Evangeline Scott was hoping for a fun night on the town after a hellish day. What she couldn’t have imagined was getting kidnapped by alien slavers and then left to die on an abandoned ship.
Kai Dallen and Roan Quinn were having some bad luck of their own when they found themselves set up by an old adversary and trapped in the vault of a Dhuaation Pharaoh’s ship with no way out. When Khaman-Ra makes them an offer they can’t refuse, the two space pirates end up rescuing a ship full of human female cargo. All three males are immediately drawn to one of the beauties and make an agreement to satisfy everyone’s desires. The only problem is, they didn’t think to ask Eve and when she wakes up to find that she’s now married to three aliens she’s mad as hell. By the time all four of them realise their true feelings, will it be too late, as a woman from Roan’s past threatens to ruin it all?
She looked around the room to see if there were any random hot aliens staring at her again. When she didn’t see anyone she pulled the covers back and got out of bed. It was fairly easy to find the bathroom, but when it became clear that figuring out the facilities was going to be beyond her she let out a loud sigh and kicked the bulkhead wall. Almost immediately a knock came at the door.
“Yes?” she said cautiously as she grabbed the sheet back up and wrapped it around her like a toga.
The door slid open, and an older man in white robes smiled and took a step inside. Eve recognized him as one of the doctors that was there when she woke up the first time.
“My lady, you are awake. My name is Mhat-Am, and the pharaoh has asked me to make sure that your transition here is as pleasant as possible.” He said in a soothing voice.
“Hello, Mhatam, I’m Eve. How do you use the bathroom in this place?” she asked beginning to squirm a bit by this point.
“My lady, my name is Mhat-Am, not Mhatam. Allow me to show you,” he answered as he walked into the bathroom and pressed a couple of panels on the wall. When the toilet and shower came out he showed her how to use them.
“Okay, whatever. Thanks,” she said in a high voice as she pushed him back out of the bathroom and shut the door in his face before her bladder burst.
As she came back out of the washroom she was surprised to see the man laying out a dress for her on the bed. It looked like a cross between an ancient Greek toga and an Egyptian-style dress with elaborate gold belting. There was also a pair of sandals to go with it.
“Ah, my lady, do you need assistance dressing?” he asked in what she had to admit was a very non-skeevy tone for an older man asking a young woman if she needed help dressing, so she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and not be a bitch about it.
“Thanks, Matty, but I think I can figure it out. I appreciate the dress. Is there something else you needed?” she asked trying politely to get him out of her room so she could try to figure out just what the hell she was going to do now that she was stuck on an alien spaceship.
He tensed up and looked confused for a moment, then he must have remembered that she had no idea what she was doing here, because he relaxed and smiled patiently at her again.
“Yes, my lady, your husband and his consorts have assigned me the honor of being your tutor and companion until you have acclimated to your new circumstance,” he answered proudly.
Eve stood unblinking across from him for several moments.
“I’m sorry, I think I just hallucinated. I thought you said husband,” she said with a seriously confused frown.
“You are unwell, my lady? Shall we go to medical? The pharaoh would be quite distressed if we did not address this right away,” he said quickly, taking a step toward her.
“Stop,” she said, her hands coming up. “Did you or did you not just use the word husband in relation to me?”
Once again the poor man gave her the confused tilted puppy dog look, and she started to think perhaps it was just a translation error and that the word meant something else to these aliens. Relief instantly flowed through her. That had to be it. He must mean something completely different, and here she was, typical freaking out Earther newbie, losing her shit over some grammatical error. How embarrassing, well funny, yeah, but embarrassing nonetheless. Once he could see her relaxing he also let out a relieved sigh and smiled.
“Yes, my lady, your husband, or would that be husbands by your Earth standards? Dhuaatian mating habits do not normally include anyone other than the primary couple. However, there certainly is no law prohibiting more than two persons from entering into a marriage contract. I have so many questions about your planet. We will learn much from each other over the next while, don’t you think?” he said, rambling on, sounding like an excited child talking about a trip to the zoo.
Eve didn’t really hear much after the word husband came out of his mouth again, oh, except for the word husbands that followed shortly after it. She for damn sure heard that!
“This better be some miscommunication, Matty! Because I’m one hundred percent sure that I don’t remember getting hitched in between getting kidnapped and waking up in here!” she yelled at the old man as his eyes grew wider and wider, realizing his mistake.
“Miss, I am sorry to distress you. There was no other way for the pharaoh to ensure your safety. You had to be mated, or the slavers would just have tried to acquire you once again. This way you have the protection of the Coalition as well as the Dhuaatian people, and no slaver would dare come after you now,” he said, taking her hand, trying to soothe her.
“But you said husbands. Did he marry me off to a harem or something?” she asked. She realized that shooting the messenger wasn’t the fairest of responses, but who the hell marries someone while they are passed out?
“Oh no, my lady, the pharaoh married you himself. As well as the Sirotian security chiefs Lord Kai and Lord Roan. The four of you are now bound,” he answered.
“You guys didn’t get to…you know,” she said quietly, gesturing to the not-very-subtle tent that had formed at Roan’s crotch as he lay on his back.
She watched as he ran his hand down his chest and stomach, taking several firm passes up and down his hard cock. She could feel Kham’s hand tighten on her hip. Obviously he was also watching Roan’s little seduction. Her heart rate began to go up again as he teased her, and when she licked her lips a small smile lit his face as he continued to stroke himself.
