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Wounds of Engagement
Amber Heat, the erotic imprint of Amber Quill Press
Reviews for Wounds of Engagement
Excerpt from Wounds of Engagement: Benedikt awoke to sensations of pure lust. His khout was surrounded by moist warmth. And then he bucked as his khout was suctioned deeper into the humid chasm. His eyelids snapped open, his fingers gripped the sleeping bag beneath him. "Natasha," he cried out in a hoarse voice. She lifted her head and smiled at him, then returned to her feast. She supped at him with her tongue, licking up and down his stiff erection. He felt himself closing in on his climax. He yanked her up and his khout popped out of her mouth. "Hey," she protested as he positioned her onto his lap. She wrapped her fingers around his glistening member. She looked at him through heavy-lidded eyes. "I want you to do that thing you did last night." "What thing?" he asked. She rubbed against the burgeoning length, her wet lips enclosing him, her clit a hard knot of need. "Your cock did something strange inside me. It felt wonderful and exotic. And I want to feel you do it again. You're made differently, aren't you?" He lifted her and she centered the broad head of his khout at her opening. Slowly, he lowered her. Her eyelids fluttered closed, her lips curved into a contented smile. "Yes, Argadians have different anatomy than humans." She wriggled her hips. "How different?" She leaned up and dropped back down, and he thought he would die from the pleasurable sensation of being wrapped within her sheath. He thought he'd miss the close contact of Argadian sealing, when the female anstillia cord enter the male's anus, tying them together in a bonding that wouldn't be broken until the tides of orgasm calmed. But with Natasha, the mating had felt as complete as that with any Argadian mate. Or maybe it was simply because he'd fallen in love with this human woman and wanted the completeness of union with only her. "Beneath the hood of my&ldots;cock are what are called vibris. They release just before orgasm to excite the female's opening in order to accept the semen of the male. That is what you felt." She rode him at a languid pace. In her eyes he saw the churning of her thoughts. Argadian males missed the expressiveness of their females, depending solely on the color auras to attune to their moods. Watching her closely, he found he enjoyed the challenge of attempting to determine her needs, to ferret out exactly what gave her pleasure. It was very similar to any hunt he'd ever been on that had required he use his full expertise to gain the prize. How much more satisfying it was with a skilled adversary. How much more pleasurable it was with a female that made him fight for her joy instead of simply handing it to him with her colors. "You really are an alien, aren't you?" He fastened his hands onto her hips once again and pumped against her. He felt his khout lengthen, filling her just like it had before. He watched her through slitted eyelids as he controlled their movements. With one hand he stroked her silky ass cheek. It was pale and cool now, but last night her ass had been warm and red. And she had liked it. She had wanted more. He lifted his hand and brought it down against her flesh. Her eyelids flashed upward and she gasped with surprise. Then she looked down at him and smiled and began to increase her movements. "It makes me hot when you do that. I've never let anyone spank me before. I didn't realize how good it made the sex."
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