Blurb:
Planning to let his mates act out
their fantasies, Suva takes them to his home planet of Espoornia and lets
submissive Taran chase dominant Greg for a change, with a sneaky scheme to end
it all in a marriage ceremony. But
Suva’s plans go awry from the start and one of them is hunted for real. Worried
about the one captured being sold or killed, the remaining two have a hard time
searching for the other. But then they find themselves in danger, too! Will
they escape? Will they ever be free to marry?
Be Warned: ménage sex (MMM), m/m sex, BDSM
Excerpt:
“No
way am I running around naked.”
The
two others also standing in the immense forest looked at Greg in astonishment.
He knew he sounded petulant, however, he hadn’t expected Espoornia, the home of
his elf-like alien partner, Suva, would be so damn cold. It was nothing like
their home on the space station, Orion One, which served as an administration,
communications and military point for the various nations that co-habited that
area of the galaxy. Even his birth planet of Earth, which he hadn’t visited for
some years, was far warmer. Unless you were at the poles of his home world, of
course.
He
shivered and resisted the urge to cup his cock. “If I run around with no
clothes on my dick will go blue. Jeez, it will do more than that—it will freeze
and drop off!”
Suva
said something in his own language and stormed off, his long yellow coat
flowing behind him as his lengthy strides took him back to their car shuttle. A
densely covered planet, it was impossible to fly from one place to another so
the only transport was land-based. Even taking this vehicle involved a journey
of many hours.
Taran,
the third in their relationship, a reptilian from the planet Cinattra, gave a
quirky smile, his dark eyes twinkling in amusement at Suva’s outburst as Greg
glanced in his direction. The alien looked away, as if he didn’t want to repeat
the Espoornian’s words.
Greg
huffed. “So what did Suva just say? I am guessing he swore at me, or
something?”
On
the space station, translations were broadcast immediately if anyone spoke
anything other than the galactic language. There were no such facilities in the
middle of the cold—but stunningly beautiful—forest where the trees rose to
impossibly soaring heights. It made Greg dizzy looking up.
Taran
laughed and Greg studied him, amazed that the youngest of the trio could go
bare-chested in this temperature. He might be presenting his gorgeous red,
muscular chest, as was normal in his culture, the scales on the sides of his
body showing above the belt, but Taran was from a hot world, which made it even
stranger to Greg. At least Taran wore leather boots to match his black,
jewel-encrusted skirt and the band around his neck. The latter was a sign of
his submission.
The
Cinattran nodded. “Yes. It was something about your manhood being too small to
drop off, and even if it did he would stuff it up your soft human backside.”
Greg’s
face tightened. But he couldn’t stay angry for long, and a chuckle escaped him.
“I’ll show him too small one of these
days!” Walking over to Taran, he ruffled his partner’s long red hair, tied back
in its customary plait, so different from his own closely cropped hair. Greg
was the dominant one in the relationship, having picked up both guys at a bar
on the space station. Suva could switch between roles, being submissive with
him while dominant with Taran, who was submissive to both of them. Their
relationship usually worked well.
Except
everything had changed.
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Author Bio:
Jennifer Denys is a
multi-published author of BDSM novellas, sci-fi stories and romantic
comedies with more than one publisher. She is also working on werewolf and
historical novels.
An Englishwoman through and
through, she lives in a beautiful historical city in England with her pet
rabbit who is thoroughly spoiled and is the dominant one in her household...
She posts to her blog three
times a week to keep readers up-to-date on forthcoming books and writing in
general. Do email Jennifer she would love to hear from fans.
Author Links: Website/Blog
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