copyright e.s.venton 2009 |
BONDS OF JUSTICE 3: DRAGEN'S FIRE
Elayne S. Venton
Changeling Press
erotic romance sci-fi novella
Elayne S. Venton
Changeling Press
erotic romance sci-fi novella
Julliet raised her brows at the perfect male specimen who graced the foyer of Healing Waters. Most
customers left her cold, but no female could ignore this gorgeous male. The first thing she noticed about
him was his shoulder studied him. A Shoni on Callisto?
White eyebrows arched over deep set eyes. He rubbed a dark tanned hand over his smooth square jaw
while he scanned the room. The long straight nose, chiseled cheeks and white hair convinced her.
It had been so long since she'd seen one of her mother's people. Not many ventured off Terras Five since
the Oskii war decimated their world. They were too busy rebuilding the planet. What was he doing here?
One of the greeters rushed across the marble floor and dipped her head. "How may I service you, sir?"
"Pandora requested my presence."
Surprise sizzled along Julliet's spine. Pandora didn't entertain customers. So why had she sought out this
stranger?
The greeter sashayed away, whispering to the others in the adjacent common room as she searched out
Pandora. While he waited, his legs spread in an at-ease stance and his hands hung loosely at his sides. His
skin-tight black spacesuit outlined every muscular twitch of impatience in his broad shoulders. He rolled his
neck and spotted the tiny video ball in the ceiling. Even though she knew he couldn't see her, Julliet backed
away from his scrutiny.
"Daunting, isn't he?" Tasha, the security manager, narrowed the field of view and scanned him from head
to toe. "Perrrrfect."
Julliet's heartbeat skipped. Yes, he certainly was.
The view of the man wavered then filled with snow and static. Tasha cursed. All the other screens worked
fine. Julliet wondered if the Shoni's unique powers were interfering with the electronics. Just what they
needed, more trouble.
Meanwhile, on screen six, Kelty had disappeared from view. She pushed the Shoni from her mind. "I'm
going to check on Kelty. Finish your dinner before it gets cold."
Murmuring under her breath, Tasha pushed her plate out of the way and fiddled with the controls of the
malfunctioning video stream.
Julliet heaved a sigh and closed the door behind her. She took the employee chute down to the fourth floor
and walked along the gallery, gazing over the half wall into the atrium below. The unclaimed sex caterers
milled about in a dazzling array of colorful exotic outfits, the females showcasing sensuous curves, peeks
of breasts, nipples, and asses while the males wore sheer thongs or cock cages to entice the clients.
If she strolled among the vibrant group crowded around the Shoni, would he notice her at all? Once she
would have struck awe into the visitors with her long legs, lush curves, and sultry smile. Since she quit
selling her body, she no longer had to flaunt her body in nipple-peeking bodices, low-slung pants with a
cut-out for her well-rounded ass, skin-tight lycra, or shimmering translucent dresses. For the first time in a
long time, she missed parading around in sexy clothes that lit a client's eyes and made her feel wanted.
Not any client. Him.
Even from a distance, the sexual allure of the visitor wrapped around her senses. Her skin felt alive. On
fire. She wondered how he smelled -- musky, tangy, woodsy, or salty like the ocean beneath Callisto's
surface? Did his hand feel smooth or calloused when he caressed Sonja's face? She wanted to peel off his
flight suit slowly, reveal the muscular bulges from his shoulders to his calves, then rub her breasts over
every centimeter of his body... Julliet shook her head. Goosebumps rose on her arms. This man held a
strange appeal. No wonder the others, much closer to the male, reacted so strongly to him.
As if sensing her perusal, the Shoni looked up at Julliet. His mouth dropped open. Accustomed to stares,
Julliet stared back. If her face shocked him, he didn't have to be so rude and gawk. He refused to drop his
gaze. Awkwardness seeped into the stare-down. Julliet backed away from the railing, not far enough to
break eye contact but enough to let him know she'd stay out of his way. His sea of adoring admirers
parted as Pandora approached. His open jaw closed and reluctantly he turned his attention to the owner,
kissing her cheeks and whispering into her ear. Pandora glanced up, smiled at Julliet, then led the man
away. Relief relaxed Julliet's shoulders.
