9781416578253

Out of This World Lover; Ellora's Cave

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    9781416578253

  • ISBN10:

    1416578250

  • Format: Paperback
  • Copyright: 2009-01-06
  • Publisher: Pocket Books
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Summary

These fiery lovers from another world take their unsuspecting partners on a pleasure trip through their wildest fantasies....SHANNON STACEYInterstellar SparksAfter intergalactic Acelan ambassador Ilyna shows up at hard-bodied electrician Bryan Cameron's door to re-enact some steamy scenes she saw on the XXX channel, he indulges her nocturnal fantasies...before the morning brings a scandalous surprise.SUMMER DEVONFutureloveCandy is shocked when a tall, mysterious -- and deliciously sexy -- stranger from the future lands with a thud on her park bench. But with a little intimate fl irtation and a lot of erotic fun, she treats him to a red-hot escapade that makes him beg for more.CHARLENE TEGLIAWolf in Cheap ClothingWearing her slinkiest bikini, Lou is on the hunt for the rogue werewolf who changed her -- until a gorgeous, towering hunk takes her hostage on the beach for an unforgettable night of carnal pleasure.

Table of Contents

Interstellar Sparks
Shannon Stacey
Futurelove
Summer Devon
Wolf in Cheap Clothing
Charlene Teglia
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Excerpts

ONENew York City, 2144Ilyna found it very difficult to focus on the borscht when what she really wanted served up was a toe-curling, back-arching, scream-inducing orgasm.She daintily dabbed at her lips with her napkin and then smiled at the recently inaugurated American president. He blinked and smiled back. As the intergalactic ambassador from Acela, Ilyna was genetically engineered to be universally appealing to Earthlings. While the former president had been attracted to her keen intellect and political savvy, it was becoming increasingly clear the current president was most attracted to her breasts."How do you find your soup, Ambassador?" he asked politely, no doubt feeling the need to blandly converse after being caught so blatantly staring."It's perfect as always, Mr. President."He nodded and they both returned to their meals. The epitome of grace and dignity. Not a soul in the room had any idea Ambassador Ilyna's thighs were pressed tightly together to keep her from squirming in her chair.The scientist who'd manipulated her DNA must have had his pocket protector out of whack the day he'd designed her sexuality. She was supposed to be perfect. She was beautiful, intelligent, politically adept, made sparkling conversation and never, ever succumbed to flatulence in public. Somehow she didn't imagine the Acelan scientists meant for their ambassador to be hiding intense and forbidden sexual desires behind her diplomat's mask.Two hours later, Ilyna was squirming on the inside again. Why they insisted on throwing gala events in her honor was truly a mystery. The parties always included dancing -- gorgeous women in gowns and jewels whirling around the room in the arms of handsome men in tuxedos. And one Acelan ambassador sitting in the corner with a plastic smile, beaming her approval. To her it seemed almost deliberately cruel.The formal ballroom of the Windsor Interstellar Plaza Hotel was awash in glowing crystal, the shards of light reflecting off the women's jewelry. An unobtrusive orchestra sat behind a translucent veil, filling the room with notes of love and passion. She used to wonder if it was some devious plan to torture her, but over time she'd come to realize that the Earthlings included dancing in most of their formal events and never stopped to consider if it might be rude to include dancing in a party for a woman forbidden any physical contact with anyone not Acelan.After a while, she wandered toward the tall windows overlooking a central courtyard. A few more minutes and she would say good night to the president and retire to her suite.The lights were dimmed almost to darkness in the heavily vegetated courtyard so as not to distract from the glitter of the ballroom. The area was surrounded on all sides by the hotel, offering a haven only to those who could afford the exorbitant prices. A shadow shifted in the trees, and Ilyna stepped to the side of the window, peering into the near-darkness.A man -- a partygoer judging by the tuxedo -- leaned against the post of a dimmed lamp, his head resting on the black metal. A brunette in a glittering designer gown knelt in front of him, the expensive fabric bunched carelessly around her thighs.The man had his hand wound through the woman's hair, directing her head as it bobbed over his cock. One of her hands held her dress off the grass, the other cupped his balls, gently kneading. He lifted his head, smiling down at the woman as his grip on her head urged her on.Ilyna pressed her palm to the window, surprised by the coolness of the glass against her own skin, which suddenly seemed feverishly hot. It surprised her that the couple would take such a risk, but perhaps the possibility of being watched excited them as much as watching them excited her.Her breath caught in her throat then misted the glass when the man shifted, bending his knees slightly and bringing both hands to the back

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