Monday, March 2, 2015

Shapeshifters in Space--Oh, My! Saving Attractions by Rebecca Airies

After a crew of traders are stranded on a planet, a shapeshifter commander must protect them from space pirates and solidify his relationship with his mate.

Adalyn Jameson fears she and her trade ship crewmates will die on the uninhabited planet where they’ve been stranded by pirates. Before panic sets in, Zarain shifters arrive to help them. Ada does not fight her intense attraction to one of the brawny shifters. A short, sizzling affair with this man is the perfect way to occupy her time before she goes back to normal life.

Jagger Antein thought babysitting a stranded crew until they could be evacuated from the planet would be an easy assignment. He never expected to find his mate among those he rescued. Now that he has, he’ll seduce her and keep her close before he claims her. When members of the crew are attacked again, he’ll have to discover who’s behind it and what they’re after if he hopes to keep his mate safe.

Here's an excerpt for ya:

“After the way you’ve behaved, I don’t know what you want so I’m going to make this simple for both of us. Do you want me? No past, no future. I don’t know if you’re afraid I’ll think this is more or something, but for us, there’s just now.” She blurted it all out quickly, afraid that if she tried to explain it better, she’d lose her nerve.

“There is always a past and there will be a future. I’ve wanted you since I saw you.” His hand lifted to her face, and his fingers trailed over her cheeks.

His answer bolstered her confidence, but she didn’t think beyond the words “I want you.” Nothing else mattered. She stood up straighter and smiled. She hoped he wasn’t one of those men who felt they had to make all the moves, because she was definitely going to make some demands.

“I want you now.” She peeled the green shirt over her head and stood before him wearing only the baggy pants and shoes.

She wished she had more of her own clothing. She wanted to look sexy and attractive. The only thing she could say about the clothing they’d provided was that it covered her. Specifically, the shirts covered more than she’d like. She wanted to feel pretty or eye-catching, and the shirts covered her from neck to waist without even the possibility of showing a little cleavage.

He took a slow step forward and his eyes lowered to her breasts. “I can give you time. We don’t have to rush.”

She saw the hunger in his eyes. That was the only thing that kept her from grabbing her shirt and tugging it back over her head. He was trying to protect her and the only reason she could think of was that he didn’t want her to feel as if she made a mistake.

“We have today and I don’t want time. I know what I feel and what I desire. I want to kiss you, touch
you and fuck. Is that what you crave, because if it’s not, I can put my shirt back on and go back to the camp. I don’t need an oversized big brother. I never had one and I’m too old to get used to the crap now.” She raised an eyebrow and hid a grin as his eyes remained on her naked chest. She wasn’t overly endowed, but just from the way he was looking at her, he liked what he saw.

“I’m not your brother.” He took the final step separating them. His hands closed around her shoulders and he glared down at her. “I’ll soon be your lover, and I thought you might have some doubts.”

“No doubts or second thoughts. I want you as a lover.” She drew her hand over his chest, tracing over where she knew his tattoo was.

If he’d been standoffish for too much longer, the larger ship he’d mentioned to Captain Thomas could have arrived before they even fucked. She knew that they had only a little time. It would take merely days after they were on one of the larger ships to meet up with a ship from Central Command.

He looked at her for a long moment. She had a feeling he was going to say something and wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to hear it. She reached up and slipped her hand over the back of his shoulder. Stretching up onto her tiptoes, she pressed her lips over his. They didn’t need to talk.

He drew in a sharp breath, but his lips opened under hers. She nipped at the lower curve to give him a little encouragement. He groaned and his head tilted a little as he pulled her closer. His tongue thrust deep into her mouth in an aggressive claim.

She met the strokes and demanded more. Twining her arm around his neck, she arched against him, pressing her breasts against his hard chest. Her nipples hardened and ached from the pressure but it wasn’t enough. She didn’t know what it was about being near him, but every time she got close to him, she wanted to strip them both out of their clothes and tease him until he couldn’t resist her.

Her other hand slipped down his side. Tugging at his shirt, she let her hand slide under and savored the warmth of his skin and the solid muscles beneath her fingertips. She felt them tighten beneath her fingertips and worried that perhaps he was letting his protectiveness override his desire. What she’d wanted for the past few days was right beneath her fingertips. She wasn’t going to let it slip away. 

She’d waited and worried too long about him even wanting her to miss this opportunity because he thought he might cause her a little pain. Her nipples ached, the tips hardened and ready to be touched or sucked. She hoped he’d get over his protectiveness soon.

She pulled her hand free of his shirt and reached between them. Cupping her hand over the ridge of his cock, she slowly stroked her hand up and down. A growl vibrated against her lips as his tongue thrust deep into her mouth. His hands clasped her waist and lifted her off her feet.

He tore his lips away from hers. “You’re going to kill me. Wrap your legs around me.”

She did as he ordered. He lifted her higher than she expected. When he brought her close to his body, her pussy pressed against his stomach. Her fingers speared through his hair and she leaned down for a kiss. His lips closed over hers and his tongue pushed deep and stroked against hers. She hummed in pleasure. Before she was ready, he tore his mouth away from hers. He drew in a deep breath.

“Hold on to my shoulders and lean back. I’m not going to drop you, but I want you to feel safe. I need to get my mouth on your breasts.” He stared into her eyes.

She did as he asked. Her hands gripped his shoulders and she leaned back. She wanted to feel his mouth on her only a little less than she wanted him to fuck her. Since she planned for both to happen today, the order didn’t matter at all.

“My cock is so hard, reha.” He rocked her hips against his stomach, rubbing her pussy on his hard muscles. “I’m going to fuck you, but first, I’m going to taste and tease as you’ve done to me.”

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About the Author:

Rebecca Airies writes fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi romance. She’s been a dreamer all of her life. She loves getting lost in the lives of her characters and learning about them. In her free time, you might find her reading, writing (Yes, she write in her free time, too—bad poetry, flash fiction and you never know when the muse will strike), gardening, listening to music and spending time with family and friends.  A native Texan, she was raised in small town, but now lives in Abilene. Rebecca would love to hear from you, visit her website and drop her a note. You can find her books at Ellora’s Cave. 

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