Blurb:
Traitor or criminal?
Lieutenant Lillian Buckner receives orders to take her squad of women pilots out to specific coordinates and destroy an unarmed transport. Lilly must decide whether to be a war criminal by firing on an unarmed vessel or to be a traitor and disobey her orders. Her life and those of her six pilots depends on her decision. No matter her decision, the punishment may kill her if she returns to the human forces.
Trust or Punish?
Lord Hugh Korol fights against the humans. They invaded the Celtan’s territory and took sectors of space from them. The humans attacked their home world. When human women aid one of their unarmed transports, he must decide what to do to them. Can he trust the one he desires or will she break more than the fragile trust growing between them?
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Excerpt:
A big man, Ray Harris took anyone to his bed he wanted. He wanted Lillian but she steadfastly refused. Something about him rubbed her the wrong way.
“Are you clear on the mission,” he growled at her as he brushed against her breast, squeezed her bottom as he paced around and around her.
“Sir, we seek out this ship,” Lillian repeated her orders, careful not to call it a transport. “Once we find the ship, we destroy it.”
“Will there be any chatter, like you hens normally do,” Ray insulted them.
“Sir, my squad follows protocol,” Lillian defended her squad.
“There are complaints about your squad,” Commander Harris smirked. “You should be nicer to me. It will help me better address those complaints.”
“Sir,” Lillian realized a solution to both her problems. “When I return from this mission, I’ll be happy to discuss in detail how we can make my squad better. If you don’t mind a private meeting with me.”
Ray Harris smiled. His hands slid down to her bottom and squeezed. He walked around to stand in front of her. He yanked her into a tight embrace, pressed his lips against hers, thrust his tongue in while he squeezed her breasts. “I think a private meeting is optimal. There might need to be several,” he murmured against her lips.
“Yes, sir,” Lillian tried not to cringe or curl her lip at the prospect.
“We could start now,” he suggested.
“I don’t want to be late for the mission,” Lillian evaded his advances. “I think our meeting is too important to hurry, don’t you?”
“In your quarters,” Ray narrowed his eyes.
“Yes, sir,” Lillian affirmed while meeting his eyes. “We can both get comfortable.”
“Very well,” Commander Harris pulled her tighter against him before letting her go. “Get out there and make sure you follow all protocols.”
“Yes, sir,” Lillian said walking away. She managed to not jump when he slapped her ass.
Another excerpt:
“It appears you are the last one to claim your mate,” Npin prompted Lilly.
“I may select any male in this room,” Lilly asked.
“Yes,” Npin said.
Lilly looked at each of the men. Most of them looked away from her, didn’t meet her eyes. She looked into Lord Korol’s eyes, saw kindness there. She walked up to him, held out her hand and waited.
Npin smiled as Lord Korol swept her into his arms, sealed the claiming with a kiss rather than holding her hand. Lilly tried to withdraw but his gentleness overwhelmed her reserve. His lips teased hers. Her eyes closed, her body melted against his, wanting him to kiss her, a first for her. Long moments passed as he accepted the woman who claimed him and sealed the claim with a long sweet sensual kiss.
When he raised his head, she gasped, “Oh.” She touched her lips, felt her body tingle with need and desire.
“We will retire to my quarters,” he said not taking his eyes off her.
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