Risdaverse Tales – Four Novellas In One Read Online Ruby Dixon

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 92507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
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Her eyes widen.

“Lady dra’Niiron was showing off the exotic “toy” she got for another lord, but I took one look at you and lost my heart. I had to have you. Wanted to see your smile, to hear your laughter, to breathe in your scent from the first moment I saw you. I didn’t care that she thought I was embarrassing myself or that you were another species. All I wanted was you.” I move to her side and cup her delicate face in my hands. “And now no one can ever take you from me.”

Her hands touch mine, and she smiles up at me. “Is it strange to be happy with an alien?”

“You tell me.”

Milly laughs again, the sound beautiful and sweet. She turns her head and presses her mouth to the heel of my palm, nipping at it with her teeth. “Is it strange to be completely and utterly turned on by a big blue man who wears nothing but robes that hide all his delicious muscles?”

“Not strange at all. I am sure whoever this man is, he doesn’t need ostentatious clothing to hide his pleasing form.” I like that she finds me attractive, though I’m equally amused she finds my robes so displeasing. “He has no need to preen like a ca’vii bird.”

“Well now I’m wondering what a ca’vii bird is,” Milly adds with a smile.

“I will get you one when we arrive at our home.” I think she would like something like that. They’re supposed to make good—if showy and loud—pets, and I like the thought of spoiling my delightful Milly with such things. For now, though, I just want to hold her close.

She presses another kiss to my palm, and looks up at me with shining, expectant eyes.

“You are perfect,” I tell her, wanting to remember this sight forever. “More than that, you are my perfect.” I lean down and press my mouth to hers. She’s much shorter, so I’m leaning far more than is comfortable, but it’s all worth it when she moans and her lips part under mine, our tongues meeting. I forget all about how much I’m stooping as my mouth slicks over hers, and I claim her with licks of my tongue, showing her just how much I want her, how deeply she affects me.

Milly moans against my lips and then moves her hands. A moment later, her gown rustles and I can feel it drop to the floor against my boots. She’s completely naked as she stands in front of me, and I lift my mouth from hers so I can gaze down at her beauty.

Everything about her is gorgeous. Her body is pale all over and soft, her nipples pink and her breasts large and prominent compared to the muscular, sleek physique of mesakkah females. Her waist curves in, her belly is soft and dimpled, and her hips flare out slightly and look perfect to grip with my hands as I pound into her. I love every bit of her, from the tuft of red curls between her thighs that shields her cunt from my sight to the pink nipples that look just as soft as the rest of her. I love her tiny, delicate ears and the graceful neck and even her lovely knees.

All of her is utter perfection and I ache with the need to touch her.

Milly moves forward, her gaze on me, and she reaches for the auto-fastener at the neck of my robes. “Can I look at you, too?”

I nod and help her with the fastenings. My robe opens and she brushes it aside, revealing my chest. She gazes at it for a moment, sweeping her hand down my stomach, and then lower, cupping the length of me with one bold hand.

I never expected a simple touch to feel so good. I groan, my fingers dragging through her hair. “Milly.”

“You’re very big,” she murmurs. “Big and hard and not made exactly the same.”

“Is this bad?” I hold my breath. It never occurred to me that our bodies might not match up.

“No, all of our parts still fit, I think.” She smiles up at me. “Even if they didn’t, I’d still want you.”

I shrug off the rest of my robes and tap the side of each boot to activate the auto-fasteners there, then kick them off. When I’m naked, I grab my mate into my arms and haul her toward my bed. Our bed.

She clings to my neck, her breasts pressed against my chest, and I hold her hips tight. They’re just as soft as I thought, and the perfect handfuls for me. I love that her legs automatically go around me even as she lifts her face for another kiss.

I gently lay my beautiful, lovely, human mate on the bed, twining my fingers in her soft hair, and then pin her head back as I nip at her throat. “Milly,” I murmur. “Milly va’Rin.”


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