sense the difference immediately.”
“Where are we going?”
“As Damianos said, this is about to get interesting.”
Anya stopped, and tugged back on his hand. She pulled in a tight breath, her mouth thinning. “I want to know what’s happening here, what’s going to happen.” She untensed her shoulders, letting them drop and her fingers flexed around his. “I’m obviously more than happy to go along with what you, they have planned, but I also like details.”
“Details…” Keve drawled the word, soft, slow, and the small hairs rose on the back of her neck.
He could do that. Stir her with simple things, his voice, a look, that hint of a smile growing on his mouth. And Damianos had promised them endless unageing time… Suddenly the thought was appealing. “Yes, details would be nice.”
“We will share you, now, always.” Keve stepped closer to her and the light from the watching moon washed over his smooth features, silvered his dark hair. His fingers curled against her jaw. “Damianos needs us, through us they experience living, pleasure. And we get a chance to thoroughly enjoy that pleasure.”
He brushed a light, tantalizing kiss over her lips and Anya sucked in a breath, denying her need to take his mouth and push Keve up hard against the curve of the wall. “And how will that work with me here and you on Earth?”
Keve’s hand slid from her jaw, dropped lightly over her arm until he found the curve of her hip. He squeezed. “You have how many days left here?”
“Thirteen.”
“Then Thain investigates the now-nonexistent energy readings and I drag out the time until your replacement shuttles in.” His hand eased from her hip to caress her ass and drew her flush to his hard body. “And then you come back with us.”
“I’m on rotation. I’d be back here—”
Keve kissed her and all thought dissolved. Her hands fisted in his shirt, heat and desire firing under her flesh. The cool wall impacted her spine and Keve pressed hard against her. “I need a new assistant.” His lips burned over hers, his breath hot and sweet. Green eyes held her, darkened with need. “I reviewed your file. One of your qualifying subjects was anthropology. Good enough for a transfer within the Academy.” With a sharp smile, he bit at her lip. “So our immediate plans are sorted.”
Anya grinned and took his mouth, wanting to lose herself in another of his incredible kisses. He gripped her ass, grinding against her pubic bone and splinters of white heat flared. She was tempted, so tempted to strip him again, but she broke his kiss with a regretful sigh. If this was her new life, she’d start it right. Because it was a beginning. Their beginning. “We should try to practice private groping from now on.”
Keve laughed and let out a long breath. “Yes, we should.” He stepped back from her and held out his hand. Anya took it and curled her fingers into the heat of his palm. His green eyes sparked as he looked at her and she was certain a flash of Damianos burned there. Her belly tightened as Keve grinned. He tugged her forward. “Come on. Damianos is waiting for us.”
About the Author
Kim lives on an ancient boundary line, once marked by a Neolithic burial tomb. The tomb’s now a standing stone circle—thank the Georgians for that one—and stirs her mind with thoughts of history and ancient myths. She mixes the essence of the past into fantasy, along with the essential mix of magic and sex. She also writes science fiction romance, pushing out into the far future with effortlessly sexy men and the women who can’t resist them.
Kim is multi-published. You can contact her on her website or come and chat at her blog: www.darknessandromance.wordpress.com
The author welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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“Where are we going?”
“As Damianos said, this is about to get interesting.”
Anya stopped, and tugged back on his hand. She pulled in a tight breath, her mouth thinning. “I want to know what’s happening here, what’s going to happen.” She untensed her shoulders, letting them drop and her fingers flexed around his. “I’m obviously more than happy to go along with what you, they have planned, but I also like details.”
“Details…” Keve drawled the word, soft, slow, and the small hairs rose on the back of her neck.
He could do that. Stir her with simple things, his voice, a look, that hint of a smile growing on his mouth. And Damianos had promised them endless unageing time… Suddenly the thought was appealing. “Yes, details would be nice.”
“We will share you, now, always.” Keve stepped closer to her and the light from the watching moon washed over his smooth features, silvered his dark hair. His fingers curled against her jaw. “Damianos needs us, through us they experience living, pleasure. And we get a chance to thoroughly enjoy that pleasure.”
He brushed a light, tantalizing kiss over her lips and Anya sucked in a breath, denying her need to take his mouth and push Keve up hard against the curve of the wall. “And how will that work with me here and you on Earth?”
Keve’s hand slid from her jaw, dropped lightly over her arm until he found the curve of her hip. He squeezed. “You have how many days left here?”
“Thirteen.”
“Then Thain investigates the now-nonexistent energy readings and I drag out the time until your replacement shuttles in.” His hand eased from her hip to caress her ass and drew her flush to his hard body. “And then you come back with us.”
“I’m on rotation. I’d be back here—”
Keve kissed her and all thought dissolved. Her hands fisted in his shirt, heat and desire firing under her flesh. The cool wall impacted her spine and Keve pressed hard against her. “I need a new assistant.” His lips burned over hers, his breath hot and sweet. Green eyes held her, darkened with need. “I reviewed your file. One of your qualifying subjects was anthropology. Good enough for a transfer within the Academy.” With a sharp smile, he bit at her lip. “So our immediate plans are sorted.”
Anya grinned and took his mouth, wanting to lose herself in another of his incredible kisses. He gripped her ass, grinding against her pubic bone and splinters of white heat flared. She was tempted, so tempted to strip him again, but she broke his kiss with a regretful sigh. If this was her new life, she’d start it right. Because it was a beginning. Their beginning. “We should try to practice private groping from now on.”
Keve laughed and let out a long breath. “Yes, we should.” He stepped back from her and held out his hand. Anya took it and curled her fingers into the heat of his palm. His green eyes sparked as he looked at her and she was certain a flash of Damianos burned there. Her belly tightened as Keve grinned. He tugged her forward. “Come on. Damianos is waiting for us.”
About the Author
Kim lives on an ancient boundary line, once marked by a Neolithic burial tomb. The tomb’s now a standing stone circle—thank the Georgians for that one—and stirs her mind with thoughts of history and ancient myths. She mixes the essence of the past into fantasy, along with the essential mix of magic and sex. She also writes science fiction romance, pushing out into the far future with effortlessly sexy men and the women who can’t resist them.
Kim is multi-published. You can contact her on her website or come and chat at her blog: www.darknessandromance.wordpress.com
The author welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
Tell Us What You Think
We appreciate hearing reader opinions about our books. You can email us at
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