Courtesan Seduction

By Marilyn Lee

After her father’s unexpected death, shy, full-figured Parmia Leeosa is left with one asset—his sentient sidearm, Markes. Following months of struggles, she reluctantly decides to utilize her one talent—the latent sexual empathy she inherited from her mother. Five years later, after countless unpleasant sexual encounters, she accepts a last, distasteful job that will allow her to return to the sheltered life she’d enjoyed before her father’s death. With the remaining credits, she’ll finally be financially secure enough to grant Markes his freedom.

Weary of hunting and longing to find a bond mate he can settle down with, Delsin Adarinas, an unwilling but successful bounty hunter reluctantly accepts a final, lucrative job. Unfortunately, the job is on Denhari, the home planet he fled years earlier. When he and Parmia meet, the attraction is immediate and powerful. Too bad collecting his bounty depends on capturing her and damning her to a life of sexual servitude.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marilyn Lee
• Release date: Aug 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311922380

Marilyn Lee

Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers). Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), mysteries (loves the old Charlie Chan mysteries. Her all-time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again), and nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga, Vampire are favorites). Marilyn has won numerous writing accolades, including a CAPA award for Bloodlust: Conquering Mikhel Dumont and the following Lub-Dubs Awards for 2009: Lifetime Achievement Award, In Blood And Worth Loving (Best erotic novel and best sci-fi/fantasy/paranormal Award. She loves to hear from readers who can email her at [e-mail] or who can visit her website, http://www.marilynlee.org. Visit her Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/marilyn.lee.393950?ref=tn_tnmn) She has a Yahoo! Group called Love Bytes that readers can join by sending an email to [e-mail]

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Chapter One

As soon as he saw her, Delsin knew why he’d made his last job his first on this God-forsaken world he’d left so eagerly years earlier. In this wild corner of the Blue Desert where his lawless brethren ran rampant, fierce winds took one’s breath away one moment. Then seconds later, scorching heat threatened to deflate and then sear one’s lungs together, making breathing almost unbearable. Whatever ancient fool had said there was no place like home, had clearly never tried monogamy in the fuck-until-you-drop Blue Desert. Home? This world had never felt like anything but Hell for him because here he’d always been considered unnatural.

Yet, he couldn’t deny a strange yearning from the moment his cruiser had touched down here. Returning so close to a full moon had probably not been the wisest decision he’d ever made. He’d need to remain vigilant and to keep a tight rein on his feelings. No easy task while on a hunt. To make matters worse, the irritability Renas had been exhibiting for nearly a week, had increased two-fold since their arrival on the world they’d once both called home. Nevertheless, he’d handle this job with the swift, brutal efficiency that had earned him a reputation of a hunter who always got his quarry. Always. This time would be no different.

Then he saw her seated at a private booth at the back of the crowded shifter’s den. The sight of her made nonsense of all the rigors of the trip and of any possible complications hunting on his home planet for the first time might present.

He slammed the door against the biting winds and leaned against it, feeling almost winded. Despite myriads of naked, fucking couples surrounding them, looking anywhere but at her was out of the question. She wasn’t particularly pretty. Yet she managed to command his immediate attention. He’d long since come to appreciate that beauty only went so far in a woman. In fact, in this harsh, unforgiving environment pretty quickly faded. Character, sensual allure, and feminine self-assurance were far more enduring and exciting than a mere pretty face. And damn if her piecing dark gaze and those full pouty lips didn’t raise his blood pressure and harden his cock.

With his nostrils filled with the scent of sex, he dismissed the other inhabitants of the den as not worth his time or attention. With their gazes locked, he and his unexpectedly delectable quarry were the only two people present.

Small wonder this magnificent woman chose to call herself a courtesan rather than a sexual or sensual empath. Many of the latter two classes slept with anyone with enough credits to pay their outrageous fees. This magnificent woman surely was more selective when deciding with whom to share her alluring charms.

