Coletti Warlords: Reality Bites

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Authors: Gail Koger
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could still stand.
    Wiping the sweat out of my eyes, I collapsed on a bent piece of steel. “Another hour in that swamp, and I’d have been sprouting mold.”
    Jaylan plucked dead bugs from my hair. “I am honored to have you as my mate.”
    One look at his shuttered expression, and alarm flared to life. “Is there something you’re not telling me? Like we’re marooned on this hellhole? Forever?”
    Jaylan’s left eyebrow rose in surprise. “No. My warriors will retrieve us in two days.”
    The tension drained from my muscles. “Okay. I’ll bite. Why are you honored to have me as your mate?”
    “Your battle skills are exceptional for a female.”
    I rolled my eyes. He just had to go and spoil it. “Thanks.”
    “Only a few have killed a Skardu. It’s an extremely difficult feat.”
    “You talking about the mutant octopus or the killer insects?”
    “The octopus.”
    I shrugged. “It was a team effort, sweet cheeks. We’re partners. You save my ass. I save yours. It’s just the way it works.”
    A pleased smile curved his mouth. “Partners?”
    “Yup.” I patted my makeshift bench. “Take a load off.”
    Jaylan sank down beside me. Through a broken window, we both watched the setting sun turn the lavender sky a glowing orange. The sand glittered like a million diamonds. In the distance, lightning bolts pulsed an incandescent green in the towering banks of clouds that carpeted the swamp.
    A shudder shook me. The thought of spending a night in that monster-infested hell gave me the heebie-jeebies. I stroked Jaylan’s knee, sending him pulses of healing energy. “Sugar, not that I’m complaining—okay, I am—but your idea of a honeymoon sucks. I want a do-over.”
    A bark of laughter escaped him. “Do you?”
    “Yep. I want to go somewhere with a beach and cool ocean breezes.”
    “I think that can be arranged.”
    “Good.” I mentally scanned the area. Huh? That was kind of weird. “I can’t sense any mutant freaks. What’s up with that?”
    “The Alliance treated the sand with Bo Rai. It repels all indigenous life forms.”
    “So, we don’t have to worry about anything nasty trying to eat us?”
    “We do not.”
    “Hallelujah!” Jaylan caressed the nape of my neck, sending little tremors of lust zinging through me. God, I loved his touch. Way too much. Honey bunny was probably too tired for anything but cuddling. “Where’s a good place to set up camp?”
    He tapped an icon on his bracelet. A three-dimensional image of the base materialized in midair. Jaylan pointed to the levels below ground. “After the Alliance left, Zarek came back and built an underground installation to monitor this section of space.”
    “And the devious Overlord put it in the last place they would think to look.”
    “Exactly.”
    “Please tell me it has a bed and a shower?”
    “It does.”
    “You’re definitely a keeper.” I brushed my lips over his.
    His mouth captured mine in a long, voracious kiss.
    Need twisted inside me as his callused palms caressed my breasts. The man could make a nun come.
    The mental picture of a woman with a long, lizardlike tongue giving Jaylan oral sex popped into my mind. I broke our kiss. “Are you kidding me? You’re thinking about another woman?”
    His fingers teased my nipples. “A Coletti’s anatomy is different from a human’s.”
    “Ya think?”
    “I’m merely showing you the proper way to please me.” It was like watching a bad porn movie as Jaylan’s actress gave me explicit, step-by-step instructions on how to lap his abdominal slit and penis.
    “Enough! If I have to watch that bimbo suck your dick one more time, I’m gonna vomit.”
    A hint of laughter in his voice, Jaylan responded, “Bez is quite talented.”
    “For a lizard.” A ghostly thumb circled my clit. In retaliation, I mentally ran my nails across the slit in Jaylan’s abdomen and smiled as his big body trembled. “But, I’m your mate, not some fifty-dollar whore.”
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