Someone get these two a room.
For Iliana, the kiss was better than what they’d had before. Better, because she wasn’t surprised by it. Because she’d invited it, had been ready and eager.
It started off soft, careful. She sank into its sweetness and surrendered to the warmth that filled her. His tongue slid against hers. He tasted her. She tasted back and enjoyed the mix of Selbi and bohut. She enjoyed him as he deepened the kiss, as he drew hungrily on her.
Excitement jolted through her, strong. Demanding. She hung onto the Imdiko and dove into the heat filling her.
Was it one incredibly long kiss? Or a series of them, each bleeding into the next as they lost themselves in each other? She was desperate for it to never end. She could have kissed Selbi until the end of time.
When they did part, she was breathless. Her lips tingled. Selbi stared at her from inches distant, his gaze unfocused.
She leaned forward, and he met her. The next kiss was as intense and enthralling as the first. More. His hands slipped up her legs, going to her waist. He gripped higher, around her ribcage.
When he paused, she grabbed his wrists. Tugged, first with encouragement, then, when he hesitated, with demand. Until his palms cupped her breasts.
“Mother of All,” someone muttered. She wasn’t sure if it was Hanvel or Cosdas.
It didn’t matter. Selbi rubbed her and squeezed gently. His touch sent tumbling exhilaration through her. She moaned and explored the granite planes of his chest in return. So firm, so powerful, even through his shirt.
She slid her hands down. She found a taut abdomen, then thighs that bulged through his trousers. Inward…
Her wrists were gripped. Someone stopped her. It wasn’t Selbi. He still groped her breasts.
“We’re leaving. Could you two contain yourselves at least until we reach the shuttle?” Cosdas shoved Selbi while Hanvel half-dragged, half-lifted Iliana from her chair.
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Their agreement
didn’t include falling in love. What happens when a ruse becomes reality?
Iliana Rossi’s reluctance to join a Kalquorian clan comes from a terrible loss that leaves no room in her heart for any men. Dodging the alien three-man clans eager for a Earther mate is a full-time job, and she’s running out of patience with those desperate to change her mind.
Hanvel, Selbi, and Cosdas pursue Matara Deefa, a rare unclanned Kalquorian woman. She’s everything they could possibly want. But her parents have promised her to another clan, and Clan Hanvel can’t seem to convince Deefa that love is more important than rank and family approval.
When Iliana meets Clan Hanvel, the solution seems obvious. They embark on a fake courtship that satisfies societal and family pressure; a relationship that requires no love, no commitment, and no responsibilities to each other.
But when passion wakes for the reluctant foursome, they have a choice to make: loyalty to the impossible past or a chance for love they can keep.
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