Stranded on Earth by deception, Zeva has no intention of becoming the alien on display to her human captors. Escape isn't just a dream, it's a basic need of survival. Nothing and no one will stop her from breaking her own chains.
Back on Alcandar, more than her home and family wait for her. There, when minds brush, details fall away from the reality of binding fever. And an initial mind brush with Zeva was all it took for Ravid and Keenan, the men who threaten her freedom once more, to know what she is desperate to avoid--she is their mate.
But Earth isn't the only planet that harbors evil. Even on Alcandar, men of no honor threaten the perfection her fantasies promised. Evil can rip a life to shreds in mere seconds, leaving you reaching for the one thing you were certain you did not want.
Freedom comes with a high price tag, and may cost Zeva the two men who are part of her soul. Ravid and Keenan are more than her mates--they hold her heart as well and she has no intention of letting anyone keep her away from them.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Alcandian Rage by Mary Wine
The walls collapsed in on her.
Zeva struggled to breathe as she was slowly crushed. Not a quick death but one where seconds swelled into eternities that allowed her to wither in agony. She gasped as her heart pounded and her arms strained with every ounce of strength she had to push the restraining straps away from her body so that she could draw breath. A scream of desperation filled her mind as her tormentors clicked another set of bindings over her legs.
Death loomed over her as she struggled to fill her lungs and live for just another single moment.
She surged out of her nightmare and hit a solid wall. Large hands instantly captured hers as she sent her fists at her jailer. Instead of painfully jerking her arms in back of her, Zeva found her body captured in a solid embrace that simply held her instead of restraining her.
"It was a dream, shihori." Her eyes popped open as the Alcandian endearment hit her ears. The room was lit with silver starshine and Keenan was a mere shadow. Zeva pushed against his chest even as her fingers took the moment to trace the hard ridge of muscles. His clothing frustrated her because it separated her skin from his.
Her bed shifted as two more hands found her back. Ravid's body heat joined Keenan's as Ravid sent his hands in long strokes down her back. Relief surged through her as her nightmare vanished. Zeva just couldn't hold back the rush of pure delight their touch sent through her.
"I'm fine." Zeva looked around the room as she tried to distract herself from the two warriors.
A male grunt hit her ears as the bed shifted and a large hand cupped her face. Keenan's scent filled her senses as his fingers smoothed over her face. "I would guess you have felt better, yet Greer is just as exhausted if that grants you any satisfaction."
Satisfaction. Her body leapt at that idea as she caught Ravid's scent as well. A wave of need hit her brain and all she longed to do was shut off her thoughts. Right here there was sensation and longing and none of that required her to think--only to feel.
The room brightened a bit and it showed her too much. Her eyes caught the wide chest that she had looked past Greer to admire and this time there was no one to witness her admiration of the two warriors. The room was a small one, most likely a guestroom. A curtain was closed over the doorway and another one covering the wall facing into the center of the building. On Sinlar grounds, that wall would only be a half wall. It was tradition that ensured that females did not need to fear being above stairs with two warriors who surpassed her in strength. Any distress would be heard in the eating hall below. But being above stairs at all was a deviation from Alcandian tradition. She was still a maiden and should be sleeping on female grounds.
The hand cupping her face moved and brought her eyes back to Keenan. Blue electricity flashed across his eyes as her nipples hardened beneath her coat. "This is a witness room. Beyond the curtain is a half wall that overlooks our Judgment eating hall.
Keenan bent his head towards her and inhaled her scent. It triggered a harsh flood of need that burned through his veins. Zeva shivered in response and Ravid smoothed his hands over her arms from behind her. She froze as her body rejoiced. His hands felt amazing on her skin and the flesh hidden under her jacket lamented its confinement.
"I should go home." Zeva shrugged but Ravid only stroked her shoulders again in response. He didn't release her and little tingles moved over her skin like star points. She needed some distance from them before her resolve melted. Zeva gathered her strength and folded her knees under her in order to rise from the bed.
Keenan growled at her. A similar sound hit her back as Ravid pressed closer to her back. The hands moving down her arms stopped being soothing, instead they became confining. Keenan leaned down towards her neck and inhaled again. Her stomach twisted with excitement. But uncertainty shook her spine as she felt their body heat. She was keenly aware of being between their powerful bodies. But that growl echoed in her head because it spoke of an aggression that she had never been the target of before.
"Nay." Keenan's eyes opened and a flash of blue shimmered across them. Zeva shook her head but his arms held her in place. His chest rose as the warrior took a deep breath. That tiny sign of his strained control made her push against his embrace. Her own senses pulled the warm scent of his body into her lungs and she resisted the tremble shaking her belly.
"I will have a taste of you first, shihori."
His mouth thrust her denial back into her throat. His kiss was firm but not hard. His lips traced hers before pressing her to open her mouth for him. He gently pressed her lips apart as the tip of his tongue stroked over the sensitive surfaces. A soft moan rose from her throat as Ravid found the column of her neck with his mouth. The contact was too hot as Keenan's kiss remained slow and unhurried. The huge warrior took his time tasting her mouth. The tip of his tongue stroking her tongue as Ravid laid a trail of tiny bites along her neck.
Zeva couldn't decide what to do. Her body pulsed with the need to move but she couldn't figure out where she wanted to go. Her fingers curled into talons that gripped Keenan's coat. Temptation urged her to yank on the fabric until she found the male skin she smelled beneath it. Pride demanded that she use that grip to shove the demanding warrior away from her body before he found the hard tips of her nipples.
"Shihori." Keenan's voice was rocky. Zeva trembled as she listened to the ragged sound from the half of the team that she had always viewed at the calmer male. His large hand had slipped into her hair and cupped the back of her head. The grip didn't hurt but it was solid...just like Keenan. Her logic screamed against the heat flowing into her belly as Ravid caught the side of her head and turned it to accept his kiss.
Hard and determined, Ravid pushed deeply into her mouth. There was no tasting, only conquest. His tongue demanded entry and took it in the slim moment of hesitation her pulsing body allowed him. His body was hard and solid with intent as he stroked her tongue with his.