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Rykna is a rare Verglas breed. His skin is icy when he’s horny and his sperm turns into snow. He has survived war and vicious slavery. Rykna is on a mission to find his family, only to discover his sister is being auctioned off to the winner of a space race. Now, all this handsome slave needs is a pilot. Ever is in need of money in order to return home and get far away from his stalking ex. The only way to do that is to join Rykna in the space race. Ever also has a problem with his hot skin—burning his clothes off being the main issue. Trying to fly through asteroids with weapons pointed at them would go a lot easier if his junk wasn’t hanging about for all to see. |
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My mouth fell open, how the fuck could it not? I was caught up staring at the sexy man so intensely that the world seemed to fade away. His chest was smooth looking with firm pecs that spoke volumes on his strength. His arms were muscular and flexing. I licked my lips as my sight traveled down his defined abs and to his belly button. I was quickly diverted by the sight of his cock. By the stars! Ever’s thick cock was erect between his legs with his mushroomed head a beautiful blushed color. His balls were tucked between his spread legs. Which were followed up by broad, hairy thighs. I finally had the ability to speak after the inspection of Ever’s body, but my voice was husky. “Did you...you burned the clothes off your skin?” Even I’d never heard of a species that could do that.
“That pendant contained the natural heat of my skin,” he mumbled, jerking the ship right.
I shoved myself back in the seat, turning to see his cock still raised. It curved and made my erection seem impossibly thicker. My willpower was taking a serious hit. “Do you shot fire from your dick too?” For the first time since my enslavement, I made a joke.
Ever grinned then quickly shifted the ship to the right.
Did that mean we’d have to spend the rest of the trip naked because I would not survive that! I glanced out the window, trying desperate to think about anything but the flirty, nude man. We were coming up toward the end of the asteroid belt. The planet before us was extremely bright. I winced, squinting before looking away and right at Ever. Damn it. I licked my lips. Now that I was extremely horny, I felt my own flesh began to chill. I was trying to prevent it but no luck. Sitting next to a naked Ever made my skin began to form icy flakes. I felt them soak into my shirt and leave dark splotches on my torso.
We shot out of the field and I saw the flash of an explosion behind us. Did another ship succumb to the fatal stage one? The screen suddenly flickered to life and the same woman from before smiled.
“Congratulations on passing stage one. You are number ten to succeed! Please proceed to the next start line. You have three hours and forty minutes to prepare for stage two.” The screen flickered off.
“Will you be wearing clothes for stage two?” I asked with a lift of my brow.
“Depends on what we’re doing in the meantime.” Ever grinned as he flew our ship to the blue tinted start line. “You may want me naked once you tasted me.” He winked in my direction.
“That pendant contained the natural heat of my skin,” he mumbled, jerking the ship right.
I shoved myself back in the seat, turning to see his cock still raised. It curved and made my erection seem impossibly thicker. My willpower was taking a serious hit. “Do you shot fire from your dick too?” For the first time since my enslavement, I made a joke.
Ever grinned then quickly shifted the ship to the right.
Did that mean we’d have to spend the rest of the trip naked because I would not survive that! I glanced out the window, trying desperate to think about anything but the flirty, nude man. We were coming up toward the end of the asteroid belt. The planet before us was extremely bright. I winced, squinting before looking away and right at Ever. Damn it. I licked my lips. Now that I was extremely horny, I felt my own flesh began to chill. I was trying to prevent it but no luck. Sitting next to a naked Ever made my skin began to form icy flakes. I felt them soak into my shirt and leave dark splotches on my torso.
We shot out of the field and I saw the flash of an explosion behind us. Did another ship succumb to the fatal stage one? The screen suddenly flickered to life and the same woman from before smiled.
“Congratulations on passing stage one. You are number ten to succeed! Please proceed to the next start line. You have three hours and forty minutes to prepare for stage two.” The screen flickered off.
“Will you be wearing clothes for stage two?” I asked with a lift of my brow.
“Depends on what we’re doing in the meantime.” Ever grinned as he flew our ship to the blue tinted start line. “You may want me naked once you tasted me.” He winked in my direction.
