For Ellora’s Caveman: Jewels of the Nile. I intended to have this post earlier today, but a storm last night interfered with those plans before I could even finish the post. Six fabulous stories for your reading pleasure available at Ellora’s Cave. Lady’s Choice Blurb
Kyna has fought long and hard to establish herself as a dedicated, capable soldier in the Laurati army. Now she is determined to let nothing about her past tarnish her reputation as she works to advance among the Calazi militia. She’d wanted to impress her commanders, but not like this.
In the midst of a power outage on their base, Finn and Drace make their intentions toward Kyna crystal clear. Kyna is intrigued and aroused but wary of sleeping with a superior, let alone both of them. As the heat between them rises, however, she quickly realizes she needs to make a choice—and not between the two men.Sexy excerpt below the cut.
“We’re trapped in this section,” Commander Tarn said gently. “We might be able to get a few of the other doors open, but the door to the main hall is too heavy and has an auto-lock. While we’re locked in here, we have no ranks, no hierarchy. All right?”
Kyna swallowed heavily. Once he said it she couldn’t stop her mind from expanding on his idea. With no rank between them, there was nothing to stop her from kissing him–if not more. Even with the rank and duty as a block, she couldn’t deny how attractive she found both of these men.
She gnawed on her lip and exhaled slowly. There were two choices–remain professional or let desire rule for once. She couldn’t let this chance slip away from her. In the years ahead, she’d most likely only have duty and her honor and memories. She wasn’t going to live with the regret of walking away from this opportunity.
“No duty, no superior officers here. Only a woman and two men,” she agreed. Her heart seemed to be pounding against her chest partly because of a little anxious fear but mostly in anticipation.
“Well, the first thing you can do is call me Finn.” He pulled her closer until she was leaning against him.
His breath feathered through her hair. She gave in to the urge to nestle against him and feel the strength of his muscled chest beneath her cheek. Even through his shirt she could feel the heat of his body. He smelled absolutely wonderful and she didn’t think that musky essence came from a bottle.
“If there’s a first, what’s the second thing, Finn?” she asked. The cloak of darkness made it easier to relax, to let herself fall into the fantasy.
“Kiss me. I want to feel those lips beneath mine,” he said.
Her hand slid up his chest and she found his cheek in the darkness. Her lips brushed over his cheek before she found his lips. She could feel her cheeks heating with embarrassment. His warm, slightly sweet breath puffed over her lips. She lapped at his lips, tracing their shape with her tongue.
His mouth opened beneath hers and suddenly he wasn’t a passive participant. His arm cradled her back as his mouth slanted across hers aggressively. She tasted sweet spice as his tongue drove into her mouth.
With the unremitting black surrounding them every sound, every touch seemed sharper, more intense. At least that’s what she tried to tell herself when her senses went wild at the feel of his lips and tongue. Her hands stroked over the soft cloth at his shoulders. His shoulders shifted beneath her hands and a deep moan rolled against her lips.
She felt his hand brush against her thigh and drew in a sharp breath as tingles danced over her skin. The nipping sting of his teeth on her lip distracted her from the path of his fingers over her stomach.
“You taste good, deliciously sweet. I want to see if you taste that way all over.” He placed kisses along her jaw.
Her mind automatically supplied images of his mouth trailing over her breasts, her belly and lower. She shivered and felt liquid coating the lips of her pussy. By the great Prishu, she wanted to feel his lips and tongue everywhere. She shifted in his lap, leaning into him.
His hand cupped her breast, his thumb circling the hard nipple. “You have perfect breasts. Can I touch them without the cloth?”
“Oh yes,” she answered on a sigh and her hands dropped to her shirt and began unfastening it.
His fingers traced along the underside of her breast. His fingertip felt warm and slightly rough. Flutters of sensation followed his touch to the upper swell of her breast. His thumb flicked over the hardened peak a moment before he took the distended nub between his fingers. Her back arched as sensation shot straight to her core.
The feeling was so intense that she didn’t notice the absence of his warm breath over her lips until she instead felt it against the base of her neck. His teeth grazed her collarbone. She shivered as his kisses and nips marked a trail down her neck. She never knew whether she’d feel his lips, tongue or teeth and that made her arousal more intense with each touch.
When his mouth closed over her nipple, she moaned and her hands slid up his chest and around his neck. One large hand slid down her belly, pausing to circle her navel with teasing fingers. She wriggled at the prickling tingles the touch drew and groaned with regret as her nipple slipped from his lips.
His hand cupped her pussy in a bold claiming at the same moment that his tongue flicked her nipple. She jerked, feeling as if a hot brand of intense pleasure seared through her. Her body trembled and she knew she was only a few breaths away from an intense climax.
A bright light flashed, lancing across her eyes and momentarily blinding her. She lifted a hand and scowled at the offending beam. She could have cheerfully hit the man behind that light. Her frustration sizzled over raw nerve endings, leaving an empty ache.
“Looks like I came at a bad time.” Commander Amon set the light on the floor to the side and changed the setting to a less blinding one. He put an extra unlit lamp just to the right.