Spaced Out For Love 2
Coming October 23rd
Cory Spencer’s world became a nightmare when he was kidnapped by an alien intent on selling him to the highest bidder. Sold as a prize to the winner of a cage match, he’s shocked to discover that the man who won him is his mate.
Ravcor tracked his mate through the vastness of space only to find him being sold into slavery on a lawless planet on the outskirts of the known universe. Kidnapped and forced to fight in illegal cage matches, he finds he has something to fight for when Cory is offered up as the prize.
But winning a series of cage fights sounds easier than it is, especially when the people in charge are intent on separating them. Rav must fight not only the men holding them but a conspiracy that may reach the highest levels of government, one that seems to know their every move.
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STORY EXCERPT
“Who are you?”
The words were quiet, almost a murmur in Rav's ear, but they were
definitely male. The timber was too deep to be a woman, and the body
pressing Rav into the wall was too hard to be anything other than
male.
"None of your fucking business," Rav snapped.
"If you're going to interfere in my plans, then it is very much my
business." Rav grunted when his entire body was slammed into the
unforgiving brick wall. "Now, who are you and what are you doing
here?"
Rav's temper flared, his anger becoming a scalding fury and giving
him the extra needed strength to turn in the hands that held him up
against the wall. He was surprised to find himself facing a man a
few inches taller than him. Not many people were taller than a
Phangar, and this man was no Phangar.
He
was also no dummy. Rav swallowed hard when he suddenly felt the
sharp point of a knife press up under his chin. He felt a trickle of
blood trail down his throat and knew his life was in this man's
hands. No matter how fast he was, Rav wouldn't be fast enough to get
away before the man's sharp blade was shoved into his throat.
"I
have no desire to interfere in your plans, whatever they may be,"
Rav said carefully. "I just want my mate."
The frown that suddenly covered the man's face was almost as
surprising as the suddenness of his attack. "Your mate?" he asked.
"The human?"
Rav started to nod then thought better of it when the knife blade
cut into his neck again. He kept his eyes on the man before him as
he slowly raised his finger and pushed the sharp blade away from his
vulnerable neck.
"Yes, my mate was stolen from me. I'm just here to get him back."
"I
saw no mark on him."
"I
didn't have time to mark him before he was taken from me."
Rav's surprised doubled when the man stared at him for a moment then
nodded his head and stepped back as if he had come to some great
conclusion. The knife that had been held at Rav's neck was also
pulled away.
“If we’re going into battle together, the least you could do is
introduce yourself.”
The man’s head cocked to the side. “Jeyel.”
“Just Jeyel?”
He
shrugged. “Pretty much.”
So be it.
Rav didn’t have time to play games with Jeyel. Ulfar seemed like a
slippery character. If he didn’t keep close tabs on the dirt bag,
he’d slip away and Rav might never find him again. And if he lost
Ulfar, he might never find Cory again.
"The man that entered that door with your mate is the one I am
after."
"You can have him,” Rav replied. “I just want Cory."
"Cory?"
Rav growled. "The human."
Jeyel snorted nastily.
"You have a problem with humans?" he snapped.
Jeyel’s green eyes flashed. "Weak creatures."
The man’s disdainful tone infuriated Rav. He didn't care if Cory was
the weakest creature in the known universe, the man was still his.
"He's mine!" Rav snapped angrily.
"Whatever," Jeyel said as he rolled his eyes, "I just want the man
that’s with him."
"Why?"
Rav rubbed the small cut mark on his throat, wiping away the blood
with his thumb. He saw Jeyel's slightly flat nostrils flare and
quickly sniffed the air. He still smelled the stench of decay from
the streets but now there was the coppery scent of blood added into
the mix. Rav grimaced and looked down at his thumb. There was just a
trace of blood smeared on his thumb but it was enough for someone to
smell if they had the ability.
Apparently, Jeyel did.
"He has something of mine."
"That seems to be a reoccurring theme with him." Rav smirked.
"Ulfar
has information that I need." Jeyel frowned and glanced down the
street as if he was trying to figure something out. "I do not
begrudge you your right to pursue your mate but I need this man
alive. He has information that could mean the life or death of
someone important to me."
Well, that sucked.
ADULT EXCERPT
Cory woke warm, cuddled against Rav's side, the man's larger than life arms
wrapped tightly around him even in sleep. Every time Cory tried to budge, the
arms tightened. Cory figured he was going to be there for awhile or at least
until the man woke up.
He sighed happily, Rav’s musky masculine scent filling his senses. Cory
turned his head and rubbed his nose against Rav’s heated skin and inhaled,
wanting a deeper scent.
