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  As I walk through the marketplace, the crowd parts around me, everyone solicitous to a fault. The young girl in a stall I walk by offers me some food while another offers me a cold drink.

  Being babied is the last thing I need, but apparently everyone else seems to think I do. That doesn't mean I don't take the food and drink. I mean, I'm not an idiot. And these cravings are no joke!

  "Thank you," I smile at the young girl and take the food. Then I take the cold drink from the man who offers it with a smile. I carefully sip it with one hand as I take a bite of the street food with the other, sauntering toward the House Mansion. All the while, the guard I left behind is creeping along behind me, thinking he's being sneaky.

  I let it go. I don't want to burst his bubble and at least I know who's following me this way. And, honestly, the way everyone is treating me is a good indicator of how far Drevakin has come in winning them over.

  Things were kind of touch and go in the beginning when he first took over House Ti'ana, the prejudices against Minor Houses coupling with the fact that Drevakin killed their last Prince formed a not so great mood for his reception.

  But he's winning them over just by being himself.

  He's fair when arbitrating disputes, he's honest about his reasons for doing what he does, and he has a level head. Being reasonable is a major crowd pleaser.

  Not to mention that his changes to the House's trade agreements and his much more open border policy has increased the wealth for House Ti'ana. If there's one thing everyone responds to well, it’s prosperity. I smile and wave at everyone who calls out.

  "You look radiant, my Princess!"

  "Good evening, my Princess!"

  "I hope you are feeling well, my Princess!"

  Honestly, the hardest thing to get used to is being called princess. I don't feel like one. Though if I ever do, I’ll know I've fallen off the deep end.

  It doesn't take long to reach my destination even at my slow pace. And, as usual, Drevakin is already waiting near the House Mansion. I swear there must be some kind of warning system that lets him know I'm coming home.

  "How was your day?" he asks as he pulls me into a gentle hug.

  "Good," I sigh, leaning against him with my food and cup held out. "They give me food and drink. Again."

  He chuckles, turning to enter the courtyard.

  "The people want to take care of you," he explains as he holds my arm to step inside.

  Like I might trip over nothing and fall. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

  "Would you like me to get anything else for you from the kitchen?" Drevakin prods as we walk down the hall to our bedroom.

  "No, I have already eaten enough for two meals," I reply with a sigh.

  He chuckles as he opens the door for me and closes it behind us.

  "Good. I would like to see you nicely round," he teases, sliding his arms around me and placing a sweet kiss on the side of my neck.

  "That is what you say now," I warn. "You won't be singing the same tune when my roundness is crushing the life out of you while you struggle for breath underneath me."

  He laughs, guiding me to sit at the edge of the bed. I let him because I want to sit, anyway. And I know he likes to take care of me.

  Oh, all right. I'll admit it. I kind of like it too.

  He pulls my shoes off as he looks up at me, his eyes still smiling.

  "It would be an honor to die under your roundness."

  I snort out a laugh. Shaking my head, I lean forward to wrap my arms around his shoulders.

  "You know what I want?" I ask, kissing him lightly.

  He frowns.

  "I do not know. Tell me and I will—"

  I set my mouth on his. Shut up and kiss me.

  All right. I'm fine with this method of persuasion.

  I smile against his mouth.

  He undresses me, slowly and carefully, his fingertips brushing against me as he slides off the light layers of clothing. By the time I'm naked, I definitely want more.

  He smiles as he gently pushes me down on the bed, kissing his way to my overly sensitive nipples, laving them with his tongue until I'm crying out. Then he goes down farther, making a beeline for the already wet place between my legs. He knows how to get me off.

  I cry out with my orgasm, grinding against his face as he holds my body down, his tongue continuing to flick against me, drawing the climax out as he slowly pushes two fingers into me.

  "Yes. I want you inside me," I pant, pushing down on his fingers.

  He frowns. "I do not know if that would be wise. In your state."

  "My state is fine," I reply, sitting up and reaching between us to grab his throbbing erection. It jumps in my hand as he groans. "Though I think yours might need some working on."

  I open his trousers and pull his cock out, sliding my hand up and down the formidable length with an appreciative sigh. Man, the Celestial Mates agent really came through on what I thought was a joking request.

  Drevakin watches my hand, his eyes hot. It doesn't take long for him to break.

  Thank God.

  "Fine. Lie back," he growls, helping me back and down onto the bed.

  I reach my arms out and he quickly strips his clothes off before he lowers his naked body on top of mine. Just the feel of skin on skin is delicious. He reaches between us and guides his head to my entrance, his eyes locked with mine from inches away.

  "Is this what you want?" he teases, his tip just kissing me.

  "Yes," I say impatiently, trying to wiggle down to take him in.

  He chuckles and gives me what I want. The penetration is searingly intimate as I look into his eyes while he pushes inside. Nowhere to hide.

  You are so beautiful. His voice rings in my mind with utter sincerity.

