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He pumped in and out. She moved her ass back against his shaft up and down and he knew he had to have her, he couldn’t wait any longer. He lifted her in his arms and pressed her back against the shower wall. Isis wrapped her legs around his waist.

He kept kissing her as he aligned the tip of his cock to her entrance. He pushed into her slowly and growled at the tight feel of her. Nothing felt this good, nothing but Isis.

He smiled as Isis moaned his name. “Torch.”

“Isis.” He began a steady rhythm. Each thrust upwards brought him closer and deeper. She squeezed him and he gritted his teeth to keep from losing his control. He had to make this good for her. But she had a different plan.

“Harder.” Isis scratched his back. Torch found that to be a real turn on. He pounded into her, grinding his hips, hitting her inner G-spot over and over until they both screamed out their release.

They slowly slunk down to the floor of the shower, still connected.

“I love you, Isis.”

“I love you too, Torch.”

“So, ready for round two?” Torch asked, already pumping in her again.

“Oh yes, show me what you've got.”

Epilogue

“Johann, the next match is one I think we have all been waiting for.”

“I agree, Poland. This is the first match Isis and Torch have fought together as a couple. Sources tell me this is going to be a hot fight.”

“I am looking forward to it.”

*****

Maxim watched on TV in the holding area as the next duo match was announced. Isis and Torch, the newly mated couple. They seemed to be happy together. How strange those emotions like happiness and love were. He shook his head, those were emotions he did not understand. It was not part of his Droid program. His human half was just as confused about all of those lighter
feelings
.

Pain, anger, hate were emotions he was familiar with. He understood those, had even experienced them. They were emotions he was able to control. He liked control. For most of his existence he did not have control. He shook his head as if to clear his memory. It was just a human habit, it did nothing to make his memory go away. His memory was a database of stored information. The only way to erase that would be to fry his circuits. He was not ready to do that.

“Everything okay?”

He turned his head away from the TV and stared at the beautiful fighter, Alana. She was every male’s wet dream, including his own. He was not immune to her appeal, but they rarely spoke to one another. He frowned, she had asked him something. “What?”

Alana looked at him with those amazing eyes of hers. “I asked if you were okay. You looked so serious.”

“Just preparing for my fight.”

They both turned to look at the TV as the next fight was called. He stood to get ready to head out. He had no shirt on and wore the GCFA logo fight shorts.

She looked him up and down licking her dry lips. “I would say that you are more than ready.”

A sharp shock went through his entire system straight to his cock. He knew this feeling, arousal. He looked at her tiny two piece GCFA outfit. It hugged every curve. Her luscious breasts were lifted and showcased to perfection. Another sharp shock of arousal went through him again. He simply stood there and stared at her. Not sure what to do.

Alana stood and walked over to him. She stood just inches from him. Her lips parted and she spoke in that soft sexy voice of hers.

“It’s showtime.”

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Excerpt from Katieran Prime

Katieran Prime Book One

by KD Jones

“We have a security breach in the interview room!” The lieutenant sounded out of breath.

“I’m on my way!” He looked at Ren and knew he had heard about the breach. Ren nodded that he was coming too.

The two men turned to run at full speed toward the hotel ballroom that was being used to conduct the interviews. As soon as they burst through the double doors, they both came to a screeching halt. They were unprepared for what met their eyes.

About fifteen Earth females stood cowering against the walls of the interview room. That wasn’t what caught their immediate attention. Near the center of the room were six Earth females standing in a tight circle, with one lone female standing in the center of the protective circle. The female seemed to be swaying slightly.

Katieran warriors surrounded the circle of Earth females, giving commands to the females to calm themselves, to which the Earth females responded by shouting back at the warriors to shove something up. . . Ren wasn’t exactly up on Earth vernacular. One female, with a brunette braid falling midway down her back and dressed in Earth’s warrior attire, seemed more aggressive. As two Katieran warriors advanced towards her, the female warrior took them both down to the floor.

Ren looked at his brother, who seemed just as shocked as he was.

“By the fiery flames of Kitana, what is happening here?” The commander looked at the nearest lieutenant who was sweating fiercely. “Why are the females acting this way?”

The lieutenant looked at both the Prime Leader and the Prime Commander and hated that he was the one having to explain the situation. “Prime Commander, those seven females came in right at the end of the interview session. The medics had been dismissed, so the females were not given the translators. We tried to explain the interviews were over, but they did not understand without the translators.”

The lieutenant continued, “We noticed right away the female in the middle of the circle was breeding and seemed very sick. We tried to get her to come with us to have the medics check her out. She did not understand and feared us. The female warrior took a protective stance and the other five females joined her and formed a protective circle. The female breeding looks to be in very bad shape.”

Ren could barely make out the female in the circle’s center. She was wearing a large jacket and had covered her head with a hood. But he could smell her. She had the extra hormones associated with breeding. She smelled like the sweetest flowers grown in Katiera’s well-groomed gardens. He liked the way she smelled.

“Warriors, report!” Commander KydEL yelled. All the warriors presented themselves before the Prime Commander. Kyd stared into the light brown eyes of the female warrior before he turned his attention to his warriors. He touched the comm link attached to his ear to call the medics back to the interview room immediately with seven translators.

