"The second volume of the ‘Terra Nova’ series continues the story of the Talamachait, as its inhabitants call themselves and their struggles against alien invaders. They may have successfully defeated the Trabuk, but that attempt at invasion has made them realize there are other worlds out there that may either threaten them or need their help. As a result they have begun negotiations with Earth, and it is at this point that the story begins. Jake is a major and has trained the men who are to be sent to Terra Nova in an exchange for technology the earthlings need to defend their world against species like the Trabuk who are out to subjugate those not strong enough to resist. Much about this world became a lot clearer to me in this second book, and I am glad I read it. While a lot of mystery remains, especially around the Talamachait goddess, the Talamachait society and beliefs were as fascinating a setting as ever and the suspense around who was behind the deception Jake has become a victim of kept me turning the pages. Jake is a career soldier, and a good one. He has been training a group of men for a mission he has no clue about, since he does not need to know. When the alien allies come through the wormhole to take the team with them, and Jake is suddenly requested to go as well, Jake is happy to volunteer. After all, he has no family on Earth, so nothing is holding him back. Imagine his surprise when he finds out that the three gorgeous aliens want to mate with him, and, apparently, he is now married to them. The amount of cross-cultural miscommunication is to be expected, and the way in which he clears up the misunderstandings not just with his mates but with the rest of the men from Earth is very mature. The three warrior brothers Jake is now mated to – Rhada, Ruvia, and Rayed – are relieved to see how easily Jake adapts. But they are also making every effort to be understanding, supportive, and helpful. It seems that they really are a perfect fir for Jake – who is not submissive like Cas in book one. Jake has his own ideas, and contributes to what is going on, and when he is attacked by unknown warriors, he makes the link to the weirdness he sensed before he left Earth and figures out that all is not as it should be. He insists on accompanying his three warriors, never mind that they intended to leave him behind where it was supposedly safe. What they discovers is shocking, and fixing the damage caused by the betrayal becomes Jake’s most important objective. If you like reading about alien societies with very different morals and attitudes to ours, if men who know what they want and demand their mates adapt interest you, and if you're looking for an imaginative, suspenseful read that is as hot as it is interesting, then you might enjoy this novella. I am curious to see what happens next on Nova Terra!" -- Serena Yates, Rainbow Book Reviews
“I will only agree to this if you volunteer, Jake,” the colonel stated as he called Jake by his first name, bringing his attention back from the strange men in the other room.
Jake looked at the colonel. “The service has been my family for nearly fifteen years, sir. It has given me a home, training, even companionship with my fellow soldiers. It has given me purpose when I really didn’t have one. If the army needs me to volunteer for a project that could potentially save our world, consider me a volunteer, sir.”
Col. Brighten chuckled. “Somehow, I knew you’d say that Jake. Are you sure?”
“Very good. I’ll have someone go to your quarters and pack your belongings. In the meantime, come out and meet your new commanding officers.”
Jake followed Col. Brighten out into the other room and across to the small group of people standing together in front of the wormhole entrance. It was only as he got closer to the three tall tawny-haired warriors that he realized that what he thought was dark, golden-tanned skin was actually a light covering of tawny-colored fur.
Jake curled his hands in to quell the urge to stroke his fingers through it.
“General Marten, I have spoken with Major O’Connell and he has volunteered for the project.”
General Marten nodded. “Very good, Colonel,” he said with obvious relief. “Major O’Connell, these are your new commanding officers, Commander Rhada, Commander Ruvia, and Commander Rayed. You will be answering to them from now on.”
“Yes, sir, General, sir,” Jake replied, standing at attention. He turned toward the three warriors and saluted. “Major Jacob O’Connell, at your service, sirs.”
The tallest and biggest of the three warriors stepped forward. His voice was low and deep with a raspy gravelly sound to it when he spoke. “Me, Commander Rhada. You, me, Ruvia, Rayed, matelotage… yes? You understand, yes?”
“I believe so, sir. Colonel Brighten explained matelotage to me and I have agreed to it, sir.”
The large warrior stared down at Jake for several more moments before nodding his head. “Good. We continue now, general.”
