G'baena's Pirates
Sequel to Tee-
ani’s
Pirates
G’baena’s Pirates
Rescued from slavery,
G'baena
finds life among humans surprisingly satisfying. She's building a new life for herself and happily falling in love with Devlin, but the unexpected arrival of
Kam
, a man from her past, complicates her bright future.
Kam's
twin brother died a few months ago. According to
G'trobian
law, that makes
Kam
dead also, so now he roams space trying to survive in any way possible. Discovering
G'baena
alive was the last thing he expected.
Devlin finds himself struggling with jealousy and an unexpected attraction, but keeping
G’baena
and
Kam
safe while rescuing
G’baena’s
mother and sisters, protecting the pirate ship’s crew from attack, and infiltrating the slave trade may just prove more difficult than anyone ever expected.
G’baena
,
Kam
and Devlin are willing to try love the
G’trobian
way--with a twist--but can their fledgling relationship survive confusion, a traitor, and an intergalactic conspiracy?
Genre:
Futuristic, Ménage a
Trois/Quatre
, Science Fiction
Length:
50,710 words
G’BAENA’S PIRATES
Sequel to Tee-ani’s Pirates
Rachel Clark
MENAGE AMOUR
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Regarding E-book Piracy
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DEDICATION
For my Mum
Sequel to Tee-ani’s Pirates
RACHEL CLARK
Copyright © 2010
Prologue
Several Earth years ago…
G’baena surreptitiously glanced around the small waiting area, trying to hide the panic welling inside her. She didn’t want to be here, wanted to be anywhere but here, but her fathers had told her it was her duty. Since she’d been old enough to remember, she’d known that once she’d lived twenty-four cycles she would be mated to the crown princes of G’trobia. But to do that, she apparently required training.
She’d never met
G’Bende-anrali
or G’Beydeatrey, but her mother had given her pictures, and G’baena had secretly wondered what all the fuss was about. True, they were very handsome, but in the pictures they seemed restless, like they’d rather be anywhere but standing there getting their image taken.
Today, she could really relate to that feeling.
“So, this is G’baena.” The voice was cool, clipped, very professional, but she cringed just the same. The man stood in front of her, towering over her with his height, looking at her like a jeweler would look at a gem—checking for flaws, checking for faults.
He spun his finger in the air, and it took her a moment—and her father’s growl—before she realized the man meant for her to turn around. Like the dutiful daughter she was, she turned and faced away from the man.
“Her shape seems acceptable. Is she obedient?”
G’baena tried not to react to the conversation going on around her. Even though her mother had explained it to her on many, many occasions, she still felt very uncomfortable being spoken about as if she wasn’t in the room. She heard her father’s fawning reply and wanted to cry. Of course she was obedient. She’d learned very early the punishment for not listening or not reacting quickly enough.
“We will train her, but understand this: If she fails the concubine training, a report will be sent to the palace, and the planned union will be rejected.”
G’baena tried not to shiver. She had no idea what concubine training entailed, but her fathers had told her that a true mate of G’trobian princes did as she was told without question, and that she would have to work hard to learn everything these men would teach her. At least by being here, she would be free of both of her fathers’ ire, but she worried that the people here just may be worse. Having two fathers, both with extremely short tempers, had made life very unpleasant, but she knew things could be much worse. Her cousin, G’binya, was proof of that.
“Not a problem,” her father said. “You will find that she is not only compliant, but that she learns very quickly. I have made certain of that myself.” Again, G’baena tried to hide her reaction, but the man aggressively turned to her father, his eyes studying the chubby face intently.
“Is she a virgin?” he growled in a menacing tone.
“Of course,” her father said quickly, seeming to shake his head in denial of a question the man didn’t ask.
“You can leave now,” the man said to her father pointedly. Her father turned and left the room without looking at her, and strangely, despite this man’s hostility, she felt nothing but relief to see her father go. The man stepped forward, put his hand under her chin, and tilted her face up so that she looked him directly in the eye. She’d never made direct eye contact with a man other than her fathers, and her mind screamed at her to lower her face. The man held her still even as she began to wriggle in fright.
“That’s what worries me, little one,” he said quietly. “He taught you fear, not obedience. Here, you will learn to actually want to please your mates, not to fear them.” She stilled as his hand held her chin tighter. “I can teach you.”
Something warm slithered through her veins, something foreign, almost akin to happiness. He held her gaze as he lowered his head and captured her lips in a gentle kiss. “Do not fear me, sweet G’baena. We will teach you how to please your mates.” G’baena felt her knees weaken at the kindness the man showed her. All her life she’d been treated like an object, like a possession, but here was a man treating her like a person.
“Take your clothes off.” When she hesitated, he quietly repeated the order. “Take your clothes off. Your first lesson begins now.” Wanting very much to please him, she did as he instructed. When he put slight pressure on her shoulders, she fell to her knees in front of him. “Good girl,” he said, sending a myriad of unfamiliar emotions straight through her heart.
