Abaddon Rising.
She was one of a 1,000 women abducted as mates by the alien Chiagan-Se males. When the Deg'Nara attack the Chiagan-Se stronghold, she is captured, enslaved and forced to fight in the alien gladiator arena. She is slated to die when Kanaan, the most feared warrior of all, claims her as his own.
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With gentle
fingers, he traced the contours of her features, outlining each as though
memorizing every curve and hollow. The amber eyes darkened. He bent down and
pressed a light kiss to the corner of her lips. His mouth slid sideways and
then drifted to her right ear, nibbling and lightly biting on the sensitive
lobe.
“You need this,” he whispered. His tongue
laved her inner ear, further sensitizing the already sensitive organ.
She gasped,
shutting her eyes as shivers of delight exploded through every nerve ending.
Then he was
soaping her scalp, rubbing the antiseptic smelling bar through her hair and
massaging with firm hands. It felt…incredible!
He turned her
around, working the soap bar down her backside. She grinned to herself. He
spent an inordinate amount of time washing between her cheeks and at the apex
of her thighs but who was she to object? Not when she was experiencing every
woman’s fantasy! A hot shower with her very own sexy male doing all the work!
“Face me,” he
growled. The husky timbre of his voice demanded she obey.
She drew a deep
steadying breath and then turned. The irises of his amazing eyes blazed with
glittering highlights. The hard lines of his face burned with unconcealed lust!
Metal groaned
and rocked as he slammed her against the shower wall. Fangs grazed the curve of
her neck emitting slivers of mild discomfort and then ebbed as he licked and
soothed the wounds.
She grabbed handfuls of his silky wet hair and
held on! Their mouths fused together in a frenzy of lips and dueling tongues! Marde! He tasted so good! Like sex and
male and all good things!
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