Eve Langlais: Accidental Abduction

“I was hoping you’d like it.”

“Like it, I love it. Not as much as I love you, though, my purple pirate.”

“Mercenary,” he growled.

Megan smirked. They kept having this argument-on purpose, of course. She squealed when he stood and upended her over his shoulder.

“That’s it, back to bed you go until you learn your lesson.”

“And which one would that be?” she sassed.

“I am a mercenary, the most feared one in the known universe, and you will obey me or suffer the consequences.”

“I’d rather you be my pirate and ravish me.”

He smacked her ass and then rubbed his hand against the crease of her cleft. “You are never going to let me forget I accidentally abducted you, are you?”

“Nope. But don’t worry, I still love you.”

“And I love you my beautiful, feisty barbarian. But don’t tell anyone, or I’ll have to kill them.”

Her laughter rang out, filled with all the joy she’d discovered in her alien lover’s arms.

In the end he made love to her, and while they still argued about his title, he taught her that she should always speak her mind, the results were just too pleasurable not to.

Meanwhile, in a galaxy, far, far away, Jaro woke and shook his head in confusion. He blinked, and then blinked again at what he saw, none of which made sense. The last thing he recalled, his ship was hit by some kind of electromagnetic pulse and he’d lost all control of his craft.

Apparently, though, he’d survived, even if his situation appeared odd considering he found himself spread eagle on a soft surface. Pulling at his arms and legs, he scowled as he discovered them restrained. Craning his head, he also noticed that he appeared to have lost his clothing.

Then again, so had the female who entered his field of vision. Pale of skin like the barbarian female his brother had mated with, the petite beauty possessed a pair of full breasts with pink tips pierced with golden rings. Her hair, a fiery red curtain, fell past her waist and matched that of her pubes. Green eyes flecked with gold regarded him with cool interest.

Despite his situation, Jaro couldn’t help the surge of lust which made his cock rise. She didn’t miss it either and she trailed her gaze over his body, her look heating his blood and expanding his prick even further.

Her nipples tightened and her lips pursed as she approached him. She ran a finger, edged with a sharp nail, down his chest. Jaro’s body trembled, consumed with a desire to claim this female, to thrust into her tight body and devour her luscious breasts until she came, clawing at his back.

A firm grip wrapped around his shaft and he sucked in a breath, unable to stop himself from arching his hips up. Slowly, she stroked him and the smell of her arousal filled the air, a decadent aroma that drove Jaro wild with lust.

“Untie me,” he said hoarsely, eager to give her what she plainly desired.

The motion on his cock halted, and her eyes stopped their perusal of his body. Her gaze flicked up to meet his, and caught him. “I don’t think so, purple warrior. I have need of your body, and this position suits me just fine.”

Jaro frowned. “I don’t understand.”

She clambered onto the bed and straddled his waist, her moist core hovering over the tip of his prick. “You will soon. Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you-much.”

So you want to know a little about me? Well, I'm in my later thirties, married eleven years to a wonderful, supportive man-yes, he's a hunk-who gave me three beautiful, noisy children aged ten, seven, and five. I work as a webmistress and customer service rep from home, and in my spare time-of which there is tragically too little-I write, read, or Wii.

I was born in British Columbia, but being a military brat lived a little bit everywhere-Quebec, New Brunswick, Labrador, Virginia (USA), and finally Ontario. My family and I currently reside in the historic town of Bowmanville, about an hour or so out of Toronto.

Wow, was that ever boring! Now for the fun stuff.

I'm writing fantasy the way I like it-hot with a touch of fantasy. I enjoy writing stories that blur the boundaries between good and evil, and in some cases stomp all over that fine line. I tend to have a lot of sexual tension in my tales as I think all torrid love affairs start with a tingle in our tummies. My heroes are very male; you could even say borderline chest thumping at times, but they all have one thing in common. An everlasting love and devotion to the one they love.

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Thanks for reading.