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  He took her cues and fixated on her g-spot. The fingers were strong, moving her whole pelvis as he rubbed inside her. Janel’s breaths grew staggered, then her belly began to tremble. She opened her eyes to peer at him through a delirious haze of ecstasy. Kordan was fixed on her, with wolfish eyes and his own breaths labored by hunger. She let out a tremulous moan.

  His thumb connected with her clit and teased it.

  Janel’s moan turned into a stifled yelp. His fingers were still curled inside, probing deep, and turning her entire sex taut and melty. Now his thumb sent her hurtling toward climax with sharp unforgiving shocks of pleasure.

  Her face tensed. She reached the luxurious edge. Another few seconds of the probing and teasing continued. Prickly thrums emanated from his finger tips, making her thighs quiver. Two more moments…her entire body had become tense. He kept going.

  Janel whimpered with a powerful convulsion. Her sex squeezed his fingers with ecstatic contractions. She lifted her shoulders from the bed, her stomach clenching with her spasms. He kept going, drawing out her riotous pleasure, making her senseless with it.

  She finally let herself go slack. A slow shuddering breath poured from her lips.

  His fingers withdrew and her thighs were pulled open. The cap of his velvety steel cock perked at her entrance. It felt huge against her still-pulsing flesh, but she knew she could stretch for him.

  Janel met his glimmer eyes and gave him a nod.

  He grunted and began to enter her. His teeth were clench while he struggled for restraint. She felt herself yield to his pressure. Her sex thrummed with greater heat as she was opened. He continued in slowly, allowing her the chance to accommodate his girth. When he pressed against the back of her limit she felt his testicles graze her. She’d taken nearly all of him. Her sex throbbed with the fullness.

  “Urg, Janel.”

  He began to thrust. Only the first plunge was measured, after that his hips moved with speed enough to jostle her breasts. She felt only pleasure, a mashing of her tender spot, and delicious fullness. She moaned softly to let him know he pleased her.

  A grunt came with every inward plunge. His face was straining. She could see the bands of his neck muscles. Her dear general had been pent up, the same as her. She was glad they hadn’t waited. Courtship could proceed easier without this aching need between them.

  He gave something that sounded like a snarl, and his cock pulsated inside her. His shoulders quaked with the release. She reached up to stroke them, urging him to let loose.

  Then his face looked relaxed. He lowered to kiss her.

  Janel hugged him, luxuriating in their shared warmth. What a magnificent lover her general was. She had such hope for things to bloom further between them.

  He parted from her mouth. “I need only a few moments, then we’ll go again.”

  She gaped at him. “What?”

  He threaded his fingers through the hair at her temple. “Don’t you want to?”

  “I’ll take everything you want to give me,” she said with a grin. “I just thought you were spent.”

  He drew his cock out and then stabbed it deep into her. Janel gasped at the erotic shock. He’d enlivened her sex with potent need once more.

  “Haraden are known for their stamina. I’m not about to let you free after a single bout.”

  She gave a tremulous sigh. Her hand came up to feel his own silky black hair, then she met his eyes.

  “Fuck me.”

  Kordan seized her mouth with a tonguing kiss. His hips began to buffet her, dredging the still-hard organ against her g-spot. Janel lifted her thighs so that she could wrap her legs around him. The shift caused his cock to hit her at a delicious new angle. He was going faster this time, working her sex beautifully. She felt a tingle in her clit that was mirrored by the place inside her. She held tight to him. The hard fuck could take her to her second orgasm.

  Keep going.

  Her face got tense. The tingle turned into a warm prickly feeling. She let her moans come. Kordan was continuing with his grunts, filling her ears with throaty erotic noises. His hot body had no lapse of strength.

  “Urgh! Hurgh!”

  He continued thrusting. Her ass clenched and her nipples hardened once more.

  “There…yes…almost…fuck me, you brute!”

  He rammed her. Her pussy tightened with the prickly warm tingles.

  “Ohhh!” The pleasure contractions wracked her body once more. Her head felt like it was reeling. She squeezed him with her bent legs. His thick cock was continuing to rollick her.

  His noises grew louder, then his thrusts lost their furious rhythm. She continued to convulse in ecstasy as he came into her a second time.

  He plunged once more, so deep his entire length got inside her. Then he relaxed. Janel’s sex continued to throb, but only one small clench of orgasm remained. She collapsed back onto the pillows with her large breasts heaving.

  Kordan lowered his head to kiss both her nipples gently. “You are fantastic.”

