New release from Changeling Press: Earth Con, Jazzed Up
Now available at http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2505
Zara represents the force of life and love through sex. Origin has sent her into the universe to battle her counterpart, an escaped spirit who brings enslavement and death. She’s followed Raven to Earth Con to save humans from Raven’s evil. What she doesn’t expect to discover is a human with the power of Origin strong inside him.
Nolan Price lost his sister to a cult, and since then he’s devoted himself to freeing other victims. He never thought to encounter a charismatic leader from another part of the universe. Nor did he understand the depths of his own strength.
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And now read on for an x-rated excerpt. 🙂
“It’s my nature. Come on.” With that, Zara turned and went into the bedroom. He followed, of course, and closed the sliding glass door behind them. They were going to get pretty loud in a minute, and the people by the pool didn’t have to overhear their orgasms.
She sat on the bed to remove her boots and then rose to begin a strip-tease. He never would have believed getting out of a T-shirt could be sexy, but at this point, everything she did had his blood at the simmer. She shed that and the badge, letting them fall by the bed. Now she was down to a flight-suit sort of costume. Form-fitting. It showed off her lush hips and small breasts. He did his best concentrate on getting rid of his own clothing as she pulled down the zipper of her outfit and shrugged it over her shoulders.
As she exposed more and more of her body, the idea of her being a sex goddess became believable. He could bury his nose in the crook of her neck and breathe in her scent. His own uniform came off without a hitch, but he had to tug at his shorts to get them over his erection.
When she saw him, she licked her lips as if she was already tasting his swollen flesh, and his knees almost buckled. He’d never had a fever like this for a woman, and he’d better get her onto the bed before he came just looking at her.
She either felt the same way or took pity on him, because she positioned herself on the comforter, her legs spread, and opened her arms to him. He went to her immediately and covered her body with his own. What little sanity he had left told him to hold his weight off her, and he took her mouth in a kiss as her breasts pressed against his chest. Her belly made the perfect pillow for his erection, and his hips flexed of their own power, pushing his cock against her.
“Do you see what I mean?” she whispered.
“Yes, oh God, yes.” He’d agree to anything at this point.
“I want you.”
She sure as hell was going to have him, but even drugged with passion as he was, he’d still take the time to get her as excited as he was. He slid aside to allow his hand access to her mound. His fingers contacted moisture, and he parted her pussy lips in search of her clit.
When he found it, she let out a yip, and her hips lifted upward. She was hot, too, as hungry as he was. He’d fuck her good and hard but not until he’d played with her for a while. He continued with firm strokes over her clitoris, pressing and rolling it until she writhed.
Oh yeah, this was sex the way it was supposed to be. Uncomplicated, blocking out the rest of the world, boiling existence down to sights and sounds and nerve endings. All his nerve endings had gone to the top of the scale and would soon take him over the edge.
Even better, she responded as if she felt the same way. Her breathing came raggedly, her breasts rising and falling, and a deep flush went from her cheeks over her neck and down to her chest. A woman as close to orgasm as he was.
With no more need to delay, he took his position between her legs with his cock ready to bury itself in her pussy and drove himself home with one thrust. She immediately climaxed, her muscles clamping down on him and then bursting into spasms. She shouted as she came — the powerful song of a woman finding ecstasy. As though he were the greatest lover on earth.
Somehow, he managed to hold on to a thread of control and hung back from the brink so he could bask in her body’s praise of him. He held himself above her, not moving except for the trembling of his arms. After a moment, her eyes opened, and she stared up at him with an expression of pure shock in her face.
“You’re not supposed to be able to do that,” she said.
“Not give you an orgasm? You must have had some piss-poor lovers in your day.”
“You’re not supposed to be able to resist,” she said.