Christmas Rescue
by Sultry Summers
Read an excerpt of Christmas Rescue and you find it hard to wait for the book!!
It’s my fault, he would be in here right now making love to me but I said no! She knew
nothing about him and in a day, maybe two, he would leave, and actually return to the
stars, to his world, Kantar. She knew nothing about that world and he had suggested
taking her with him. She was sure he wasn’t serious. Giving her imagination free reign
as she stepped into the shower in her own bath, exotic images raced through her
mind, visions of a world like Earth but without winter as he had said. Tomorrow she
would learn more about where he was from. No one would ever believe her, but she
would hold these days as an adventure to comfort her in the future as dull, sad and
hopeless as that seemed at this point, the next few days would be exciting.
Wrapping her hair and body in towels she dried before the fire, toweling her long hair
and brushing it out, leaving it a bit damp. Christine chose to wear a long cotton night
gown with a matching robe. Definitely not sexy and more on the modest scale, she
didn’t feel comfortable walking around like a tease in front of Trinous.
Climbing into bed after banking the fire as she had done in Trinous’ room earlier while
he showered, she closed her eyes. Christine found sleep was elusive. Perhaps she
was too tired and to aroused sexually. After what seemed like hours she threw the
heavy covers back and climbed from bed. Having left her door ajar she opened it
silently and peered out. Trinous’ room was silent and he appeared to be sleeping.
She quietly stole downstairs, poured a brandy and started back up the stairs.
“Trouble sleeping?” Trinous’ voice startled her and she almost dropped her brandy.
Christine’s heart raced. “I thought you’d be asleep.”
“Obviously not.”
“Weren’t you comfortable in the bed—are you hungry, can I fix…” her breath caught
in her throat. He rose from the couch and came to stand before her wearing only a
brief pair of jock underwear. “I’m sorry, I should have given you pajamas. I didn’t
think…”
“No, I wouldn’t have used them.” Even in the low light of the fire place and several
nightlights around the darkened roomed she could see the fire of desire in his eyes. “I
rarely sleep in—anything.”
“Oh!”
He too held a glass of brandy and sipped it, then gently raised hers to her lips. The
heat of the liquor was cold compared to the fire in her body. He took her glass and set
both on a table. “I have a cure for your insomnia and mine.” Blue eyes bored into her
amber ones. “I think possibly it’s the only way either of us will sleep,” he whispered his
lips all but touching hers to suddenly take total possession of them. “I want you—I
want you now. Can you say you don’t want me?” his lips touched hers as he spoke,
the words, raspy.
“I want you…” her mouth touched his, tentatively, then demandingly. “I’ve wanted
you…” his mouth covered hers again.
“Why do you deny me?”
Christine didn’t answer him, she stepped back, and for a half a breath he thought she
might. Instead she dropped her sheer cotton robe, leaving only her long gown. Her
breasts peaked, the nipples standing out from arousal and desire. “I don’t.” She
stepped back to pull his mouth back to her own.
“Your couch looks comfortable by the firelight or here on your thick rugs.” Trinous
suggested and reveled at the arousal he saw in her eyes, knowing it was genuine and
not a product of his powers.
Christine smiled warmly. “The fireplace in my room is warm as well and the bed is
more comfortable.” She drew him by the hand and up the stairs to her huge bedroom.
She could see Trinous was pleased at the warm fire burning there and the curtain
draped bed strewn with pillows he had seen earlier. Christine’s legs were swept from
beneath her as her alien lover lifted her into his strong arms and deposited her on the
bed. He deftly slipped the gown over her head, his eyes leaving hers briefly as it went
over her head. Christine watched with eager abandon as he slipped off the cotton
jocks.
Christine thought Adonis, in his mythological grandeur could not have been as
wonderful as Trinous’ body. She found the tremble that had left her momentarily,
returned but for another reason now, passion. Trinous stretched out next to her and
she heard him sigh at the comfort of the bed. Christine propped herself up on her
elbow and, now with understanding eyes, looked down at Trinous’ face. She brazenly
touched a finger to his golden eyebrow, and lightly outlined them with her fingertip.
