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“I’ll settle for your love.”

Eminence snaked her tongue around his shaft, going over his pulsating veins, and back down to his sac. As soon as she covered his mushroom tip with her mouth again, Keys put his hand to the back of her head.

She knew exactly what he wanted. Eminence bobbed her head up and down on his dick so fast, she didn’t have time to think if his neighbors could see them. Then again, even if they could, she didn’t care.

She didn’t know them. This man, though, she knew him. She loved him. Above all else, she trusted him.

“I’m so close.” He gripped the seat next to him. “If you don’t want a mouthful, you’d better stop.”

Holding the base of his shaft, Eminence stopped long enough to look into his eyes. “You have condoms with you?”

Keys reached down and grabbed her shoulders. He pulled her up, then reached under her skirt to rip off her panties.

“I trust you.” He guided her down onto his erect dick. His eyes rolled to the back of his head once he plunged himself inside of her. “Christ, I trust you.”

Eminence wrapped her arms around his shoulders and whispered in his ear. “I trust you, too. I love you. I love you. I love you.”

Keys raised his hips. “I’ve missed this for so many years. I’ve missed you.”

“Can I call you baby?” Sounded like a stupid request, but after getting out of a relationship with a man who hated cutesy names, she wanted it again.

“Yeah, sure.” His hips gyrated under her body.

“What about honey?”

“You want to pour some on me?”

Eminence giggled. “No. Can I call you honey?”

“Whatever you want.” Sweat beaded on his forehead and face.

“What about darling?”

“Fuck, baby honey darling, this feels incredible!” Keys gripped her hips.

Their bodies moved in a beautiful rhythm until with the right squeeze on her nipple and a solid smack on her ass cheek, Eminence came hard and fast. He, however, needed a bit more.

“I love you. I can’t say that enough.” He kissed the side of her face.

“Mmm, keep saying it.” She embraced him hard enough so that he could feel how much she needed him, too. 

Keys snaked his hand up her back to the back of her head and fisted her hair. “You have been very bad. I think I need to discipline you.”

The sting in her scalp gave Eminence a not so gentle reminder of what kind of relationship she would be embarking in with Keys. She smiled.

“Whatever you want, Master Tank.” To prove her point, she undulated her body on top of his. “I’m all yours.”

Other Books by Bridget Midway

"Adam and E-V-E" - Phaze Books

"Walls" - Phaze Books

THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR - Liquid Silver Books

"Suburbia" - Phaze Books

"C-A-I-N and A-B-E-L" - Phaze Books

"Silly Fears" - Loose Id

FASCINATION STREET - Phaze Books

WHAT WHITE BOYZ WANT - Parker Publishing "Sodom and Gomorrah" - Phaze Books

ORIGINAL SIN - Phaze Books

LOVE MY WAY - Phaze Books

COMING TOGETHER AT LAST - VOLUME 2 - Coming Together anthologies

CORPORATE SEDUCTION - Phaze Books

CORPORATE DESIRES - Phaze Books CORPORATE NEEDS - Phaze Books

"Casual Fridays" - Loose Id

LICORICE WHIPS - Phaze Books

WOMAN IN CHAINS - Phaze Books

HOT GAME - Xcite Books

LAST CALL - Phaze Books

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Best-selling author of interracial BDSM erotic romance, Bridget Midway has been published since 2005 with more than over five different small press and electronic publishers including Phaze Books, Parker Publishing, Loose Id, Liquid Silver Books, and Xcite Books. The multi-award winning and award-nominated author has found her niche with readers with her scintillating interracial BDSM erotic romance including the EPPIE Award finalist, Love My Way, and Romance Slam Jam Steamy Novel of the Year finalist, Corporate Needs. With more than 23 published short stories, novellas, and novels under her belt, she shows no signs of stopping. For more information on Bridget Midway, go to her website at
http://www.BridgetMidway.com/

Sieged by Rym

Yvette Hines

Interracial-Sci-fi-Paranormal-Erotica

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Sieged by Rym

Copyright © 2014, Yvette Hines

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Editor: Bernadette Schane

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DEDICATION

I can’t be more grateful to my readers. This year has been a challenge however you all are been there with boundless support. To my coffee buddy Eileen for the friendship,support and laughter thank you. To Christina and Remington who offer too much inspiration ‘Meow’. Thanks B, who is a great editor and can take all my craziness and make it make sense in a story.

Last but NEVER least to my fellow author friends in this scandalously, awesome collection Sienna, Erosa, Bridget, Aliyah, Latrivia, Pepper, Tiana, Serenity (Button) thank you for taking a simple idea and plan to give something special to the readers and jumping in feet first to the deep end! It is amazing what we can think of while eating and drinking around a table at a conference or on a cruise.

They picked the wrong warrior cat to abduct. Rym never liked being ordered about so when he discovers his freedom is weighed against his agreement to breed with Krysteena, the Amazon queen’s daughter, he practically purrs at the chance to prove to the beauty who’s truly in charge and escape.

Chapter One

Rymingten couldn’t help it. Her scent was driving him wild. Slowly moving in closer to her, he pretended he wasn’t paying her any attention and headed to another part of the house. In a flash he leaned in and nipped her on the hindquarters. He wasted no time dodging out of the way, knowing what was coming.

