I love you.
Sapphire gasped, looking up at his handsome face. She felt his love inside her, just as she heard his voice in her head. He grinned, rubbing his nose along hers in a playful gesture.
"I love you too," she whispered. "It’s crazy, but I do."
"In time it will not take so much effort for you to hear me," he said against her lips. "Until then, if you wonder something, just remind me to speak instead of think."
Suddenly, Sapphire pulled back, a worried frown crossed her features.
"What?" he asked.
"How will this work?" Her hand came to rest on his firm chest. "My job … what I do."
"I love watching you on stage, love how you control the crowd. It makes me hot just thinking about it. When I see you up there, I get so hard I can’t wait to fuck you. And I’ll love being up there with you even more." At her curious expression, Roark chuckled and pointed to her forehead. "With you up here. When you dance, you’ll be dancing for me. You’ll feel me in your head, hear me."
Sapphire moved to kiss him, pulling him forward so his hard length came over hers. Their legs tangled before she worked her thighs open in offering.
"Then, afterwards, you’ll come back here and give me a private show." His dark gaze flicked with meaning. His hands began rubbing along her flesh, stroking and heating her to his touch. "You’ll do this as long as you want to. And, when you want to move on to something else, we’ll move on."
"You won’t get bored, I mean with me working all the time and you --?"
His laughter cut her off. "Everything is already arranged. My presence won’t interfere with your career. I’m you’re new body guard. I talked to Lord Maximus last week. Thor is being moved to guard Quartz. They said something about her last guard quitting because she was too temperamental."
"So they knew all along?" she gasped.
Roark grinned. "We telepaths have ways of being very persuasive. You don’t mind do you?"
"Mmmm," she moaned as his hand found her nipples. "I don’t mind at all. I like the idea of you guarding my body. I like the idea of you doing any number of things to my body."
Her fingers moved down to his hard cocks and began to stroke him. A loud growl escaped him and he playfully nipped at her throat. The sound caused a wave of hot moisture to gather between her thighs once more. Suddenly, she wondered what it would feel like to have the larger cock in her ass, the little bumps rotating along her newly awakened passage.
"Turn around," Roark whispered hotly to her lips, "and find out."
Sapphire eagerly turned onto all fours, as Roark milked his smaller cock of lubricant. Then, coating himself he came up behind her.
"I know you hear this all the time," Roark groaned, easing his enormous cockhead into her cleft, "but you really are beautiful, Sapphire."
With a hard push, he eased himself inside her, claiming her body once more. Sapphire screamed, liking the conquering feel of him as he eased in and out. He grabbed her hips, pulling her back onto his hard shaft. The smaller cock teased along her wet slit, pushing against her sweet spot until her wet pussy throbbed to take it inside.
"Both, give me both," she cried.
Roark obeyed, slipping his body completely into her. Then, as he began to thrust, their minds connected and they didn’t have to speak. Her body exploded, joined instantly by his. And, in the aftermath, he pulled her back into his arms, cuddling her close. Nothing else mattered, for they were one being.
THE END
The Series Continues…
Quartz by Michelle M. Pillow
Galaxy Playmates 2
Paranormal Futuristic Romance
Galaxy Playmate Quartz is a woman who knows what she likes and she likes variety in her men. Knowing she’ll never be satisfied with just one man in her bed, she doesn’t even try to have a monogamous relationship. But when Thor, her new bodyguard, is sent to protect her from a stalking fan, she discovers that she just might be happy with one man in her heart—so long as he’s the right man.
Thor has loved Quartz from the first moment he laid eyes on her. A complete shifter, he’s able to play Quartz’s games and give her the variety of lovers she wants. For, in the end, she’ll belong completely to him.
Quartz Excerpt
"So," Quartz mused, eyeing the large bodyguard before her from where she lounged her in her cushioned chair. Her lips curled up into a catlike grin, part mocking, part amused. Twirling a finger along a strand of her platinum hair, she said, "You’re the new piece of man-meat Lord Maximus has sent to watch over little ol’ me."
"Yes, Ms. Quartz," Thor answered, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. The sound of it gave her chills all the way to her toes. "He’s very concerned about those letters you’ve been receiving."
"What? Those crazy fan letters?" Quartz laughed and gave a dismissing wave of her hand. "Who cares about some crazed fan and his death threats? Do you know how many letters I get a day from fans? How many pictures? How many boxes of jewels and furs and clothes and … and shoes? Last week I think I turned down at least fifteen marriage proposals. Fifteen! So what if some fan has a fetish about me? I’m not worried and neither should you be."
