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Category: Erotica/Erotic Science Fiction/Science Fiction
Description: On Argadia, rebellion has turned into bloody civil war. Sidra Venus is the Songbird of Argadia--and an assassin. Her patron is a powerful member of the Tribunal--Commander Clorial Zydon. Two of her brothers serve as Elite Enforcers. Sidra is engaged to First Captain Lance Osei, the head of Commander Zydon's private guard. What no one knows, however, not even her intended, is that she has secretly aligned herself with the rebel faction on Argadia. The renowned Songbird is the only one who can get close enough to Zydon to complete the mission. And even if it means her death, she's determined to do it. Sidra lives a life teeming with secrets, lies, and blackmail. She's in love with Lance Osei, but she can't afford to let it color her decision to do what she can to save the people of Argadia ... as well as the people she loves and must protect. She dares trust no one with her secret--especially the man she loves. Captain Lancelot Osei believes in honor, loyalty ... and love. His life is turned upside down when he discovers the world he thought he lived in, and the people he trusted, have all lied to him. Lance will make hard choices that lead to consequences not only for Sidra's acts, but his own, when he saves her from certain death at the hands of his own men. Guilt-ridden and torn, Lance questions everything he thought he believed in, including his love for the female he would give his life to save... Genres: Science Fiction / Futuristic / Fantasy / Exhibitionism / Public Places
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: July 2008

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [79 KB]
Words: 16278
Reading time: 46-65 min.

Sidra leaned forward and grasped one of his nipples with her teeth and sucked it into her mouth. Lance hissed sharply. There were times when she was like a little she-cat with sharp claws. Times when she liked their sex hard. Times when her colors went indigo rather than crimson. Just like now as he saw the colors surrounding her quickly shift.

She looked up at him as she slowly began to work her way down his body. Her lush engorged lips pressed tingling kisses to his flesh as she moved ever downward, her sharp, white teeth leaving a ragged red-marked trail over his torso. A nip at his hip had him rolling onto his back and spreading his legs.

Sidra's mouth sucked his khout inside, consuming practically the whole semi-erect length, swirling her tongue over the knob, and then releasing it with a pop. She grinned up at him.

"Your mother has been teaching me the language of Earth. I found a book with words in it. I've been studying their meanings." She licked along the length of his now stiff erection. "This wonderful sword of yours is called a cock in Earth language. Sometimes they use the words prick or penis to describe such a pleasurable part of your anatomy." She sucked him into her mouth once again.

He arched upward, unable to stop the movements of his body beneath her attentions, burying himself deeper inside her moist chasm. She released him, lifted her head to look up, and he saw the twinkle of amusement glitter in her eyes as she slowly progressed back up his body, taking her time, her lips lingering and teasing along the way.

"My mother never would have used such language." His words came out rough and breathless with need.

"No, but she gave me the books, told me the story of how you were named. She liked the stories of the knights of King Arthur's court. Your true name is Lancelot." She smiled down at him as she rose up, gripped his khout and centered it at the opening of her shax-ra.

"I should have known. Put me inside you. I want to feel your silky shax embracing me."

"Ah, my shax. In Earth language, it is called a vagina."

He felt the tip of his khout enter her, her channel stretching to accommodate him, as in an agonizingly slow motion she dropped down to take him fully inside her.

"It's also called a cunt. Shall I bury your cock inside my cunt, Lance? Would you like that?"

Suddenly, he thrust upward, slamming inside her wet shax. He gripped her luscious hips and kept her pinned there. She leaned forward, curled her fingers and dug her nails into his chest.