He assigned each warrior the responsibility of carefully subduing a female while the medics administered the translators. Kyd planned to subdue the female warrior himself, since none of his lieutenants wanted the task. Ren would be responsible for reaching the female breeding and ensure her safety.

All Katierans held the health and safety of females and children to be of the highest importance.

As the medics arrived with the translators, each warrior took a spot in front of a female. Kyd stood in front of the female warrior. His six foot eight towered over her five foot five height. He liked that she was much smaller than he was. He gave her an arrogant smile that made her respond by sticking out her tongue at him. His sex instantly hardened.
Damn female
.

Ren stood back behind the warriors but kept himself at a slight angle so he could keep his eyes on the female in the center of the circle. The other females were yelling words that didn’t quite translate to Katieran. Ren wasn’t sure that was a good sign.

The Commander let out a loud shrill whistle, which was the signal for the warriors to move. As one, the warriors surged forward, each one grabbing hold of a female and dragging her away from the circle. The warriors wrapped their arms carefully, but tightly, around each female, holding their arms down by their sides.

Ren held his hands up non-threateningly as he approached the frail female. He could smell her panic. She only stood about five foot three. She shivered and looked very pale. She looked up at him as he neared and turned in an attempt to run, but she lost her footing. She started to fall.

Ren acted quickly as he rushed forward to catch the female in his arms. The hood fell off her head to reveal long, red hair. It was as flaming red as Katiera’s second sun. Beautiful hair. He lifted her easily into his arms and pulled her gently against his chest. She looked into his eyes and his breath caught. She had light green eyes. They were a shade lighter than the Waters of Katiera, and just as beautiful.

The female struggled to get free, which was pointless, he was too strong. It was all too much for the weakened female. She soon fell unconscious in his arms. Worry for the female’s well-being consumed him. He yelled for the medics.

Excerpt from Rage

Galactic Cage Fighters Book One

by KD Jones

The recorded fight they had just watched was one with which Rachel was familiar. She had actually watched the match with her friends and co-workers at the local Galactic Pub. Rage had been her uncle’s favorite.

“I am not sure I understand what the mission is. Did you want me to investigate the fighter?” Rachel asked, not taking her eyes off Rage. Even covered in alien blood, he was hot. He stood over seven feet tall and was reported to weigh two hundred fifty pounds. His body was all muscle.

“We want you to start your investigation with the GCFA circuit. It may lead to individual fighters.” Marks handed Rachel a personal electronic display, a PED, with a beautiful woman’s image on it. She had long, sable brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. She had mixture of a Hispanic descent, and she was human, at least in appearance.

“Her name is Lucinda Stamos. Her uncle is Senator Jon Stamos of the Eastern Quarter of the Omega Region. She went missing a little over two months ago,” Marks informed her.

“What does her disappearance have to do with the GCFA?” Rachel asked as she studied the image of the young woman.

“She was celebrating her college graduation with friends. They went to one of the GCFA matches and according to her friends, she started an affair with one of the fighters. She followed him on their circuit tour, but somewhere along the way, she just disappeared. Her friends and family haven’t heard anything from her and the GCFA released a statement saying she left the spaceport hotel on her own.”

Rachel looked again at the image of Rage. Was he involved somehow? Could he be the boyfriend? A part of her hoped that he wasn’t as she asked the question, “Who was the fighter she was involved with?”

“Talon, according to the friends’ reports, but this is bigger than just her. She’s the eighth human woman to go missing in the last six months. They were women of different ethnicities, from all over the eight regions. The one common thread linking them is that they were all last seen at a GCFA match before they were reported missing. I’ve downloaded a report on each woman for you,” Marks stated.

She quickly scrolled through the summaries of each case. Each woman had last been seen in one of the regions on the GCFA circuit. The circuit covered eight regions—Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Omega, Delta, Kappa, Theta, and Zeta. Each region was also separated in four quarters—Eastern, Western, Northern, and Southern, with each quarter containing a million galaxies. That was a lot of ground to cover, and it was only a small piece of the enormous universe.

The young women had gone missing from almost every region on the GCFA circuit. The first girl, Lauren Crabtree, was reported missing from the Alpha Region. Then two girls, Sandra Tate and Melissa Dearling, went missing from the Delta Region. Barbie Vent went missing from the Beta Region. Two more, Robin Teros and Vanna Jones, were from the Theta Region. Candy Simmons had gone missing from the Gamma Region. The final girl, Lindy Stamos, went missing from the Zeta Region.

As Marks was explaining the disappearances of the other women, Rachel looked at their images on her PED, one right after another. They were all young and beautiful. “Did you question the fighter, Talon?”

“We tried, but the GCFA lawyers have been giving us grief about harassing their fighters. It’s been hard to get answers from him or anyone associated with the GCFA. The statement their publicity team released stated that each of the women in question left of their own accord.”

“So you want me to question them?” asked Rachel as she continued to stare at the girls pictures on the PED.

“Not directly. We want you to go undercover as a new female fighter for the GCFA,” Marks continued to explain. “They’ve been off the circuit for two months. They’re about to re-start their GCFA tour again in about six weeks. We want you to pose as a new fighter and go with them on their circuit to investigate from the inside. We believe they may talk to you as a fellow fighter. I have to warn you¯if you accept this assignment, you’ll be going in solo.”

“Okay, I’m in,” she said without hesitation.

“Good. Once your training is complete, we’ll set you up with an identity,” Marks told her.