Sex Me Slow

Sex Me Slow

Children of the Triad series, book 4
by Tianna Xander & Bonnie Rose Leigh
copyright 2008, eXtasy Books
Genre: Sci-fi/Shapeshifter/Fantasy/Ménage (M/F/M)/Series
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Felicity Sorrel, a highly trained Amazonian warrior, didn’t expect her leader to send her on one of the most important missions of her life. Neither did she expect to have company. But sometimes the unexpected can lead to life-altering changes.

Storm Vanier never thought to take a mate, but one look at the beautiful Amazonian, Felicity, and he knows his search is over. When Ryo of Kneese assigns him to hunt down and terminate Helios, the evil Hienial traitor, and rescue the two Amazonians he kidnapped, he didn’t expect to stumble upon a lost city–the city of his ancestors.

Brandt Somanta had waited decades for this moment, the moment their people had prayed for and planned for long ago. As the prophecy of their salvation begins to unfold, Brandt welcomes the arrival of the newcomers, because only with them and their people, will the original Hienials have a chance to become whole once more.

As a slumbering city begins to awaken, danger and intrigue go hand in hand when the Children of the Triads search for a cure for the sickness that forced the Hienials to create their own saviors.

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The timekeeper had turned one and a half times by the time she found herself pacing the corridor outside Storm’s quarters. Nervously, she stopped and smoothed her hair. It was still a bit damp from her shower. In her right hand, she held her bag with everything she would need. Anything else they could replicate.

Taking a deep breath, she placed her left hand on the chime. It announced her presence with a soft buzz. The door clicked open with a soft whoosh.

“Enter,” Storm said, sounding a bit preoccupied.

Her eyes widened when she entered. She suppressed a whistle. Weapons and equipment covered practically every surface. He was packing them in the crates and tagging them. Looking up, he grinned. “You like?”

Felicity couldn’t help but smile. He was a man after her own warrior woman’s heart. She loved weapons and many of these, though new to her, looked like something she’d love to learn to use. She nodded. “Yes. I like very much.” She sat on the arm of his chair, tucking her left leg behind the other. She leaned closer. “Will you show me how to use them?”

“Of course. What else will there be to do aboard the ship?”

Laying her hand on his shoulder, she looked into his smoldering gaze. “Oh, I’m sure we can think of something.” She licked her lips, deliberately provoking him. “What are we going to do once you pack these weapons away? There are still a few hours remaining before they’ll be through stocking our vessel,” she informed him as he stood and began to throw the rest of the weapons into their crates. Her gaze moved slowly over his muscular body and she grinned at his growing erection. Part of her was excited, another part was scared. Finally, she would lose her technical virginity. It was something she never thought to have the opportunity to do.

“I can think of a lot of things we can do to occupy ourselves, sweetheart.” His voice grew rough as he stood to finish packing the last of the weapons and tools away. Striding back to her, he pulled her into his arms. “I can think of one thing in particular that I’d like to do right now.” He reached out, cupped her face and caressed her cheek with his thumb before he tilted her head back for his kiss.

Heat surged around her, through her. Nothing prepared her for the sensation of a man’s lips pressed against hers. Her knees went weak. Her heart stuttered in her chest. Nothing ever could have prepared her for the overwhelming emotion he stirred within her. Heat pooled in her middle and gooseflesh rose on her skin. His warm hands wandered over her shoulders, down her back and cupped her bottom. Squeezing gently, he urged her closer.

Her arms snaked around his middle, kneading his taut muscles. His tight rear was too much temptation. Her fingers itched to squeeze his ass. She allowed her hands to move lower and lower still, until she gave into temptation and grabbed his firm bottom. Felicity groaned when his hand moved to her breast and he tugged on her nipple. When her mouth opened, his tongue surged between her lips. It shocked her and she pulled away.

“What-what was that?”

“It was a kiss-a very sensual kiss. You do very well for one who has never experienced it.” Like hers, his breath came in short gasps. “Would you care to experiment again?”

“Experiment?” She squeaked. “That was just an experiment?”

He smiled. His hands moving gently, soothingly over her skin, calmed her more than she ever thought possible. She wanted this-wanted to experience the feel of his lips on hers, his hands roving over her body.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she looked up at him. “Will you teach me about sex?”

He groaned. “Sweetheart, that’s exactly what I had in mind, with your permission, of course.” He waited for her nod before scooping her up in his arms. “First, let’s get to the bed before we both fall on our asses. You take my breath away. The last thing I want to happen is lose myself in you while you’re counting on me to keep you upright.”

He gently laid her on the bed. His hair fell forward, the braids tickling her skin. His experienced hands removed her top quickly and efficiently leaving her upper body bare to his amber gaze. She looked up at him, half smiling. As an Amazonian, she was taught to never be ashamed of her body. In fact, she arched her back, rubbing her taut nipples against his chest. She screamed, fisting her hands in his hair when his mouth closed around her nipple, nipping her. Never had she felt anything like it before. Cream slipped from her vagina and coated her panties. Her hips bucked involuntarily as he suckled her nipple, his fingers tugging gently on the other.

Pulling back, he unfastened her pants, sliding them and her panties down her legs, thoroughly kissing every inch of flesh he exposed. Her head tossed and her fingers tightened on the silky coverings as he worked his way back up her legs to stop at the juncture of her thighs. Gently pushing her legs apart, he rested his hand against her nether parts and she moaned with excitement. She needed him to touch her. She squeezed her eyes shut. Her breath came in short gasps as she waited for him to finally touch her there.

“Please,” she begged, in a breathless whisper, willing him to taste her.

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