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Could you refuse this offer?

Korkla had a surprise for him. “My family has a private getaway. A small cave camp near Sulora Lake. Raxstad and I spend most nights there now that he’s back. It isn’t fancy, but it’s great for privacy.” His hand stroked Govi’s. “If Raxstad’s interested, and I’m pretty sure he is, I wish you’d stay with us tonight.”

“Damn right I’m interested.” The Nobek’s growl raised the hairs on Govi’s neck. As did the fingertips running down his spine, stopping a hairsbreadth from his ass crack.

“Oh. That’s…an…intriguing offer.” His heart pounded and his cocks twitched. “I don’t…it might be a little soon. Don’t you think?”

“We’re promised as clanmates. I’ve enjoyed your company. You seem to like us all right. Do you?” Korkla’s tone was as even as ever. His gaze on Govi was steady.

“Of course, but I have to work tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow night.”

“Yes, but…but…”

Korkla drew him to a halt and gripped Govi’s chin. He made him look him in the eyes. “But what?”

“But my career. I told you, it’s my priority. I don’t have room in my life for clanmates yet.” Govi’s voice rose with frustration and misery. He would have loved to go home with Korkla and Raxstad for sex, if he could keep it at that level. They were so damned compelling beyond physical attraction though. It worried him. The cost of a relationship to his ambitions…

“We’re on the same page, Imdiko. I’m too young to clan without parental permission anyway, so Raxstad and I are building our professional lives and meeting up when we can. It’ll be no different with you. Neither of us will stand in your way of succeeding as much as you can as a psychologist.” Korkla could have been the elder of the two with his calm assurance and parental tone.

“Imdikos are presumed to be the glue that holds a clan together. We see to our clanmates first and foremost, and everything else comes in a distant second. Are you saying you don’t expect me to do that?”

“At this point? When we’re all still dependent on our parents to some degree? Hell no.”

“But later?” Even three years might be too early.

“As far as our future’s concerned, we’re equally responsible for each other when we’re clanned. We’ll look out for each other, we’ll support each other, and we’ll take care of each other. I’d never expect you to assume all that responsibility, especially if it means you lose out on what’s important to you.”

Korkla insisted on declaring all the right things. If only Govi could be sure he meant them.

“You say that now, but the dynamics could change. Relationships aren’t easy. They confuse everything, alter the status quo.”

“Govi.” Korkla’s calm refused to ripple. “I see how vital this is to you. I respect it. I won’t change my mind about letting you focus on your career.”

Silence stretched between them as they regarded each other. Govi searched the Dramok’s face for any sign of uncertainty, any tremor of deception. It wasn’t to be found.

There was a huff behind him. He’d almost forgotten about Raxstad, who gripped his shoulder and leaned close. “Hey, I know this is important Dramok and Imdiko emotional crap, but I gotta be honest. We were talking about having sex. Not running off and leaving our lives behind. Not finding some way to bend time three years forward and clanning right away. Tonight, I just want to fuck this insanely gorgeous Imdiko until my cocks won’t wake up anymore. Can we do that? Please?”

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 An arranged clanship. A threat to their lives. Does love have a chance?

Initially unsure about their impending arranged union, Dramok Korkla and Nobek Raxstad have grown to care for each other. They’re impatient to begin their life together when their parents spring a surprise on them: a third clanmate, someone they’ve never met, has been chosen to join them.

Imdiko Govi has delayed being promised to a clan for several reasons: his burgeoning psychology career and a past arranged clanship that went horribly wrong. However, his parents are certain they’ve found the perfect Dramok and Nobek for him and won’t take no for an answer.

The trio is reluctant to give the arranged relationship a chance, but sparks soon fly. Love seems assured, but trouble is waiting in the wings. Govi is crushed when he fails a patient, sending him into a tailspin that threatens his newfound relationship. Worse, as a member of the Royal House staff, Korkla soon finds himself in the path of a murderous foe. An attack on Raxstad threatens to destroy the clan before it begins.