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Instinct kicks in as Frankie Chandler, former Navy nurse, now soon to be veterinarian, witnesses an accident and rushes to save a man’s life. When State Trooper Rory Sanders arrives on the scene, he’s awestruck at the sight of the gorgeous woman taking charge. Once the frenzy is over, both are reluctant to walk away from their mutual attraction. But they’ll each have to get beyond their hesitations, such as Rory telling himself it’s okay to let love in while raising his daughter after losing his wife, and Frankie who’s never had a serious |
relationship in her life because she’s been focused on school while also helping raise her nephew. Will the power of love win out and make their Christmas wishes come true?
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As Rory stood and faced his mom, her look was one of suspicious concern. “Frankie, huh?”
“Yeah. What about her?” Rory asked as he removed his weapon. He took it to the gun safe that looked like a built-in cabinet on the far wall of the living room. After depositing it and his ammo inside, he closed the door, ensuring it had locked.
“Oh, I don’t know. Might be that little sparkle in your eye every time you mentioned her name. Or the fact that she actually invited you to visit her home.”
Rory saw the mischievous smile on his mother’s face and tried to quickly dispel any misconception. “Farm, mom. I happened to mention I was considering getting Alisa a kitten for her birthday, and Frankie said she had a cat that recently had kittens and I was welcome to pick one.” He started toward the kitchen, but stopped just short and whispered, “And no mention of this to your granddaughter. I haven’t made up my mind yet.”
“Oh, but I think you’ve made up your mind about visiting Frankie’s farm, am I right? Or is it just Frankie you’d like to see again?”
Rory turned, trying not to roll his eyes, as he made his way to the kitchen for a glass of water. He didn’t answer as he downed two glasses.
“Is that even ethical?” Glenda teased. “I mean, a personal relation with a woman you met under those circumstances?”
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Rory said, instantly regretting taking her bait.
Her triumphant smile said she’d seen right through his denial of anything other than interest in a dang kitten. Okay, so yeah, he had definitely been interested in Frankie. He just didn’t know how to proceed without scaring the woman off. I mean, who has such an intense reaction so quickly?
“Rory.” His mother’s soft calling of his name had him looking at her, true concern on her face. “I’m glad to see you showing interest in another woman. No matter how you met.” She stepped closer, placing her hand against his cheek for a moment before dropping it. “You’re too young to be alone. And before you protest, I know how much you loved Rhonda, but there’s no reason you can’t love again.”
“Is this where you say she’d want me to go on and be happy?”
“Maybe. What do you think she’d say? What if the roles were reversed? God forbid you should be taken away from us, but if Rhonda were still here, just her and Alisa, wouldn’t you want her to be happy?”
“Of course.” Rory could feel his brow scowling. “I mean, part of me right now feels that I’d be jealous as hell with her loving another man. But I wouldn’t want her to be alone, sad, or without love in her life.”
“Well then, the same goes for you.”
“Yeah. What about her?” Rory asked as he removed his weapon. He took it to the gun safe that looked like a built-in cabinet on the far wall of the living room. After depositing it and his ammo inside, he closed the door, ensuring it had locked.
“Oh, I don’t know. Might be that little sparkle in your eye every time you mentioned her name. Or the fact that she actually invited you to visit her home.”
Rory saw the mischievous smile on his mother’s face and tried to quickly dispel any misconception. “Farm, mom. I happened to mention I was considering getting Alisa a kitten for her birthday, and Frankie said she had a cat that recently had kittens and I was welcome to pick one.” He started toward the kitchen, but stopped just short and whispered, “And no mention of this to your granddaughter. I haven’t made up my mind yet.”
“Oh, but I think you’ve made up your mind about visiting Frankie’s farm, am I right? Or is it just Frankie you’d like to see again?”
Rory turned, trying not to roll his eyes, as he made his way to the kitchen for a glass of water. He didn’t answer as he downed two glasses.
“Is that even ethical?” Glenda teased. “I mean, a personal relation with a woman you met under those circumstances?”
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Rory said, instantly regretting taking her bait.
