Firebird- Part Thirty-Seven
Firebird copyright (c) 2007 TA Chase
Part Thirty-Seven-
Two days later—
Rue concentrated on the delicate process of anchoring the transport to the asteroid. So far nothing had gone wrong their trip. They’d managed to escape the eagle eyes of the I.U.M. He’d gotten them to Mitcov even with all the distractions Vlatko had thrown at him.
He felt a gentle bump as contact was made. The anchoring lines attached themselves and he shut off the engines. Vlatko’s hands gripped his shoulders and rubbed.
“Good flying, love.”
He ducked his head to hide his smile. Rue thought it was cute and sweet that Vlatko called him by pet names.
“Thanks.” He stretched and stood. “I guess I should clean up before we try to contact them.”
He turned and his mouth dropped open. He’d never seen Vlatko in his ‘work’ clothes. The big man wore leather pants that molded to every inch of his lower body. Black military boots enclosed his feet. A sleeveless black tee-shirt covered that magnificent chest. The fabric flowed oddly and the light gleamed off it in a strange angle. He reached out to touch it. A cool metallic texture met his fingers. He frowned.
“What is this stuff?” He ignored the holster holding a 3/30 laser handgun.
“It’s fabric Kevlar. Strong enough to stop a bullet and a knife. Somehow, the scientists have figured out how to get it to recognize what’s attacking me because if it’s a laser, the atoms in the fabric will swell and bind to stop that as well.” Vlatko shrugged.
Rue tested the strength of the fabric by grasping the collar in both hands and trying to tear it. The fabric resisted and he grunted. “Shit. Are the pants made out of the same stuff?”
“It’s a combination of leather and Kevlar. I’m not crazy like some of the assassins. They trust the liquid body armor so much that they don’t wear any protection.” Vlatko shook his head and laughed. “I’m not that trusting.”
“Probably a good idea.” He stepped back to watch Vlatko slip a vest over the shirt. “What’s that?”
“A body vest. Just another form of protection. I have one for you when we go to meet with them face-to-face.” Vlatko held out a vest to him.
He shook his head. “I’m not going to wear that. I’m a thief, Vlatko. I don’t wear Kevlar or carry weapons.”
“You won’t have to carry any weapons. That’s what I’m here for. I’ll be the muscle.” Vlatko stopped his protest. “That’s what I’m good at, love, but I don’t want to take a chance that you might get hurt. The Mitcovians might not be very happy to see us.”
Rue thought about arguing, but there something in the expression on Vlatko’s face that told him the big man wasn’t going to listen to him. He took the vest and bit back a gasp of surprise when he realized how light weight the thing was. “Are you sure this is going to protect me?”
Vlatko sealed up his own vest and smiled at him. “It’ll stop anything short of a rocket blast. Go on. Get cleaned up and changed. Then we’ll see about contacting them.”
He frowned. “Now that we’re here, I’m not sure how to go about getting in touch with the right people.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll get us in. Just think about what you’re going to say to convince them to hand over one of their people for the stone.” Vlatko pushed him towards the living quarters, slapping his ass as he went by.
“Shit.” Rue realized Vlatko was right. He’d have to do some smooth talking to make the Mitcovians willing to trade with him. He started running reasons through his mind.
Snowy Monday
Snow everywhere. And very cold. I’m heading back to bed to snuggle under the blankets for a while. Don’t have to go into work until later today. Woo-hoo!Wrote some on Firebird and Two for One, a threesome short story I agreed to write for an anthology with two other LSB authors. I want to get it done as soon as possible. 🙂
The weekend wasn’t long enough, but it was a rather lazy two days, so I can’t complain.
I hope that you’re safe and warm. Have a great day.
Two Reviews for AE
Are y’all sick of this cover yet? 🙂I had to let you know that I’ve gotten two reviews for AE so far. One of them is already posted and the other will be live soon.
Elisa at Isn’t It Romantic? wrote a wonderful review for me and I’ve been answering questions from her readers about AE.
Here’s a little of what she has to say: “Angel’s Evolution is a deeply tender novel which will take your breath away.”
(Click on her blog title to go and read the rest.)
Also, Natasha from Romance Junkies reviewed Angel. It’s not posted yet, but as soon as it is, I’ll make sure there’s a live link for y’all. 🙂
But Natasha gave Angel’s Evolution 4.5 ribbons and had this to say:
“My heart traversed the emotional highway while reading this book, and I loved every minute of it. The only problem I face is the difficult decision of where to file Angel’s Evolution on my keeper shelf—should it be filed under “A” for Angel or “O” for Outstanding?”
