Oath Forger 1 by Nia Mars
Series: Oath Forger #1
Publication date: February 27th, 2018
Synopsis (according to Goodreads):
I'm a scavenger. So what? With society's collapse on Earth, I do what I have to for survival. Especially after I'm kidnapped by space pirates. I have no idea why the five most powerful rulers in the universe decide that I'm the Oath Forger, the one foretold to fuse their royal houses together and bring peace. But I'm going to play along. Because, hey, it's better than probes in uncomfortable places. Now let's just hope they don't find out I'm lying.
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Excerpt
I'm learning to read!
When I look at him, his smile is one of encouragement, but the hunger in his gaze says he'd rather be doing other things with me in bed. I snap my gaze back to the screen.
"Moah," he says.
"Moo."
He sighs and puts an index finger on each corner of my mouth to tug it wider. "Moah."
His fingers are on my lips, and he's incredibly close. I think my heart stops beating. "Meh."
He laughs, and I laugh with him. He's shown not one flicker of impatience. His entire demeanor says he wants nothing more in this world than to help me learn his alphabet. I want him to kiss me so much it hurts.
Bad idea. Can't happen. It simply can't happen.
"Moah," I say. "Does it have meaning beyond the name of the letter?"
"It means mine in the old language. It's a word of claiming."
Then his lips are on my lips. And then his arms are around me, and I'm somehow straddling him the next second as he's kissing me, the lesson forgotten.
So this is kissing.
I have never been kissed like this before. I've only had a man's tongue in my mouth. But this is not a let's-see-what-it-feels-like kind of deal. Kissing Koah is mutual annihilation. My body is burning up from heat and need.
He is not taking this slowly. He is not taking his time. He is not giving me a chance to get used to the idea that he's somehow the master of my body.
His large hands cover my hips and he's holding me in place, pressing against his iron rod between my legs. He only stops the ravaging of my lips to say, "Moah," in a ragged voice, then he is back to kissing me once again.
An elemental connection pounds to life between us, and I forget everything else. I forget where I am. I forget Earth.
His hands slide down to cup my butt cheeks and he drags me along his thick shaft.
Oh. Ah.
I want this. I want him. I want to give in.
When I look at him, his smile is one of encouragement, but the hunger in his gaze says he'd rather be doing other things with me in bed. I snap my gaze back to the screen.
"Moah," he says.
"Moo."
He sighs and puts an index finger on each corner of my mouth to tug it wider. "Moah."
His fingers are on my lips, and he's incredibly close. I think my heart stops beating. "Meh."
He laughs, and I laugh with him. He's shown not one flicker of impatience. His entire demeanor says he wants nothing more in this world than to help me learn his alphabet. I want him to kiss me so much it hurts.
Bad idea. Can't happen. It simply can't happen.
"Moah," I say. "Does it have meaning beyond the name of the letter?"
"It means mine in the old language. It's a word of claiming."
Then his lips are on my lips. And then his arms are around me, and I'm somehow straddling him the next second as he's kissing me, the lesson forgotten.
So this is kissing.
I have never been kissed like this before. I've only had a man's tongue in my mouth. But this is not a let's-see-what-it-feels-like kind of deal. Kissing Koah is mutual annihilation. My body is burning up from heat and need.
He is not taking this slowly. He is not taking his time. He is not giving me a chance to get used to the idea that he's somehow the master of my body.
His large hands cover my hips and he's holding me in place, pressing against his iron rod between my legs. He only stops the ravaging of my lips to say, "Moah," in a ragged voice, then he is back to kissing me once again.
An elemental connection pounds to life between us, and I forget everything else. I forget where I am. I forget Earth.
His hands slide down to cup my butt cheeks and he drags me along his thick shaft.
Oh. Ah.
I want this. I want him. I want to give in.
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About the Author:
Books. Reading. Writing. Playing with the dog. That's my life, in a nutshell. I love discovering new authors and new trends. Hello Reverse Harem novels!!!! Where have you been all my life? I love everything sci-fi, paranormal, and fantasy. I eat enough chocolate that at this point, I'm probably made of chocolate. OK, chocolate and coffee.
WHAT'S NEW: I've just published OATH FORGER, a soon-to-be bestselling, post-apocalypic, reverse harem, sci-fi romance serial. Ha! Say that three times fast.
WHAT ELSE: If you'd rather try a standalone sci-fi romance from me, grab WARLORD. And make sure you don't sit near anything flammable while reading it. Because it's HOT. Whatever level of heat you're thinking right now? Double it. (Not recommended if you don't have A/C, or at least a ceiling fan.) You've been warned.
IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A DRAGON: Check out DRAGON LORD, my dragon-shifter romance. And be prepared to lose your heart to a sexy, grumpy dragon. The best kind!
MY WISH LIST: (In case my fairy grandmother is reading this.)
For the OATH FORGER series to find readers who love these stories as much as I do. Finishing my Master's Degree in (what else) Writing Creative Fiction. (When I'm not writing books, I'm doing homework.)
WARRANTY: Your satisfaction is very important to me. If you have complaint, please write it on a box of 50-piece Assorted Godiva Chocolate Truffles, and mail it to my office. I promise to personally see to all complaints.
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