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Claimed: The Story Of Sibeta [The Quantar Trilogy, Book II]
by Laura Bacchi

Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica/Menage Erotica
Description: Sequel to Chosen: The Chronicles Of Winter... New planet. New name. Same old celibate life... Bailey McKenzie, now known as Sibeta, left almost everything she knew to travel across the universe and meet the man who'd invaded her head in the most delicious of ways. But a hasty marriage to the guy she thought was her telepathic lover leaves her with more questions than answers--and her unwanted virginity still intact. Mix in a man who loves her husband and will do anything to keep her away, well, Sibeta might never get laid. Good thing there's a royal librarian right down the hall who may just be the real man of her dreams... Commanded to summon a new bride for his galaxy's leader, Kennar Descrie could barely resist the full-figured blonde once he'd entered her mind. Now that she's here in the flesh, resisting is no longer an option. But Kennar crossed Sibeta's new husband once before and received a punishment no man should endure--one that makes it impossible to love Sibeta in every way. Only a visit to the demon who created Kennar's personal hell can grant the freedom he needs to be whole again. But deals with a devil always come with a price. When Sibeta sneaks aboard for the ride to the underworld, Kennar's brother is there, too, and he can do what Kennar can't. Will Kennar remain Sibeta's one true love? And which of her Earth friends will she have to betray to free the man who has claimed her heart? Genres: Science Fiction / Futuristic / BSDM / Paranormal / Psychic Phenomena / Menage (M/F/M) / Group Sex / Contains Some Bisexual (M/M) Content / Rubenesque / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: June 2009


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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [145 KB]
Words: 31149
Reading time: 88-124 min.


"Yes, that's it. That's my name."

The r was hard, guttural. He spoke his last name like a sensuous whisper, as if talking dirty into a lover's ear. Chill bumps dotted my body. "Does it have any special meaning?"

"Of course it does. It's my name." He was teasing me.

My tongue darted out in jest. His gaze dropped to where it rested between my lips. His expression grew steamy, so I pulled my tongue back in. Not knowing the customs here could get me in big trouble, and I wondered what I'd just said to him with the gesture.

He bent close to me, as if sharing a confidence even though we were the only ones in the room. "You'll not want to do that around men." His breath teased the hair covering my ear, and his nose pressed into my temple.

"Um, I believe you're touching me." But I didn't move away.

Kennar pulled back just enough to break contact, but I could still feel his warmth. "Would you like to know what the gesture means?"

I leaned back in my chair as far as possible to face him. "Sure."

"But then we'd be breaking another rule."

I was too curious not to ask. "Which rule?"

"The 'no talking about sex' rule."

"Ah. I don't suppose you could tell me in, um, clinical words what it means, could you?"

"Better yet, I could show you."

"I have a feeling that would violate our last rule, the one about no touching--"

"We've already messed up with that one."

"Yes, I suppose so. But not, like, really messed up." Not yet anyway. I shifted in my seat, my face growing hotter by the second. "No showing then. Just telling."

He grinned, obviously pleased to contribute to my carnal education.

"When a woman sticks her tongue out at a man, she wants him to drop whatever he's doing, lift her skirt..."

I should've stopped him right there.

"...then get down on his knees to part the outermost lips of her sex and place his tongue on ... Oh, I forget the word."

The naughty glimmer in his eyes told me he hadn't forgotten a damn thing. "Clitoris?" I supplied.

"Yes, her clit..."

I shook my head. "'Clit' isn't clinical enough." Especially the way he said it.

"Clitoris," his voice caressed each syllable, "and she doesn't want him to stop until she's right at the edge of orgasm, ready to come into his mouth with just one more little nudge. Then he's to start giving her longer licks, to slow the pace while she begs and grabs his head to thrust him harder into her secrets. Of course, some women's jut out proud and erect with no hiding at all. Like a tiny tongue." He glanced down to where I held my hands together in a sweaty bundle. "What is yours like?"

"Excuse me?" Hearing seems to be the first thing to go when you're about to drip onto the floor in a huge, wet puddle.

"Your clit. Does it hide or is it bold, like you?" His voice, low and hoarse, told me he was as turned on as I was.

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