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Arresting the Warlord
by Gail Koger
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GENRE: Sci-Fi
Romance
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BLURB:
CeeCee
Tsosie is a Navajo Nation police officer and shaman with the ability to control
the weather. She’ll admit arresting Jake Jones, a Coletti Warlord, for speeding
was not one of her better decisions. But hey, the law was the law and the
drop-dead gorgeous warlord pushed every one of her buttons. She might have been
a tad over-zealous with her rainstorm and stun gun, but the Jackass had it
coming.
An
alien serial killer is stalking the Navajo Nation. The Coletti Empire is
hunting a galactic fugitive. Turns out they need each other’s help to stop the
shapeshifting predator. Can she work with the Jackass? Can Jake convince CeeCee
she’s the one? Only time, and the spirits will tell.
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EXCLUSIVE
EXCERPT:
I
woke up sprawled across a warm, masculine chest. I rubbed my cheek against the
firm muscles. He felt so good. I bet he tasted good too. I went to lick a
nipple covered with a smattering of hair and froze as everything came rushing
back. What was I doing? Had I lost my mind?
Probably. I wanted to taste every inch of the Jackass. How sad was that?
Jake’s
breath stirred my hair.
I
took a cautious peek. His eyes were closed like he was sleeping, but he was a
hyper-vigilant warlord. Was he playing possum? More than likely. I tilted my
head for a better look at his fine body. Jake was wearing red plaid boxer
shorts and socks. A giggle escaped me.
“Hey!
Show some respect. They’re made from the tartan plaid of our Scottish
Highlander’s clan,” Jake groused.
“Apologies,
but I thought warlords went commando.”
“Nope,
all the Jones’ boys wear tartan plaid.”
“Even
the General?”
“Him
too. Ethan and Quinn are the only ones who occasionally go commando.”
“Good
to know. What happened to my armor?”
“I
deactivated it. It’s hard to cuddle with it on.”
I
eyed him suspiciously. “Just cuddle?”
“Actually,
I require your naked body against mine.” Jake was suddenly kissing me like a
starving man.
A
shockwave of need hit me and all I wanted was for him to fuck me blind.
“Your
wish is my command,” Jake murmured in my mind.
A
ghostly finger circled my clit, rubbing it until the bombardment of pleasure
had me squirming.
“Like
that, do you?”
My
breath came in fast, shallow pants. “No. Not. At all.”
“Liar.”
My
eyes rolled back in my head as two marauding fingers pumped into me hard and
deep while his thumb continued to lazily circle my clit. “Oh. My. God. Oh. My.
God.”
“Not
God, I’m just really good at mental sex.” Jake suckled my right nipple and my
mind completely shut down as ecstasy cascaded through me. “You’re mine,
buttercup, for all eternity.” His possessive hands were everywhere, stroking
me, claiming me. “I’ll never let you go.”
I
came with embarrassing speed and when the brain jelling climax hit me, I
literally saw stars. “Whoa! All that practice. Really paid off.”
“Are
you calling me a man whore?”
“I’ve
heard stories about how often Coletti warriors go to pleasure houses.”
“A
warrior has needs after a battle,” Jake replied.
A
dangerous edge to my voice, I warned, “I don’t share. You touch another woman
and I’ll cut it off.”
“Not
gonna be a problem, buttercup.” A shit eating grin spread across Jake’s face.
“The only woman I want to touch is you.”
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AUTHOR BIO:
I was
a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going
totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea of what a real emergency is. Take
this for an example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And
this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really
couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The
woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree.
I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am, but
we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my
husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting
myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing.
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