  I know with complete certainty he means it that I am beautiful to him. The Paritella has given me a level of security I haven't ever had in a relationship before.

  You are beautiful too. And not going fast enough.

  He raises his brows. "I am glad you find me attractive, but this is as fast as I will go," he warns.

  But he reaches between us and plays with my clitoris, his eyes still on mine.

  I'll take it. I swallow as the warm glow builds again. I reach down to grip him by the ass, using the leverage to grind myself against him, watching him watch me the entire time.

  "If you do not stop, this will be the end," he tells me in a low voice. "I cannot hold on forever."

  I crane my neck to take his earlobe into my mouth, sucking on the small bit of flesh.

  "Then do not hold on," I whisper in his ear as I grind against him.

  He moans as he increases the force of his thrusts, but still not the speed, the sound of his body against mine clear in the room. I wrap my legs around his hips and take everything he has to give, wanting even more.

  "Come," he orders, flicking my clitoris and thrusting.

  He doesn't have to ask me twice. In this way, I'm a very obedient Pari. The orgasm hits me harder than I expected it, crushing me in a surprising wave of pleasure. Oh, it's so good.

  Our thoughts and emotions run together, the edges blurring as he follows suit. His jaw clenches and a hoarse groan leaves him as he orgasms deep inside me. And in that moment, I know he loves me because I can sense it.

  I know he loves our baby, a deep, limitless love I'm so happy our child will have. And I know right down to my bones I made the right decision by staying on Alva.

  Kissing Drevakin's lips, I smile.

  I love you.

  I swallow as I hear it, feel it, and see it on his face all at once. It's almost too much. I love you, too.

  Swallowing the knot in my throat, I think about all I've gained in such a short amount of time. I didn’t even realize how much I wanted a baby until I found out I was pregnant and couldn't stop crying tears of joy for hours. It didn’t help that Drevakin suggested naming the baby Joseph if it’s a boy, that brought on fresh waves of happy sobbing. Every day of my
life now is filled with love, anticipation and hope for the future.

  I kiss Drevakin again, looking at the beautiful angles of his now familiar face. I am so lucky.

  No. Drevakin interjects. It is I who is lucky.

  Such contentment washes over me I know it isn't all mine. And that he feels just as good as I do makes it all so much better. This is it.

  I have the life I never even dreamed I could have.

  Tightening my hold on Drevakin, he rolls us to our sides, his arms around me, his gorgeous eyes still on mine as he smiles.

  I've found a home I never even knew existed.

  Right here.

  In Drevakin's arms.

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  DRAGON’S BABY

  Red Planet Dragons of Tajss

  Book 1

  MIRANDA MARTIN

  & JUNO WELLS

  Blurb

  Not every alien is an enemy, even if he kidnaps you...

  Calista is happy with her life of scientific research. She doesn't need love, she has her books, her friends, and her work. Things are fine until her ship is attacked by space pirates and crash lands on a desert planet with heat so intense she and her friends can't survive without help.

  Ladon is a Zmaj warrior resigned to a life alone, who only desires to protect his treasures. His hopes for a mate faded long ago, yet when he meets Calista something stirs. It takes only one look to know that she belongs to him. He's been alone for so long but she is the ultimate treasure and he will protect her.

  Now there's only the small problem of her living long enough to understand.

  A devastated planet, a mysterious history, space pirates, and threats environmental and alien beset them on all sides. The sexy Zmaj warrior will have to battle the planet's ultimate threat in an epic effort to obtain the one thing he knows Calista needs to survive.

  But will the other humans accept this huge and alien looking dragon warrior? Or will they find him just as big a threat as the rest of the red planet? The future of both their races depends on it.

  Alien Dragon's Baby is a full length scifi novel with a happily ever after ending, plenty of steam, bloody battles and alien-human intrigue. It is standalone and co-written by Miranda Martin and one of the hottest science fiction romance authors out there, Juno Wells.

  CALISTA

  “Who are you?” I ask.

  His head cocks to one side then he opens his mouth and makes a sound that contains a lot of s sounds and a bit of hissing. I shake my head, not understanding, but it’s clear he’s intelligent and has a language. He waits for me to respond then repeats the same sounds again. I shake my head, frustrated.

  “I don’t understand,” I say, motioning with my hands like that will help.

  On board the ship we all spoke Galactic Common. Everyone does, though some old holdouts keep their native language too. No one in the galaxy doesn’t speak Common. Where the hell have we crashed that he doesn’t know it? Vulcan, right, well if only I’d been geek enough to learn to speak Vulcan. He doesn’t look like Spock though and I sure as hell ain’t Captain Kirk.

