Excerpt and Giveaway: Wanted Handsome Alien Abductor

Ryja’s deep voice came from behind her. Amber turned and held her breath. He

was magnificent. A brown tunic fit rather loosely, but was more flattering with the help

of a wide leather belt. The garment fell to mid-thigh, and although leggings would have

been a natural part of the costume, Ryja’s legs were bare. She was sure he had

decided to forgo the leggings, and was glad. His massive thighs were calling for her

hands to stroke the chiseled muscles and light brown hairs that covered them.

The tunic was sleeveless, leaving his ripped biceps free. She couldn’t wait to run

her fingers over their bulges. A sword was stuck through the belt, and a pair of brown

leather boots covered his lower legs. She took in his whole physique. With his silky

wheat blonde hair, he did look like a Viking warrior.

“You must like the outfit, because I’ve been standing for about a minute waiting

for you to say something.”

Amber laughed. “You’re so beautiful and authentic looking, you silenced me.”

Ryja arched one eyebrow. “Beautiful?”

“You know what I mean.” She curtsied. “What about my costume?”

“It’s pretty,” he drawled out as he walked to her side. “But you are stunning no

matter what you wear, or don’t wear for that matter.”

Her cheeks reddened. Their first encounter had been wild and she had no

qualms about total nudity with a stranger. Amber’s heart raced as she wondered if this

time would be as exciting.

“You belong to me.” Ryja circled her waist, pulling her into his arms.

His eyes were a darker shade of blue, filled with lust. His hard erection pushed

against the layers of clothes between them. He looked like a conqueror and she

realized he’d stepped full in to their fantasy.

She cast down her eyes and whispered. “You raided my village. I am your

captive.”

If that had really happened to her, Amber doubted she’d act so meek. But she

would play the part they’d set in motion.

His hand slid to her chin, raising it. “Since you are my captive, I can do anything

I want with you.”

Instead of being scared, as she would be if she were a real captive, her body

was on fire.

Without warning, he swooped down, attacking her lips with a savage kiss. She

wanted to run her hands through his soft hair and pull him closer, but instead she

pushed against his chest. He released her and she stumbled back.

“So, you will fight me.” His eyes raked her body. Those cool orbs were hot,

setting her nerves to tingling with their intensity.

“You are a barbarian and my enemy.” Amber turned her nose up slightly.

“So I am.” Ryja bent and picked her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed. He

sat on the edge, with her across his lap like a child. When she struggled, he trapped

her arms with one iron arm and pulled her head up with his free hand.

She turned her head, but his hand slid behind her back, gripping her head above

her neck. Forcing her forward, he captured her mouth in a kiss. Amber only played at

refusing his kiss for a second, then her body relaxed against his. She was his.

His tongue teased hers, drawing a small moan from her. Then it swept across

her tongue like they were doing battle. It was thrilling. Ryja’s hand pushed her closer,