While on a clandestine visit to Earth, Prince Edem of Alpha and his bondmate Mallet by chance meet a humble cook who intrigues them. The impulsive prince feels a brief fling with an exotic human female would be the perfect way to conclude their travels, but his more pragmatic bondmate urges caution.
Despite all the reasons to avoid her, the Alphans seek her out, intrigued by her prickly pride and defiant disposition. For her part, Corrine is intimidated by these imposing and mysterious alien men, but finds herself overwhelmed by their determined courtship.
Edem and Mallet convince themselves their deepening feelings for Corrine do not have to include bonding, since such a commitment would be forbidden by the King and rejected by the subjects of Alpha, determined to keep the royal bloodline pure. But when danger threatens, the three are forced to choose between having the galaxy at their feet and having each other forever.
Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), anal sex, m/m sex
Heat and light. And noise. That’s what she remembered before being borne to the floor in the Alphan’s strong arms. He was crouched over her now, one of his big hands pressing her face into his shoulder as the sound of shouts and scuffles roiled around her. Shock and fear made her skin go cold, and she burrowed as close as she could to Edem, heedless if it was improper. His warm weight was such a comfort, one she didn’t want to lose.
“All will be well,” he whispered in her ear, and she pressed her cheek to his. His long hair slipped over her face as his scent, spicy and musky like cardamom, filled her nose. Her breasts pressed to his chest, and as he shifted his legs over hers, her nipples hardened and sent a trickle of heat down to her pussy. Suppressing her instinct to spread her legs wide and press her groin to his, she instead wrapped her hands around his shoulders. “You will be safe with us.”
She desperately wished to believe this. She hadn’t felt safe in so long, she couldn’t even remember the last time she’d been completely at ease. She couldn’t stop the little whimper that escaped her, and Edem responded by rumbling something soft and low in that musical-sounding language to her. The raised voices gradually lessened along with the noise of stomping feet. The tension that had tightened her muscles eased, and she loosened her grip on his back.
His breath gusted across her neck, and she quivered. As his hand cupped around the back of her head to shield her from the floor, he shifted so he was looking down at her, his golden eyes a molten bronze as he took her in. She was frozen to the spot. He said something else in that unknown language, and she heard a few people move, but all consideration of her surroundings vanished as he pressed his lips to her cheek then nudged nearer her mouth.
“What…” She didn’t complete the question because the answer was obvious. This alien wanted to kiss her, and therefore that was what he was doing. He was arrogant, and he did as he liked. His lips were so warm and soft the idea they weren’t yet on her mouth made her moan a little. In response to her wordless little cry, Edem kissed her quiet, his mouth dropping over hers in a melting pressure that made her tense and relax at the same time. He nibbled at her upper lip and teased her lower with his tongue until she opened to him, heedless of the violence occurring outside or the idea that the other might Alphans be watching. Long, blissful seconds of pleasurable friction followed as she learned what he liked. He rocked his hips against her in a gentle imitation of penetration, and she could feel his thick cock against her belly through all the layers of clothing separating them. Why was she responding so positively? She didn’t even like sex all that much.
“Edem.” Mal’s voice made her shiver with awareness, and she broke the kiss to look at the big man as he squatted next to them, one big hand on his bondmate’s shoulder. Edem shifted his legs and rolled to the side but still kept his arm around her shoulders. She knew reclining between them on the floor probably looked ridiculous, but it didn’t seem anyone else was even in the room at this point. How long had they been kissing?
“I’m glad you are both well and not distressed by the recent disturbance.”
Was that a glint of humor in the imperious man’s eye? She tried to collect her wits, but Edem’s solid proximity and Mal’s open inspection of their entwined bodies made her brain fuzzy. How long had he been watching them? The idea should have been repellant, but she experienced only curiosity. She should be trying to get up and see the aftermath of the explosion as she normally would have, should be leaving the embrace of this near stranger. She shouldn’t have been kissing an alien on the dining room floor. Mal picked up her hand and inspected it as Edem smoothed back some of her hair, and an unaccustomed lassitude filled her.
“Corrine, come back with us.”