“You have been through a rough crash, perhaps you should rest a while.” She
suggested. Fire burned in his eyes at her words and she found her wrist held in the
vise like grip of a warrior’s hand as that fire ran through her body to nestle deep in her
womb.
“Rest?” he questioned. “When there is a woman like you close at hand?” Trinous
gathered her into his strong arms his will surrounding her. Now that she willingly gave
herself to him, he would guide her to the stars. His legs rested intimately between hers
sending surges of arousal through her sexually deprived body. “There can be no rest,
not for a time.” He smiled briefly before his lips closed possessively over hers. His lips
parted her lips, his tongue stroked her tongue and hers answered. Before, his kisses
enflamed her, now it seemed he unleashed something more. Trinous’ caress brought
such rap-ture she became incapable of thought. Where he touched her became as
sensitive as the delicate flesh between her thighs.
Trinous perceived it had been a long time since she had lain with a man, explaining
her hesitancy and shyness. He knew this beautiful Earth woman who had risked the
cold and the dangers of entering a crashed alien ship to save him was not a wanton
woman but one of bravery and intelligence. Her closeness made his blood heat and
his cock stand to its full erection. Rest was the last thing on his mind when he looked
into her golden eyes or at her ripe breast. He drew away from her full delicious lips to
kiss her throat down to those breasts that he had watched since she had taken off her
cold weather suit. They were smooth and creamy, the hard little nipples stood erect in
her need for him, Trinous placed light kisses around the areoles of her nipples giving
each breast like attention. To surprise her he took one into his mouth and suckled it.
Her groan of pleasure heightened his and Trinous discovered the more ecstasy she
knew the more he found. No woman, on the many planets where he had found
pleasure pleased him as this one did. For a moment he nestled his face in her long
hair, breathing in her scent, one he would never forget, one he didn't want to leave.
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by Sultry Summers
Read an excerpt of Christmas Rescue and you find it hard to wait for the book!!
It’s my fault, he would be in here right now making love to me but I said no! She knew
nothing about him and in a day, maybe two, he would leave, and actually return to the
stars, to his world, Kantar. She knew nothing about that world and he had suggested
taking her with him. She was sure he wasn’t serious. Giving her imagination free reign
as she stepped into the shower in her own bath, exotic images raced through her
mind, visions of a world like Earth but without winter as he had said. Tomorrow she
would learn more about where he was from. No one would ever believe her, but she
would hold these days as an adventure to comfort her in the future as dull, sad and
hopeless as that seemed at this point, the next few days would be exciting.
Wrapping her hair and body in towels she dried before the fire, toweling her long hair
and brushing it out, leaving it a bit damp. Christine chose to wear a long cotton night
gown with a matching robe. Definitely not sexy and more on the modest scale, she
didn’t feel comfortable walking around like a tease in front of Trinous.
Climbing into bed after banking the fire as she had done in Trinous’ room earlier while
he showered, she closed her eyes. Christine found sleep was elusive. Perhaps she
was too tired and to aroused sexually. After what seemed like hours she threw the
heavy covers back and climbed from bed. Having left her door ajar she opened it
silently and peered out. Trinous’ room was silent and he appeared to be sleeping.
She quietly stole downstairs, poured a brandy and started back up the stairs.
“Trouble sleeping?” Trinous’ voice startled her and she almost dropped her brandy.
Christine’s heart raced. “I thought you’d be asleep.”
“Obviously not.”
“Weren’t you comfortable in the bed—are you hungry, can I fix…” her breath caught
in her throat. He rose from the couch and came to stand before her wearing only a
brief pair of jock underwear. “I’m sorry, I should have given you pajamas. I didn’t
think…”
“No, I wouldn’t have used them.” Even in the low light of the fire place and several
nightlights around the darkened roomed she could see the fire of desire in his eyes. “I
rarely sleep in—anything.”
“Oh!”
He too held a glass of brandy and sipped it, then gently raised hers to her lips. The
heat of the liquor was cold compared to the fire in her body. He took her glass and set
both on a table. “I have a cure for your insomnia and mine.” Blue eyes bored into her
amber ones. “I think possibly it’s the only way either of us will sleep,” he whispered his
lips all but touching hers to suddenly take total possession of them. “I want you—I
want you now. Can you say you don’t want me?” his lips touched hers as he spoke,
the words, raspy.