Love on Kalquor is wonderful, if the trio survives to enjoy it.

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Dinner with the new intended clanmate.

Raxstad tapped his finger on the tabletop. “He’s late.”

“I realize that.” Korkla’s gaze was distant as he mused over whatever it was that had his mind far from the small restaurant’s quiet setting. Probably his conversation with Dapad, which he’d shared with Raxstad.

“I’m hungry.” Raxstad glowered at the waiter who brought food to the next table. Delicious smells wafted to him. He’d spent his day at Global Security training with the assault squad. The intense trials of storming buildings and confronting instructors playing the roles of hostiles had worked up an appetite. An appetite he was overdue to satisfy.

“I’m certain he won’t be much longer. Raxstad, how do we handle it if Govi is incompatible with us?”

Raxstad frowned as his gut snarled for dinner. Flatware clanged against plates around him. The dim lighting illuminating the scatter of sturdy tables low to the ground and seating cushions should have been soothing, but it irritated him. He hated trying to think when his stomach was complaining. “If he’s consistently late for meals and holds us up from eating? I won’t be happy, that’s for sure.”

Korkla came out of whatever brain fog he’d been enveloped in and chuckled. “We’ll order an appetizer when our waiter comes around again. I’ll text Govi if he hasn’t shown within the next two minutes. Fair?”

“Okay.” It was beneath Raxstad to sulk, and he did his best to avoid it, but he felt sulky. He didn’t want an appetizer. He wanted a plate piled high with food. He wanted this meeting over with. The Imdiko his parents had chosen wasn’t impressing him at all. “Maybe he’s into surly, angry Nobeks. Maybe driving intended clanmates crazy gets him off. I’d call that incompatible, so yeah, how to handle that—”

“What I meant by incompatible was, what if Govi’s entire personality is at odds with ours? Imagine if he sits around and watches drama vids on his days off. Or if he spends hours in a gaming house. Or what if he drinks excessively? Do we try to cope with it? Ask our parents to call it off? Become a clan and live our lives separate from his?”

“The parent clans ran compatibility tests,” Raxstad pointed out. “We shouldn’t be that far off where interests and personalities are concerned. Except the need to be on time for meals, apparently.”

“Clajak and Egilka underwent compatibility testing too. Yet they’re so different. Clajak likes Egilka though, so maybe there are a lot of underlying factors we’re unaware of on the surface. How can anyone really know how a relationship will end up?”

“We’re different too, when you consider it. You prefer to negotiate with people. I choose to bust heads. How much more opposite can we be?” Raxstad wasn’t in the mood to ponder the mysteries of clanmate bonds. In his opinion, people made connections or they didn’t, and the details of how that operated weren’t important. At least the conversation was a distraction from his groaning stomach.

“You’re not the meathead ronka as you pretend to be. There’s a hell of an intelligent brain in your thick skull.” Korkla gazed at him with knowing affection.

“I swear if you tell anyone, I’ll snap you like a twig. The less smart they believe I am, the fewer responsibilities I have to accept.”

Korkla rolled his eyes but kept talking. “We’re both driven by duty and honor. We respect those with authority. We believe in hard work and kindness to others until they prove themselves unworthy. We may express ourselves differently, but we’re similar at our foundations.”

“Okay. Here comes the waiter. I’ll have three of all the appetizers, and it’s been two minutes, so…”

Raxstad broke off. Their waiter was indeed weaving through the close-packed tables towards their seats, and he had someone with him. A man with the most breathtaking face the Nobek had ever seen despite its lack of a smile or anything approaching pleasure.

Raxstad forgot he was starving. His vision was full of the gorgeous Imdiko who was brought to his table. As if in a dream, Raxstad floated to a standing position. He bowed, but his gaze never left the chiseled jaw, the aristocratic nose, the high cheekbones…all framed by shoulder-length black hair.

Releasing January 14. Pre-order now at Amazon, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords. 

Now on sale in print.

An arranged clanship. A threat to their lives. Does love have a chance?

