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Abduction
This series can be read in any order.
He’s beamed you onto his ship. What terrible sexual experiments will he perform on you? And will you get home intact?
Abducted from your bed, you’re now being experimented on with dreadful extraterrestrial instruments that explore and molest your most delicate regions.
You know nothing but fear for the alien with the shielded face and white hair, along with his little grey ‘helpers’ with their long probing fingers. And yet, stuck as you are in the vast emptiness of space, there is no escape but into the arms of the very alien who’s tormenting you.
Beautiful, intelligent, sensual—he’s much more than his sterile surroundings suggest. And it is together, your hearts and bodies firmly intertwined, that you each discover more about your two species than any experiment ever could.
Part 2 of the Unnatural Instinct Series: the hard and fast, wacky and naughty sexual encounters between humans and their monstrous or magical lovers.
He’s beamed you onto his ship. What terrible sexual experiments will he perform on you? And will you get home intact?
Abducted from your bed, you’re now being experimented on with dreadful extraterrestrial instruments that explore and molest your most delicate regions.
You know nothing but fear for the alien with the shielded face and white hair, along with his little grey ‘helpers’ with their long probing fingers. And yet, stuck as you are in the vast emptiness of space, there is no escape but into the arms of the very alien who’s tormenting you.
Beautiful, intelligent, sensual—he’s much more than his sterile surroundings suggest. And it is together, your hearts and bodies firmly intertwined, that you each discover more about your two species than any experiment ever could.
Part 2 of the Unnatural Instinct Series: the hard and fast, wacky and naughty sexual encounters between humans and their monstrous or magical lovers.
156 pages, Kindle Edition
Published July 9, 2020
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G.M. Marks
32 books24 followersAuthor website: www.gmarksm.wordpress.com
Just your average writer/reader who loves to write what she wants to read. These books are primarily for my own guilty pleasure. Feel free to see if you like them too!
I particularly enjoy slow-burn erotic romance with complex characters and dark undertones. Though I still love a raunchy quickie!
Oh, and this is me with a 1500-year-old tree.
Just your average writer/reader who loves to write what she wants to read. These books are primarily for my own guilty pleasure. Feel free to see if you like them too!
I particularly enjoy slow-burn erotic romance with complex characters and dark undertones. Though I still love a raunchy quickie!
Oh, and this is me with a 1500-year-old tree.
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November 2, 2020Sneak Peek.
"All you can do is watch in horror at all that’s happening around you. The light is coming through your window—why the hell didn’t you shut it before you went to sleep?!—which quickly spreads. It almost seems to come through the very walls of your room; the white plaster glows so bright it turns an almost luminescent green. How is that possible? How is that fucking possible? Everything is drowning in light, getting brighter and brighter and brighter, until, like in the darkness, you can hardly see anything."
"It’s hard to tell how long I’ve been resting when you join me on the couch. My eyes snap open. I sit up with a start but you gently push me back down with one firm hand in the middle of my chest. With trembling fingers I touch your face. You say nothing but do the same to me. The couch is only small and you’re bunched up so close I can feel your breasts pressed up against my side.
It astonishes me. You astonish me. I thought you hated me."
"He folds his arms, his white ponytail draped over a broad shoulder. His jaw is hard, his lips tight. His perfectly sculpted eyebrows sit low over his eyes. He doesn’t like this. He doesn’t like this one bit.
God, he’s beautiful.
‘Nothing is right about this,’ he says in his deep musical voice.
You scooch further back onto the bed, then start to peel off your suit. Before he can protest, you’ve slipped it down to your hips. From across the room he watches you, stiff and silent.
‘Well, you want to begin?’ you say."
"All you can do is watch in horror at all that’s happening around you. The light is coming through your window—why the hell didn’t you shut it before you went to sleep?!—which quickly spreads. It almost seems to come through the very walls of your room; the white plaster glows so bright it turns an almost luminescent green. How is that possible? How is that fucking possible? Everything is drowning in light, getting brighter and brighter and brighter, until, like in the darkness, you can hardly see anything."
"It’s hard to tell how long I’ve been resting when you join me on the couch. My eyes snap open. I sit up with a start but you gently push me back down with one firm hand in the middle of my chest. With trembling fingers I touch your face. You say nothing but do the same to me. The couch is only small and you’re bunched up so close I can feel your breasts pressed up against my side.
It astonishes me. You astonish me. I thought you hated me."
"He folds his arms, his white ponytail draped over a broad shoulder. His jaw is hard, his lips tight. His perfectly sculpted eyebrows sit low over his eyes. He doesn’t like this. He doesn’t like this one bit.
God, he’s beautiful.
‘Nothing is right about this,’ he says in his deep musical voice.
You scooch further back onto the bed, then start to peel off your suit. Before he can protest, you’ve slipped it down to your hips. From across the room he watches you, stiff and silent.
‘Well, you want to begin?’ you say."
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