Wow! Thank you to Elisa and Natasha for taking the time to not only read AE, but also to write up a review for everyone to read. I’m sure your opinions will help others decide whether my book is worth reading out or not. (Hopefully they’ll chose to read it.)
Thanks everyone for stopping by and checking out my blog as well. Hope you have a wonderful Saturday.
Firday is here
So I watched Crank last night with Jason Stratham (sp?). Interesting storyline and very fast-paced. But I like those kind of movies…lol. No romantic comedies for me. 🙂Didn’t get much writing done last night. Mostly just hung out and watched movies with friends.
This is going to be a short post because I’m crazy busy today.
Everyone have a great Friday. 🙂
Firebird- Part Thirty-Six
Firebird copyright (c) 2007 TA Chase
Part Thirty-Six-
Vlatko leaned over Rue, bracketing the slender thief with his arms as he braced himself on the chair. He didn’t want to put all his weight on Rue. He smelled the scent of sex and sweat. With a lazy lick, he tasted the salty drops beaded on Rue’s back and traced the outline of Rue’s birthmark.
“I’m going to miss her.” The random thought skipped off his tongue.
“Hmm…who are you going to miss?” Rue didn’t lift his forehead from the back of the chair.
Vlatko pressed his lips to the middle of the red mark, waiting for Rue’s heartbeat to slow down. “The firebird.”
“Why would you miss that creature?” Rue shifted slightly.
Both of them moaned as Vlatko slid out of Rue’s ass. He patted that tight ass and headed back to the small bathroom to clean up. He grabbed a wet cloth to take care of Rue as well. He sat down in the pilot seat and pulled Rue onto his lap. The blonde-haired man curled up, resting his head on Vlatko’s shoulder.
“Why would you miss her?” Rue asked again.
“As strange as it may sound, before you showed up, she was really the only creature I had much interaction with. I always had the feeling there was more to her than just being a bird.” He laughed. “Of course, I was right.”
“We need to get moving.” Rue didn’t make any effort to get off Vlatko’s lap.
“I know. Where do you think she came from?” Vlatko ran his fingers through Rue’s curls.
Rue shrugged. “I don’t know. Does it really matter?” A slender hand reached out and flicked the switch to get the engines running.
“I guess not.” Vlatko was wondering where Rue came from since the firebird informed him that Rue was like her. He didn’t understand how Rue couldn’t know what or who he was, but living on the streets as a throwaway didn’t lend itself to knowing anything about your past.
“Get in your seat and let’s get out of here. The sooner we meet up with the Mitcovians, the sooner we can get you cured.”
Vlatko sighed and lifted Rue up, setting him back down on the chair when he moved out of the way. As much as he wanted to find a way to stop the liquid body armor from killing him, he found he was reluctant to leave the planet. He took his seat and buckled himself in.
“Let’s get it over with, Rue. I want to know one way or the other if something can be done for me.”
Rue’s amber eyes met his and a determined light flared in them. “We’ll find a way to make you better. No matter what I have to do.”
Vlatko didn’t know if there was a cure, but he did know that he wouldn’t regret what they were about to do. For the first time in his life, he was happy.
Is it the weekend yet?
Maybe it’s because this is the first full week I’ve worked in a couple weeks, but it feels like it’s been dragging on forever. Ugh! I just want Friday to get here. 🙂
I read this book last night. Threshold by Caitlin R. Kiernan (click on the title for a blurb). I think I enjoyed it. She has an interesting writing style and intriguing story lines. I’m not afraid to say that I didn’t really get the ending, but maybe it was just me. I love the cover and I’ll definitely be going out to pick up one of her other books, Daughter of Hounds…which sounds even better than this one does.
Got another 1k done on Firebird. Up to 37k and I’m thinking I’ll need to add about 10k more to finish it. So hopefully by the end of this weekend or sometime next week it’ll be done. 🙂 Not only the blog version, but the version I plan on subing somewhere. Haven’t decided where yet.
Hope everyone enjoys this wonderful Wednesday.
