Gregor realized he needed something to entertain his mind. Meeting up with the incredible encryptor who had snared his attention was no hardship. Finding out she was Lani, the woman who has been feeding his fantasies for weeks now simply felt like a bonus.
Lani needed something intriguing to catch Gregor's attention. Testing her new code on him seemed like the perfect solution. Until she needed his help for a more important assignment. Her nephew had been taken by a group of Amazons. While a few days and nights of sexual servitude for the young man wouldn't be a hardship, she still wanted to bring him back home. Only she couldn't do it alone.
Gregor could hardly believe how easily Lani fell into his clutches. As the plots around them grow deeper and more dangerous, he discovers that the sexual bonds he had tied them both with were far more intricate than even he realized.
These were no ordinary bonds, but eternal ones. And that could only lead to one thing...
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Bonded for Eternity by Elizabeth Lapthorne
"Max, buddy, what's up?"
"Hey there Gregor, you wanna go off planet for a bit?"
Gregor shrugged, knowing he had plenty of time available if he needed it.
"If it's interesting enough, sure. Why? What's happened?"
"Seems some kid has waltzed himself into the middle of an internal war. Got captured by some splinter group of Amazon women." Max snickered and Gregor had to keep himself in check so he didn't snicker in return.
While being held hostage by any tribal group wasn't a walk in the park, as long as one behaved oneself, the Amazon women were the best lot by far to get nabbed by. A few weeks of sexual servitude and then--unless they really liked you--a safe release onto some bizarre port in the middle of bloody nowhere was the captive's fate.
Neither side was ever particularly harmed, unless sexual exhaustion could be classified as a problem.
No man in his right mind would complain. There were much worse fates to be had.
"Okay, this one sounds brilliant, but why the rescue? Is there a reason we think the Amazons are going to become too frisky with him?" Gregor could feel the heat begin to pool down in his pants.
Usually in a rescue situation he was the back-up for Max. While certainly no wimp, out of the two of them, Max had by far the more experience with black op, or covert means. Usually Gregor rode shotgun, but by the sound of things this time around he would be going in alone.
"The kid's parents were killed nearby where he was captured by the group. Wrong place, wrong time from what intel tells me. The kid's just entered his sexual prime from what I hear, turned eighteen a couple of months or so ago. He should have no problems with the tribe at all from what I can gather, and I seriously doubt he's in danger. Remember what it was like to be eighteen?"
Both men smiled reminiscently, remembering what it was like to want nothing but sex all day and all night long. Few men were lucky enough to have a real sexual odyssey at that important age. Gregor knew a part of the heated burning running down and gathering in his loins was in large part mere petty jealously of the younger man.
Any man would be green with envy to have a whole tribe of women catering to his every sexual whim, as well as simultaneously teaching you the finer aspects of sexual discipline. Even alone in the world, Gregor knew this young man was one lucky son of a bitch--no one in their right mind would want "rescuing" from such a situation!
"So we're going to rescue this lucky dog because no one else will?" Gregor couldn't help but put some emphasis on the word rescue. More than likely the lad would fight them tooth and nail to be saved from such a fate.
"He sent a missive to a godmother, a SOS of sorts when he was first captured, obviously he's now praying like fury she won't come to him. But I can't see some gray godmother coming to his rescue anyway. And yeah, I seriously doubt he'll want our help..." Gregor couldn't help but snort at this obvious conclusion. Max continued, "But we really should do something to get him back. You know how these things can turn nasty at the drop of a hat. Besides, you need to find a female to partner you."
Gregor, who had been mentally packing and submitting his leave forms snapped back to attention.
"What? Why? Don't tell me after all these months of Bonded bliss you're becoming some possessive fiend?" Even though he joked, and they both knew it, he knew to tread carefully here.
"You know I'll need a female on this particular trip. The Amazons would insist on it. Why can't Kyli--?" he didn't even get to finish his sentence before Max had interrupted him.
"Kyli's pregnant. She's not going anywhere off-planet, with or without me."
"Ah," Gregor mused softly, a pregnant Bondmate was more than enough to bring out the obsessive, possessive nature of the most cool-headed males. Even on a good day Max couldn't be called cool-headed when it came to Kyli.
"Congratulations, my friend. Send Kyli my love and best wishes too." Gregor smiled into the comm unit, genuinely pleased for his two best friends. "Well then, I'll have to find me a partner to help with the ship and navigation. And yes," he continued before Max could throw in his ten credits, "I'll find some willing woman. Heaven knows what sort of mood the Amazons will be in when we get there. Much more easily managed with a woman of my own on board."
Gregor tried to ignore the thrill that coursed through him. He sounded like the cavemen of millennium past. "Find me a woman" seemed right up there with beating his chest and carrying some virginal miss over his shoulder and back to his cave for ravishment.
"Better find one soon, buddy, you'll need to head on out tomorrow." Without even pausing for breath, Max launched into the codes and details of where the kid had been taken.
As Gregor added the details into his personal computer comm, he let his mind run over the females he knew and trusted enough to bring to the task. He needed someone who not only had enough sense of adventure to want to travel off-world into the middle of a jungle, but also someone savvy and competent enough to liaise with the Amazon tribe.
There weren't that many women he knew who fit into either basket, Gregor mused wryly to himself, let alone a woman who filled both needs.
"Who you gonna take, big man?"
Gregor tried not to growl with frustration. Just because he had no clue didn't mean he should snap at his best friend.
"None of your damn business," he growled, sounding for all the world like a cranky bear. He shook his head it annoyance. He hadn't meant to let his frustration show to his friend.
Gregor sighed. He knew he would have to sit and think his way through all the women of his acquaintance, knew he would have to find someone to come along with him on the trip.
Even though the mental picture of one particular woman jumped out at him, he couldn't afford the distraction she would provide for him. While it might be fun to take her along, would be wonderful to lose himself inside her body over and over again, he couldn't afford to take and use her like that.
Especially when he would have to see her every day after that here at work.
Nope, I could definitely do without a distraction like that.