been alone, brooding, keeping away from his father who was always mocking him for his failed love life.
“Women are a waste of time, son, except for the sex,” he kept telling him, as if that would make him feel better. “I learned that when your mother ran off.”
It had been a brutal few days for Chad and he didn’t need the lecture from his bitter father. It wasn’t every day a man found his fiancé fucking a ranch hand in his own bed. Chad took a drink and banged down the can on the table beside him. After giving the ranch hand a beating and his walking papers, he had sent Bella away ignoring her pathetic tears and pleas to forgive him. It wouldn’t be the first time a woman had played him for a fool, but he vowed it would be the last. He believed that his soul mate was out there…he just had to meet her...and until then he’d go celibate.
Keep dreaming, Chad.
Chad shut his eyes, seeing the scene with Bella in his head again, a knife ripping his insides. What a fool he’d been to think Bella really loved him. She was the prettiest young woman in the county and he’d fallen for her fast and hard. But, like so many others, she was more interested in his money than in him. He must be the king of being cheated on. Well, he was fucking done dating the locals who knew what he was worth.
Suddenly he heard a slam and some rattling on his porch as some dumb ass vandal messed around on his property. He groaned, cursing drunk teens or ranch hands and strode toward the door, pulling his old shotgun off the rack, the shotgun he kept loaded with rock salt. It wouldn’t kill them but it would sure discourage them from messing with him again. Who the hell would be coming here at 3:12 am? He strode toward the door, a strange tingly feeling sweeping over him that had noth
ing to do with the two beers he’d drunk. What the hell was wrong with him, he wondered, frowning down at his trembling hands.
“Please, please let me in! I need your help!”
The breathy female voice coming from his porch shocked the hell out of him. It wasn’t his cheating ex. Bella was long gone. And this chick sounded like she needed his help, unless it was a trick. Wary, but intrigued, he tore open his door and was transfixed when he locked eyes with the almost nude dark eyed black beauty on his doorstep. His slow gaze traveled over her as he studied the trembling woman on his doorstep clad only in his own towel stolen off his clothesline. Caramel skinned with soulful eyes, she was unlike any woman he’d ever seen. And she affected him just like catnip might his old tom cat. He wanted to nuzzle her and take a big bite. Then before he could tell himself to snap out of it, she pushed her way inside, brushing by him with an erotic scent that made him harder than steel. He followed her like the dumb ass rube she was making him feel like, and closed the door behind them, seeing her panicked look. Was someone chasing her? No, idiot, you have naked exotic beauty’s show up on your porch every night. She had a look of desperation on her beautiful face and was breathing hard. “You need to hide me,” she said almost as an order, which took him back.
“I…what?” He was distracted by the skimpy towel that was sliding down a little, baring a lot of her silky butterscotch tinted skin, the upper curve of pert, round, plump breasts making him salivate. His dick automatically responded to her loveliness and he hoped she couldn’t see how stiff he was under his jeans. “Who the hell are you, sugar? And who are you hiding from?”
“My name is Star,” she said stepping forward. “And I’ll tell you who’s chasing me if you’ll be so kind as to make love to me.” She said dropped her towel.
Cripes, what a gorgeous body she had. He gulped, feeling an animalistic need for her, yet trying to keep his wits. He knew was a little wasted and didn’t think he’d heard her correctly. Ignoring what he thought she’d offered, he swallowed hard then said, “Um, I’m Chad,” holding out his hand for her to shake, but she didn’t seem to notice because her almost hypnotic gaze was locked with his and suddenly he couldn’t look away. It seemed gallant to ask, “Let me get you some warm clothes—”
“Don’t bother. I’m not cold.” She did not seem to find her nakedness odd as she quickly rushed ahead. “I was attacked. You have to hide me.” It was again more a command than a request. Like she was some sort of powerful person, yet she was vulnerable as hell right now.
Chad, his head swimming, tried to clear his thoughts. “I’ll call the police, ma’am.” He quickly turned, but as soon as he did he felt two arms grabbing his bare midsection. She was deliberately crushing her sex into his aching dick and grinding into him. What was really going on? He pulled away, as hard as that was, but he wanted to be a gentleman. “None of that. I don’t know you. Now I’m going to call the Sheriff. I know him—”
“No, please!” She ran to him and threw her arms around him, jarring him. “He can’t help me. There is nothing they can do. You have to do it.”
He unwrapped her arms from around his belly, although the press of her body against him turned him on like nothing else ever could. Then he whirled around to face her, trying to fight his stiff dick. “Look, sugar, if you’ve been attacked…you’ve got to report it to the cops.” He couldn’t help but notice how lovely her hair flowed in soft curls to her small shoulders. He tried to forget she was a sexy young woman. “You can’t let him get away with it or he’ll do it again.”
They locked gazes and there was something about her dark witch-like stare that grabbed him hard. Oh, no, Chad. Don’t even think about it. She’s in bad shape right now and so are you. Fucking her would be a huge mistake…but I do have to show some compassion. “Where did this happen?”
“On The Golden Planet. The Venus of our galaxy.”
“The what?” he looked at her strange at the off the wall comment. “Some nightclub?”
They still held one another’s gaze, but she finally dropped her gaze and bit her lip. “You won’t believe me if I tell you what really happened. Humans don’t tend to believe there is life beyond their own planet.”
