The lovely Lyn Brittan put together this sweet little sci-fi romance giveaway! What’s the catch? A bundle of fantastic sci-fi reads up for the winning—there must be a catch! Nope! We’re crazy like that. Just click over to the Rafflecopter link at the bottom and throw your name in the virtual hat. In the mean time, in between time, I’ll give ya a little teaser from my alien/human romance “Star Catcher,” which happens to be in the prize pack, peeps!
“Wow. That hair is even worse than I remembered,” she teased, as she laced her fingers through his.
“Your hair is more spleid than I remembered.”
“Spleid?” She looked at him curiously.
“Spleid is the name for the band of color that appears when light shines through water vapor. We use the word for anything wondrously beautiful.”
Her smile was the widest he had ever seen. Noth made a mental note to tell her such things frequently. It made her joyful. He could not believe it, but the human made him exceedingly content. A pleasant pressure built up in his chest whenever he looked at her. Additionally, there was the swelling he felt in his lower garments. Now he knew its origin; his cock was always pleased to be close to her.
When they arrived at Stella’s dorm, she gazed around her room before moving the wooden chair parked before her rudimentary data storage device. She scooted the seat over to a section of floor that did not have a fabric covering.
“That way I can sweep it up easily,” she informed him. “My electric broom doesn’t work for shit on the rug.”
“Shit on the rug?” He had no idea what she meant. The rug must be the fabric. His fingers raked through his choppy mane. “This is shit?”
Stella laughed loudly. It came from deep inside her and bubbled out like music. She was an astonishing creature. Everything about her intrigued him. He wanted to know and understand each aspect of her personality, her body, her being.
Unfortunately, that could never happen. A stabbing pain shot through his chest at the realization.
“This—” She stepped closer and ran her fingers through his irregular locks. “—is pretty shitty.”
She was grinning again, and Noth could not keep away. He leaned over and placed his lips on hers. Stella’s fingers slid down, twining into the hair on the back of his head. She pulled him in closer, offering her tongue. He met it with his own, and a low groan sounded from the back of his throat when her warm mouth responded so willingly.
She pulled away to skip kisses across his cheek and down his neck. Her sharp teeth tugged at the sensitive skin below his jaw. His brackligg already felt like a missile ready to fire. It was hard and heavy in his constricting pants. He knew only one solution for his problem. Well, maybe two.
“I want to put my cock inside of you.”
Stella stopped her nibbling and pulled back. “I’ve created a monster!” The corners of her mouth tilted up as she spoke.
He had not upset her. Good.
She spun free of his arms and walked to a battered door. After jerking it open, she bent over to grab a small pink bag out of the storage space. The thin fabric of her skirt pulled taut against her backside when she moved. Noth had an overwhelming urge to grab her hips and bury himself deep within her from behind.
If that makes me a monster, I want to be one. Blazing comets, do I want to!
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