Shades Of Darcone (Aliens In Kilts Book 3) by Donna McDonald

Author:Donna McDonald [McDonald, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Visit Donna’s Website
Published: 2017-09-20T18:30:00+00:00

“Unfeeling alien bastard,” Bri declared, trying to drown her frustration in the shower.

She’d woken up alone again. This time sated beyond belief and lonely as hell that the male responsible for her body’s ease had once again chosen not to be there when she woke up. It had taken her all of two minutes this morning to discover Darcone and his incredible throbbing dick were nowhere to be found in her quarters.

Finally, feeling guilty about the amount of water she was causing to be recycled, Bri dried off and inspected her marked neck in the mirror. There weren’t any puncture wounds from those sharp teeth of his, but there were plenty of dents, scratches, and pressure impressions all over. Her breasts looked even worse.

What she hated most though was how easy it was to recall his mouth suckling her and his lips tugging on her aroused nipples. Just thinking about his enjoyment had her getting wet and needy again. Damn the talented bastard.

Couldn’t he just have stayed one whole frigging night? She was tired of waking up alone without him. A knock on her door had her glaring at her entrance.

“Go the hell away. I’m still naked,” she yelled.

There was a shuffling outside, then silence again. Finally, there was a softer, but still determined knock. She wrenched open a bathroom supply cabinet, pulled out the last clean sheet there, and wrapped it like a blanket around her large female body.

Stomping to the door, she yanked it open. Toorg was smiling in the background. In front of him was her nervous-looking next-in-command.

“What is it, Lieutenant? And it better be a life or death situation,” Bri said in warning, causing the man to hastily clear his throat.

“There’s a fight in the alien area. Should we wake the Admiral?”

Bri huffed and shook her head. “No. I’m already up and would love nothing better than a good fight this morning. Let me put on some clothes first.”

Leaving the door open, Bri trotted off to the bedroom. She pulled on yesterday’s pants without any underwear and tried not to wince at the discomfort between her legs. Wanting more of what had caused her tenderness there made her feel like seven kinds of idiot.

She grabbed up her bra that had gotten flung to the floor during their strip party. Then she grabbed her dirty shirt and resentfully pulled it on too.

She knew she looked like shit in yesterday’s clothing, but her unprofessional appearance would just have to do. Needing some semblance of authority, she grabbed her jacket off the hook as she headed to the door. Checking her alien control bracelet, Bri said, “Alright. Let’s go.”

It was a hike to that area of the ship from where her quarters were. She’d been there before, many times when she was a child, but not since becoming the airship’s Commander. When they got there, she motioned to Toorg to open the door. He looked worried but did as she asked.

Inside, there were two groups of aliens doing their best to restrain the two fighting ones.

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