QSFer Kora Knight has a new MM sci fi book out:
Emergency landing. Uncharted planet. Erotic captivity of epic proportions. Right when Captain Alec Hamlin thinks it can’t get any crazier, his team is sold to their captors’ mighty sovereign. King Zercy of the Kríe. Ruler of the planet’s most formidable species. Man, is he imposing. So regal and larger than life. And way too savagely handsome for Alec’s liking. From the first moment he laid eyes on him, he knew the Kríe was trouble, knew he needed to steer clear of him at all costs.
But when Zercy chooses Alec to be his personal pet, all plans to dodge the male fall by the wayside. Alec is forced to spend each evening in the alluring king’s company, each night bound to the seductive king’s bed. Wholly at his mercy. Utterly defenseless, in his own mind and most especially his restless body. His struggle is real. Because the more Alec gets to know Zercy, the more he realizes two things. The Kríe king is damaged—unstable, not right, making him unpredictable and highly dangerous. But he is also innately kind beneath the raging storm that torments him. Kind and genuine, with a sad but beautiful soul.
Something Alec fights with all he is, not to acknowledge. He can’t fall for Zercy. Zercy is the enemy. The captor of both Alec and his team. Which means Alec needs to get them out of there, before it’s too late. Before emotions overthrow logic and take control of the wheel. If only his body didn’t crave Zercy so fiercely, and his heart didn’t want him just as badly.
With Search and Rescue due any day, and Alec’s team getting antsy, Alec is forced to make a decision. He can’t have it both ways. Is he the captain of his men, bound to obligation, or is he a man in love with a Kríe?
Warning: Contains explicitly scorching gay sex with exotic and shamelessly kinky males of otherworldly descent.
Book Two of the Nira Chronicles
A soft, husky rumble resounded in the quiet.
Alec froze, then glanced at Zercy’s face. He was watching him, eyes hooded, still drowsy from sleep. But his lips, yeah, those lips were definitely curved.
Fuck. He’d caught Alec staring at his body.
Cheeks heating, Alec looked away, wanting to roll onto his back and put as much distance between them as possible. Problem was, his stupid fucking cock was still hard. So, instead, he just scowled. “It’s not what it looks like.”
“Hmm. That is a shame.” Shit, his voice. So sleepy and gruff. Like a little velvet stroke to Alec’s dick. Zercy shifted atop the bedding. “Is it at least what it feels like?”
Alec frowned and glanced back at him. “Feels like?”
“Tah.” He smiled. “Your hard cock pressed against my knuckles.”
Alec stilled, then eyed that mound of fur covering his crotch… realizing in horror that Zercy’s arm was still part of the jumble. Earlier, when the king had shoved the covers over in his sleep, he hadn’t ever moved the thing back. It’d stayed put. Good God. That’s probably what woke him up; Alec rubbing his boner all up against his hand.
Tamping a groan, he felt his ears heating, too.
Zercy chuffed in amusement and rolled onto his side. “I do not know why it is so important that your hard cock stays hidden, but it is a waste of time. A waste of energy.”
Alec met his eyes. They were less than a foot apart now. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not hiding my dick, and it’s not fucking hard.”
Zercy lifted a smug brow. “No? So I can pull back this fur?”
Alec stiffened. Ground his molars. “I’d rather you didn’t.”
The groggy king grinned wider. “What a surprise.” Without warning, he pushed Alec onto his back, then moved even closer and laid on top of him.
Alec sucked in a breath, their faces just inches apart, Zercy’s morning wood pressing brazenly against his stomach. “What the—fuck are you doing?” he grunted anxiously. “Get off. Jesus, Kríe. You weigh a ton.”
Another sleepy rumble worked its way up Zercy’s throat. Casually kneeing Alec’s thighs apart—despite his efforts to keep them closed—he rocked his strong hips against Alec’s groin. “Hmm. You say you are not hard. Perhaps our definitions are different.” Lids at half mast, he nuzzled Alec’s neck.
Alec’s jaw went slack, his skin flushing from head to toe. But not just from embarrassment. He was pissed off, too. And aggravated that he was getting so freaking horny. Couldn’t help it, though, goddamn it.
Those warm lips against his skin? Not to mention his fucking scent again, assailing Alec’s nose. Roasted marshmallows, all hickory sweet…
His mouth watered. His eyes rolled back—
What was he doing?
Fighting to snap out of it, he squirmed beneath Zercy’s heft—which, to his distress, just spurred the Kríe to rock his hips again.
Heat coiled in Alec’s nuts. “Don’t,” he rasped. “You’re crushing me.”
Not really, but it was a valid enough excuse.
Zercy lifted his head and regarded him, his dreads brushing Alec’s chest. A few seconds passed. But then he smiled and rose onto his elbows.
“There,” he murmured, his weight gone from Alec’s torso. Lazily, he ground their cocks together. “Taahhh… Much better…”
Born and raised in the Northern Virginia, I’ve always loved to read, but it wasn’t until my preteen years that I discovered my deep-seated love for writing. Though, with published literary teachers and play writers in the family tree, that really shouldn’t have come as a surprise.
Starting with my involvement in social book forums, I then tried my hand in literary role playing. Which, in turn, led to my becoming a fervent online independent writer. Since then, I’ve endeavored to share with the world my impassioned stories of love, adventure and sensual wonderment, my most recent delight being that of m/m erotica.
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