God, he loved the way the man smelled. No one on Earth or in space
smelled as delicious as Rav. Cory felt like rubbing against the Phangar until
he smelled of him all over. He settled for rubbing his cheek along Rav’s
chest.
“What are you doing, pet?”
Cory froze. Rav’s voice was quiet, amused, but Cory was still
embarrassed to be caught rubbing against the man. “Nothing.”
“No?”
Cory yelped when he was rolled to his back, his arms pinned over his
head. The lecherous grin on Rav’s face made him nervous, and anticipating what
the handsome man would do next. His breath hitched in his throat when Rav
leaned down and rubbed their cheeks together. How did he know?
“Rav,” he groaned as the man’s unique scent surrounded him before
sinking into his skin. Cory hoped that it never left. He wanted to be branded
by Rav’s smell. He wanted everyone to know he belonged to Rav.
“Do like my scent on you, pet?”
“Yes.” Cory had no problem admitting that, no matter how embarrassed it
might make him. The man was rubbing against him, the gesture starting to move
down his entire body until Rav was braced over the top of Cory, rubbing their
bodies together.
There was no mistaking how much Rav enjoyed what he was
doing. The steel pipe pressed against Cory’s abdomen was testament to the
man’s enthusiasm.
Cory jumped when his cock and balls were suddenly grabbed by
one very large hand. He groaned and pressed his head back into the pillow when
his cock took interest in that hand and hardened right up. The few strokes Rav
gave his erection only made him harder, and hornier.
Cory yelped when he was suddenly lifted into the air and
draped over Rav's body. He landed with his hands and knees on either side of
Rav's large body. All the air rushed from Cory's lungs as he glanced down
between his body and Rav's and saw the man grinning up at him.
"Oh god!" A light ripple skated over Cory’s skin when Rav very carefully
licked his fingers. He shivered when they moved out of his line of vision and
then they grazed his sensitive entrance. His eyes closed and his lips parted
when one finger slid inside of him.
The burn was intense but forgotten in an instant when Rav swallowed his cock
right down to the root. Cory didn't know whether to push back onto Rav's
fingers or go forward and drive his cock into the man's hot mouth.
His eyes rolled back when Rav pulled his finger out and
replaced it with a very large cock. He was jerked back and impaled on Rav's
cock in one fluid motion. His eyes crossed as he was filled almost beyond
feeling good. He panted heavily and clutched at Rav's shoulders as he tried to
bring life giving air back into his lungs.
He wanted to come, god he wanted to come, but Cory was determined to make this
last as long as possible. He grabbed onto the small amount of control that was
slipping away and held onto it with an iron fist.
Rav was buried so deep inside of him that Cory would swear they were one
person, no beginning and no ending. His fingers curled into the sheets as Rav
kicked his legs further apart with his knees. Skin slapped against skin, the
passionate sound echoing through the room as Cory smashed his eyes together,
fighting off his orgasm. It was extremely difficult when Rav’s cock slid over
his sweet spot on every damn stroke.
“My pet,” Rav growled. “My mate.”
“Yesss,” Cory readily agreed as he rocked back to meet Rav’s forward thrust.
Rav's eyes darkened as he growled and rolled them to the
edge of the bed. Cory laughed and grabbed onto the hulking man as he stood up,
Cory still impaled on his cock. He leaned in, nuzzling his head under Rav's
chin and licking a line across the man's throat.
“Mate.” Cory could hear the slight crack in Rav’s voice.
Rav's hands gripped Cory's butt cheeks, holding him tight. Rav's eyes turned
black as his eyes roamed over Cory, settling on the soft skin between his
throat and shoulder.
Cory blinked then tilted his head back, giving Rav access.
Cory knew his control was gone when Rav roared and drove up
into his ass. Something at the end of Rav’s cock thickened and attached to
Cory’s prostate, sending waves of pleasure cascading over Cory.
At the same time, his teeth sank into Cory's throat. Cory
didn’t even have to touch his cock. The act of being claimed by the powerful
man had Cory crying out as his seed spurted out in one throbbing pulse after
another.
Rav howled, yanking Cory back onto his shaft while manically
snapping his hips forward, driving his cock deep within Cory over and over
again. Waves of ecstasy crashed through Cory as Rav’s cock throbbing in his
ass, the man stilling as he shot pulse after pulse of hot liquid into Cory.
Cory closed his eyes and dropped his head against Rav's
chest as he tried to start breathing again. It might be impossible.