Thor kept his eyes focused forward, though she knew it was hard for him to keep his eyes off of her. She purposefully wore nothing but the flimsy veil of a white, see-through robe. Nothing was left to the imagination. Her pert breasts were small but perfect with rosy tipped nipples that men went crazy for. Her arms and legs were slender, gracefully so. She had an ass so tight and round that when she bent over she knew eyes couldn’t help but be on it.
Quartz was a Galaxy Playmate. Men coveted her and women envied and despised her. She knew other women were jealous and would give anything to be her. She was a dancer, a stripper, a star, and she was beautiful. Her platinum blonde hair and her skin, as pale as snow, were her trademarks. She’d had the tan bleached from her features, making her look pure, innocent, dare she think it? Virginal.
Lord Maximus had given her the name Quartz. He’d started nicknaming all his women after precious metals and gemstones and all the body guards were named after mythological Earth Gods, mainly because they all looked like Gods. The names stuck and it got to the point no one even cared to use their real name anymore. It was show business after all and they were living the illusion so many fantasized over.
"Lord Maximus doesn’t seem all that convinced that it’s just a crazy fan having a good time," Thor said. "He thinks your life might be in danger."
"Lord Maximus is a sour puss and always has been." Quartz chuckled, wiggling in her seat. The low tone of his voice was making her hot. "My life isn’t in danger. It’s probably some guy whose marriage proposal I turned down. He’s just trying to scare me into reconsidering."
"You should take more care with yourself, Ms. Quartz." Thor still didn’t look at her and she made a small face at him in defiance.
"Well," she purred, "as I see it, it’s your job to take care of me and my … ah … personal needs, Mr. Thor. Mars didn’t do such a hot job of it. I would hate to have you lose your job like he did."
Her last bodyguard, Mars, had called her a spoiled brat just because she’d teased him with her presence and then didn’t put out. He used to spy on her through a peephole in the wall. Okay, Quartz knew he watched and would impishly entertain him, sometimes waiting until he was there to bring men back to her room. She’d then proceeded to fuck them where Mars could see her doing it, angling them just right so he’d see their cock pounding into her, into a place he’d never be allowed. It excited her to know he was there, watching her, wanting her, jerking himself off because she would never allow him to have her.
But in the end he’d become too handsy, so she’d had him fired. Thor, the handsome piece of sweet-ass man chocolate standing before her, was Mars’ replacement. Licking her lips, she let her eyes have the pleasure of looking over his body. She knew he liked her, had seen him watching her when she was on stage. She wasn’t a stranger to
the hazy look that entered his eyes when she stripped.
Okay, with all her womanly charms on display through the robe, Quartz knew she looked anything but virginal and, in truth, she was far from it. She liked to fuck, always had. She liked the sound of it, the smell, the look. She liked the thrusting, the sweating, the grunts that a man made only in that glorious moment of release. Just thinking about it made cream build in her pussy, drenching down to her thighs.
Unconsciously, she let her legs fall open as she sat in the chair before him. Thor’s mouth twitched and she knew he watched her from the corner of his dark eyes. He really was a handsome man, solid of build with an incredibly delicious ass she wouldn’t mind biting. Although he wore tight leather pants and a tight black shirt, she couldn’t see the full extent of his package. Thor was rumored to be huge. It made her pant just thinking about it and she definitely wanted to see his monstrous cock for herself.
When Thor refused to break his militant pose, she frowned. Whipping her legs together, she stood up. Purposeful, she moved across his line of vision to a glass shelf on the dressing room wall. Lightly touching a cluster of quartz, she said, "This is my collection of rare Earth pieces. It’s my namesake--quartz. You aren’t to touch them, just as you aren’t to touch me unless I ask you to help me with something. Just like these precious stones, I’m valuable merchandise. And, being such, I get what I want, when and how I want it. Is that clear, Mr. Thor?"
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Trading Teon (The Beast Masters Series)
By Reagan Hawk
The Beast Masters Series, Book 1
Garon and Lorne, shapeshifting males of the Ralenium race, are fierce guns for hire in the universe. When a cargo ship transporting women charged with crimes by the Galactic Star Union arrives on their planet, the men make the traders an offer they can’t refuse. Planet Ralen is sorely lacking in women, and the males have an inborn desire to dominate, to tame females and to reproduce. When their inner beasts’ clocks start ticking and the burning need to spread their seed consumes them, they go on the hunt for the perfect female. Too bad both men want the same woman.
Teon, a lady with a place in high society, thought life as she knew it was over when she was wrongfully charged with a crime by her stepmother. A prisoner en route to a barren planet to serve her sentence, she’s presented with an opportunity to start over again on the planet Ralen. The catch is she has to be willing to be claimed by two males. Not just any males mind you, two burning hunks who are ready to fight to the death if need be to share her bed.
