Fire Pearl (Beyond Ontariese 5)

F
ire
Pearl

By
Cyndi Friberg

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Copyright ©
2013 Cyndi Friberg.

Cover art by
Dar Albert

Editor: Mary
Moran

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Publication, April 2013

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Cyndi Friberg

Beyond Ontariese
:

Taken by
Storm

Operation
Hydra

City of
Tears

Mystic
Flame

Fire Pearl

Consort

Rebel Angels
:

Rage and
Redemption

Echoes and
Embers

Splendor and
Darkness

Non-series
:

Tainted
Hearts

Tears of the
Dragon

Therian Heat
:

Therian
Priestess

Therian
Prey

Therian
Promise

Therian
Prisoner

Therian Prize
(Coming Soon)

Cyndi
Friberg

Beyond Ontariese, Book
Five:
Lord Drakkin promises his dying friend that he will
protect and train Aria. He will unleash her latent abilities and
help her reach her Mystic potential. But first he must find
her.

Drakkin tracks Aria to Earth, but quickly
realizes it’s too dangerous to leave her there. He is shocked by
her resistance and the passion she ignites in him. He is honor
bound to keep his vow, with or without her cooperation.

After years of abuse and isolation, Aria has
found a life of her own. Then Drakkin sweeps in and kidnaps her,
claiming his bizarre behavior is for her own good. Despite the
attraction smoldering between them, she wants nothing to do with
the arrogant Bilarrian. No one will ever control her again, not
even the charismatic stranger who sends her senses reeling every
time they touch.

Note to Readers:
This book contains
detailed descriptions of sizzling passion only suitable for mature
readers.

From Cyndi:
Drakkin and Aria’s story
was originally the second half of
Crossfire
. But numerous
emails requested that I separate and expand the story into its own
book. I’ve always been fascinated by Drakkin, so it didn’t take
much to convince me to delve deeper into his character. I more than
doubled the length of the original story and I hope everyone will
be satisfied with the result. Though
Fire Pearl
is primarily
a scifi romance, it also has some fun paranormal and mystery
elements. So, here is the new and improved
Fire Pearl.
Enjoy!

Tingling and breathless, Aria Myer rolled to
her side and snuggled against her lover. Faujer sprawled on his
back, eyes closed, panting. She smiled, pleased by his obvious
satisfaction. At times the responsibilities of commanding a Rodyte
Cutter distracted him from their lovemaking. Tonight, however, he’d
been ravenous, almost insatiable.

She glanced at his ruggedly handsome face,
framed by curly dark hair, then trailed her finger from the base of
his throat to his navel. He caught her wrist before she could
complete the descent.

“Go to sleep.” His tone was more grumble than
command, so she splayed her fingers against his belly and tried to
relax. Desire simmered and her body ached, despite their recent
tumble. She savored the excitement of having Faujer inside her, but
true fulfillment always remained just out of reach.

The past few weeks had conspired to keep them
apart. It wasn’t that she needed to be near Faujer night and day,
but he’d been especially preoccupied lately. She slipped out of bed
and crossed the compact cabin. Sector patrols kept the ship
continually in motion. The all-male crew knew better than to speak
with the captain’s woman. Even direct eye contact was discouraged.
She understood the practice was for her safety. Still, she was
restless and often alone.

Stepping into the utility room, she activated
the cleansing mist. Her mind drifted as the fresh-smelling spray
coated her skin. Her mother had been a space pet, the sort of
pleasure servant assigned to most Rodyte ships. Faujer’s security
team had stopped the ship on which her mother was stationed for a
routine inspection. Annoyed by the delay, one of the crewmembers
sneaked away for a quick visit with her mother. He found Aria alone
in her mother’s cabin instead and decided to break in the new pet.
Faujer responded to Aria’s terrified screams and challenged the
brute for the right to her virginity. A vicious fight ensued and
Faujer killed the abusive man. Knowing the crew would turn on the
women as soon as he left the ship, Faujer had seen no option but to
take them with him.

Night after night, Aria waited for Faujer to
claim his prize. Even her mother didn’t understand why he
hesitated. When he finally summoned her to his quarters, he
explained that he had no desire for a pet. If she were willing to
be his lover, he would welcome her in his bed, but he wouldn’t
share her with his crew.