The general gave a relieved sigh before turning to the men beside him. “Open the wormhole.”
Commander Rhada and the other warriors took several steps to the left, Jake joining them and standing behind his new commanders at attention as the wormhole began to swirl again. Several moments later a number of large warriors stepped through.
They walked to stand in formation in front of the three commanders until all of them had come through the wormhole. Commander Rhada began talking to them in a language that Jake had never heard—it sounded much like Old Russian—before nodding and stepping back to stand beside Jake.
Jake watched as the warriors walked up to the line of volunteers in sets of three and picked one soldier until nearly all had been chosen. There were only three volunteers left unpicked by the warriors.
Commander Rhada turned to the general. “General, these no good. More please.”
The general looked startled for a moment. “There are no more.”
“Commander, sir, if I may?”
Commander Rhada turned to look at Jake, making him feel slightly nervous for having interrupting. He nodded for Jake to continue.
“I believe I know of several well-trained soldiers that might be willing to volunteer.” Jake knew of several fellow soldiers that he had worked with in the past that he believed would be willing to volunteer for this mission. They were good, honest men that he trusted with his very life.
Jake looked to the general for permission to continue. Upon receiving a reluctant nod from the general, he went to a nearby phone and dialed his barracks. Several moments later he hung up and returned to stand next to the commanders.
“They will be here momentarily, sir.”
Jake felt really uncomfortable as the three warrior commanders stared down at him for the next fifteen minutes while they waited for the other soldiers to arrive. He could read nothing in their facial expression or body language. Being able to hide their reactions to things, either mental or emotional, was a good trait in a soldier. Every soldier desired being able to mask his emotions during battle. But, in this situation, it was kind of spooky.
At six foot three, Jake stood at over a foot shorter than the three warriors and had to crane his neck to look up at them. For one as tall as Jake, that was unusual for him. He also had no doubt that he was at least a hundred pounds lighter than the massively built commanders.
Finally, the guarded doors opened to admit five soldiers who quickly marched forward to stand at attention in front of everyone. They snapped their legs together and saluted their superior officers.
Before anyone could say anything, nine of the Talamachait warriors stepped forward and appraised the new human soldiers for several moments before turning back to nod at their commander. In sets of three, they went to stand behind one of the soldiers until only two were left standing alone.
Jake, understanding that these three had been chosen, directed that the other two could leave. He looked briefly at the general then Commander Rhada. “Commander, if I may?” Once he received permission, Jake turned back to the three remaining, and slightly confused, soldiers.
“Gentlemen, you have been asked here to volunteer for a particularly interesting mission, one of which, I have already volunteered for.” Jake went on to explain the situation, as told to him by Col. Brighten, to the three soldiers before asking them to volunteer. It was no surprise to him when all three agreed. They were all good soldiers.
When all was done, Jake stood back in line next to his new commanders, the three other warriors standing behind him as they waited. There was a lot more discussion between the Talamachait warriors and the men in suits. During that time, duffel bags with their personal belongings were delivered to Jake and his fellow soldiers.
Finally, the general reached over and shook Commander Rhada’s hand, then Commander Ruvia’s, and finally Commander Rayed’s. Well, seemed things had been settled between them to everyone’s satisfaction. Jake nodded to Col. Brighten, a man he respected, before turning towards the alien commanders.
“Come,” was all that Rhada said as he started toward the wormhole.
Jake took a deep breath and followed him through the swirling gray mist, Commanders Ruvia and Rayed following him in. It certainly wasn’t what he expected. Not that he knew what to expect.
He was heading to an alien world.
“It’s time to claim you, asıka.” Ruvia wrapped his arms around Jake, leaning in to nuzzle the side of his neck. He had to lean down quite a ways to get there, but it was worth it when Jake’s heady scent filled his senses.
He lifted his head when Jake grunted, afraid he had done something wrong until he saw the bliss on the human’s face. Further investigation explained it. Rhada stood on the other side of him, his hand down the front of Jake’s pants.