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The Rogue Prince (Lords of the Var 4) by Michelle M. Pillow
The Charmer…
Prince Reid, Commander of the Outpost, is happy to live by his father's ways. No woman is safe when he sets his sights to charm her. Reid doesn't want love, he wants a good time. When the opportunity arises to get away on an ambassador's mission, he jumps at the chance--especially when that trip includes exotic destinations with even more exotic women. But there's one woman he hasn't counted on...
The Woman who would not be Charmed…
Jasmine St. Claire appears to have it all. But, looks can be deceiving. On the run, she chooses the one ship that can take her away from it all--that of the Var ambassador. What she didn't count on was the charming Var Prince who's decided he wants to claim her for his very own.
The Rogue Prince Excerpt
“We ready to take off?” Jarek asked. The men moaned.
“Already?” Rick whined. “We just landed. We still haven’t checked out the merchandise.”
The men laughed.
“Didn’t you get enough?” Lochlann teased, his voice soft and low.
“I swear you tried to conquer the whole Galaxy Playmate mansion,” Lucien added.
“Almost,” Rick mumbled. “I had to get my money’s worth. But I’ve never been with a... what kind of creatures are here again?”
“You’re not missing a thing,” Reid answered. “All snobby old women.”
“Ah, but they’re rich,” Viktor said, raising a finger.
“Yuck.” Lucien shook his head. “Not worth it. I can take the age, but not the snob.”
“I don’t know,” Rick answered, his voice laughing. “We are broke.”
“Excuse me.” Reid heard the soft, feminine sound in the corner of his mind, but it didn’t register. All the men ignored it.
“Whose fault is that?” Evan said, leaning over to punch his arm. “You’re the one who spent all our scavenger hunt prize money.”
“I didn’t hear you complaining when Ruby was giving you a lap dance,” Rick said, affecting a pout. “Or when Garnet was doing her famous naked massage.”
“Oh, yeah,” Viktor said. “That was nice. Not very relaxing, but nice.”
“Did you see the giant—?” Rick began, getting excited as he motioned his hands as if to make breasts.
“Excuse me!” the feminine voice said louder. She sounded irritated. All eyes turned around. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to interrupt your—you.”
Reid’s breath caught in his throat. The woman who spoke was no old lady, though she did definitely look like a rich doctor’s wife. She was beautiful, not genetically enhanced stripper beautiful, but natural woman beautiful. Looking at her, he much preferred the natural.
She wore a light cream colored gown of silk. The V neck dipped from her slender throat to show a modest amount of cleavage. A gem necklace hung in the V. The silk clung seductively to her body, not tight, just hugging enough that it showed teasing brushes of her curves when she moved. Over the cream dress, she wore a long jacket overdress of light blue. The two sides clasped just beneath her breasts with a sapphire jewel. Both parts of the gown went all the way to the floor.
Reid was disappointed. He wanted to see her legs. He’d bet she had great legs, really long. Licking his lips, he
could already imagine pushing them apart—not that it took much to get his active imagination going.
Dark brown hair swept up from her face, crowning her head in a thick braid before trailing freely down over her shoulder. Even partially up, the thick waves hit just below her prefect breasts. Her solid, dark brown eyes looked like Lithorian chocolate and he’d bet her lush lips would taste just as sweet. To his carnal pleasure, her tongue brushed over them nervously.
Her eyes roamed over the crew. That’s when he noticed he wasn’t the only one staring at her. He glanced at the men. Evan looked polite, but he always looked polite. However, his brow was slightly furrowed in thought. Lucien, Viktor, and Rick all had inviting smiles on their faces. Reid had the insane urge to slap them off.
He frowned. That wasn’t like him. The woman was beautiful, why wouldn’t they stare at her? Sacred Cats, he wanted to stare at her. Why the hell was he looking at the crew? As he turned back, he caught Jarek’s eyes. His brother smiled slightly and Reid knew by the look that he was amused. Jarek was laughing at him.
“I,” the woman began. She licked her mouth again and Reid felt his body lurch. “My name is, ah, Mrs. Dr. St. Claire. If I could, I’d like to speak with Ambassador Reid.”
Reid let a smile curl on his lips as she finally turned her eyes to look at him. Her hands gripped tightly in front of her waist, her knuckles white. He smiled. How sweet. She was nervous meeting him. It was no wonder, either. He’d seen the men she was exposed to. She probably wasn’t used to getting attention from a real man.
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