Watching the pair walk away, Julliet had to smile at Pandora's choice of a glittery navy backless gown, held
together by a thin cord at her neck and waist, which displayed her bare crimson buttocks. It appeared
Steele had been spanking his naughty Earthling.
Julliet wandered down the hall to Kelty's room. She knocked once and let herself in. "Kelty?" At first glance,
the bedroom appeared empty, but she heard water running. Judging by the fogged bathroom door, Kelty
had rushed to wash the creature's fluids from her body. Ugh. She couldn't blame her.
"Kelty? It's Julliet." She slid the door open. Warm steam billowed into her face. "Are you all right?" She
headed toward the large open shower secluded behind a curved glass panel.
A prickly sensation touched the back of her neck as soon as she stepped around the enclosure. Too late to
turn back! Someone grabbed her arm, twisting it high behind her back. Before she could spin around to
see her attacker, her body flew against the tiled wall beneath the water spray. Her palms slipped along the
slick surface and her forehead smacked the glass tiles. Dazed, she twirled around. The tip of a laser gun
penetrated the fog. She screamed and ducked.
Tiles exploded, raining pebbles of pink glass onto her head.
Boots sloshed away. The cascading water and billowing steam concealed her attacker. Fumbling to her feet,
she stepped out of the basin, hugging the wall even though she knew he was gone. With a deep breath of
courage, she rushed out of the bathroom. Cool air brushed over her sodden gown, shocking her heated
skin. She nearly tripped over the dragging hem as she charged through the bedroom and out the open
door.
A white haired demon smacked her spine against the side of the hall, holding her there with the full length
of his body, his wild-eyed gaze shuffling between her and the open doorway. Stunned, Julliet froze; her
brain unable to sort out the Shoni's unexpected presence.
Buy link: http://www.changelingpress.com/author.php?uid=31
customers left her cold, but no female could ignore this gorgeous male. The first thing she noticed about
him was his shoulder studied him. A Shoni on Callisto?
White eyebrows arched over deep set eyes. He rubbed a dark tanned hand over his smooth square jaw
while he scanned the room. The long straight nose, chiseled cheeks and white hair convinced her.
It had been so long since she'd seen one of her mother's people. Not many ventured off Terras Five since
the Oskii war decimated their world. They were too busy rebuilding the planet. What was he doing here?
One of the greeters rushed across the marble floor and dipped her head. "How may I service you, sir?"
"Pandora requested my presence."
Surprise sizzled along Julliet's spine. Pandora didn't entertain customers. So why had she sought out this
stranger?
The greeter sashayed away, whispering to the others in the adjacent common room as she searched out
Pandora. While he waited, his legs spread in an at-ease stance and his hands hung loosely at his sides. His
skin-tight black spacesuit outlined every muscular twitch of impatience in his broad shoulders. He rolled his
neck and spotted the tiny video ball in the ceiling. Even though she knew he couldn't see her, Julliet backed
away from his scrutiny.
"Daunting, isn't he?" Tasha, the security manager, narrowed the field of view and scanned him from head
to toe. "Perrrrfect."
Julliet's heartbeat skipped. Yes, he certainly was.
The view of the man wavered then filled with snow and static. Tasha cursed. All the other screens worked
fine. Julliet wondered if the Shoni's unique powers were interfering with the electronics. Just what they
needed, more trouble.
Meanwhile, on screen six, Kelty had disappeared from view. She pushed the Shoni from her mind. "I'm
going to check on Kelty. Finish your dinner before it gets cold."
Murmuring under her breath, Tasha pushed her plate out of the way and fiddled with the controls of the
malfunctioning video stream.
