When a man claiming to be an alien walks into Indigo’s wellness emporium, she isn’t really surprised. She was raised on stories of a fierce alien race that secretly interacts with humans. Still, hearing the stories and coming face-to-face with an alien are two very different things.
Zilor Nox is sent to Earth to recruit a psychic healer, but he finds so much more in Indigo. She’s wild, passionate, and genetically compatible with him–as well as seventy-three other warriors. He wasn’t looking for a mate, but now that he’s found her, he has no intention of letting her go. And there’s no way he’s losing her to one of her other suitors.
Indigo has spent most of her adult life downplaying her abilities, so when Zilor offers her the opportunity to help Chandar, a woman crippled by years of abuse, Indigo doesn’t hesitate. But shortly after Indigo and Zilor leave Earth the “mating pull” ignites and neither can think of anything but indulging the fire. Even after the passionate interlude, Indigo insists her only purpose for leaving Earth is to help Chandar. Zilor is just as determined to prove they are destined to be together. Unfortunately, there are seventy-three other warriors with exactly the same goal.
Copyright © 2015 Cyndi Friberg
“Are you on the list?” She tried to sound casual but her heart was beating so fast she was afraid he’d hear it.
He caught a lock of her hair, but this time he wrapped it around his finger until his hand hovered near her face. “Would that please you?”
“I asked first.”
“I didn’t need the test to tell me we’re compatible. Your scent told me everything I needed to know.”
“My scent?” Before she realized what he intended, he used her hair to angle her head back and buried his face against her throat. His warm breath made her skin tingle.
“You smell amazing, better than anything I’ve ever smelled before.”
It was such a bizarre compliment she couldn’t help but smile. “Thank you. I guess. You smell nice too.”
He raised his head and stared into her eyes. “Females don’t use scent to recognize their mate.”
“I see. And how do Rodyte females recognize their mate or all seventy-three of their mates in this case.” She’d hoped to annoy him enough to make him let go, but he moved even closer.
“By touch.” He took her hand and brought it to his face then mirrored the position with his hand on her cheek.
His skin was warm and smooth, no five o’clock shadow or razor stubble. Did Rodytes not have facial hair? She was doing it again. Rambling.
His gaze narrowed. Apparently she wasn’t reacting the way he’d expected her to react.
“Or taste.” The words sounded all rough and growly. And then his hand pushed into her hair and his mouth covered hers.
His words made her brace for an aggressive kiss with lots of wet, intrusive tongue. But he caressed her lips with his, teasing and challenging her. Ah, she was the one who needed to explore. He already had his answer. But did she want to find out that she was genetically compatible with someone every woman would want? Could she live the rest of her life knowing her man was prettier than she was? No, Zilor wasn’t pretty. He was drop-dead, panty-meltingly gorgeous.
Curiosity urged her on. Well, curiosity and the warmth of his breath and the silken glide of his lips. She edged closer, wishing two armrests weren’t keeping them apart.
As if he’d heard her mental grumbling, he scooped her up and deposited her on his lap without even breaking their kiss. She was no stick-thin actress. She was tall and had substantial curves. This guy was ridiculously strong. She wrapped one arm around his neck and buried her other in his thick hair. Oh yeah, this was better. Her mouth opened wider and he followed her lead. She eased her tongue past his lips and his was there rubbing against hers, curling around hers, spreading his taste.
Heat and…something she’d never experienced before flowed into her mouth and down her throat. It warmed her abdomen then burst into mist that spread throughout her body. She gasped then moaned. “What was—” She couldn’t finish the question. She no longer cared. All she wanted was more!