“We are respecting your wishes, love, but for our first joining when we come, it will be inside of you,” Kham whispered in her ear with a small thrust of his hips against her ass.
Eve bit her lip and groaned at the sensation of his cock rubbing against her while she couldn’t take her eyes off of Roan’s hand.
“But you could be with…one another. I mean, I don’t mind that you are lovers,” she said in a breathy voice, just the thought of these men touching one another made her pussy clench, begging to be filled.
That comment had even Kai popping open his eyes to look at her face in surprise. Even Roan’s hand paused from stroking for a moment, and she could see him look to Kham.
“Why do you think we are lovers, Eve?” Kham pulled back a bit to look into her eyes.
“Umm, well just from what Mhat-Am told me about some things, and there’s a pretty obvious attraction between you.” Eve suddenly felt very stupid for saying anything about it in the first place. Maybe these guys weren’t as open about sex as she’d assumed.
“While we cannot deny the attraction between us, we are not lovers,” Kham answered neutrally, trying to gage how she felt about the idea.
“Yet,” Roan added as he resumed stoking his cock through the sheet, whereas Kham, forever the diplomat took the more cautious route. Roan could smell her interest peak when she spoke about them having sex. He was bound and determined to use every tool in their arsenal to move up Eve’s timetable after having tasted a sample of her passion. When a heated gasp left her luscious lips and her eyes once again tracked his hand he knew she was losing the battle. He slowly began to draw the sheet down over his stomach until the tip of his thick cock was revealed, and as he ran a thumb around the tip a small bead of moisture appeared. He could see her increase in breathing and her hands that were draped over Kai’s back now clutching at his partner. Behind her Kham’s hips had resumed their slow movements against her, and he could see the other man lick his lips as Roan continued to rub the head of his cock. It was almost more than his control could take, thinking about Kham’s golden lips wrapping around his hard cock, sucking him down while Eve watched them both. His other hand pulled the sheet down until his shaft was revealed, and he began to fondle his balls while he stroked.
Eve was sweating now, her hands grasping at Kai’s back to keep from reaching out to replace Roan’s hands with her own. Kham was still thrusting slowly against her ass, the pre-cum his cock had leaked making it a smooth glide in between her cheeks. Every time his fat tip paused and swept over the sensitive entrance to her ass she shuddered at the decadent tease of his movements. His hands had come up from her hip to massage at her breasts, and he was nibbling at her neck as he watched Roan stroke himself. All three of them were now groaning and though Kai had been quiet, she could feel the tension in him as he tried not to rub himself against her. She was almost completely out of control now. She slowly lifted her leg to drape it over Kai’s hip, bringing her now sopping pussy into close contact with his extremely hard cock. It was so hot, and all she wanted was something to fill her up. One stroke and she would be coming again. She whimpered in relief when she felt the spongy tip of Kai’s cock slip slowly up and down along her pussy a couple of times, then finally notch into her. For a couple of perfect seconds he was pushing just a fraction inside, about to give her body exactly what it was screaming for. Then the world came to a blinding halt when Kai’s hands stopped firmly on her hips and he pulled himself away.
“Stop,” he said, out of breath with the effort it took to pull back. “Eve laid out the rules, and I would not have her upset with herself or us when the lust of this moment is satisfied.”
That statement had both Kham and Roan groaning with regret as they stopped moving as well.
I truly believe if all aliens looked at hot as Kai, Roan, and Kham, then more people would be screaming, “Beam me up, Scottie!” *laughing* Ok, I swear that’s the only joke you’ll get from me. *still laughing*
Anywho…. For an erotic Sci-fi book, this book was off the charts hot. Especially the bonding/cleansing ritual. Seriously, WowZa!!! *fanning self*
My only snafu was how quickly and easily Eve dealt with the whole – I’m been abducted by aliens. I’m married to three men. I can never go home again.
I think most women and men would be a little bit more freaked out by the whole experience. A sane person would be, right? But this is the land of fantasy so……. Let’s forego how she should’ve reacted and focus on what happened.
And that, my sweet peeps, is lots and lots of steamy scenes between 3 alien men and 1 brave Earth lady.
(Sarah) Thanks so much for having me on your blog today! I’m fairly new to the writing community; my first release came out in December of last year. I’m a complete bookaholic and one day last I just started fooling around writing a story and had such a great time that I just kept on going! I work full time in accounting for a sports equipment wholesaler, so I find that writing is a great way to relax and get my ‘creative freak’ on.
3. Contrary to what some people envision about a romance writer’s life, it’s not all glitz and glam. Well not for the majority of us. With that bubble sadly busted, when you’re not writing, how to do you spend your time?
(Sarah) Lol, glitz and glam indeed. Since I am still working full time, I usually do most of my writing on the weekends. Other than that it’s spending time with family and friends, I have a ton of hobbies that I like to get back to every now and then. I used to be a pastry chef so I love to work on creating new recipes and bake. I knit so much that I actually had to create an Etsy site to unload my wares…. apparently one can only justify keeping so many scarves for oneself before others begin to think you have a problem. 😉
4. I know many writers, such as myself, keep their pastime/career a secret. Do those close to you know you write? If so, what are their thoughts?
7. Would you care to tell us what you’re working on now? That is if it’s not top-secret information. If so, just whisper it in my ear. I swear it’ll go no further.
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