Firebird- Part Thirty-Five
Firebird copyright (c) 2007 TA ChasePart Thirty-Five:
Rue glanced up at Vlatko from in front of the big man. Dark eyes burned a path straight to his heart. He’d never found anyone who saw him like Vlatko did. It was as if he was something precious and the man didn’t know what he’d done to deserve him. It was a feeling Rue could relate to because he sure as hell didn’t know what god he’d made happy to have Vlatko arrive in his life. A deep thrust drove that thick cock down his throat and he forgot about thanking anyone.
He licked up the throbbing vein, teased the ridge of the cock’s head and pushed the tip of his tongue in Vlatko’s slit. The groans and moans coming from Vlatko told Rue he was driving the man crazy. He wanted to do that, but he didn’t want to make Vlatko climax with his mouth. He wanted the man to fuck him hard and fast, so he took him to the edge and eased off.
“Don’t come.” He scrambled to his feet, placing his fingers at Vlatko’s mouth. “Get me wet.”
Vlatko grasped the base of his own cock and squeezed while opening his mouth to take Rue’s fingers in. Rue gasped as the warm moist tongue danced along his fingers, tasting and teasing. Before he came just from Vlatko sucking his fingers, he pulled them out. Whirling around, he climbed up on the pilot’s chair and braced one hand on its back. He placed his knees far apart and reached behind him.
“Fucking beautiful.” The harsh words tore from Vlatko’s lips as Rue pushed his fingers into his hole. He sighed as he stretched and prepared his ass for Vlatko’s cock. The feel of his fingers spreading and twisting inside his sensitive channel was almost too much, especially each time he brushed his gland. Just when he thought he was going to make himself shoot his load, Vlatko grabbed his hand and pulled it out of the way.
He braced both hands on the arms of the chair and pushed back, helping Vlatko impale his ass with that wonderfully hard shaft. “Take me hard. Make me feel it tomorrow.”
He was begging like the biggest slut in the universe, but anyone who’d gotten a chance to be fucked by Vlatko would beg to ride his cock again. Rue arched his back and relaxed, letting Vlatko slid in until the man’s balls hit the back of his thighs.
“Gods, the way you feel, Rue. So tight and hot.”
He felt Vlatko’s lips press against his shoulder. The words tumbled from Rue’s mouth as Vlatko started to move. “Just for you. Only for you now.”
“Damn right. Not letting anyone else have this ass, not for love or credits. Not even to save my life.” Vlatko slammed into him.
He tilted his hips and cried out as Vlatko’s cock brushed over his gland. “Right there. Again.”
Soon neither of them was coherent. Grunts and groans filled the cabin. Rue held on as Vlatko reamed his ass. He felt the strong grip Vlatko had on his hips and knew that he’d have bruises there tomorrow. His balls tightened and pleasure tingled at the base of his spine. He wanted to stroke his cock, but he couldn’t pry his fingers off the chair.
“Gonna, Vlatko.” Disbelief skated over his mind as he started to climax, strings of pearly cum coating the chair in front of him. He’d never come without a touch to his cock.
“Fuck, love.” Vlatko slammed into him and stilled as the thick cock inside him jerked.
A hot wetness filled him. He had the weirdest sensation that Vlatko was marking him from the inside. That whenever anyone saw him from this moment on, they would know that he was Vlatko’s lover. The thought made him happy.
The Black Dahlia
Watched this movie last night. Interesting story..might have to get the book by James Ellroy and read it to really do the movie justice. I sort of needed a flow chart to understand the whole thing. But all in all, not a bad movie.It’s intriguing that the murder hasn’t been solved. Sort of our own Jack the Ripper case, except as far as the police knew there was only one woman killed. Pretty gruesome.
I did some writing yesterday..mostly editing, so I didn’t end up with as many words written as I had hoped, but it’s coming along. 🙂
I hope everyone has a great Monday.
First Review
Hey everyone, I got my first review for Angel’s Evolution. Besides all the wonderful emails I got from readers…which I loved to read.Elisa put up a review for AE on her Livejournal. Click here to read it. She very nicely translated it into English for all of us foreign language challenged people. 😉
Thank you so much, Elisa.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Sunday.
Nothing New
Nothing’s happening today. It’s raining here and I’m debating whether I want to go and run errands or if I should just stay inside and write. 🙂 Since I’m feeling kind of lazy, it really isn’t that hard of a decision.Got another 2k finished on Firebird. Won’t be posting everything I wrote, but enough so you’ll know what’s happening. 🙂
Have a wonderful Saturday, everyone.
