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Friday, March 24, 2017

How can he seduce an alien? For Women Only @kayelleallen #scifi #romance

When Fawni Ruh, a Kin ambassador, visits the capitol planet of the empire, she meets security expert Khyff Antonello, a human. A death in her family forces Fawni to return home, but she can't bear to part with Khyff, and takes him along. Her family demands she cast out the human, or abdicate her future rule.
Fawni searches for an alternative and stumbles upon Khyff’s secret. The cover-up, if exposed, will betray her world to its enemies, and bare her family to open shame. Her duty is clear. Yet how can she leave Khyff to suffer in the darkness that binds his heart?
His secret truth is her people's darkest lie.

Excerpt from For Women Only

In this scene from For Women Only, Khyff awakens beside Mehfawni, the feline-humanoid Kin ambassador to the Tarthian Empire. He'd been ordered to seduce her, part of a complicated ploy by the Empress, who wants to remove Mehfawni from the Kin line of succession. It took no time on Khyff's part. The moment Mehfawni saw the gorgeous blond and blue-eyed human, she pursued him.

    Khyff drifted off to sleep, more comfortable than he could remember being in years and woke sometime later to the feel of a hand sliding down his abs and across his belly. He opened his eyes.
    When she noticed he was watching her, mild surprise widened Mehfawni's big golden eyes with their jade green flecks. "Oh, you're awake."
    "Mmm."
    "I hope I didn't wake you. You looked..." She sighed. "I wanted to touch you. You're so smooth."
    "It's okay. You can touch me any time you like." He stretched. It felt good to be rested. No light showed at the windows. "What time is it?"
    She shrugged. "I pay no attention to such things. Local time. Tradestandard time. Time zones. Time to hold council. Time to sleep." She hooked her claws into the air, a picture of frustration. "My staff open doors and pour wine and feed me. They lay out my clothes and draw my bath. All the rest of my life is work." She dragged the tips of her claws down his body.
    Khyff's skin jumped, still hypersensitive after their riotous lovemaking.
    "This--" she stroked his belly "--is outside time. This is my time. I will not look at clocks while I'm with you."
    Warmth swept over him that had nothing to do with sex. He turned the feeling over in his mind, unsure what to make of it, and held out his arms.
    She moved into his embrace, body flush against his at leg and groin, skin pressed against his. She lay half atop him, leaning a bit to one side, propped on one elbow.
    "Are you hungry, Khyff?"
    He hadn't noticed until she asked. "Starving. I have plenty of food in the kitchen. What would you like?"
    "Besides you?"
    "You can have me, too."
    She tapped his nose and sat up. "I want to take you out to dinner. In Tarth City, surely there is always food ready somewhere."
    "I know plenty of places." They had told him to prepare to be spoiled. Kin females were accustomed to being in charge. Khyff hadn't mentioned he was used to women paying his way. They liked to flaunt him to their friends and display him like a new charm on their wrist bracelets. Look what I bought.
    "Somewhere quiet." Mehfawni folded her legs, elbows on her knees. "I don't wish others to gawk at you when you're with me."
    Again, the unexpected.
    She gave a slight sniff. "Gawk is not the word? I know Etymis from classes."
    "Gawk is correct. You speak Etymis flawlessly. Hardly an accent at all."
    "I don't say b's right."
    "Bees? Buzzing bees?"
    She giggled. "Letter b's. We have no B in Felis."
    "You say them fine."
    "Not like humans."
    "Say something b-ish."
    "B-ish?" She wiggled her nose as if sniffing. "This is a word?"
    "Sure it is. I made it up."
    Mehfawni laughed.
    Khyff absorbed the sound as if it were water on the dry sponge of his soul. It filled him with joy until he thought he'd burst. Having her there beside him, laughing, enjoying time with him...he could scarcely take it in.
    "B-ish. Hmm." She tapped a claw againster her full lower lip. "Bed. Beautiful. Boy. Beautiful bad boy." Her hot gaze raked down him. "Beautiful bad boy in bed."
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Genre science fiction romance, scifi romance, space opera, military science fiction
Author Kayelle Allen
Book heat level (based on movie ratings): PG13
Publisher Romance Lives Forever Books https://bit.ly/bro-womenprint-kl
This book is free on Kindle Unlimited
Amazon http://amzn.to/1f7Ge0P
Amazon (print) http://amzn.to/2eFKee5
CreateSpace (Print) http://bit.ly/bro-women-csp
The prequel for this book is At the Mercy of Her Pleasure.

What Reviewers Say

"Kayelle Allen takes us deep into a world created by her incredible imagination with For Woman Only."
"...a rich story, full of interesting characters with deep and complex histories..."
"Ms Allen manages to use an alien culture to show the ridiculousness of sexist cultures."
"...at once engrossed in and horrified by Khyff's painful path to emancipation."
"The angst-filled hero will break your heart. The ending will heal it."
Kayelle Allen is a best selling American author. Her unstoppable heroes and heroines include contemporary every day folk, role-playing immortal gamers, futuristic covert agents, and warriors who purr.

4 comments:

Kayelle Allen said...

Thanks for having me today!

Tina Donahue said...

You're so welcome, Kayelle - always a pleasure to have you here. What a great book. :)

jean hart stewart said...

Gotta repeat Tina's sentiments...wonderful excerpt...

Kayelle Allen said...

Thank you, ladies!