Hissing, Krysteena pivoted and swiped at him, sharp claws extended.
If you bite my ass again…you’re going to be missing one of your bronze eyes,
she mentally transmitted to him. She gave a single flick of her speckled tail and turned away, head held high, and left him in the middle of the kitchen floor.

It had been the same thing she’d said to him repeatedly through the days that made up the year they’d been together. Krysteena’s disposition had not changed by the Earth’s calendar—365 days.

He could not help admiring her as she was. Even though the form of a feline was not something she would ever carry in the reality of their world like he could, he could not help his mind from conjuring up images of them on Kitcy, his home planet, with her as one of his people.

Leaning back he licked his belly, deciding there wasn’t much else for him to do until lunchtime.

If there was one thing that had become clear to him, it was never piss off a fifth galaxy Amazonian queen. Especially don’t piss off one that was also a majji, a galaxy sorcerer. However, that was precisely what he had done. Being abducted the night before his expected nuptials, taken to another planet and telling the head of said planet he refused to marry her daughter had its consequences.

Consequence: cursed for a year to be a house cat on Earth.

Oh, yes, Eyleen, the Queen of planet Argona, had a sense of humor if nothing else. A cat was what he was. It was what all the people on Kitcy were. The only difference was that normally he was over five feet in length, adding another four feet for his extraordinary long tail, and he weighed close to seven hundred pounds, pure muscle in his cat form.

Looking down the length of his short, rotund belly towards his back paws and puny tail he could do nothing but see the humor in making him a two-foot, fifteen pound lap animal. A fat cat was what he was, a shame to his former image. Even worse he was unable to shift to his flesh form.

However that’s where the humor stopped. The vengeful Argona majji had decided to drop them off in the parking lot of one of Earth’s cat shelters. Within minutes, before he and Krysteena could figure out what was going on, they had both been scooped up by a human and taken inside. In days, they had been
fixed.
The thought of the word still placed a foul taste in his mouth and made him shudder in disgust of the humanoid planet’s barbaric practice.

He’d awakened with his procreation appendage altered and was promptly adopted with Krysteena by an elderly man. The shelter had thought they were a cute pair since they were “found” together and had given them away as a set.

He should feel thankful Krysteena, the queen’s daughter, had been placed on Earth with him. However, without being able to mate with her in cat or male form it was just too cruel of a punishment to smell her beguiling scent sun up to sun down over endless days.

Rymingten wondered how long Eyleen would leave them there. She had said a year, but when the sun rose on the day, there was no sign of the queen. He could tell that even Krysteena was worried her mother would not free them. Most of the days, his feline companion, who normally was only a long-legged female, sat staring out the front window of the house. Her head tilted towards the sky as if any moment her mother would appear.

It broke his heart during the first month to hear her mental thoughts as she pawed the amulet around her neck and attempted visual telecommunication with her mother. Pleading with the woman to free her and return her to their planet. The amulet was Queen Eyleen’s way of being able to locate them when the time came. So, even if he wanted to separate from Krysteena, he’d be lost to this world as a house cat for all eternity, and Kitcyians had long lives, double that of Earth people.

Through no fault of her own, Krysteena had been cursed and sent to Earth. No. Since he had turned down the offer to marry Krysteena, the queen had made him live with her oldest daughter. A punishment to see what he would be missing and the same reason the majji had doubled and intensified Krysteena’s scent.

And even worse, Krysteena hated him for it. Her bitterness was almost palpable in the air of the small one-room home of the old man. Rym could at least be thankful that she allowed him to curl up beside her at night, when the loneliness and longing for their own planets pressed in on both of them.

If he had that day before the queen to do all over again, knowing now what would happen to him, he would have broken the vow of his father, the King. The vow that had linked him with a female Kitcyian and brought shame to his family name, it had happened anyway. Even without being on Kitcy, he knew that he’d dishonored an oath of his father, because when he didn’t return, the nuptial ceremony would have been called off and Dyssa given to another.

Females on his planet were born few and far between. Therefore bargains and negotiations were made immediately following the birth of a female. It was a way to control fighting among men once the female reached maturity. At the point of maturity, a Kitcy female’s mating scent would permeate the air so strong that it would cause anarchy among unattached males—to the death of some.

Now, his father had lost the right to bid first on another female for him. It was possible that once he was returned to his home planet, if it ever happened, he would live out the remainder of his days as an unattached male, forever yearning for a mate with whom to bond.

Groaning internally, he rolled up to his feet and padded towards the washroom to wait for the old man to dole out his lunch. Yes, because fat cats on Earth were placed on a diet, their food rationed out in small portions. He longed for the days on his home planet where he could shift and hunt his own food.

~YH~

Mother
. Krysteena tried to hold the name back. For months she had kept her thoughts of home to herself, instead of mentally pleading and whining for her mother to release the bands of the curse. She was a majji, too, like every female on her planet, but the queen’s aura of power was stronger and no other could unlink the strands of magic that Eyleen had put in place.

Today, she had attempted not to give in to the desperation in knowing that this day was supposed to be the end of the curse. However, as the sun began to set, she could no longer stave off the fear setting into the marrow of her bones.
Mother wasn’t coming
. Her heart cried.