Happy middle of the week to you all, folks. It's time to tease again, thanks to our fabulous host Sandra Bunino.
I'm going to share another scene from my just released Taken by her Alien Warriors. I've concentrated on the hot parts of this story so far, but I thought you'd might want to see the reason why Zorran brought Gemini to Lord Ornack. Ornack needs a mother for his son, and this is the moment Gemini first meets little Magnus.
A childish giggle and whispering behind the half-open door to her chamber alerted her to the fact that she was not on her own anymore. She couldn’t help but smile at the little black haired Drakan child that stuck his head around the door with an impish grin.
Crystal-blue eyes looked her up and down and his little horns quivered as he took first one and then another step into the room. There was no mistaking the resemblance between this little boy and Ornack, and Gemini’s stomach hollowed out when his next words confirmed his heritage.
“Are you going to be my new mother? I heard cook talking and Gerunda said I wasn’t to disturb you, but I had to come and see.” He stepped closer and wrinkled his little freckled nose. “Why are you sitting in the dark? You’re not angry I came, are you? Father said I’ll meet you at dinner, but I couldn’t wait anymore. I had to see. Cook said you were beautiful and that Father had it bad, whatever that means.”
Gemini laughed at the little tirade of information that spewed out of this adorable little boy’s mouth. He had the cutest lisp.
He stopped talking at her laugh and grinned up at her. She patted the seat next to her and he eagerly jumped up and then sniffed her. It was the oddest thing.
“You smell nice, not like the last one. I didn’t like her, and Father sent her away.”
“Sent who away?” Gemini asked and the little fellow slapped his hand over his mouth.
“Oh, whoopsies, I forgot. I wasn’t meant to say. You won’t tell on me, will you? I don’t want Father to get angry.”
“No, of course not.” Gemini was quick to reassure him, and the worried frown disappeared. Ornack’s son swung his little legs and grinned.
“What’s your name?” Gemini asked.
“I’m Magnuss, son of Ornack, and I’m almost five. Old enough to learn the crossbow. Father said he’ll teach me when I’m five. Only big boys can use the crossbow you know. And the sword. Father says I have to wait longer for that.”
Magnuss pouted and Gemini reached across to ruffle his unruly hair. Black like his father’s, the mop of curls hung around his golden face, and Magnuss shut his eyes and rubbed his horns against her hand.
“Magnuss Ornack, what are you doing in here?”
Gerunda’s voice held a hint of censure, and the little boy froze.
“It’s fine, Gerunda. He’s been keeping me company, that’s all.” Gemini was quick to defend him, and Gerunda smiled, and stepped fully into the room. She lit the lanterns around the chamber one by one and her smile deepened when Magnuss slid his little hand into Gemini’s and leant against her.
“I like this one, Gerunda,” Magnuss said.
“I’m glad to hear it, young man, but the fact remains that you should be in the dining chamber already, not harassing your father’s guest.” The stern reprimand was tempered somewhat by the indulgent smile she bestowed on the little fellow.
“Forgive him, his father is far too soft on him. A trait he’s inherited from his father, I’m afraid. The Lords Ornack do treasure their young.”
“As well they should,” Gemini said, and Gerunda inclined her head.
“I was sent to bring you down to dinner, and to track down this miscreant, so, you, Magnuss, run on ahead, while we’ll follow at a more appropriate pace.”
Magnuss gave Gemini’s hand one last squeeze, and then bounded out of the room.
As promised, Gemini and Gerunda followed at much more leisurely pace, and by the time they reached the big hall that served as the dining chamber, Gemini was a bundle of nerves.
Her heart stuttered to a halt when both men turned to look at her as she entered. She sought out Zorran for some reassurance, but his black eyes gave nothing away. He simply slumped back in his chair and took a rather large sip of what she presumed must be wine. The oval-shaped wooden table was laden with food that gave off the most delicious aroma, and her stomach chose that moment to remind her that she hadn’t eaten for hours.
Magnuss burst into laughter and jumped off his stool. Grabbing her by the hand, he dragged her over to the table and the empty chair next to him.
“Come, sit with me and eat.” He looked across to his father whose narrow-eyed intense stare gave Gemini renewed palpitations and grinned. “I told you she looked pretty, Father. I like her.”
Zorran slammed his goblet on the table and tore a leg off the huge roasted bird in front of them. Gemini willed him to look up and across at her, but he steadfastly refused to do so.
“So you did, son.” Ornack’s deep voice brought her attention back to the Drakan, and she was once again struck by how insanely good looking he was when he smiled at her.
“I hear this little imp snuck into your chamber. I hope he hasn’t made a nuisance of himself, or I will see to it that he’s punished for not following his instructions.”
Magnuss squirmed in his seat next to her and she did her best to give the little boy a reassuring smile.
“Of course he didn’t. He’s just a child. It’s only natural that he should be curious about the visitors. I didn’t mind at all.”
Ornack inclined his head and smiled. A shiver went down her spine at the predatory nature of that toothy smile. His elongated fangs could only mean one thing, and her body betrayed her with a rush of hot heat between her legs. The Drakan’s nostrils flared, as though he could smell her wetness, and Gemini hastily dropped her gaze to her plate of food.
“Good, then, let’s eat.”
The men of any species have needs…
Gemini Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Cirrion Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion. Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his dark desires. Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his Drakan lover Ornack.
With Drakan at war with Cirrion the men's relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can't.
From the minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
There's only one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
Buy it at Bookstrand
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