Loving Dangerously with A.M. Griffin
After aliens invade and conquer Earth, Eva is transported to a distant slave trading planet. Escape and freedom are her only priority, but none of her martial arts training prepared her for what she faces. She finds herself enslaved to the warrior King Taio. Eva’s drawn to this sexy alien male who ignites her heart and body.
Taio is disgusted with the idea of owning a slave—until now. From the moment he sees her, he knows Eva is his for the taking. Torn between lust and duty, Taio knows nothing will stop him from protecting his little warrior.
Dangerously Yours Blurb
The steamy standalone sequel to Dangerously Mine.
Kane Epps divides his life into two distinct parts—before the alien invasion and after. Before the invasion, he had a pregnant wife and a high-powered job. After the invasion, he’s left with only himself and his hatred for all things alien. He channels his bitterness by captaining a vessel of renegade humans—space pirates who don’t think twice about taking what they need.
Princess Sa’Mya is on the run. She and a few trusted advisers fled her home planet, only to be captured by the sexy, dangerous Captain Epps. He claims to hate aliens but can’t seem to resist touching her or kissing her…everywhere. As Kane introduces Sa’Mya to ever-increasing, unimaginable realms of pleasure, the princess becomes determined to earn his trust. She’s used to getting what she wants. And this time, what she wants is Kane Epps.
Inside Scoop: This space-opera romance contains male/male sex scenes, girl-on-girl action, group sex and some good old-fashioned voyeurism.
Dangerously Hers BLURB
5 Star Review ~ “To prepare properly to read Dangerously Hers by A. M. Griffin, might I suggest, a fan,
Loving Dangerously, Book Three
Jess hates aliens. After the invasion that destroyed Earth, the extraterrestrial bastards sold her to a brothel as a sex slave. She may have escaped but the old memories and fears still linger in the dark corners of her mind. Supposedly Sonis is just the place for her—somewhere safe, where she can heal and start fresh. She’s almost hopeful…until she meets Rasha, her new boss.
Rasha, Captain of the Sonis Royal Guard, is a warrior through and through. He’s huge, sinfully sexy and could have any woman on Sonis—but the woman he wants is Jess. He’s very much an alien and Jess knows she should hate him or at least be wary, but whenever he’s around, she loses control. She tells herself it’s only sex—amazing, mind-blowing sex like nothing else she’s ever experienced—but there’s something about Rasha that shakes her soul. The feel of his skin against hers, the look in his eyes as he touches her—they make her want to believe it’s possible to find love and begin again.
It took a week after officially starting her new job, for her to realize she was bored out of her mind. Besides handling Rasha’s schedule there was nothing else to do. When she heard Rasha enter his office she jumped up and went to him.
He had his back to her, bent over, searching for something.
“What are you looking for?” she asked.
He glanced up briefly, then continued to feel around the back of the shelves. “The strap that holds my jango in its sheath broke.”
“You're what?” she asked coming closer.
“The strap holds my jango in place. It broke. If I find the missing piece I can have it fixed.”
“You don’t have another sheath?”
He shook his head. “I was going to have one made, but I forgot.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll do it for you.”
He stopped searching and straightened. “Many thanks.”
“It’s my job.” Even under artificial lighting his jango seemed to shine. She reached out to touch it.
Rasha raised it out of her grasp. “You should never try to take a warrior’s weapon.”
She pulled her hand back in record speed. “I wasn’t trying to take it. I wanted to feel it.”
He lowered his weapon in front of her.
She flicked her hand out nonchalantly. “Never mind. You're acting like it’s been kissed by Jesus or something.”
“Forget about it. It’s precious, I get it.”
“There’s no reason to get upset. If you no longer want to touch this weapon, I have another…weapon…you can touch.”
She shifted on her feet, feeling the bumbling idiot trying to rise to the surface. “No, thank you.” Yes, please.
He ran his hands down his muscular thighs. “Another time then?”
Jess had the fleeting thought of him running his hands on her. Oh jeez, how good would those hands feel on me.
“I shall leave you alone. I’m sure you have plenty of work to do.”
“Alone? again?” As she spoke, she immediately wanted to take the words back.
He cocked his head. “I could stay if you wish. Eva said you would need ‘space’ in the beginning.”
She snorted. The sound wasn’t pretty at all. She might as well have oinked like a pig while she was at it. “I don’t wish you to stay.”
“Really? Are you sure? We could do something about that.”
Was his voice always this deep?
She picked at her hair nervously. “About what?”
He inhaled sharply. “I can smell you.” Then he let his gaze drop to crotch.
Her hands instinctively dropped to shield herself.
She gasped as he dropped to his knees. “What are you doing?”
He wrapped his arms around her and cradled her ass. Her mouth dropped open as he nuzzled his nose between her thighs. “I can take care of this…you.”
She dug her nails into his shoulder blades. Should she push him away or keep him where he was?
He made a sound so animalistic. So hot and sexy that it made her pussy respond in ways she didn’t want it to.
“That’s it.” He sniffed into her.
His fingers worked in unison to massage her ass, all the while pulling her onto his face. She tried to stand her ground even when she rocked to her toes.
He looked up to her with eyes smoldering with heat. “Can I do it Jess?”
She blinked, trying to remember his question. “Do…do what?”
“Lick you until you until you come.”
Her knees buckled.
“I want to taste you. I want to bury my face in your pussy. I want to…to…” Growling, he bit her.
Holy shit. Reality came crashing back. She pushed him back and wiggled out of his grasp. “No.”
She positioned her left leg behind her and balled her fists. From her experience aliens had a hard time with the word “no”.
He rubbed his hand across his face, as if he was trying to regain his composure. She readied for a fight.
He rocked back onto his heels and stood. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. As you can see I lost control.” He grabbed his crotch. His hand held the thickened outline of his cock.
“Is that all you?” She should have been ashamed for asking, but damn.
“It’s so freakin’…” So many words could be used to describe it, gigantic, humongous, enormous. “Big.”
He leisurely rubbed his cock. “Is it acceptable to you?”
Acceptable, said the lion to the rabbit. But she couldn’t keep her eyes off of it. It was mesmerizing.
“Do you want me to fuck you instead? We can do it here.” He motioned toward the desk. “I could clear the desk.”
She forced herself to turn away. “Does it look like I wanna fuck you or anyone else for that matter?”
He gave her an appeasing stare. “Always ready to fight. Even though the situation does not call for it. Stand down, Jess. I’m not into rough sex.”
She hesitated. When he made no moves toward her she straightened. “I told you before.”
He waved a dismissive hand. “What comes out of your mouth contradicts what drips out of your pussy.”
Heat crept across her cheeks. Betrayed. By her pussy.