Happy Friday, everyone! Erotic romance author buddy Anita Philmar's been kind enough to share a bit of her story Naked Rebel with us today! And it looks amazing!
Naked Rebel
A spy that prefers to work
alone, Nick Royster’s assignment is turned upside down when his superiors sends
him a personal companion. Not appreciating the need to watch someone else’s
back, he attends a dinner of Salsar’s inner group. Only to learn, he has to
sacrifice Rane to get the information he needs to end the war.
Rane knows the important of
winning. Her family slaughtered by Salsar, this is her homeland and she plans
to do whatever it takes to win her peoples’ freedom.
With
everything on the line, can these two have any future together or does love and
war equal heartache?
Excerpt
“I know it’s not much, but its
home.” At least for the last few months it’d been. Once he’d reached the rank
of top miner, it’d taken less than a year to make head foreman. Yet, he still
didn’t know the location of nustru’s purification plant.
“Nice.” A muffled voice rang
through his small two room unit.
He glanced around at the bare
walls. She couldn’t be serious.
Yes, he didn’t have to live in a
tent, but the place wasn’t a proper home for a woman either. An ugly brown
couch stood right by the door while a yellow counter with a cooler and stove
occupied the opposite wall. The doorway to the back led to a tiny bathroom and
an even smaller bedroom.
Not willing to argue about how
she never should have been sent here, Nick walked over and looked inside the
cooler. “Would you like something to drink?”
“That would be great,” whispered
through her veil.
Nick grabbed a protein drink and
turned to see her struggling with the hood covering her head. He set down her
drink and stepped to her side. The black cloak covering her really did its job.
He couldn’t see any part of her except her small hands.
“Let’s see, how can we free you
from this contraption?” He fingered the rough fabric covering her shoulders and
lifted the lip of the cloth running along her biceps.
She stepped back and lowered her
head.
He pulled. The hood fell away,
revealing her reddish-gold hair.
A loud rip preceded a soft
feminine scent, which filled the room. The cloak covering her body tore into
long strips and crumbled to the floor at her feet.
A bullet of lust shot straight to
his loins at the spectacular view. Full, creamy breasts covered by a skimpy
piece of pink lace led to a narrow waist. Another strip hung on her curvy hips
and restricted his view of her luscious center. A dark stain on her panties
made him wonder if she was already wet with need.
“Nick?”
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