Alien Manhunt 2 (M/M/M) ~ Jennifer Denys

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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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.

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ASSASSIN, Planet Alpha (M/M/M) ~ Nicola Cameron

Blurb:

Planet Alpha TM

While hunting raiders, Duncan Shea and other members of the New Black Watch run into a deadly ambush. Injured and alone, Duncan stumbles across a grounded shuttle carrying an Alphan warrior named Taric and a mysterious Xyran named Zhan. The handsome aliens agree to help Duncan, but he quickly learns they also have a plan of their own -- to claim him as their mate.

Forced to hide their bond from their respective governments, Taric and Zhan never expect to find their third bondmate while on an unauthorized mission to stop a vicious Xyran slave master. Neither of them can resist the urge to claim Duncan, but will their new mate help them catch their old foe, or turn them over to Earth -- and Alphan -- justice?

Be Warned: menage sex (MMM), m/m sex, rimming

Excerpt:

          Duncan stepped back as the airlock hatch rose, revealing a huge golden Alphan warrior in a black uniform. A brief memory flickered across his mind, an afternoon with a tall, broadly built watchman who had tumbled him laughing into a bed of leaves before fucking him senseless. The sex had left him with a distinct appreciation for men built on the alien’s scale.

          “Greetings, human,” the Alphan said, golden eyes staring at him curiously. “Are you in need of aid?”

          The low, rumbling voice knocked him out of the memory. “Uh, yeah. I mean, yessir,” Duncan said, wondering if he should salute or what. “Name’s Duncan Shea. I’m with the New Black Watch.” He showed his right arm, where a band of green and blue tartan had been clumsily sewn. At the alien’s puzzled look he added, “It’s a guard unit. We were tracking some thieves when we got ambushed about five klicks from here.”

           The alien glanced at the woods behind him. “You are alone?”

           Duncan grimaced. “My men are dead. Bastards planted some kind of mine in the woods.” Like an alien’s gonna know what a mine is. “You step on it, it blows up,” he clarified. “You heard anything about that, sir?”

           The Alphan’s eyebrows rose. “About … mines?”

           “Or thieves, sir. Local ones.”

           The alien shook his head. “I know nothing about local criminals, Watchman Shea. Nor do I know anything about human explosive devices.”

           Duncan sagged. Even if the Alphan was lying, there was no way he could prove it. And forcing his way on board an alien ship, even if it wasn’t hiding outlaws on board, was suicide. “All right, thank you.” With a weary tip of his hat, he turned to go.

          “Wait,” the alien ordered. “You were injured in this explosion.”

          It was a statement, not a question. Duncan shrugged, then winced as his cold, tight muscles cramped with the motion. “Got banged up a little, yeah.”

          This time the Alphan glanced up at the gunmetal sky and the cold rain pouring down. “This weather is not safe or healthy for an injured human. Board my ship and I shall assist you.”

          It was Duncan’s turn to raise his eyebrows. “‘Scuse me?”

          “Did I use your language incorrectly?” The Alphan switched to a loud, slow tone. “Board … my … ship … and—”

          Duncan shook his head. “I got that. I meant, why are you gonna help me?”

          The alien smiled. It made his craggy, handsome face more human, somehow. “My race signed a treaty with yours to offer assistance when and where we could. As such, it is my duty as an Alphan warrior to assist an injured human warrior.”

          “Oh.” That did line up with what he’d heard about the gold aliens and their sense of honor. “Well, sir, in the case, I’d be pleased to get out of the rain for a spell.”

          The Alphan stepped back, and Duncan climbed into the airlock, pulling off his hat and swallowing a moan as the warm air hit his cold, wet skin. “Oh, that feels good.”

          “I imagine it does.” The Alphan towered over him by a good six inches, and a pair of pointed black horns on his forehead added another inch of height. Duncan couldn’t help checking out the thickly muscled body straining the seams of its uniform. While he was in good shape, he suspected that the Alphan could crush him like a bug.

          Or throw you down and fuck you silly, part of his mind suggested.

          He shivered pleasantly at the thought. “Um, do you—”

          “What a sodden creature,” another voice said sourly. “Do we let it drip dry, or do we wring it out?”

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Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of "y'all," much to her Chicago family's dismay.

Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn't until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...). 

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UNEXPECTED, Planet Alpha (MFM) ~ J.J. Lore

Blurb:

Planet Alpha TM

As two Alphan warriors on the fast track to promotion and improved status, Mikel and Felix of the Tauride have their future planned out. They intend to go from performing security duties for the Prince while he visits Earth to eventually earning the right to seek out their human mate and rescue her in some dramatic way, impressing her and earning her love. But a chance encounter with a lovely young woman sends them both down a markedly different path. 

Shy Alisa Sorrel merely wanted to see a rose garden, then retreat back to her safe and sequestered life in the Women’s Refuge on Earth, but once she encounters two earnest and determined Alphan officers, she’s forced out of her shell and into a whole new world of passion. 

Even as the bonds they share tighten and satisfy needs they’d never imagined, Alisa, Felix, and Mikel are soon faced with danger and betrayal from the machinations of humans and Alphans alike. The Alphans will have the chance to rescue their fair damsel after all, but will they make it in time?

Be Warned:  ménage sex (MFM), m/m interaction


Excerpt:

Felix looked down at her and watched her eyelashes flutter as she stared at the door, her body trembling slightly. A faint drift of her scent trickled into his nostrils, and he sucked it in, the primal urge to learn her signs compelling him to sniff, stare, touch, and taste the woman who would be bound to him and Mikel. Desire filled him, strong and hot like a blazing fire, and he wrapped his arm around her body, pulling her tighter because he couldn’t stop himself. She tensed and turned her head to gaze up at him. He knew he should release her, not frighten her any more than she already had to be, but before he could move, Alisa let out a little sigh as she closed her eyes and leaned her head against his shoulder.

He stiffened with shock, but his body took over before his mind could catch up as he held her tight, stroking her shining brown hair like he’d wanted to since he’d first seen her. The sensations of her full breasts and round thighs sliding against him heated his blood and made his staff throb and harden. Twin pangs of pain echoed from the roof of his mouth as his tesak budded. This primitive response to her presence was the last bit of encouragement he needed. She was meant for them, like no other woman ever would be. She wriggled against him and slid her hands along his back muscles like she gained some comfort from the movement. He desperately wished there were no garments separating their skin. Lowering his head toward hers, he dared press his lips to the warm, smooth skin of her temple as fragrant wisps of her hair tickled his nose.

With a sudden inhalation, Alisa drew back and stared into his eyes. Felix froze. Her mouth opened slightly as if she was going to say something, but instead of speaking, she merely tightened her grip on his shoulders. She wasn’t rejecting him. With that realization, heat flooded through his body, anticipation of bonding with her in all things gave him the courage to cup her cheek and lean close. He waited a beat for her to show any sign of hesitation, but all she did was close her eyes.

At the first brush of her lips, his tesak burst out, his body’s primal signal to capture her essence both a pleasure and pain. He’d kissed a few other human women, but all past experience was swept from his mind as he tasted Alisa. Her sweet, warm mouth opened under his as she shuddered against him. Licking at her, he buried his fingers in her hair. Her full lips caught at him, the soft friction driving him to press his tongue against hers. She quivered, and he stiffened, his instincts shouting for him to rip her clothes from her body, to lower her to the floor and press his aching staff deep inside her luscious quonum.

A strong grip on his arm brought him out of the intense caress, and he stared for a moment at Alisa as she gasped in his arms, her head lolling against his shoulder. Another squeeze on his arm broke the trance, and he turned to see Mikel frowning at him.

“You were growling loud enough to draw attention,” his bondmate spoke in a low voice with a glance at the door. Felix glimpsed the curve of Mikel’s own tesak, and he rejoiced. Alisa was theirs, but not if they were discovered and exiled from Earth as punishment. Chagrined, Felix tried to collect himself. He’d been so overcome by her he’d forgotten the peril of their situation. Mikel glanced down at Alisa, and his gaze softened. She blinked up at them, a bright pink blush blooming in her cheeks. Their beauty, soon to be claimed.

