Van, Becca - Her Norland Warriors (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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Authors: Becca Van
Her Norland Warriors
Jessamine Flanagan is on her way to the resort planet of Paradiso, but she never makes it. After the engines on the spaceship fail, Jess is abducted by the three large warriors who rescue the ship's passengers.
The warriors who take Jess—Hakon, Dagr, and Loki Sigmund—are the leaders of the raiding party and the southern realm on the planet Norland. Back on their home planet, the huge, sexy warriors claim Jess is their bond mate, but in a world where females are scarce, the men must keep Jess hidden from the other warriors who would claim her as their own. Hakon, Dagr, and Loki must try and convince Jess that her heart and body are safe in their hands—forever.
Will they succeed?
Genre:
Futuristic, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Science Fiction
Length:
36,336 words
HER NORLAND WARRIORS
Becca Van
MENAGE EVERLASTING
Siren Publishing, Inc.
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HER NORLAND WARRIORS
Copyright © 2012 by Becca Van
E-book ISBN: 1-61926-102-2
First E-book Publication: January 2012
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DEDICATION
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NORLAND WARRIORS
BECCA VAN
Copyright © 2012
Prologue
Year 2401, Planet Earth
Jessamine Flanagan sighed with relief when she felt the engines of the large public space transport vibrate beneath her. Finally they were gearing up for flight. She was now twenty-two years old and had spent the last four years of her life working hard in her mother’s antique shop. She had saved every precious bit of money she could get her hands on, determined to have at least one experience of traveling to the famous holiday spaceport of Paradiso.
Jess had been surprised to find the space transport nearly empty, even if it was early in the week. She’d heard the transports to Paradiso were always filled to capacity. She gave a mental shrug and sat back in her seat, relaxing for the first time in weeks.
She loved her mom, but she was getting really bored at working such a dead-end job. There was no way she could climb a corporate ladder, and much to her mother’s disgust, she had no ambitions to make a career for herself. Maybe she should have been born back in the olden days of the nineteenth, twentieth or twenty-first centuries, instead of the twenty-fifth.
Jessamine was different from most of her acquaintances. She was tall at five foot eight, had red hair and a voluptuous body. She wasn’t overweight, but her wide hips and full breasts, with a small waist in between, made her feel insecure, compared to her blond, blue-eyed acquaintances. Jess didn’t really have any true friends. She was such a shy person and had trouble opening up to strangers, but when she was riled, everyone knew to look out. She wished her mom had had the money to have changed her DNA just as her mom’s friends had done. Instead Jess was as natural as the day she had been conceived.
Jess had never met her father. He had died serving planet Earth in the interplanetary wars, which had been over since the day she was born. Greed and religion always seemed to cause fanatics to stand up for their cause. Jess could understand people having their religion, their faith, but to create war because of their beliefs was just totally wrong as far as she was concerned. Some things never changed no matter what century one lived in.
Jess kept her eyes closed as her mind drifted. She couldn’t wait for her vacation to start. She’d heard so many wonderful things about Paradiso. She was going to do every activity she could find, because she knew this was her one and only chance to visit the resort space portal. She sat back in her chair and let her mind drift as the space transport finally lifted off. She was finally going on holiday.
Chapter One
“Hakon, we have the transport on-screen. There is smoke coming from the engines,” Dagr Sigmund told his brother.
“Do a scan and see how many people are on board,” commanded Hakon.
“Scanning complete,” called the automated voice of the First Fleet Ship of Norland, affectionately called One by its crew. “Fifteen females on board Space Transport Five, and five male crew members.”
“Shit,” Hakon spat. “Fewer people are now traveling to Paradiso since word of our pirating has gotten out into the stratosphere. It’s hardly worth the nanocrystals needed for energy”
“I agree, brother, but they are lucky we were here. Now we will be able to help them all. If we hadn’t been here, the passengers and crew could be killed if the ship catches fire or they could have ended up floating around in space without ever having been found,” Loki said.
“I think after helping them out, we should stop our pirating for a while. The stratosphere messages are running rife about our kind. Our race is getting a bad reputation, and I don’t like that. How are we ever going to find mates when other humanoids are afraid of us? We don’t really need to steal anymore. We have more than enough of our own money, and tradition can go to hell,” Hakon grated out.
“Yes, I think we will have to take a break from raiding, brother. Our followers will be very disappointed since it’s the only way our males have been able to find bond mates. Some have been very lucky to find the one meant for them while out on raids, but I agree. We need to stop our pirating. Plus, I am getting damn sick and tired of traveling,” Dagr agreed with a sigh.
“Okay, let’s get this baby hooked to our gravity laser. On the count of three—three, two, one, engage. Reel us in, One,” Hakon commanded.
“Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters and counting. Locked and depressurized, commander,” the disembodied voice of One stated.
“Okay, let’s get these people off their ailing ship and out of here before it blows us all to smithereens. See what they have in the cargo hold. Maybe we can salvage some of the goods. Go, go, go,” Hakon commanded as the door slid open.