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The following excerpt from MATE NIGHT is for readers 18 and over.
Excerpt from Mate Night
(m/m/m paranormal ménage)Available from Changeling Press.
Alexander and Caesar docked their ship in the wilderness several miles from Ramesses' vessel and approached on foot, keeping to the trees and moving almost silently. Their scanners finally picked up on Ramesses, telling them he was close by. Soon they heard the sound of running water and came upon a small cascade pouring into a pool in the clearing. The full moon brightened the clearing, reflecting on the dark water and illuminating Ramesses who stood naked beneath the cascade. With his eyes closed and face tilted up, he allowed the water to rush over him.
Both men paused behind a thick tree and stared. Caesar's heartbeat quickened and he moistened his lips that had gone dry. By the Horned God, Ramesses had a gorgeous body. Broad shoulders, muscled arms, a powerful back and chest, a lean waist and abs Caesar longed to trace with his tongue. He had a great bottom, too, large and hard-looking. The muscles in his buttocks and long, lean legs flexed as he stepped away from the cascade, wiping water from his eyes.
"Looking at him makes me eager for Mate Night," Caesar murmured.
"Now isn't the time to think with our cocks," Alexander said, though Caesar noted the lust in his eyes. A glance lower revealed an enticing bulge in the front of the redhead's snug black trousers.
Movement in the trees on the other side of the pool drew their attention. Six Jodyian slavers, hulking, sallow-skinned creatures with long greenish-blond hair and tusks on either side of their piggish noses strode into the water, surrounding Ramesses. They wore thick, silvery leather-like shirts and trousers and carried lazar pistols and shocker clubs.
Naked and vulnerable, Ramesses stood calmly, yet Caesar noted his large blue eyes keenly observing the Jodyians.
"We better help him." Caesar was about to step forward, but Alexander grasped his arm.
"Watch first."
"Those must be the Jodyians he told us about at The Purple Asteroid. He's outnumbered. We have to -- "
"Shh!" Alexander snapped, nodding toward the pool.
"You didn't think you'd actually get away from us?" said one of the slavers. "All we had to do was follow your smell."
"How can you smell anything over your own stench?" Ramesses replied.
"I'm going to enjoy seeing you in the zoo," sneered another slaver. "Our boss will be happy to have his first Capriethe on display. You've given us quite a chase, goat man. I'm almost sorry to see it end."
Their shocker clubs drawn, the group attacked Ramesses simultaneously.
Caesar drew a deep breath, his muscles tense as he watched Ramesses defend himself with fists and horns. Though he fought with street style rather than with the military precision of Alexander or the grace of Caesar, Ramesses was incredibly strong and seemed to have little fear of pain. Several whacks from the shocker clubs didn't put him out of commission and he even managed to disarm two of the slavers, claiming their weapons. He swung the clubs with accuracy, defending himself with skill and attacking with a vengeance. Still he was outnumbered by creatures who possessed three times the strength of even the most athletic Capriethe.
"Now," Alexander said.