Her triumphant smile said she’d seen right through his denial of anything other than interest in a dang kitten. Okay, so yeah, he had definitely been interested in Frankie. He just didn’t know how to proceed without scaring the woman off. I mean, who has such an intense reaction so quickly?
“Rory.” His mother’s soft calling of his name had him looking at her, true concern on her face. “I’m glad to see you showing interest in another woman. No matter how you met.” She stepped closer, placing her hand against his cheek for a moment before dropping it. “You’re too young to be alone. And before you protest, I know how much you loved Rhonda, but there’s no reason you can’t love again.”
“Is this where you say she’d want me to go on and be happy?”
“Maybe. What do you think she’d say? What if the roles were reversed? God forbid you should be taken away from us, but if Rhonda were still here, just her and Alisa, wouldn’t you want her to be happy?”
“Of course.” Rory could feel his brow scowling. “I mean, part of me right now feels that I’d be jealous as hell with her loving another man. But I wouldn’t want her to be alone, sad, or without love in her life.”
“Well then, the same goes for you.”
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Today we're celebrating Halloween!
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The war is over but the fight Liam faces has just begun. He must confront his memories or be consumed by them. Nightmares plague his sleep. Although Liam’s body has healed, his mind is fractured and dark. As the joy of Christmas falls on Mars, Liam, Outlaw, and Reilly return to Earth—to the very prison where Liam’s torment first began... Will the Outlaw MC of Mars finally find their happy endings? |
- Sneak Peek -
“I fucking love you,” Outlaw said.
“Mr. Romantic,” Reilly murmured with a smile.
I jerked when Outlaw’s softening cock slid out of my body. Feeling empty, I grabbed his hand. The fire crackled and fears were absent as we joined Reilly. He was already undressing. Outlaw and I stood at the tent entrance naked, watching him.
Reilly had the most stunning blue eyes and with our light source the fire, they seemed to sparkle. With the blond hair, it wouldn’t surprise me if he had some Viking DNA. But he was short, only reaching five three. It was a fact that I liked. At this height, Outlaw and I could stare down at him and watch his blue eyes roll up at us. Usually, he was naked. This time, almost naked. His hair was spiked, but partially flattened since he took off his shirt. He didn’t have the muscle mass we did. Reilly had the body of a lean dancer, the flexibility too.
I felt the first drips along my inner thigh. Outlaw’s cum. I’d clean up in a minute. Right now, Outlaw and I stood holding hands as Reilly pulled his pants down.
“You’re a pale fucker,” Outlaw commented.
I was busy watching Reilly’s cock bob and bounce. His balls were beautiful, nearly even and pulled up tight to his body. His fingers wrapped around his shaft. It was so insipid I could see the veins beneath his long shaft. The tip was rounded like mine. You wouldn’t believe the sounds he made when a tongue probed him there.
“Mr. Romantic,” Reilly murmured with a smile.
I jerked when Outlaw’s softening cock slid out of my body. Feeling empty, I grabbed his hand. The fire crackled and fears were absent as we joined Reilly. He was already undressing. Outlaw and I stood at the tent entrance naked, watching him.
Reilly had the most stunning blue eyes and with our light source the fire, they seemed to sparkle. With the blond hair, it wouldn’t surprise me if he had some Viking DNA. But he was short, only reaching five three. It was a fact that I liked. At this height, Outlaw and I could stare down at him and watch his blue eyes roll up at us. Usually, he was naked. This time, almost naked. His hair was spiked, but partially flattened since he took off his shirt. He didn’t have the muscle mass we did. Reilly had the body of a lean dancer, the flexibility too.
I felt the first drips along my inner thigh. Outlaw’s cum. I’d clean up in a minute. Right now, Outlaw and I stood holding hands as Reilly pulled his pants down.
“You’re a pale fucker,” Outlaw commented.
I was busy watching Reilly’s cock bob and bounce. His balls were beautiful, nearly even and pulled up tight to his body. His fingers wrapped around his shaft. It was so insipid I could see the veins beneath his long shaft. The tip was rounded like mine. You wouldn’t believe the sounds he made when a tongue probed him there.