Rayed was peeling Jake’s clothes off, slowly revealing a visual feast to Ruvia’s eyes. His people were covered in a fine layer of fur. Jake had no hair. His skin was all slick and tanned and silky to the touch. He was glorious.
Once Jake was naked, Rhada lifted him up and carried him to the bedding alcove, placing him in the middle of the large mattress. Ruvia climbed onto the bed beside Jake, scooting close to him. Rayed climbed up onto the bed on the other side of Jake. Rhada stood at the end of the bed.
Ruvia laid one hand carefully over Jake’s stomach, leaning on the other one. His gaze filled with affection and worry as he watched the rapid rise and fall of Jake’s chest.
Ruvia raised his eyes to Rhada’s. “Brother, I don’t think Jake believes that we are going to claim him.”
“Doesn’t matter.” Rhada shook his head. “He accepted us and the lights danced for us. He’ll believe us soon enough.”
Ruvia rolled his eyes as he climbed over to lay between Jake’s legs. He rested his hands on Jake’s chest as he gazed down into his dark-blue eyes.
“Asika,” he moaned again as he moved his hands up to pull at Jake’s nipples. Jake arched, pushing his chest up. His groaned ripped through the bedroom when Ruvia took up the invitation, his lips clamping around one of Jake’s nipples.
Rayed dropped down onto the bed on his back and scooted underneath Jake. A moment later, Jake’s high-pitched cry filled the room. Even without looking, Ruvia knew from the way Jake’s hips started humping that Rayed had taken the man’s cock into his mouth.
“Rayed,” Jake groaned again, “If you don’t stop that I’m going to come.”
“Good,” Ruvia replied. Ruvia wanted Jake to come, and then come again and again. He wanted Jake mindless with pleasure.
His declaration was met with a deep chuckle from Rhada as he reached over and pulled the lube out of the nightstand drawer. Rhada held up the bottle of lube for Ruvia, his grin mischievous. “I think we’re going to need this.”
Ruvia eagerly grabbed the lube, squirting some out on his fingers. He knelt back on his legs before reaching down between Jake’s legs. He pressed his fingers between the man’s ass cheeks. He groaned when his fingers instantly slid right into Jake’s ass. He groaned as warm silk enclosed his fingers, gripping him like they never wanted to leave.
Jake was humping his hips into the air then moving back, impaling his ass on Ruvia’s fingers. Ruvia knew from the desperate sounds falling from Jake’s mouth that the man was enjoying what was happening.
Ruvia moved a third finger into Jake’s ass the next time he thrust them in. He pounded his fingers in and out of Jake’s tight hole. Knowing he was bringing his mate pleasure was beyond anything Ruvia had ever felt in his life. He felt strong, powerful.
Arousal beat like a drum inside his head. Ruvia could barely function. He couldn’t think of anything but how good it was going to feel to sink his aching cock inside Jake’s tight ass. It was the one thought in his head, overriding everything else.
Once Jake was stretched, and significantly more aroused, Ruvia grabbed the washcloth Rhada handed him and cleaned his hand off before smiling down at his mate. “So, asika, which one of us do you want first?”
Jake blinked up at him. “I get to choose?”
“Of course,” Ruvia replied, shooting his brothers a quick look. Why wouldn’t Jake get to choose? What sort of world had he come from that he even had to ask that?
Jake looked at Ruvia, then Rhada and Ruvia, his forehead wrinkled as if he was trying to figure out the logistics of having all three of them. Ruvia knew they all needed to claim Jake in order for their bond to form. He was just worried that Jake’s human body couldn’t take it. It almost started to suggest they took turns at different times when Jake started speaking.
“I get all three of you?”
“At the same time?”
“I don’t suppose I could get a dick in my ass and one in my mouth?” Jake asked. “I’m just not sure what to do with the other one.”
Ruvia was positive he heard Rhada whimper as the man stripped off his loincloth and climbed up on the bed next to Jake’s head, his cock bouncing away in front of him.
“I volunteer,” Rhada said as he moved over to roll onto his back and wrapped his fingers around his cock, holding it up for Jake. “Oh, sweet hell!” Rhada cried out when Jake swallowed the man’s cock. “Your mouth is fucking perfect.”