[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Sci-Fi Romance, M/M, HEA]
He willingly sacrificed himself for others' freedom… Abducted and sold to a vicious alien, humble dockworker Noah Cameron never thought he’d be a hero, but when he’s offered a choice between gaining his own freedom or freeing hundreds of slaves, Noah chooses the good of the many and willingly enslaves himself to a king. Desperate and determined, Mingor Faur allows Noah to believe he’s a simple king when the truth is much more complicated. Mingor needs Noah at his side for protection, but he never anticipated falling in love. As the two come to terms with their agreement and delve deeper into a powerful bond, they can’t resist the indomitable forces pulling them apart. When faced with a situation similar to what he placed Noah in, will Mingor choose the good of the many, or will he do anything to keep Noah?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Anitra Lynn McLeod is a Siren-exclusive author.
“That was very foolish.”
Across from Noah was a creature clad in a dark-blue outfit that covered him completely. All Noah could see were the most riveting amethyst eyes. Around his head was what looked like a golden crown, but it wasn’t rigid. Somehow, the metal seemed to be soft. It hugged his head and held the combination robe and veil in place.
Noah opened his mouth to say something, but refrained. Since Noah had to pee, and getting another jolt just might make him soil himself, he decided he should shut the hell up. So far, he’d not had to suffer that particular indignity. He doubted his master would react kindly to him urinating on his floor. Then again, the floor did seem to be made of some kind of polished stone. Perhaps that was for easy cleanup. Noah wouldn’t be surprised to find out Hindur had killed one of his slaves in a fit of pique.
“You seem to be driven to deliberately defy him even though you know he will hurt you.”
“What’s it to you?” Noah wondered if this was some kind of test. Inflicting psychological torture was something that Hindur enjoyed immensely. Days ran into nights, and Noah had no idea what time it was or what day. All he knew was that he would be called on to do Hindur’s bidding.
“I would free you.”
A surge of hope made Noah lean toward the curious alien, but suspicion pushed him back before the tether could activate.
“I see you do not believe me.”
“Why should I?”
“Because I do not lie.”
Noah swore he was hallucinating. The creature’s voice was so impossibly beautiful. It was masculine and powerful, but not the way Hindur’s was strong from bullying. This guy’s voice had the kind of strength that came from absolute faith in who he was and what he could do.
“What do you want with me?” Noah asked because, though he heard the assurance in the man’s voice, he didn’t believe anyone would actually help him. Hindur had an army of well-trained creatures with big eyes, ears, and guns. Even now, out the corner of his eye, Noah saw them prowling around the grounds. As bizarre as it was, they looked an awful lot like humanoid cockroaches. Still, Noah had no desire to test their fighting ability. And he certainly couldn’t step on them like he did the roaches at home.
“I find I want you because you intrigue me.” The alien reached up and lowered the part of his veil that covered his face. “I am Mingor Faur.”
“Holy shit.” Noah couldn’t help himself. Mingor was purple. But not a dark purple like his eyes. Mingor was the exact same shade as the massive lavender farms that Noah passed on his way to the docks. When the flowers came into bloom, the scent was almost overpowering, just like this guy. Not that he smelled bad, not at all. He smelled…fresh, almost like an ocean breeze. It was his very presence that was overwhelming. “What are you?”
Mingor smiled, revealing very human lips and teeth. “I am from Thand, so I suppose that makes me a Thandling.”
“Your eyes are the color of amethysts.”
After a hesitation for the translator, Mingor’s smile deepened. “You compare my eyes to a precious stone?”
Noah nodded. Frankly, he didn’t know how valuable amethysts were, but at the moment he didn’t really care. There was simply nothing more stunning that he could compare Mingor’s eyes to.
“I compare your vivid blue eyes to the backs of the ocean turtles.”
It took a moment for the words to translate into ocean turtles. “Are they ugly?” Noah wasn’t sure if he was being insulted or not.
“To the contrary, they are the most beautiful creatures in all the ocean.” Mingor took another half step closer. “May I have a name to call you by?”
“Noah. Noah Cameron. I’m from Earth.”
“Noah,” Mingor repeated. “It is a strong name that matches your strong back.”
Hope slipped away. This was just another kinky alien who would probably pay a fortune to fuck him. There was no doubt in Noah’s mind that time was coming far faster than he could imagine.
“I say that strictly to praise you, not to as a way to seduce you.”
