"4 Nymphs!...Another delightful episode in the Alliance series. For the first time, Myrek desires to follow his heart rather than his duty but Khira knows their love is doomed. Lyndi Lamont continues this fabulous saga of two planets struggle to come together with Myrek older brother to Rulik, who was introduced in the first book Diplomatic Relations. This is a very enjoyable series; I look forward to the next installment."--Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"...Reads easily and moves a good pace. The characters of Myrek and Khira struggle to hold onto their principles despite the pressures they are facing...The author balanced the sacrifices Myrek and Khira will have to make if they want to stay together."--Alex, Coffee Time Romance
"...A well-constructed story. The writing is sound, the character motivations clear, and there’s the right balance of sex and angst...Ms. Lamont is a strong writer. Her skills as an author and attention to detail and medical research for the plot made the story concrete, which is why I feel confident in saying that readers should give it a go."--Patrice F., Joyfully Reviewed
...After dinner, Myrek led Khira to the sofa. He’d barely been able to keep his hands off her during dinner. He’d found her attractive from the first, when she was wearing her plain doctor’s clothing and a minimum of makeup. Tonight she was stunning in her brightly colored gown and with black outlines around her lovely brown eyes, making them even more dramatic.
“I’ve called a team meeting for tomorrow morning to brainstorm ideas for finding a cure for this blood disease.”
He put a finger over her full lips. “I didn’t ask you here to discuss work.”
Her brows rose a little. “Then why did you ask me here?”
“Don’t you know?” He moved his hand to her neck and leaned forward to capture her mouth, touching his lips to hers lightly, then with more pressure. She relaxed, opening her lips to allow him better access, as her arms circled his waist. He traced her bottom lip with his tongue, then delved inside her mouth. She tasted like paradise, the flavor of the fruit they’d eaten for dessert mingling with the sweet palm wine and her own intoxicating taste.
He ran his hands through her thick, silky hair and down her back, pulling her closer. She arched her back and pressed her breasts against his chest. Sheer physical need pounded through his veins and pooled in his groin. He wanted—no, needed—to fuck her, to plunge his cock into her hot, tight cunt. Gasping, he pulled his mouth from hers. “I want you, Khira.”
She looked at him, eyes dilated and lips swollen from his kisses. “I want you, too.”
Her whispered confession was all it took. He stood, picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. After sitting her on the bed, he knelt to remove her sandals. Her feet were tiny, the toenails painted red. Everything about her was petite and dainty, making him feel large and powerful.
He drew in a deep breath. Take it easy. No need to overwhelm her. He watched her face as he ran his hands up the soft skin of her calves, pulling her long skirt above her knees. Her eyes were half-lidded, her mouth slightly open. A shudder passed through her.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes.” Her whisper was soft, breathless. “I like it wherever you touch me.”
She untied her gown and pulled it open, revealing an expanse of smooth, brown skin. To his delight, she wore no undergarments. His cock grew even heavier. “Beautiful,” he whispered. Her stomach was flat, her breasts small but perky, with light brown nipples already pebbled with need.
Standing, he drew her up and swept her gown off her shoulders and onto the floor. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close for another hungry kiss. One hand on her ass, he pressed his hard cock against her stomach.
She pulled her mouth from his and started to unbutton his shirt. “We need to get these clothes off you.” She took her time about it, though, lingering to play with the fair hair on his chest and stomach. He let her explore, knowing his hairy body was different from the other men she’d known.
Other men. Shit, why had he thought of that now? He wasn’t sure he liked the idea of Khira being with any other man.
She was kissing his chest now, running her tongue around and over one of his nipples. He tried to relax and enjoy the sensations, but all he wanted to do was throw her on the bed and take her like a rutting animal. He sucked in a breath when her hand grazed his cock. She laughed as she yanked his shirt out of his pants and pushed it off him. After moving her hands to his waist, she unfastened his pants and his cock sprang free. When she touched it, he nearly came in her hands. Gods, it had been a long time...