Inhaling slowly, Delsin allowed his gaze to slide down from her face to her neck. He could hear her heart beating. The longer he stared, the harder her heart raced. Shifting his gaze again, he watched her chest rise and fall with her breathing. Tilting his head, he envisioned slowly peeling off her clothes. Her large breasts would provide the perfect cushion for his face as he drove his cock deep inside her body.

Her eyes narrowed and her full, sensual lips tightened. Then she smiled and he felt as if she’d reached out, wrapped her hands around his heart, and snatched it out of his chest.

She had beautiful white teeth. They looked strong and straight. They would feel good nibbling at his ear, his lips, his nipples, and finally his balls before closing around his aching cock.

He understood why the client, plagued with tiny, pale women with no ass or breasts worth mentioning had been so willing to pay a premium to possess this totally voluptuous, sensuous woman with mounds of warm, dusty skin. He’d always found a woman who didn’t depend on fleeting, outward beauty to captivate a man irresistible. This woman’s beautiful, lush skin would command her man’s attention until the day he or she died.

Her smile conveyed one thought: hot, endless sex. And then even more sex. Oh, hell yeah. The thin veneer of civility he’d spent years cultivating since he fled Denhari vanished, exposing all the rampant hungers inherent in those born with his bloodline. Moving away from the door, he stalked across the crowded room, pushing people out of his way. A number of the shifters growled, but none attacked. He suspected they either knew of his clan ties or might recognize him. Some were vaguely familiar but none was from his clan.

If his luck held, he’d take care of business and leave the Blue Desert before his clan mates knew he’d been on-world. Of course, that assumed any of them would care, which was doubtful. He’d been gone too long and had committed the unforgivable sin of questioning the way of life into which he’d been born. At this point, he doubted if even Daylon or Daria would care. Both had been his closest cub mates and been ardent in their defense of his right to be different. Daylon and Daria had pooled the credits they’d saved for years to help him buy the cruiser on which he and Renas lived. 

He tore his thoughts away from his clan problems and the two shifters for whose companionship he still longed for after so many years. Instead, he refocused his attention on his bounty. With just four feet separating them, she shifted along her seat and deliberately unbuttoned the long duster she wore.

His cock stirred.

She’d exposed mounds of smooth dark, delicious skin and a shaved pussy with soft pink lips that would grip him tight and make him pour a torrent of seed inside her. With his cock roaring to attention, he was hard pressed not to leap the rest of the way to her booth and ravish her repeatedly as only one of his kind could.

That’s when she revealed her true nature, closing her legs and lifting a large caliber weapon from her side.

With his own weapon strapped to his right thigh, he came to an abrupt halt. She clearly knew of his purpose for being there. And she clearly didn’t intend to accept her fate without a fight. So be it. Her surrender, once he’d overcome her resistance, would be all the sweeter for his having to conquer her.

Still smiling and training her weapon on his chest over his heart, she parted her legs again.

His nostrils flared as he inhaled the wonderful scent emanating from between her long, sleek thighs. Oh, hell that was one pretty pussy. But, unlike many of his uncultured brethren, he’d struggled for years to ensure his sexual hungers didn’t enslave him. Her weapon wouldn’t deter him, nor could he allow himself the pleasure of overindulging in a good, pussy-destroying fuck.

A fuck? The blood thundered through his cock. One fuck wouldn’t be enough. Hell, one night probably wouldn’t be sufficient to quench the rampant hunger she inspired in him. In that moment, surrounded by rapacious shifters doing what they lived to do—fuck—his own sexual needs roared to life in a way he could no longer deny.

Despite all of his training to the contrary, he would allow himself the time to fully explore the delights of this sensual courtesan. If he claimed ship trouble and took the long route back to Telmira, he could spend the next seven days buried balls deep inside all her alluring openings.

He had a moment when he thought what a waste it would be for this sensual woman to spend the rest of her life as a slave to some rich, decadent female who would expect to satisfy her with a dildo. Damn it, no. She deserved a real cock, wielded by