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Alien Best Man
Amy Redwood
When Jana leaves Earth to get married, she discovers that her fiancé has kept a secret. On his planet, the groom isn’t the only one having sex with the bride. It’s the best man’s privilege too. And the best man is someone she knows. And fears.
The best man takes what he wants—and he wants Jana. In his bed, she embraces both males and her darkest desires. And she experiences how pleasurable the use of a riding crop can be when wielded by a dominant alien.
An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
www.ellorascave.com
Alien Best Man
ISBN 9781419930249
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Alien Best Man Copyright © 2010 Amy Redwood
Edited by Mary Moran
Cover art by Syneca
Electronic book publication September 2010
The terms Romantica® and Quickies® are registered trademarks of Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
With the exception of quotes used in reviews, this book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502.
Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded or distributed via the Internet or any other means, electronic or print, without the publisher’s permission. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000. (http://www.fbi.gov/ipr/). Please purchase only authorized electronic or print editions and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted material. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
ALIEN BEST MAN
Amy Redwood
Prologue
Earth, Year 2217
“May I suggest not using the riding crop,” I said, keeping my voice polite.
“What, this thing?” Zyn hit the flat end of the crop against his palm.
The smacking sound startled me enough that my horse reacted with a sudden jump forward, which made me increasingly aware of the way the animal’s rolling stride rocked the saddle between my thighs.
“Just ride slowly and don’t use the crop please .” I couldn’t afford to piss off aliens who came from planets rich in natural resources. Still, if he broke his neck, he couldn’t sign the trade contract, could he?
“Offi zzz er Jana,” he addressed me, his slight accent making me smile, “these animals would look splendid running across Dezra’s plains. It would also make our negotiations so much easier.”
My amusement vanished. To keep him entertained, I’d taken him and his delegation to see one of Earth’s rarest attractions. Horses were nearly extinct, worth the amount of a small spacecraft. But if I denied him his demand, the contract negotiations could be in danger. And making the contract happen was my job.
“The confederation will gladly ship half a dozen horses with the next trader toward Dezra,” I said, wondering if the day could get any worse.
His mouth curved to a satisfied yet cruel smile, revealing sharp canines. He exuded a sexuality so raw it made my stomach tighten.
As if he sensed my physical reaction, he twisted in the saddle toward me and ran a hand down his horse’s neck. He wore pants and a sleeveless shirt, both made from a black material. Not leather, not rubber, definitely organic and not synthetic. His bare skin shimmered as if someone had blown metallic dust all over him. He was like a copper-colored lion, big with lazy movements that hinted at lethal strength.
I shouldn’t be alone with him.
“May I suggest this way,” I said, pointing to my right. “There is an area where we can rest and wait for your delegation
Amy Redwood
When Jana leaves Earth to get married, she discovers that her fiancé has kept a secret. On his planet, the groom isn’t the only one having sex with the bride. It’s the best man’s privilege too. And the best man is someone she knows. And fears.
The best man takes what he wants—and he wants Jana. In his bed, she embraces both males and her darkest desires. And she experiences how pleasurable the use of a riding crop can be when wielded by a dominant alien.
An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
www.ellorascave.com
Alien Best Man
ISBN 9781419930249
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Alien Best Man Copyright © 2010 Amy Redwood
Edited by Mary Moran
Cover art by Syneca
Electronic book publication September 2010
The terms Romantica® and Quickies® are registered trademarks of Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
With the exception of quotes used in reviews, this book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502.
Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded or distributed via the Internet or any other means, electronic or print, without the publisher’s permission. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000. (http://www.fbi.gov/ipr/). Please purchase only authorized electronic or print editions and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted material. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
ALIEN BEST MAN
Amy Redwood
Prologue
Earth, Year 2217
“May I suggest not using the riding crop,” I said, keeping my voice polite.
“What, this thing?” Zyn hit the flat end of the crop against his palm.
The smacking sound startled me enough that my horse reacted with a sudden jump forward, which made me increasingly aware of the way the animal’s rolling stride rocked the saddle between my thighs.
“Just ride slowly and don’t use the crop please .” I couldn’t afford to piss off aliens who came from planets rich in natural resources. Still, if he broke his neck, he couldn’t sign the trade contract, could he?
“Offi zzz er Jana,” he addressed me, his slight accent making me smile, “these animals would look splendid running across Dezra’s plains. It would also make our negotiations so much easier.”
My amusement vanished. To keep him entertained, I’d taken him and his delegation to see one of Earth’s rarest attractions. Horses were nearly extinct, worth the amount of a small spacecraft. But if I denied him his demand, the contract negotiations could be in danger. And making the contract happen was my job.
“The confederation will gladly ship half a dozen horses with the next trader toward Dezra,” I said, wondering if the day could get any worse.
His mouth curved to a satisfied yet cruel smile, revealing sharp canines. He exuded a sexuality so raw it made my stomach tighten.
As if he sensed my physical reaction, he twisted in the saddle toward me and ran a hand down his horse’s neck. He wore pants and a sleeveless shirt, both made from a black material. Not leather, not rubber, definitely organic and not synthetic. His bare skin shimmered as if someone had blown metallic dust all over him. He was like a copper-colored lion, big with lazy movements that hinted at lethal strength.
I shouldn’t be alone with him.
“May I suggest this way,” I said, pointing to my right. “There is an area where we can rest and wait for your delegation
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