Tied down? Forget it. Tied up? Bring it on.
Celestial Soul-Mates, Book 3
The three words that make Crystal shudder? Happily ever after. Love 'em and leave 'em smiling, that's her style.
Her dream vacation didn't include getting kidnapped by aliens, but then again, her personal abductor is six-plus feet of masculinity who responds to her come-hither look with an I'm-coming glitter in his eye. Except there's something different about him--other than the fact he's not of her world. He's so eager to please it's almost...unnerving.
Weeks of studying Crystal from afar has only sharpened Terrian's hunger for the lusciously curved blonde. He is prepared to woo his tanash'ae gently, but from the first touch, she is living fire in his arms. She seems to have only one tiny flaw. She's better at giving pleasure than receiving it.
No matter, he can fix that.
As sexual intensity builds, so does something Crystal's never faced before. Fear. Fear that she's sliding down a slippery slope from wanting him to needing him. Way too much. And that she must never allow to happen.
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January 17, 2012
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Excerpt from Passion Play by Opal Carew
"What is going on?" Crystal demanded.
As if on cue, the door slid open. She turned to see another gorgeous hunk of man step into the room. His honey-blond hair fell in waves to his shoulders, and his uniform jacket, adorned with three small gold ovals on the stand-up collar, hugged his broad, muscled chest.
The man's deep turquoise eyes turned to Eva, and her breathing seemed to stop. He smiled, and her breath expelled. Crystal watched as Eva's wide-eyed gaze remained locked on him as he moved to stand in front of them. This man seemed to be having the same effect on Eva as Terrien had on Crystal.
"Good evening, ladies. I'd like to welcome you to our ship, the Patira Alana. I am Commander Larson Raa-ling, the first officer. I'm sure this has been quite a shock for you."
"Yeah, no kidding," Crystal said.
"I want to assure you, you will not be harmed," he continued.
"What do you want from us?" Jenna asked, her voice quavering.
"Let me explain why we have brought you here."
He sat in the chair facing them and settled back into the cushioned upholstery. The tapered line of his uniform accentuated his broad shoulders and slim waist. From the fascinated expression on Eva's face, she seemed to be mentally stripping away his uniform piece by piece.
Crystal could imagine his dark green jacket slipping away, followed by the shirt beneath, to reveal muscular arms and tight, ridged stomach muscles. He was a fine specimen, and she would love to fuck him, but when she tried to imagine it, images of Terrien replaced him.
"There is a power in the universe that takes a hand in our lives," the commander said. "We call it nata'tai. It provides the means to keep us healthy, as individuals and as races."
"We don't want a lesson in alien religion," Crystal sniped.
"To stay healthy," he continued, "a race must grow. It must embrace other cultures. It must open its gene pool to other races, otherwise it will stagnate. Physically, emotionally and culturally."
"Oh, my God, they've brought us here as breeding stock." Jenna's face paled.
Breeding stock? Crystal glanced at the other two women.
Eva held Jenna's hand, her lips a tight line. Crystal sensed she was nearing the end of her rope. Eva stared at Commander Raa-ling and shifted in her seat. Her face went pale, and she seemed absolutely terrified.
"You have not been brought here to be sex slaves," the commander reassured. "As a race matures, nata'tai gives its people the ability to sense their tanash'ae--what you would call their soul-mate--even over great distances. To ensure a mingling of races, nata'tai directs the spirits of tanash'aei--soul-mates--to be born in different races on different planets."
"Soul-mates?" Jenna repeated in a hushed tone.
"That's right. Each of you is the soul-mate of a member of this crew. That's why you've been brought here. To meet your tanash'ae."
"So you intend to convince us we're in love with some guy, then use us for breeding," Crystal scoffed.