  “Me?” She had to laugh. “You’re a stallion, General Kordan.”

  He lifted his head to gaze at her once more. “We’ll be happy together, Janel. I won’t squander this chance you’ve given to me. I’ll prove I’m the mate for you.”

  She reached up with one weak hand and caressed his cheek with a smile.

  “It would be harder to prove to me that you’re not.”

  This made him lavish her with yet another kiss. He held her for a while, as the embers from their heated coupling died down. Then he gently pulled away. It was time for him to explain things to the High Command.

  A day later Kordan informed her that Karrin had hung himself with a note disparaging the Haraden and the Alliance. Evidence of his crime was provided to the Haraden High Command with a great deal of groveling by Ansella. After yet another tense day of waiting the Alliance was reinstated.

  Raggamor prostrated himself before her once the crisis had ended, begging for forgiveness. She accepted that he was stressed and lacked sleep that day. She gave him a second chance.

  Such decisions had worked well for her in the past.

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  Janel had to order an industrial tailoring machine to create the carpets and draperies she wanted for the house she shared with Kordan. She’d lived there steadily the past year, taking only one trip to Malakeeza to move out of her apartment and get a formally register their marriage.

  “All these light fixtures have to change,” she said to Gortum, pointing to a cubby with a boring rectangular light. “I want round shades and blown glass bases with oranges and blues.”

  Gortum tapped on his tablet with a grumble. “The General said you could change carpets and window dressings. Not lights.”

  “He said, ‘things like’ the carpets and window dressings. And I’m changing everything. Ansella is coming to visit and I’m not about to have this place looking like a grumpy old general lives here all by himself.”

  Gortum gave her a look of admonishment, but it was playful. He’d already grown used to her sense of humor.

  Kordan was away on a short mission that involved lots of travel and an unpleasant chastisement of a Haraden slave world. She decided to stay home for it. Now was the perfect time to redo the entire home.

  By the time Kordan returned it scarcely resembled the place he’d left. She found him slowly looking it over in the entry room.

  Janel jogged up to him. “Oh, your back.” She coiled her arms around his neck and kissed him.

  He still seemed addled by her changes, but broke from that daze to give her a proper greeting kiss. His tongue lingered long enough in her mouth to tell her he wanted a more thorough greeting in their bedroom.

  He broke to walk with his arm around her. �
��What have you done to my beautiful home?”

  “I made it our home. Don’t you like it?”

  He shook his head while grinning. “It will take some getting used to.”

  His hand slipped down to squeeze one of her full buttocks. She pulled it back onto her hip before a servant saw.

  “I missed you.”

  “I missed you too. Especially since you had to see to something so distasteful. It must have been awful.”

  “It was wretched, but it’s gone from my mind the moment I see you. You revive my spirit.”

  She gave him a smile.

  He leaned down to kiss her neck. “And my loins.”

  She shivered when his tongue touched her sensitive place. “Omph. Alright. I get the message.”

  They continued to the bedroom.

  “First though, one bit of minutia.”

  “Only one.”

  He closed them into their chamber. Janel began to undress.

  “You said we had to get permission to have children.”

  “Yes.”

  “Have you seen to that?”

  Kordan pulled her into his arms. Her breasts were free. He lowered to kiss the swell of each one.

  “Not yet.”

  “Well you better get on top of that.”

  He locked eyes with her. “Why?”

  Janel placed her hand on her stomach. Her grin was brimming with such joy she was almost tearful.

  “My goddess!” He plucked her in his arms and spun her.

  She landed on the bed and he quickly joined her. She couldn’t get over her giddiness.

  The joy she’d found was more than she could have dreamed of.

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  Confiscated Bride is my second foray into short sci-fi romances. If you enjoyed it you will also enjoy Indentured Bride, which I really recommend. It dealt with a human girl who’d been enslaved by aliens and has a chance to eventually become free if she marries one of her alien masters. It turned out to be a very touching story, and really resonated with my readers.

  I like doing short stories sometimes because it gives me an opportunity to rest between longer works. Prior to this book I wrote Mated to the Jaguars, which is the best ménage romance I’ve written to date. It was a long work for me, and really drained my batteries. Sadly, it did not do so well in the crowded paranormal romance market. I still hope readers will discover it.

