One of the golden warriors punched out, missing Kiel by a foot or more. Kiel only grinned wider at his opponents feint. “You’re wasting my time,” he said.
Then he moved.
$Moved wasn’t quite the right word for it. He was a blur, his speed so great my eyes and mind couldn’t keep up. I heard the sound of his fist landing on bone. A groan, a thud, a crack. One opponent fell to the ground in regular speed, his body landing with a hard thump. Dust kicked up around him. His friend remained standing a second longer before he, too, was on the ground bleeding from a hit to his face I hadn’t seen fall.
Kiel stilled then. A sheen of sweat coated his body, his knuckles red, but otherwise he was unchanged.
The others? One was unconscious, the other had his forearm bent in a ninety-degree angle that caused bile to rise to my throat. Kiel stood over them for a moment, looking at the duo he’d just decimated, then turned to me.
His dark gaze met mine. Held. He walked toward me as I saw others move quickly to attend the injured fighters. They pulled out the blue-glowing wands again, waved them over their injured bodies.
I couldn’t pay attention to the intriguing space-tool because Kiel took over my whole field of vision. He stepped close, closer still so that I had to part my knees so he could settle between them. I felt his hips on the inside of my thighs, saw the black shadow of stubble on his jaw. The flecks of gold in his eyes.
“You are from Earth.”
“Lindsey from Earth, you are my marked mate.” He took my hand in his, lifted it so our fingers interlaced, our palms touched. Our $marks touched.
I gasped at the searing heat of the contact, then nothing. No, not nothing. While the mark ceased to hurt entirely, I felt the connection elsewhere in my body. My breasts became heavy and achy, my nipples hardening into tight points. My pussy throbbed and I shifted my hips toward him so I could touch him with more than just my hand. I wanted to rub my clit against his cock, even through his pants, and come. I knew what it would feel like from the dream and I craved it.
I saw the same heat flare in his eyes, knew he felt it too. He leaned into me, gave me what I needed. I felt the hard press of his body against mine. My breasts pressed into his hard chest. His cock—god, yes!—pressed into me and I felt every thick, long inch of him against my lower belly.
“The dream,” I murmured.
“Besides the mark—” He squeezed my hand where we touched. “—the dream proves you are mine. And I am yours.”
He grinned and I saw a dimple. My panties were ruined now.
He leaned close so his warm breath fanned my ear, so only I could hear. “I want to feel your pussy clenching down on me again, feel you drip all over my cock. Taste you on my tongue. Breathe in the scent of your arousal.”
He took a deep breath in through his nose. “Mmm. I can smell your pussy, mate.”
Oh my god. I was going to come from just his dirty talk.
“Hunter Kiel. Take your mate and go.” I didn’t move. Neither did Kiel at the words. The order came from behind me, so it was either the Rezz or Mr. Dinner Plate. “You have defeated Voth and his second. No one else stands in challenge.”
One second I was looking into Kiel’s dark eyes, the next his grip released, moved to my waist and tossed me over his shoulder. My hands landed on his ass as he started to walk away. His very firm, very tight ass.
“Hunter, what of the intruder?” someone said.
I couldn’t believe he was having a conversation as I was slung about like a sack of grain.
“The intruder has been found. I will see to her. Personally.”
When his hand settled on the back of my upper thigh, his fingers slipping inward and brushing over my pussy, I knew just how he was going to $see to me.
“Hurry,” I whispered, wanting the dream all over again, but this time, for real. Maybe I couldn’t keep him, but I could have him for now. And with the shitstorm my life had been the last few years, I wasn’t above chasing a few hours of heaven on this strange, alien world.
Cyborg Seduction: Interstellar Brides, The Colony Book 3 by Grace Goodwin
Date of Publication: June 8, 2017
Single mother Lindsey Walters would do anything to save her young son from a lifetime of pain. She’s a writer, a journalist, and when the answer to her prayers comes in the form of a highly dangerous and forbidden assignment—sneak onto the mysterious military prison planet known only as The Colony and write an exposé – she can’t refuse. And when she meets an irresistible and intense alien warrior who wants to keep her forever…she can’t stay. She must return home, no matter how seductive he might be.
Kiel of Everis was captured and tortured by the Hive. Now free and living on the Colony, he’d accepted his fate of a life alone. There are no marked mates on The Colony, no hope for a warm, willing female to ease the constant ache of his lonely heart. On a hunt to track and eliminate a deadly traitor, his tightly controlled existence unravels when he begins to dream share with an unknown woman – his mate.
Once he finds her, touches her, claims her as his own, he’ll do anything to possess her, break every rule to seduce her, defy anyone, even the Interstellar Coalition, Earth’s Government, and his own Governor to keep her forever.
There is nowhere his Earth mate can run, nowhere she can hide. He is a Hunter. And the predator inside of him knows one word when it comes to her…MINE.
About Grace Goodwin
Once upon a time, a young girl was born into an average, working class family. The wee little girl, convinced she was not an average child but was, in fact, a fairy princess, longed to leave the mundane world behind and live her dreams. She grew up, went to school, and when she’d grown too big to wear tutus and tiaras in public without drawing unwanted attention, turned to writing down her fantasies instead.
Now a bit older, her fantasies have grown to include sexually dominant men who know how to ensure a woman’s pleasure. Grace believes all women should be treated like princesses, in the bedroom and out of it, and writes love stories where men know how to make their women feel pampered, protected and very well taken care of.
She currently lives in Oregon where she spends her days writing, and her nights in the arms of her very own Prince.