Regina lost her husband four years ago. Now she lives a solitary life—by choice. But her preferences are tossed aside when an unseen force drops her into a remote jungle. There, a mysterious band of handsome, athletic men are waiting to show her that the woman who takes on their tribe has no chance to remain lonely…or unsatisfied. Enlisted as the group’s “Wikomsette” or “Wife”, her emotional and physical desires are at first resurrected, then fulfilled.
Eight men, but only one will truly claim her heart. Niku, the leader, is the first to re-awaken desire in Regina. Brannon, second in command is the most stunningly beautiful man she has ever seen, but his sweet talking may only lead to another heartbreak. Most of the other men could win her over as well, with some exceptions, such as Ax, who infuriates her mind as strongly as he melts her body.
Maneuvering her way through the tribe emotionally, is not Regina’s only concern. Kept in the dark about who they are and what their mission is, leaves her to consider several theories. Could they be covert military men? Aliens? Part of a secret cult? Eventually she will learn not only the shocking truth of who they are, but that she may play a much bigger role in the mission than any of them could have guessed, changing forever the course of her life, and of all life on Earth.
The doctor was gentle but, through Ax, asked a thousand questions about my health history. He pulled a number of things I’d never seen before out of his bag. Ax told me the doctor’s instruments were for taking and testing samples of my tissues and fluids. That information was nerve-racking, but other than some mild discomfort, the examination wasn’t painful. Brannon held my hand during the pelvic exam. I told myself to pull away from him but couldn’t. Ax looked on from the side with an unreadable expression.
“The doctor wants to know how many sexual partners you’ve had?” Ax eventually asked.
“Five,” I said, concentrating on a spot on the ceiling. The clear gel created odd distortions and shapes as the light reflected off it.
“Plus three more now, eh?” said Ax.
“No. I mean, two, up until yesterday.”
A few seconds of silence passed. I glanced sideways at Ax’s dumbstruck expression. Then he must have repeated what I’d told him, because after he spoke in the other language, the doctor and Brannon looked at me with surprise.
Brannon jumped up and ranted loudly, first at one man, then the other, and then at no one in particular. The doctor seemed to be trying to reason with him. Ax remained silent and motionless.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
By way of reply, Ax shook his head, his expression vacant as he stared at the floor.
The doctor spoke to At. Brannon sat back down, hands in his hair, muttering under his breath.
Ax’s voice was monotone when he spoke again. “Your exam is over. Dr. Sebastian says you are in good health and will be capable of fulfilling your purpose here.”
“And what is that? Just what the hell is that supposed to be? I don’t even know how I got here, but I want to go home. You can’t make me stay!”
In a tone full of irony, Ax replied, “Can’t make you stay? Woman, the fact is, even if we wanted to, we couldn’t make you go.”
Meet Emerald Lavere
Emerald Lavere is a forty-something wife, mother, dancer, singer, writer, lover of comic book heroes and heroines, good dark chocolates (especially with liquor in them), and many different flavors of art, books, and men!
A fan of just about every genre, she aims to write stories that contain something her readers will find sweet, and something surprising as well. If hot, explicit, sexual encounters happen to be included in those stories, well, it’s really not her fault. She is only recording the facts of what happens in the alternate universes, that the voices in her head tell her about. Often the voices won’t shut up until their stories have been told, so really, what else can she do?
Living in Southern California with her family and a fluffy dog she met at the local shelter, Ms. Lavere enjoys time with her family, reading, and walks. A former professional performer, she now dances for fun whenever possible, and sings often, and loudly, in her car. When she has alone time and is not working on her writing, she enjoys watching old Smallville episodes, because hot damn, there are some fine ass men on that show.
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