Breathe Deep [Masquerade]
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by Angelia Sparrow
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Science Fiction
Description: Captain Salzoran and his merry crew haunt the spacelanes, taking what prizes they can. Years earlier, a chance encounter with a star yacht owned by one of the three Great Houses in the galaxy left Salzoran with a pretty green-eyed virgin boy in his cabin. He returned the young prince to his family, neither harmed, nor a virgin.
Now, although they have been apart for several years, Sharnil still remembers his pirate lover and misses him. Dissatisfied with his marriage and his life, he summons Salzoran to come and get him.
The designated meeting point is a pleasure station, built by Sharnil's father, and now hosting a month-long interstellar masquerade party and orgy. Here, on a metal wheel four miles in circumference, Salzoran must find his beloved prince amid thousands of costumed male revelers. And nothing is ever as easy as it sounds...
Genres: Gay / Science Fiction / Futuristic / Menage (M/M/M) / Group Sex / Voyeurism / Exhibitionism / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2011
eBookwise Release Date: October 2011
1 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [90 KB]
Reading time: 55-78 min.
"A 'B' Rating!...If I was forced to pin down this story into a few words then I'd probably pick Space Pirate Sex Romp! It's a highly entertaining tale of space pirate Salzoran. This is not a book to be take too seriously. It's high on campy space goodness and lots of sex. The tone is light-hearted but also has an element of suspense. This mixing of the suspense with hot, erotic sex scenes worked well as each encounter brings Salzoran closer to danger.The story may be sexy but it's also got a good solid romance at the core. The writing is good with some great descriptions of the costumes at the party. I also liked the pirate crew and the way that the author obviously had a great deal of pleasure in creating the different alien beings on the pirate ship and the space centre. Overall, this is one for those looking for an erotic read with a SF backdrop?If you're after a light, amusing space romp then pick up Breathe Deep. You won't regret it."--Jenre, Brief Encounters Reviews
I stepped into the airlock of the station, grinding my teeth. Sharnil would recognize me, at least. Lilin had put me in my raid clothes and added what bits and bobs she could find around the ship to the outfit. Tight black synthleather pants and high red boots of the same were topped with a scarlet ruffled shirt and a black velvalon coat that rattled with buckles and buttons. She'd swiped J'thawn's favorite hat, the big black one with all the plumes, and Deeg's earring. I felt supremely ridiculous with those additions. Somewhere she conjured me up a mask, a black thing with one eye covered and lots of red scrollwork.
"Great. You're sending me into unknown territory with no depth perception."
"Hush," Lilin said and tucked an economy-sized canister of barrier foam into my coat pocket. I scowled at her. I wasn't going to need lubricant until I was back aboard with Sharnil and barrier foam to protect us both should be unnecessary. She raised an eyebrow back. "Orgy, remember? You'll need it, Cap."
I waited for the station to admit me. What if it didn't? What if it left me standing here and then evacuated me with the air when the next ship docked?
I tried not to think about it. Sharnil was somewhere on that station, with big green eyes and soft black hair and the sweetest mouth in six systems. And he wanted me here.
The airlock cycled and I stepped into the cool corridors of the station. Music pulsed from the speakers, a low rhythm that got into the deck-plates and came up through my boots, making me want to stomp around to get it out or let it go higher and set the pace for my hips as I fucked. That had to be the idea.