Taken by Her Alien Warriors Tour Stop!


The men of any species have needs…
Gemini Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Cirrion Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion. Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his dark desires.  Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his
Drakan lover Ornack.
With Drakan at war with Cirrion the men’s relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can’t.
From the minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
There’s only one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
A Siren Erotic Romance
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Too short. Actually it’s not a short read, it’s just that I would like to have read more of Gemini, Zorran, and Ornack’s story. And yes, that’s three names there so if you’ve read many of my reviews you know that I was in mini-heaven reading a ménage book. What’s even better is that the men are bisexual, so that made for even more steamy reading. Yummy.
Gemini is human and was rescued by Zorran when she was a child. Despite the way his species treats alien women as no more than a convenient sex toy, he has never slept with her. In order to protect her from being taken from him and abused by other males, Zorran decides to give her to his lover Ornack. As his and Ornack’s people are at war, Zorran must sneak Gemini away in order to deliver her to safety. Because Ornack’s species is dying out due to conception issues, Zorran knows that Gemini will not only be safe, but she will be honored as she is capable of having children. Despite his desire to insure her safety, Zorran refuses to acknowledge his feelings for either of the people he loves and vows to himself to never return so that they can have a life together. Ornack spends the next few months earning Gem’s trust and affection, until they finally consummate their marriage in one heck of a steamy scene. Of course, as hot as that scene is, it was outdone by their ménage mating scene … oh my!
As the first novella in the series, The Warriors is off to a great start. Ms. O’Connor has combined the right amount of relationship development and hot sex for a truly enjoyable read for ménage and sci-fi romance fans. Taken by Her Alien Warriors has been added to my reread list and Ms. O’Connor has been added to my watch list. I am already looking forward to the next book in the series.

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Ornack’s cock hardened in record time and his fangs dropped, seeing his wife impaled on Zorran. She threw him a worried glance over her shoulder, and he smiled to reassure her.
“Don’t stop on my account. I woke up and neither one of you was there. Gerunda said you two needed time, but fuck it all to hell and back, time is the one thing we do not have, so we make this work now or never.”
Zorran glared at him, but there was no mistaking the lust shining out of his black eyes, as Ornack fisted his cock. He hadn’t bothered with clothes, had simply staggered off the bed and gone in search of his mates. No one was going to stop him from claiming them both, not when Zorran could be snatched away at any given moment. They had wasted too much time already.
His side still hurt like a fucking bitch, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could stand up for much longer, but that minor detail wasn’t going to stop him.
“You best get your butt over here then, Drakan.” Zorran’s eyes glittered with emotion. Love, lust, worry were all there for him to see, and it gave Ornack the strength to get his legs to keep on moving. By the time he fell on the bed,
Gemini had climbed off Zorran’s lap and she was running her hands all over Ornack’s side.
“You’re healed, already? Gerunda said you needed to sleep, would sleep for hours.”
Zorran laughed, and Ornack cupped her face and pulled her down for a kiss. She tasted familiar and different all rolled into one, like a delicious smorgasbord of his two favorite people.
A shudder went through her when he traced Zorran’s mating mark on the shoulder opposite to his mark.
“It’s been hours, girl.” Zorran said, and Gemini frowned.
“It hasn’t, has it? Did I fall asleep?”
She looked so utterly confused and adorable, and that happiness spread like a drug through Ornack’s veins and took the last semblances of pain away with it.
He grinned over her head at Zorran, pleased to see the Cirrion wearing a similarly goofy expression. Yes, he had been right about this. Zorran loved Gemini as much as he himself did, and with that knowledge came deep-seated determination to see Zorran’s name cleared. Ornack would use all of his considerable influence to keep their mate from the hangman’s noose—later. For now, he wanted to simply enjoy his lovers.
“Have you been wearing our girl out, Zorran?” he asked, and the bed shook with Zorran’s howl of laughter. He bent his head to claim Ornack’s lips in a bruising kiss that further confirmed his feelings, especially as he immediately grabbed a stunned looking Gemini and proceeded to kiss her senseless too. Her musk increased, and both men groaned at her instantaneous submission to them.
“Check how wet she is for us, Ornack, though I bet she’s soaked.” Zorran winked at him and Gemini whimpered when he cupped her sopping wet slit and ran his fingers through her labial lips. He lifted his glistening digits up for Zorran to see, and the other man grasped his wrist and proceeded to lick them clean with a wicked grin in Gemini’s direction. Her breathing grew heavy and her eyes seemed transfixed on the action. When Zorran released Ornack’s fingers with a satisfied grunt, he kissed her again, and picking her up guided her onto Ornack’s cock.
“It would be a shame to waste all that wetness and this will help you heal more. Besides, I want to fuck both of the people that I love tonight.”
Gemini sucked in a breath, and a big, fat tear splashed on Ornack’s chest. The sensation of her hot, wet heat closing around his dick was almost too much to bear, especially as Zorran chose that moment to fist his cock slowly. He knelt next to Ornack’s head and Gemini gasped when he slid his thick cock dripping with pre-cum into Ornack’s mouth.
“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Her whispered words skittered across Ornack’s chest, as she bent down and suckled one of Zorran’s heavy testicles into her mouth at the same time as Zorran fucked Ornack’s mouth. Zorran’s dick jumped and Ornack greedily swallowed the tiny spurts of his lover’s semen down. He too was close to coming again, as Gemini milked his cock with her internal muscles. Her hair cocooned all three of them in an intimate embrace, and her breasts rubbed against his chest, her nipples hard nubs of need, and he thrust up into the tight clasp of her body.
He fucked her cunt in time with Zorran fucking his mouth and both men grew still when she screamed her release into Ornack’s shoulder. Gemini collapsed on top of him, fighting for breath and Zorran pulled out of Ornacks mouth. Their gaze met over Gemini’s head, and Ornack nodded at the unspoken question in Zorran’s eyes.
“Little one, look at me.” Ornack lifted Gemini’s damp hair off her face and a wave of affection swamped him at the glazed and unfocused look in her eyes, as she struggled to listen to him.
“I want Zorran to fuck your ass whilst you ride my cock. That way we can both bite you and make you fly.”
“No, I can’t. I’m dead, you’ve killed me. Let me die in peace.”
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily
basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the
locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as
they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

 
 

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