“I want you…” her mouth touched his, tentatively, then demandingly. “I’ve wanted
you…” his mouth covered hers again.
“Why do you deny me?”
Christine didn’t answer him, she stepped back, and for a half a breath he thought she
might. Instead she dropped her sheer cotton robe, leaving only her long gown. Her
breasts peaked, the nipples standing out from arousal and desire. “I don’t.” She
stepped back to pull his mouth back to her own.
“Your couch looks comfortable by the firelight or here on your thick rugs.” Trinous
suggested and reveled at the arousal he saw in her eyes, knowing it was genuine and
not a product of his powers.
Christine smiled warmly. “The fireplace in my room is warm as well and the bed is
more comfortable.” She drew him by the hand and up the stairs to her huge bedroom.
She could see Trinous was pleased at the warm fire burning there and the curtain
draped bed strewn with pillows he had seen earlier. Christine’s legs were swept from
beneath her as her alien lover lifted her into his strong arms and deposited her on the
bed. He deftly slipped the gown over her head, his eyes leaving hers briefly as it went
over her head. Christine watched with eager abandon as he slipped off the cotton
jocks.
Christine thought Adonis, in his mythological grandeur could not have been as
wonderful as Trinous’ body. She found the tremble that had left her momentarily,
returned but for another reason now, passion. Trinous stretched out next to her and
she heard him sigh at the comfort of the bed. Christine propped herself up on her
elbow and, now with understanding eyes, looked down at Trinous’ face. She brazenly
touched a finger to his golden eyebrow, and lightly outlined them with her fingertip.
“You have been through a rough crash, perhaps you should rest a while.” She
suggested. Fire burned in his eyes at her words and she found her wrist held in the
vise like grip of a warrior’s hand as that fire ran through her body to nestle deep in her
womb.
“Rest?” he questioned. “When there is a woman like you close at hand?” Trinous
gathered her into his strong arms his will surrounding her. Now that she willingly gave
herself to him, he would guide her to the stars. His legs rested intimately between hers
sending surges of arousal through her sexually deprived body. “There can be no rest,
not for a time.” He smiled briefly before his lips closed possessively over hers. His lips
parted her lips, his tongue stroked her tongue and hers answered. Before, his kisses
enflamed her, now it seemed he unleashed something more. Trinous’ caress brought
such rap-ture she became incapable of thought. Where he touched her became as
sensitive as the delicate flesh between her thighs.
Trinous perceived it had been a long time since she had lain with a man, explaining
her hesitancy and shyness. He knew this beautiful Earth woman who had risked the
cold and the dangers of entering a crashed alien ship to save him was not a wanton
woman but one of bravery and intelligence. Her closeness made his blood heat and
his cock stand to its full erection. Rest was the last thing on his mind when he looked
into her golden eyes or at her ripe breast. He drew away from her full delicious lips to
kiss her throat down to those breasts that he had watched since she had taken off her
cold weather suit. They were smooth and creamy, the hard little nipples stood erect in
her need for him, Trinous placed light kisses around the areoles of her nipples giving
each breast like attention. To surprise her he took one into his mouth and suckled it.
Her groan of pleasure heightened his and Trinous discovered the more ecstasy she
knew the more he found. No woman, on the many planets where he had found
pleasure pleased him as this one did. For a moment he nestled his face in her long
hair, breathing in her scent, one he would never forget, one he didn't want to leave.
* * * *
Even AFTER Christmas - Christmas
Rescue is a wonderful story for a winter's
night OR a hot summer night when you
want to get that Christmas mood back.
The story of a interstellar love affair to
take you to the stars or dreamland.
Who could turn down a gorgeous, golden
alien who dropped into your pasture in
the dead of winter and want nothing more
than to thank you very personally for
saving his life? JUST WHO WAS
ACTUALLY RESCUED?
Rescue is a wonderful story for a winter's
night OR a hot summer night when you
want to get that Christmas mood back.
The story of a interstellar love affair to
take you to the stars or dreamland.
Who could turn down a gorgeous, golden
alien who dropped into your pasture in
the dead of winter and want nothing more
than to thank you very personally for
saving his life? JUST WHO WAS
ACTUALLY RESCUED?