Be careful what you wish for—it just might come true. Emily experiences the old adage firsthand after waking up on an alien cruiser. Naked. And intensely turned-on.
The Earther woman extended an invitation Commander Rodar couldn’t refuse. Gaining her sexual surrender is easy. To win her heart, he’ll have to grant her certain exclusive alien rights.
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Excerpt From: ALIEN RIGHTS
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© NICOLE AUSTIN, 2013
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“Shall we transport the Earther back
to the surface now, Commander?” Elon Tanes, second-in-command of astrocruiser Neimus,
awaited orders.
“No.” Kalgron Rodar bit back a sigh.
“She stays.” The Neimus would continue to orbit Earth until he
determined how to proceed.
Due to advancements in medicine and
technology, his home planet, Ralos, had become overpopulated. They’d had such
high hopes that Earth, inhabited by beings similar to Ralosians, would be
suitable for settlement. But extensive study of Earth’s society and people had
proved otherwise. The inhabitants of Earth had little tolerance for their own
cultural differences, which often resulted in horrific wars. They certainly
wouldn’t tolerate the Ralosians.
The male subject they’d recently
returned to Earth had been more accepting than most yet his fears had been
profound. When the exomed discovered precancerous cells in his prostate, the
man should have been overjoyed to receive treatment that would prevent the
disease from attacking his body. Instead he’d screamed and acted as if the anal
probe caused injury.
No, Earth wouldn’t accept the
superior, peaceful people of Ralos as their neighbors. He needed to remember
that and move forward with his primary mission.
Difficult when all he could think
about was the Earther woman held in the cruiser’s stasis chamber.
Emma-lee, with her creamy skin and
luscious body. So wonderfully responsive and vocal in her pleasure.
Flarken nishet, he inwardly cursed.
The image of Emma-lee extending her
arms and calling out to him would be forever burned into his memory. From the
first moment he’d seen her, Kalgron had been captivated.
Kalgron, take me away!
He’d lacked the will to resist her
impassioned invitation. Orders issued for travel to another possible host
planet were forgotten, cast aside. One imperative drove him, to the point all
else ceased to exist. Kalgron had to have the exquisite woman. The very idea of
letting her go created an unbearable ache at the center of his chest.
The crew, confounded by his strange
behavior, cast surreptitious glances his way. How could he explain his actions
to others when unfamiliar emotions overruled rational thought? He’d never shown
interest in the subjects or any desire for a mate, not that it wasn’t well
within his right and power to take one. But Emma-lee was different from the
others.
Normally when subjects were brought
onto the cruiser for study, they were scanned by a medic utilizing a
computerized exomed unit. Brain activity and stored memories were analyzed and
any detected anomalies in the subject’s genes were repaired. The whole process
took mere minutes. Only Kalgron hadn’t allowed a medic anywhere near Emma-lee
and had performed the scans himself, spending countless hours in the chamber
with her.
He didn’t know what had possessed
him to implant a translator in her brain during the scans. There was no need
for subjects to understand the Ralosians, who had mastered simple Earth
phrases, the only communication necessary during the brief interactions. But
the strong impulse to talk with Emma-lee had been undeniable.
Her physical appeal had drawn him in
but her inner beauty was what held him enthralled. Unlike other Earthers, she
had a keen intellect and believed life on other planets probable. Her desire
for astral exploration made Kalgron wish to take her with him—keep her as his
lifemate.
An instantaneous connection had
snapped into place between them when he’d entered the stasis chamber. And the
way she responded to his voice… Gads! He’d never encountered any being capable
of reaching sexual release from nothing more than auditory stimulus.
He should return the woman to her
planet and complete his mission. Return Emma-lee to her life and leave her in
peace.
Nishet.
Kalgron shot from his chair at the
command console. The idea of leaving her behind compelled him to act. He hadn’t
learned the texture or taste of her skin or how it would feel to drive his
erection into her woman’s warmth. He would not give her up until he had exhausted
his lust for her and satisfied the intense sexual ache that drove him to
distraction.
