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Blurb:
When Breanne is captured by an interstellar bounty hunter, she is furious. Her mission is to rescue a fellow Stargazer who fell prey to pirates, and she can't do that from the brig of Roark's spaceship.
When she convinces him that they should join forces, though, they find out just how powerful they can be together. The pirates don't stand a chance against their combined wrath.
Excerpt:
Star Haven: Sinful
Anne Kane
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Copyright ©2010 Anne Kane
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Breanne twisted and turned, attempting to loosen the man's grip. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She let out her breath in an exasperated hiss. "I'm not some little station bitch you can pick up and use for your pleasure." Her legs flailed helplessly in the air as she dangled from his broad shoulder, his arm wrapped around her midsection like an iron band.
The man just laughed and shifted his grip a little higher, his biceps pressing hard on her ass. "Feisty little thing, aren't you?" He pointed an access card at the barricade, pausing for a brief moment while the computer scanned the card. The barrier dissolved to allow them into the outer ring of the space station that housed the docking rings for travelers' spaceships. "I can see how you managed to get this far. You bluff better than a moon-cat trying to scavenge food for her kits. Your bond-master warned me about your acting skills."
"My bond-master?" Breanne stopped squirming and tilted her head to look over her shoulder at him. If he wasn't busy kidnapping her, he'd be just the kind of man she drooled over. At least six and a half feet tall, he had the broad shoulders and wide chest of a man who didn't spend his days riding herd on a desk. Long and luxurious, his dark hair brushed his shoulders in thick waves. She let her gaze slide down to his groin, where the skintight uni-suit stretched over the thick bulge of his cock. Possibilities danced through her mind and she felt heat staining her cheeks.
She gave her head a mental shake, and met his amused gaze. "You've got the wrong person. I'm a free woman. I don't have a bond-master."
"Right. You just happen to be a dead ringer for an escaped bond-servant who was last seen heading for this station aboard a stolen flitter craft." He chuckled, the sound deep and rich. "We'll see what Mr. Keiro has to say about that when I call to collect the bounty on you."
Oh great. Breanne rolled her eyes in exasperation. This Keiro person would confirm the mistake, but not before she lost precious time. And time was not on her side.
She'd hoped to meet up with the Stargazer she'd been tracking before Talia was whisked off-station again by her dubious crew. Rumor had it that Stargazer Talia was not with the crew of the Alpher of her own free will. As a member of the ruling Triad of Star Haven, it was Breanne's sworn duty to protect all Stargazers, and she took her duty very seriously.
"Perhaps you can contact this Keiro by vid-call and have him identify me?" That should end this little farce in a hurry.
"Nice try. You know he abhors the use of vid-tech." The behemoth ran his hand across her thighs in an overly familiar caress. "He set up the bounty by remote server-bot. You'll be home soon enough. You might want to consider how you plan to work off the reward he offered for your return. Bond-masters generally aren't the generous type."
Breanne groaned. She could see her chance of intercepting the Alpher and talking to Talia slipping away. She twisted her wrists, hoping to loosen the plas-tek he'd wrapped around them. No luck. The damn man knew how to tie a bond. Frustration flared in her. "You're not listening, you jerk. You have the wrong woman!" She shrieked, more in surprise than pain as the idiot had the audacity to bring his hand down on her ass in a stinging slap.
"You need to learn some manners, Breanne. Calling me names is not going to put you on my good side."
"I don't want to be on your good side." She glared at him. "I don't want to be anywhere near you."
The man took a sharp right turn and headed down one of the access corridors. "That's too bad, because I'm the only person you're going to see for the next ten solar cycles. You might want to reconsider your attitude. Life could be a lot more pleasant if you cooperate."
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