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Alright, second month participating in Excerpt Monday and a few days ago, I announced that I would post an excerpt from my current-nearly-finished-WiP which is an untitled erotic science fiction romance. Please keep in mind that since this is currently a WiP, that it is unedited.
“Yes, you can return the favor, but don’t you think we should both catch our breath first?”
“I don’t need to breathe to use these.” His fingertips dragged through the folds of flesh between my legs as he parted them and I arched my back in appreciation. Nerves, already overly sensitive from the past few hours, blazed white hot as they fired off in quick succession.
Wallace chuckled deeply in appreciation and shifted our positions. He turned me on my side so that he could cup himself against my back and we lay spooned together on the decking. It wasn’t the most comfortable of positions, but I found that I hardly minded at the moment.
His hand snaked around my waist to continue what he had started, but this time his fingers caught on the metal band of my holowatch. His thumb traced the face of the piece and I felt a rumble of laughter in his chest.
“Never take it off, do you?”
He was referring to the ongoing joke we had kept up when we had been together before everything had crumbled around us. Nothing, short of death, was going to separate me from my holowatch because it had been a gift from my father the last time I saw him. Little did I know at the time that he would be dead a few months later.
“It’s my way of hanging on to him, Wallace,” I said quietly, staring out at nothing in particular.
“Careful, someone may see that crack in your kick ass tough girl exterior.”
I snorted and pushed aside thoughts of my father and his untimely death. “Because lying naked with you on the deck of my engine room isn’t enough to shatter that image?”
He pulled me tighter against him, his lips closing over the nape of my neck. “Hell, no. That just further reinforces it since you’re with the likes of me.”
Wallace shifted his hand around to cup the crease where my upper thigh met the curve of my ass and pushed one of my legs in front of me. The position allowed him to slide the length of himself against the same places his fingers had been just moments before. His teeth grazed against my skin before he nipped the tender flesh of my neck.
“A man whose kick ass exterior is in danger of showing cracks as well?” I felt his lips curl up into a smile against my flesh and it sent a wash of warm ice racing down my spine. He felt it and pulled me tighter, snuggling himself up close to me so that we fit perfectly together. He began to slip past already tender flesh when the collision alarms blared in warning all around us.
Moment in ruins, we both pushed ourselves up from the decking in a panic, grabbing for discarded clothing. I slapped at the communications panel as I reached the blast doors for the engine room. I had instructed Reece to watch the controls on the bridge for a time while Wallace and I had been standing watch back here. While I knew he would follow my orders to stand watch, he has undoubtedly been unnerved by the fact that it meant Wallace and I were back together again. Reece had nothing against him, per say, but he had known the pain I had dealt with because of Wallace. I would share what I had learned at some other moment in time because I had other concerns for the moment. “Reece, talk to me.”
“We’ve dropped out of transwarp, Captain.”
Yes, because the shaking of the hull hadn’t given that away. “Why? We’re not scheduled to drop until 0700 hours.” I flipped my wrist around and saw that it was about two hours short of that mark.
“My guess is the transwarp engines failed,” Wallace said beside me, obviously remembering what I had said earlier when he first hired me back on Nagol. If that were the case, we would have heard them do so regardless of the activities we had been engaging in.
“Negative,” Reece responded, hearing Wallace’s voice over the comm line and confirming what I had just surmised. “The transwarp engines were online prior to the drop. Captain, you need to see this.”
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Links to other Excerpt Monday writers
Note: I have not personally screened these excerpts. Please heed the ratings and be aware that the links may contain material that is not typical of my site.
Alexia Reed, Urban Fantasy (R)
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Bria Quinlan, Rom Com (PG13)
Joining us this week:
Jane Bled, Yaoi/M-M Erotica/Vampire/Paranormal/Horror (PG 13)
Danie Ford, YA Urban Fantasy (PG 13)
Heather S Ingemar, Dark Fantasy (PG13)
Babette James, Fantasy Romance (PG13)
Cynthia Justlin, Contemporary Romance (PG 13)
Kaige, Historical Romance (PG 13)
Julia Knight, Fantasy Romance (PG 13)
Jeannie Lin, Historical paranormal romance (PG 13)
R.F Long, Fantasy (PG13)
Shawntelle Madison, Paranormal Romance (PG 13)
Debbie Mumford, Fantasy (PG 13)
Bria Quinlan, Rom Com (PG13)
Megan S, Paranormal (PG 13)
Rosalind Stone, Women’s Fiction (PG 13)
Jo Lynne Valerie, Paranormal Romance (PG 13)
Kendal Ashby, YA (R)
Jax Cassidy, Contemporary (R)
Cate Hart, YA Paranormal (R)
Inez Kelley, Romantic Comedy (R)
Aislinn Kerry, Fantasy (R)
Jeanne St. James, Contemporary Erotic Romance (R)
Cherrie Lynn, Paranormal Romance (R)
Jeanette Murray, Romantic Comedy (R)
Christa Paige, Paranormal (R)
Michelle Picard, Fantasy Romance (R)
Mary Quast, Contemporary Romance (R)
Alexia Reed, Urban Fantasy (R)
Zora Stout, Contemporary Erotic Romance (R)
Sara Brookes, Erotic Sci Fi (NC 17)
Emily Ryan-Davis, Romance (NC 17)
Ella Drake, Historical Paranormal Romance (NC 17)
Angeleque Ford, Erotic Dark Urban Fantasy (NC17)
J.W. Hankins, Dark Fiction (NC 17)
Annie Nicholas, Paranormal Romance (NC 17)
Kim Knox, Erotic SF Romance (NC17)
Michelle Polaris, Erotic Futuristic Romance (NC 17)
Bryl R. Tyne, Contemporary M/M (NC 17)