Julliet heaved a sigh and closed the door behind her. She took the employee chute down to the fourth floor
and walked along the gallery, gazing over the half wall into the atrium below. The unclaimed sex caterers
milled about in a dazzling array of colorful exotic outfits, the females showcasing sensuous curves, peeks
of breasts, nipples, and asses while the males wore sheer thongs or cock cages to entice the clients.
If she strolled among the vibrant group crowded around the Shoni, would he notice her at all? Once she
would have struck awe into the visitors with her long legs, lush curves, and sultry smile. Since she quit
selling her body, she no longer had to flaunt her body in nipple-peeking bodices, low-slung pants with a
cut-out for her well-rounded ass, skin-tight lycra, or shimmering translucent dresses. For the first time in a
long time, she missed parading around in sexy clothes that lit a client's eyes and made her feel wanted.
Not any client. Him.
Even from a distance, the sexual allure of the visitor wrapped around her senses. Her skin felt alive. On
fire. She wondered how he smelled -- musky, tangy, woodsy, or salty like the ocean beneath Callisto's
surface? Did his hand feel smooth or calloused when he caressed Sonja's face? She wanted to peel off his
flight suit slowly, reveal the muscular bulges from his shoulders to his calves, then rub her breasts over
every centimeter of his body... Julliet shook her head. Goosebumps rose on her arms. This man held a
strange appeal. No wonder the others, much closer to the male, reacted so strongly to him.
As if sensing her perusal, the Shoni looked up at Julliet. His mouth dropped open. Accustomed to stares,
Julliet stared back. If her face shocked him, he didn't have to be so rude and gawk. He refused to drop his
gaze. Awkwardness seeped into the stare-down. Julliet backed away from the railing, not far enough to
break eye contact but enough to let him know she'd stay out of his way. His sea of adoring admirers
parted as Pandora approached. His open jaw closed and reluctantly he turned his attention to the owner,
kissing her cheeks and whispering into her ear. Pandora glanced up, smiled at Julliet, then led the man
away. Relief relaxed Julliet's shoulders.
Watching the pair walk away, Julliet had to smile at Pandora's choice of a glittery navy backless gown, held
together by a thin cord at her neck and waist, which displayed her bare crimson buttocks. It appeared
Steele had been spanking his naughty Earthling.
Julliet wandered down the hall to Kelty's room. She knocked once and let herself in. "Kelty?" At first glance,
the bedroom appeared empty, but she heard water running. Judging by the fogged bathroom door, Kelty
had rushed to wash the creature's fluids from her body. Ugh. She couldn't blame her.
"Kelty? It's Julliet." She slid the door open. Warm steam billowed into her face. "Are you all right?" She
headed toward the large open shower secluded behind a curved glass panel.
A prickly sensation touched the back of her neck as soon as she stepped around the enclosure. Too late to
turn back! Someone grabbed her arm, twisting it high behind her back. Before she could spin around to
see her attacker, her body flew against the tiled wall beneath the water spray. Her palms slipped along the
slick surface and her forehead smacked the glass tiles. Dazed, she twirled around. The tip of a laser gun
penetrated the fog. She screamed and ducked.
Tiles exploded, raining pebbles of pink glass onto her head.
Boots sloshed away. The cascading water and billowing steam concealed her attacker. Fumbling to her feet,
she stepped out of the basin, hugging the wall even though she knew he was gone. With a deep breath of
courage, she rushed out of the bathroom. Cool air brushed over her sodden gown, shocking her heated
skin. She nearly tripped over the dragging hem as she charged through the bedroom and out the open
door.
A white haired demon smacked her spine against the side of the hall, holding her there with the full length
of his body, his wild-eyed gaze shuffling between her and the open doorway. Stunned, Julliet froze; her
brain unable to sort out the Shoni's unexpected presence.
Buy link: http://www.changelingpress.com/author.php?uid=31
 | |  | |  | |  | |  | |  |