Initially unsure about their impending arranged union, Dramok Korkla and Nobek Raxstad have grown to care for each other. They’re impatient to begin their life together when their parents spring a surprise on them: a third clanmate, someone they’ve never met, has been chosen to join them.

Imdiko Govi has delayed being promised to a clan for several reasons: his burgeoning psychology career and a past arranged clanship that went horribly wrong. However, his parents are certain they’ve found the perfect Dramok and Nobek for him and won’t take no for an answer.

The trio is reluctant to give the arranged relationship a chance, but sparks soon fly. Love seems assured, but trouble is waiting in the wings. Govi is crushed when he fails a patient, sending him into a tailspin that threatens his newfound relationship. Worse, as a member of the Royal House staff, Korkla soon finds himself in the path of a murderous foe. An attack on Raxstad threatens to destroy the clan before it begins.

Love on Kalquor is wonderful, if the trio survives to enjoy it.

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He attempted to rise but only managed to lift a little. His wrists, on either side of his head, were frozen to the floor. The cuffs glittered in the firelight.

“Sorry. I couldn’t resist the opportunity.” Raxstad sounded far from sorry. He was breathless as he pressed his primary into Korkla’s ass.

“You—let me up. Cuffs, unfreeze.” Korkla started to pull from him, his body tensing as he endeavored to escape.

Mistake. Tensing made Raxstad’s determined entrance hurt. He gripped Korkla’s hip and held him in place while the other hand continued to busy itself with Korkla’s elated cock.

“Easy, sweet Dramok. I made you feel good, now I’ll let you return the favor, but you have to cooperate. Relax while I enjoy your gorgeous ass.”

Korkla’s demanding side snarled in protest. It wanted to fight for its rightful dominance. But Raxstad had the advantage, and there was no overpowering the massive Nobek.

“Bastard. When I get loose—”

“I know. I’ve weighed the pros and cons and decided fucking you in my fashion was worth whatever retaliation comes afterward. You’re too irresistible. You realize that, don’t you?”

Korkla ground his teeth. He’d thought he’d planned the encounter in such detail that Raxstad wouldn’t gain the upper hand. He should have activated the cuffs rather than let sentiment rule his brain.

“You will suffer,” he promised his tormentor.

“No doubt. But first, I’ll fuck you. Then I’ll make you come again, just to show you enjoy being under me better than you’ll admit. Maybe you’ll come with me. I’d like that.”

Korkla shouted in rage and tried to lunge away. All he got for his trouble was another jolt of agony from his asshole, which Raxstad continued to steadily plug. Then he struggled to turn, to land a punch. More pain and absolutely no gain.

“I would have ridden you. However you wanted me to. It’s not as if I’d leave you wanting,” he complained while he forced his ass to relax and yield to its implacable invader.

“A Nobek has to be a Nobek and try to overcome his lover. It’s no different than a Dramok doing what he can to stay in control.”

An arranged clanship. A threat to their lives. Does love have a chance?

Initially unsure about their impending arranged union, Dramok Korkla and Nobek Raxstad have grown to care for each other. They’re impatient to begin their life together when their parents spring a surprise on them: a third clanmate, someone they’ve never met, has been chosen to join them.

Imdiko Govi has delayed being promised to a clan for several reasons: his burgeoning psychology career and a past arranged clanship that went horribly wrong. However, his parents are certain they’ve found the perfect Dramok and Nobek for him and won’t take no for an answer.

The trio is reluctant to give the arranged relationship a chance, but sparks soon fly. Love seems assured, but trouble is waiting in the wings. Govi is crushed when he fails a patient, sending him into a tailspin that threatens his newfound relationship. Worse, as a member of the Royal House staff, Korkla soon finds himself in the path of a murderous foe. An attack on Raxstad threatens to destroy the clan before it begins.

Love on Kalquor is wonderful, if the trio survives to enjoy it.

Releasing January 14.  Pre-order now at Amazon, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords.  Print available now.