She had no misconceptions about the nature of
their relationship. She was his sexual companion, nothing more.
Turning to face the mist dispenser, she rubbed the silky film into
her skin. Faujer’s possessiveness had allowed her to avoid her
mother’s vocation, but he treated her with no real significance, no
true affection. Despite their passionate interludes, she felt
isolated and empty. If only there were some way she could reach
beyond his disciplined reserve. If only…

Her heart gave an uncomfortable lurch, so she
let the thought trail away. She was the daughter of an
insignificant space pet. Why should she expect more out of life?
She scrubbed her hair and ignored the ache building deep in her
abdomen.

Echoes of sensation rippled through her body.
Warm hands stroked her flesh and a hungry mouth moved against hers.
She brushed the tops of her breasts and dipped low across her
belly. Faujer always took her quickly, thinking only of his
release. She was there to pleasure him. Her satisfaction was
incidental. Tonight had been no different. He’d kissed her briefly,
caressed her long enough to make her wet then thrust fast and hard
until he shuddered with release.

Her nipples gathered as she imagined his
lips, his tongue, his teeth, nibbling and sucking her breasts until
she cried out and arched her back. The images focused, making the
fantasy more intense. Sweat gleamed on his smooth chest. Dark
tendrils of hair clung to his sculpted cheeks. He knelt between her
thighs, pressing against her entrance.

No
. She wasn’t ready. She was never
ready when he took her. She eased her hand between her thighs,
imagining his fingers touching her, building her need. Immersing
herself in the fantasy, she pictured him raising one of her legs to
his shoulder and gazing into her eyes.

The incandescent blue rings separating his
irises from his pupils darkened then gradually transformed.
Faujer’s features shifted, growing sharper, starkly compelling. Her
heartbeat raced and she struggled against the vision’s sensual
pull. She didn’t know this man, hadn’t been with anyone but Faujer.
The stranger lowered his mouth to her folds and caressed her with
his tongue. Shocked and intrigued, she squirmed against his mouth
as his gaze branded her soul.

Pleasure gathered, spiraling up through her
body. Who was he? How had he intruded on her fantasy? She shook her
head, unable to banish the carnal images. Hot. She felt so
incredibly hot.

Mine.
She heard the word clearly and
her body vibrated on the brink of orgasm. He licked and sucked her
most intimate flesh, taking her to the edge again and again.
Shaking, she stumbled back against the shower stall.

He raised her other leg to his shoulder and
pushed into her throbbing core. Inch by glorious inch, he filled
her. He drew back just as slowly and her inner muscles clenched,
not wanting to let him go. Each slow, deep thrust drove the
sensations higher until she feared she’d go up in flames. This was
so different from anything she’d felt with Faujer. Who was…? Wh…?
Her thoughts scattered as pleasure burst through her abdomen. She
pressed her thighs together and smothered a cry.

The vision faded, sensation receding along
with the stranger’s face. She licked her lips and finger combed her
hair out of her eyes. Muddled and shaky, she pushed away from the
wall and turned toward the spray.

“Rinse.” She lifted her face to the cool
water. What had just happened? She often had vivid dreams. Some of
her dreams corresponded so closely with events that she was afraid
to talk about them. Still, this was the first time a vision had
taken over her mind.

Her body tingled and heat rolled across her
nerve endings. Why was she so hot? She’d become adept at releasing
the sexual frustration Faujer created with his selfishness. Still,
none of those orgasms had begun to compare with the pleasure she’d
just felt.

Deactivating the shower, she grabbed a towel
off the rack and searched her memory for the stranger’s identity.
She had to have encountered him at some point, she simply couldn’t
remember when. Pulling on a gown of shimmering jewel tones, she ran
a comb through her hair and returned to the adjoining cabin.

Faujer had rolled onto his side, not
bothering to pull up the covers. How would she ever be able to
tolerate his careless treatment now that she knew what she was
missing?

Your assignment is complete. You will bring
her to me at week’s end.

Aria pressed her hands to her temples as the
voice erupted in her mind. She didn’t recognize the first man, but
Faujer replied,
But, Sir, if the crisis is past, there is no
reason—

Are you questioning my orders?

She was hearing Faujer’s thoughts, no, his
dreams. How was this possible?

You will deliver her to me and that’s
final.

Was this why Faujer had been so eager? Was he
about to give her to another man? A terrifying possibility took
shape within her mind. Did the demanding voice belong to the man
with the red-ringed eyes? Her mind reproduced his image with
disconcerting clarity and a violent shiver shook her body.

Mine.

The room swelled in and out of focus. She
grasped at Faujer’s desk, but her hand passed right through. Panic
surged. She screamed, the sound lost in the building roar. Her arms
flailed and her legs kicked, but she hung suspended in space.
Rushing colors consumed reality.