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J. J. Lore needs three things; strong, black coffee, time to write, and…well…you can guess the third. When she isn’t inventing fantastical tales filled with passionate people, she’s shaking sriracha on whatever she’s eating or reading about the Justinian plague. For updates on her erotic romance releases, visit her at:

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Prowling the Vet, Perfect Pairs (M/F/M) ~ Tamsin Baker

Blurb:

Laura is a veterinarian in a country town near the spectacular Canadian Rocky Mountains. She's intelligent, beautiful, over-sized, and not interested in a relationship with any man. When she literally gets knocked off her feet by a pair of twins, she's horrified to find she can't resist the attraction.

Brandon and Tyler have been waiting for their perfect mate since they were teenagers. Brandon's buried himself in alcohol and women, but Tyler's so lonely it hurts. When they meet the voluptuous Laura they must pull together to win the heart of their fated mate, and prove why a Perfect Pair of mountain lion shifters are exactly what she needs.

Be Warned:  ménage sex (MFM), anal sex

Excerpt:  Warning - MFM shifter hotness!

Laura giggled with excitement and moved up onto the huge bed so that she lay with her head on the pillow. She was really going to do this—go to bed with two men, and brothers at that!

“Are you two going to join me or just stand there staring?”

The men looked between each other before they crawled onto the bed, Brandon sliding over her and using his knee to spread her legs.

“Open for me.”

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his still denim-clad ass. Heat pooled between her thighs as he took control of the situation. She hated to admit it, but she kinda’ loved it.

He kissed her lips and she reached up for his head, dragging him down so that his chest was flat against her breasts. Tingles flared between them as his tongue speared into her mouth, a groan escaping his lips when he tasted her.

“I’ll squash you,” he said against her lips and Laura laughed a little.

“You’re kidding. I love the feel of your weight on me.”

She pressed on his back and encouraged him to lay more on her.

He slowly released some of the weight he held on his arms and let it sink onto her.

A contented bliss settled over her and she sighed. “Yes.”

Brandon moaned and dove down to her neck, biting and sucking the skin along her throat, and moving down.

Laura closed her eyes and let embarrassing noises escape her, as Brandon’s mouth seared a path of heat and pleasure down her body. She ran her hands through Brandon’s short hair, touching him as much as possible as he made his way toward her breasts.

His wet lips slid over her flesh as he cupped one of her breasts with both of his massive hands and plumped it up for his mouth. The kneading sensation was comforting and arousing at the same time, and Laura opened her eyes to watch him enjoying her flesh.

He sucked the nipple into his mouth and she cried out, pleasure shooting down her belly to center between her legs. He suckled her over and over, then moved back onto his haunches to stare down at her.

Laura made some sort of pleading noise that left her mouth without her permission, and reached out for him with both hands.

“Come back, please.” She needed his heat and weight on her.

“No, it’s my turn.” Tyler muscled his brother out of the way and reached up to pull her undies down her legs.

Laura let him, impatient for more. It had been so long since she’d been touched by anything other than her vibrating toys.

“Wow, you’re even beautiful here.” Tyler ran his soft fingertips over her sensitive clit and down between her folds, making Laura’s whole body buck up, and she gasped out a huffy response.

“That’s impossible, but thanks.”

She wasn’t waxed or overly concerned about keeping that part of herself manicured. She didn’t have time or the inclination to be pretty for only herself. Now she was thinking maybe she should have.

Brandon moved so that he was shoulder to shoulder with his brother and stared down at her.

You’ve got to be kidding me!

Laura tried to close her legs, but Tyler held them wide open.

Brandon shook his head and chuckled.

Laura didn’t like that at all.

“Don’t laugh at me.” She sat up and tried to twist away from them.

Brandon fell forward and pinned her back on the bed, moving onto his side and cupping her mound with his hand.

Laura turned her head away and Brandon chuckled again, his lips moving to her ear.

“I keep waiting for something about you to turn me off, but you have the best looking cunt I have ever seen.”

Laura hissed and turned her face around to glare at Brandon, but it didn’t stop him talking.

“You do. It’s a beautiful pink, the lips are symmetrical, and it has the most inviting slit I have…ever…” Brandon pressed two long fingers to her opening and she titled her hips up to let him in.

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Tamsin Baker read sexy romance for years, skipping the story to find the 'good bits'. 
When she found Erotic romance and Erotica, it was like coming home to people who understood.
When it was time to write, the world expanded and she knew this was what she wanted to do forever.

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