Dancer

By Viola Grace

Del is taking erotic dance classes at the Companion Centre when she locks eyes with a huge, burly alien with a vivid green gaze. He has come to secure a Companion to act as a permanent host to a goddess, but when he hears Del’s bright laughter, he changes his target from Companion to dancer.

Kurat has been raised as host to two gods. Changes in his body have made it difficult for him to take a casual lover, only a mate will do. With Del’s bright soul welcoming his, he knows the moment he meets her that she will be the one the goddesses will accept.

With the god of lust and the god of war agreeing to his choice, Kurat’s entire being is in agreement. The dancer will be theirs.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Feb 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771114448

Viola Grace

Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.

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Seduced into becoming host to an ancient goddess, will Del survive the attentions of the god of lust?

Del is taking erotic dance classes at the Companion Centre when she locks eyes with a huge, burly alien with a vivid green gaze. He has come to secure a Companion to act as a permanent host to a goddess but when he hears Del’s bright laughter he changes his target from Companion to dancer.

Kurat has been raised as host to two gods. Changes in his body have made it difficult for him to take a casual lover, only a mate will do. With Del’s bright soul welcoming his, he knows the moment he meets her that she will be the one the goddesses will accept.

With the god of lust and the god of war agreeing to his choice Kurat’s entire being is in agreement. The dancer will be theirs.

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Dancer

Copyright © 2013 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-77111-444-8

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Dancer

A Terran Times Tale

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Delyth held her breath as the hands moved over her torso to the beat of the music. She twisted slightly, the choreography restraining her to minute movements.

Taking erotic dance classes at the Companion Training Centre had not been her idea but it was never bad to add a new dance style to her repertoire.

The Companion dancing with her was named Baiss. He had a talent for waking her sensual side and a definite skill for exploiting it.

She stifled a gasp as he spread his fingers across her belly and buried his face against her neck. Azon Sensual Dance was a skill that few practiced, but it involved getting both partners hot and bothered enough so that their pheromone cocktail affected the audience.

The dance master came forward and adjusted Baiss’s grip and used his foot to change her stance as the music continued. You have to let go, Delyth.

She sighed. Yes, Master Tanish. I will work on it.

Baiss offered, I will help you practice if you wish.

She shivered as his hand caressed her hip. Thank you for the offer, but I am still getting used to this assignment. Give me a few days.

Baiss was a Companion at the training centre between assignments. His interest in her went beyond being a dance partner, and it made her distinctly uneasy.

Master Tanish looked her in the eye and nodded. Perhaps you just need some time to get used to the rhythms of the training centre.

She eased out of Baiss’s grip and winced as he fought her for a moment before letting her go.

I believe it is time for the morning meal. I will work on the Nyal enticements when I return, Master Tanish. She nodded, and he patted her on the shoulder with a smile.

He blocked Baiss from following her with a question about the grip that he had used on her belly.

Delyth made a run for it, the tiny bells on her wrists, ankles and the hem of her gauzy blouse and skirt made a light tinkling sound as she moved.

She settled at a table with some other students and smiled as she was brought a tray of tea and a selection of small grain cakes. The apprentice who served her smiled shyly and curtseyed before pouring the tea and putting a few cakes on the small plate.

Practicing service was part of Companion training. Whether they were going to attend the young, the elderly or be a lover for hire, they had to learn the basics of service.

Thank you, Kisha. Delyth smiled at the young woman. I need my Nyal dance clothing prepped for after breakfast.

Yes, miss. Kisha left in a flutter of gauzy fabric.

Delyth looked to the other students, most of who were from the Alliance Dance Troupe. Were we ever that young?

Wissla winked, I was never that young even when I was that young.

Wissla was a charming Wyoran with a talent for acrobatics. She was Delyth’s best friend in the troupe and since they were both in for learning new dances, they had come to the Companion Training Centre together.

How are your lessons going, Wissla? Delyth wanted to know. Baiss was very attached to her for someone who had been on dozens of intimate assignments. After four days of erotic dance training, he seemed to have attached to her in some way.

"They are great. My partner