Her embarrassment and her tremulous tone got to him but Chad took a step back, starting to wonder if she was a little bit addled. “Have you taken any drugs or had too much to drink, sugar?” he asked, eyeing her alertly.
She laughed, her head still turned from him. “I’m completely sober. I came here from another planet in a different galaxy. Why is it so implausible to humans?”
Ok, she’s mentally ill and confused. This is really sad. I guess I can humor her, put her to bed, and then take her to a doctor in the morning. Not that I’m in the mood, but I can’t just let her go back outside and I’m too drunk to drive her to the hospital tonight.
“I believe you, sugar,” he said, taking a deep breath.
“No, you don’t. I can feel it in your aura. You think you can just put me to bed and it’ll all be better in the morning.”
He stared at her. Had she read his mind? Oh, that was as crazy as her.
“Honey, just tell me how I can help you?” Not needing his gun, he walked to the gun rack to put it back as she spoke to him. “Would you like a beer?” He turned to look at her naked beauty again, and his eyes seemed to cross.
“Well, here goes nothing,” she said, with another laugh. “The truth is, I am the daughter of the Love Goddess Vanessa on our planet Venus, also known as the Golden Planet, and I will soon have many powers. I already have quite a few.”
Chad found himself staring at her full, delicious pink lips as she spoke, trying to focus off of her insane words. He nodded. “Venus, huh? Like Mercury, Venus…”
“It’s a different Venus.”
If he hadn’t had such a bad few days, he might have been amused. “Of course,” he mumbled, wishing that she’d pick up the towel so that her breasts weren’t winking at him; baring themselves to him…they were so delicious looking.
“You don’t believe me.” She wrinkled her forehead. “Humanoids are…”
“I believe you.” He needed to get her upstairs and tucked away. She made him way too horny and gave him a funny feeling as though he knew her, which he realized was impossible.
“You don’t believe a word, but I’ll finish my story anyway. If I have a sexual relationship with any of my kind, I will be bonded to him forever and will be unable to ever leave him. And sex with anyone else will be physically impossible.”
As she spoke so casually about sex, he thought of his big hand spanking her tiny butt with gusto. Was she into kink? His cock throbbed and he was afraid he’d come all over himself. “You don’t need to tell me about this, ma’am.”
She stared at him then waved her hand. “I forgot how prudish humans are about sex, even the men. Sorry. Anyhow, most men on my planet respect my position and don’t try to force me into anything, but there is a really bad young man who tried to rape me so he could be my soul mate and have access to my powers, which are going to be very great once there is a bonding. I escaped my home planet hoping he couldn’t follow me here find me.”
Chad tried to follow her story but it was hard when every beat of his heart sent blood straight to his tingling cock. It was like her voice was an aphrodisiac and he had to use all the willpower he had to keep his cock in check. “Right.” He hoped he didn’t sound as doubtful as he felt. The last thing he wanted to do was set her running.
“The only surefire way to keep someone of my species from being able to…take advantage of me is to be with a human man. Humans repel men from our planet and they can’t perform with us while we are with a human.”
In spite of his discomfort, he burst out laughing. The story was too ridiculous. “So having sex with a human man will save you,” he said, aware that he sounded amused.
“I was sent here for a reason. My mother sent that message to me. You are the right human to help me and I can heal you
.”
“Heal me.” He smiled. “Listen beautiful, I won’t get involved with another woman for a long time. And much as I appreciate your offer to heal me,” he said, the mental pictures of that driving him crazy as he thought of her soft lips wrapped around his dick, “It’s not necessary. I’m fine. Sorry.” As he watched her pout and swallowed a groan. Why him? Why tonight?
“But we need each other. I know you can feel it, Chad,” she said persuasively, and her dark eyes glistening with tears that drew him in. He was about to just quickly escort her to his guest room, when she deliberately struck a sexy pose, tossing her hear, thrusting her chest out. He couldn’t breathe as he watched her smooth, dark skin that glistened, highlighting her plump tits, generous hips and long, long legs. Her legs seemed to go on forever. He gulped. Frozen, he lifted his gaze to meet hers again feeling an attraction he didn’t want to fight as she drew him forward in an almost mystical way. He thought he saw stars circling around her head, but knew that was impossible. He had to be drunker than hell. It seemed that beams of light from her eyes would not let him go and her exotic scent intoxicated him. “No,” he managed to choke out as he stood before her. “I shouldn’t.”
She lifted her lovely red lips, batting her eyes. “Yes. You should.”
“Oh, damn, common sense!” Against his will…at least, it was certainly against his better judgment, he stepped up to her, wrapped his arms around her soft, damp skin and pulled her into his hard body, his cock throbbing madly. “I’ve lost my mind to your beauty,” he mumbled, agonized, just before he kissed her.
Chapter Three
As soon as his lips touched hers, Star experienced a strange zinging feeling throughout her body, as if he was giving off some earthshattering potent mating hormones. A shocked charge went through her as she melted against him, loving his heat. Can humans do this, she wondered, every nerve ending tingling against him? The question was moot. This one could do her anytime, she decided, a virginal blush heating her body. Now if she could just remember her love lessons she might be able to pull this off.
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