“No.” Mingor said the one word with such conviction that hope slipped right back into Noah’s heart against his valiant efforts to keep it out. Why did he want to believe this alien was any different from any of the others? If he was here in Hindur’s house, he was a purveyor of slaves. That right there made him despicable in Noah’s eyes. But there was something terribly compelling about Mingor. Then again, maybe he only felt that way because unlike the hideous Mahadocon, this Thandling was delicately handsome and far more similar to his own kind. Noah had always been a sucker for slightly built men. Mingor wasn’t human, but he looked like a tall, thin purple twink. Without realizing what he was doing, Noah’s gaze wandered down to Mingor’s hips. With all the draping layers of the robe, he wasn’t able to see anything at all.
“I am male.”
“Right.” Noah yanked his gaze back up to Mingor’s eyes, losing himself in the wicked depths.
“I will free you.”
Why do I sense a but coming? After his encounter with the Mahadocon, Noah was smart enough to keep his mouth shut.
“But you must do something for me.”
Bingo. “What’s that?”
“You must enslave yourself to me.”
Before Mingor could answer, Noah’s mouth was again covering his. Their tongues touched and explored as their hands held one another’s cocks. Mingor stroked Noah leisurely, just as he had in the tub, but it became evident that Noah didn’t want to repeat that particular activity.
“Let me show you something.” Noah kissed his way down Mingor’s face to his neck, where he nuzzled and teased with his mouth and teeth. Given the way he was growling and groaning, Mingor thought for a moment that Noah would bite him. Anticipation sensitized his nerves and heightened his awareness. Eventually, Noah continued his journey down Mingor’s body. He stopped briefly to examine Mingor’s chest, but when he found his nipples were unresponsive to caresses, unlike his own, Noah continued working his way down.
Mingor wasn’t certain what to expect, but when he felt Noah’s hot breath across his sensitized shaft, he rocked his hips up, ramming his cock against Noah’s mouth. Even though the touch was brief, it was shockingly good. Far better than he could have ever imagined.
Rather than anger, Noah laughed. “Whoa, cowboy. You’re not ready to ride just yet.”
Mingor had no idea what that meant, but he didn’t care. It was clear that Noah was teasing him, both literally and figuratively.
Noah placed his massive hand on Mingor’s hip, forcefully holding him down as he lowered his mouth to Mingor’s shaft. As he kissed his way up Mingor’s cock, the reason for his solid hold became clear. No matter how much Mingor struggled to rock his hips, he was held almost motionless. Somehow, the very act of being controlled by Noah’s strength was oddly arousing.
When Noah reached the tip, he opened his mouth and breathed out. The hot, moist wind of his breath was uniquely arousing. It was a touch without contact that sent Mingor’s senses reeling. He placed one hand on Noah’s back, loving the way his muscles bunched and flexed as he moved over him, performing his erotic task. The other hand he put on Noah’s head, loving the way his hair slipped through his fingers with a softness unlike anything Mingor had ever touched.
After teasing him with his breath, Noah lowered his mouth and kissed the very tip of Mingor’s cock.
He bucked up, but Noah was there to hold him down. The struggle was pleasing in and of itself. His urge to thrust had to have come from some deeply buried biological urge because it wasn’t intentional. Mingor struggled to regain control of himself but failed miserably. He became so aroused that even his breathing became ragged and untamed.
“I do not understand what is happening to me.”
“You’re getting close to orgasm.”
“How can you tell?”
“All the signs are there. Relax and let it happen.” Noah released his hold on Mingor’s hip and slid his hand down between Mingor’s legs. His target became clear when he toyed with the tight ring of flesh that guarded his rectum. Concerned that he was touching such an intimate area, Mingor tried to pull his legs together, but Noah wouldn’t remove his hand. “Don’t fight me unless it hurts.”
“I just—it is so private.”
“That’s the point.” Noah lifted his head to peer up at Mingor. “If you honestly want me to stop, I will, but if you trust me, I think you’ll find I know what I’m doing.”
“But I’m not human.”
“I know. That’s why I’m going to go very slowly and watch your reaction.” While holding his gaze, Noah teased just the tip of his finger against Mingor’s sphincter.
At first, he felt vulnerable and exposed, but the more Noah touched him without harsh insistence, the more relaxed Mingor became. What initially felt awkward and strange was now sublimely pleasurable.
Unable to summon even one word in answer, Mingor nodded.
Lowering his head, Noah continued to tease Mingor’s ass while kissing the tip of his cock. Just as he’d become accustomed to the exquisite pleasure of that combination of touches, Noah opened his mouth and drew Mingor’s cock within. Mingor bucked up. To his shock, Noah was ready for him and took almost the entire length of his shaft into his mouth.