Deep, Hard, and Rough (MFMM)
Luna Riyan dreams of a life without violence, degradation, and vile sex, a life unlike all that she has ever known. She has been planning to escape when she has enough saved, but when she is told her prized virginity will be sold to the highest bidder, she knows she can't wait any longer. After nearly being killed by the man obsessed with her, she finds herself aboard the spacecraft of three very big, very fearsome warriors.
Erak, Genet, and Raimi are princes in search of females to carry their future heirs. The brothers fear nothing and expect compliance in all things. But things do not turn out quite as they expected. They never thought for a moment that their mate would be the same female, or that she would be a tiny human. They will show her that killing their enemies isn't the only thing they are good at. The only problem is that their mate is traumatized from her past on an ugly planet where prostitution and slavery are rife. She is afraid and reluctant to give them what they want ... to possess her completely.
Be Warned: voyeurism, menage sex (MFMM)
Erak strode into the dining hall with a fierce scowl on his face, determined strides, and his hands clenched by his sides. She had already grown wet sitting so close to Genet and Raimi, but seeing the hardness pour off him, the alphaness and his warrior stride, had a fresh gush of wetness coating her the intimate lips of her pussy. He only wore a pair of low hanging leathers, and his skin was damp and slightly pink from what she knew was a shower. His black hair was even darker when it was wet, appearing like the onyx wings of a Ravenward bird. The muscles of his chest were so pronounced, so defined, that his power wasn’t even a question. Luna let her eyes travel down the hard ridges, toned dips, and traced the intricate inked lines on his forearms that spoke of his royal lineage. He also had dark ink that continued up his biceps and disappeared around his back.
Erak didn’t look at anyone as he came further into the room and took a seat at the head of the table. His brow was furrowed, but even his pinched expression couldn’t take away from the attractive rawness that he exuded. Her heart pounded fiercely, and her cheeks heated further. Luna couldn’t tear her eyes away from him, and the longer she stared at Erak, the more the lust swirled inside of her, taking her to an unknown and unfamiliar place.
His hands were on top of the table, and she watched in feminine appreciation as he curled those long fingers inward and lifted only his eyes to pierce her with his violet stare. His head was still downcast, and his dark hair was a swatch of silky ink across his forehead. Genet and Raimi shifted in their seats, and the heat increased in the room. She swore she could feel their arousal for her, hear their hearts pounding faster, and taste their need to have her thicken the air.
“If you keep staring at me, Fallina, I won’t be able to control my actions.” His voice was deep, rough, and baritone. It caressed her like she wanted his hands to, like she wanted all of them to. Even with his subtle warning she couldn’t break the mesmerizing hold he seemed to have on her. Ever so slightly he flattened his hands on the table, pushed up so his forearms and biceps bulged from the action, and leaned closer to her. “If you keep looking at me like that, I’m liable to throw you over my shoulder, tear those hideous clothes off of you, and feast on your body until you scream my name in pleasure. I’ve stayed away because I know that is what you want, but that doesn’t mean it hasn’t been hard as fuck.”
Her pulse beat in her throat, in her ears, and drowned out everything else until she only sensed the three of them. Blinking through the haze of desire, Luna slowly looked over at Raimi and Genet. The brothers had the same expression Erak did: scorching need to see her completely bared for them. Oh God. Wetness was a continuous flow from her.
Something shifted across Erak’s face, and for a moment she felt real fear toward him. Luna didn’t know too many things, but what she did know was that at this exact moment she needed to put some distance between her and the three of them or she wouldn’t be able to deny them or herself any longer. A low rumble started to fill the room, and she looked at Genet and Raimi, but the noise wasn’t coming from them. When she looked back at Erak her heart stalled in her chest. He stood to his full seven foot height, and the air around them became so charged the hair on her arms stood on end.
“Run, Luna. Run.”