  He slides closer and as he does my stomach tightens and my pussy grows wet again. He’d been… examining me and he really is quite attractive. It’s wrong though, what the hell am I thinking, getting off on an alien? He pauses as if waiting for me to stop him then he reaches out and touches my thigh. His hand is so cool, a thrill runs along my nerves at his touch. It’s exciting and enticing and so damn wrong. I can’t do this. I pull back but the delay in my action seems to encourage him. He touches both my legs with his hands and traces a path along my thighs down from my knees to the sides of my hips. Electric chills race along to my spine then up to my core as he moves closer to my erogenous zones and moisture slides down my thighs.

  I shudder and he stops, looking into my eyes. He says something but who the hell knows what. This is nuts, insane even, I can’t let this man, this alien do this to me. I can’t but I don’t want him to stop. Desire is a pulsing need in the tight ball of my lower stomach and I want nothing more than to be pleasured. No matter how wrong it is.

  He runs his hands up and down my legs then up across my arms. I’m breathing in short gasps, my heart is racing, I shake my head side to side.

  “No,” I whisper. “No.”

  He doesn’t stop. His strong hands grip my knees and push down. I want to resist, I try, but I can’t. My legs straighten out leaving me exposed. I cross my arms over my breasts holding on to some level of modesty. His intense eyes bore into mine then he shifts his attention to between my legs as his fingers trail along my skin. He speaks again, and it ends with a soft hiss. Strong fingers knead the muscles of my calves then up past my knees onto my thighs. My legs part as he moves, almost like they have a will of their own. He’s in control and I can’t stop him. I should, I should want to, but it feels so good as he works up closer and closer to my sex.

  “I can’t,” I protest. “This is wrong.”

  He looks up, pausing and cocking his head to the side. It’s a moment, I can stop this. We may not be able to communicate with words but he seems to get that I’m protesting, and he waits.

  I shake my head side to side but my clit is pulsing with a desperate need I can’t ignore. I don’t say anything else and he moves again. With one hand he uses thumb and forefinger to form an upside down V that pulls my silky folds apart. Slowly, so slowly it drives me mad I watch the index finger of his other massive hand approach. When it reaches my wet silk a shudder rips through me as he drags that finger up through the layers of my sex and then lightly grazes across my clitoris.

  I hear myself moaning and my hips buck forward wanting, needing more. I need to be penetrated. He presses against my clitoris and rubs in a circular motion that is perfect, like an expert playing my body to a symphony of his own creation.

  His hands stop and pull back then he’s stroking my hair, my face, my arms. His touch sends thrills through me as he continues exploring my body. I drop all my defenses giving myself over to his gentle ministrations. I reach out and touch his face which makes him smile. His eyes light up as he runs his hands down my sides to my ass. He grips my waist and lifts me up easily as if I weigh nothing. He moves me to rest on his lap. One of his large hands cups the back of my head while the other roams down across my breasts. He touches my nipples and they both stand erect like small diamonds ready to cut glass.

  His fingers glide across my stomach and down between my legs. I’m wet and ready as he plows through my folds. When he slides across my clitoris, I cry out in surprise and joy unable to contain the thrill that pushes me over the edge then he buries the tip of his finger inside me while keeping pressure on my clit.

  He moves his finger back and forth creating a rubbing pressure on my sensitive nub while giving me the full sensation inside. It’s amazing and I move my hips in time letting him have his way with me. I need this, I need to get off, clear my head and then I’ll be able to think.

  “Yes!” I cry out rocking.

  He says something back. I bury my face into the glorious coolness of his neck and only then do I see the backside of him. The first thing I notice is he has wings. They’re folded against his back and don’t look like they’re big enough to let him fly but probably would allow him to glide. The second thing I see is his tail. Its standing stiffly out from his back shifting side to side almost like a rattlesnake. It vibrates in time with the motion of his hand inside me and for some reason seeing that drives me right over the edge. My body stiffens, stars explode in my vision, and I buck up against him hard, my hands gripping his shoulders tight.

  “AH!” I cry out as the orgasm rips through me. />
  He holds me tight against him as it passes and I’m left panting and sweating in his arms. I hold him until my breath and heartbeat slow to something resembling normal then I sit up, feeling awkward that I just got off with an alien that I can’t even speak to. He lifts me up and sets me back down on the ground then rises on to his knees. He’s wearing something that mostly resembles a kilt which makes me giggle.

  “You’re like an alien dragon Highlander,” I say in my best Sean Connery accent. Not that he’s going to appreciate the humor.

  He cocks his head to the side then shakes it, clearly indicating he doesn’t get it. I smile and shrug then he pulls the kilt aside and from between his legs protrudes the biggest, strangest cock I’ve ever seen. My eyes go wide and I scoot back as I realize he wants to put that thing inside of me. I shake my head side to side.

  “Oh no,” I say. “No, not yet, I’m not ready for that.”

  I point at his cock as I talk and shake my head. It’s not only enormous but there’s a bony ridge along the top like it’s a weird condom ribbed for her pleasure. I totally don’t even think that I can accommodate such a thing inside of myself without severe damage. I’m certainly not ready to find out!

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