  I have another sci-fi ménage romance novel out called Bride of the Keil Warriors. It took place in a futuristic version of India, where social castes were still very strong. The warriors were being oppressed and Amerset, the female main character, knows she can turn things around if she gets the two Warrior clans to make peace with each other. She marries the leaders of each clan. It’s another ménage where the two husbands hate each other at first like Mated to the Jaguar

  This story was an attempt to redeem myself from a past screw-up, while also getting back into the sci-fi romance arena. Aliens Bride was my first sci-fi romance ménage. It starred the slave-turned-bride Selena. I still say this was a good book, with an original storyline, compelling characters, immersive world, and great sex scenes. The problem, however, is that it wasn't the ménage readers wanted to read. It fell off the rails in a big way.

  I didn't know where that story was going when I started writing it. Sometimes I do what us writing-types call 'pantsing' and I just make it up as I go along.

  Well...that's what I say I do. The truth is I start out with these characters and they just hijack the story and do whatever the heck they want. That's what happened in Aliens Bride. I just screwed up.

  Boy did readers let me have it! This was my first ménage and I flew into it blind. I didn't understand the contract I was making with readers when I put a woman and two hot alien guys on my cover. Just check out the reviews...they ripped me a new one.

  And I deserved it. I know I did. I should have done better. I should have lived up to the promise I made readers. I'm not some big-name literary author who can write fancy-pants stuff that is allowed to have sad endings. I write romance. It's a very strict genre. Expectations have been established by readers and I had a duty to deliver. This was a failure and it ultimately led to the downfall of the whole Alien's Bride series.

  Bride of the Keil Warriors ended up doing extremely well. I felt I successfully reentered the sci-fi romance arena.

  I've written a lot of other stuff. It accumulates fast when you're putting out one or more books a month. I'm mainly known for my male/male romance, but I have plenty of really good sci-fi romance novels I hope you'll check out. The Android's Bride was my most recent one before Bride of the Keil Warrors.

  The Alien's Bride series has six other ebooks besides that ménage one I was talking about up there. These books have historically been best-sellers for me. Most have really great reviews and fan response. These are the 'Mars Needs Moms' type of books where women are scarce and the aliens are grabbing themselves some brides. In the first book they go 2,000 years in the past to kidnap the first bride they need. That bride, Maritza, goes on to appear in all the later installments...as a villain! It's really kind of cool!

  Now I have to talk about gay stuff. In my male/male romance books I like for characters to have to do things that make their souls ache, but where they have so much incentive that they just have to force themselves to do it. That was the prevalent theme of Hostile Taking, a story where a politically powerful alien takes over the business, and body of Merrick Connor.

  In The Eidolon's Conquest, my sci-fi gay romance novel before Hostile Taking, Rand is sick over the idea of surrendering to an enemy who he not only pissed off, but who is going to do sexual things to him. I worked the situation to make sure my character was trapped. He had to give in—to sink into absolute submission.

  I explored this same theme in The Demon and the Emperor. Dianese must have the demon Rodukjo's help, no matter what the cost. The cost ends up being his body, something abhorrent to him, and yet he has to consent. (Don't worry, it's all consensual and they fall in love in a major way.)

  In all these books the rest of the story becomes how to make the consent truly willing. I've read many stories where the uke (bottom) is getting raped from the beginning and his 'consent' comes about once he's thoroughly broken
. You can't convince me that he will willingly come to love his abuser by the end. Maybe some people like and expect those types of stories, but I just can't go there. A little piece of my heart is in each one of characters. I want them to love their semes (tops) without it being Stockholm Syndrome. In this regard you kind of know what you're going to get with me every time.

  I pushed this in Vanquished Knight, where the knight was getting stripped naked, spanked, and swallowing cum within minutes of meeting the demon king. I still say that Jonah genuinely came to love his demon captors. I made him the sort of character who could not be broken by being dominated, and who could see the love of his masters even through their apparent cruelty. If you read Vanquished Knight you'll see it truly is consensual sex that leads to love.

  Computer overlords screwing things up is a motif I've been exploring in my work. The computer C-Raptin in The Android's Bride controls the main android character, and we don't know if he's evil or not until the end.

  For sci-fi gay romance Maelstrom is the most prominent and popular series. This sci-fi serial has gotten me several devoted fans, and I'm working on creating a webcomic out of it when my Patreon receives enough funding. It's already made its way out as an audio book! Another sci-fi male/male romance, Zolabarth Bi, has come out as a full-cast audio book with sound effects and music. I'm excited for both of these projects. It seems like sci-fi m/m is where I really resonate with fans.