Tears of the Green Serpent: Alien love Chronicles, #2

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Cover design by: Bitten Press LLC and Suzzana C Ryan

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Other books by Suzzana C Ryan

Series The Alien love Chronicles

The Black Dragon (book One)

Tears of the Green Serpent (Book Two)

The Red Spider (Book Three)

Ashes of the Blue Phoenix (Book Four)

Underworld series

Underworld #1

Calypson#2

Overworld Gargoyle #3

Wolfen

The Final Curtain Call

Blast (a rock n roll fantasy)

Chains of Lust

M/M erotic romance

Angel

A Forbidden Kiss

Contemporary Romance

Protecting Him

Playing with the Enemy

Christmas erotic Fun

Licks

The Green Serpent

Book Two

The Alien love Chronicle

Suzzana C Ryan

Book One

The Black Dragon

The Alien love chronicles

Tears of the Green Serpent

Book Two: The Alien love chronicles

The Red Spider

Book Three

Ashes of the Blue Phoenix

Book Four

Table of Contents

Prelude:

Chapter Two

Chapter One

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

About the Author:

Blurb:

In the darkness of space, in the stillness of the silent depths, no one can hear your screams of passion.

Patrice Evans finds herself seeking protection from a handsome alien.  Perry is a Wharton, an alien species, which is highly compatible with humans. He’s also a wanted pirate, and though remarkably like humans, there is one exception, his need for blood. Wharthons are referred to as space vampires.

Somewhere between time and space, love happens. Patrice always believed if you could dream, maybe one day your dreams will come true. Will the sought-after Wharthon criminal be the love she’d been seeking her whole life, or will he take her heart and crush it.

Tears of the Green Serpent is book 2 of the series The Black Dragon, the Alien love Chronicles.

Prelude:

PERRY GENTLY KISSED the soft lips of the female with him. He wanted to show her he had no aversion to her. She’d been through hell and back, and he admired her strength. He craved her body. She was more than amply endowed: large soft breasts, full hips, and a delicate tummy; every piece of her womanly and curvy. Perry’s taste in human females ran more toward the full-figured woman; he loved a woman he could sink his teeth into, literally.

Perry was seven feet tall, all muscle and sinew. He was handsome despite the eyeteeth that slightly protruded from his full lips. They were, without a doubt, fangs. He was above average in all areas, even for a Wharthon; he needed a woman that could handle him in many ways. Patrice Evans was the amply endowed human female who harnessed the large Wharthon.

Perry preferred human women, loving the tightness of their anatomy and their compatibility. Patrice Evans was a gorgeous, honey blonde with clear, peach-colored skin. Her amber eyes looked right into a man’s soul, and Perry thought those amber depths could see his black and tarnished one. He’d been seduced by greed, lust, and selfishness.

Perry’s fangs ached as he bent his head down to her pussy, taking in her scent of arousal. His tongue was anxious to taste her. The Wharthon’s large hands slipped under her buttocks as he lifted her to his eager mouth. He loved to bury his mouth into her soft lips, searching for her ripe little clit.

As his tongue found the soft nub, he sucked at it and twirled his tongue around it, his fangs becoming dangerously sharp and aching. The female, under his delving tongue, now whispered his name in passion.

Perry, her soft voice echoed. Dear God, Perry, more, please more.

Perry’s fangs gently pierce the lips of her labia, sucking in her savory blood, arousing Patrice even further. Once he’d tasted her blood, enhancing his arousal, his tongue closed the small wounds.

Now his cock was hard, glistening with precum, and ready to fuck Patrice on command. But First, his tongue would bring her to a screaming orgasm, sucking up her juices like the delicate nectar it was to him. Then he’d ram his ample cock in her inviting pussy.

She held his dark head to her. I’ve never known such pleasure. You’ve proved to me that I can feel again. Her body arched up. Perry, oh my God, you did it again, she whispered breathlessly.

Perry loved to hear her voice, her release, and he loved that she could feel again. Perry moved his mouth from her wet pussy as she savored her orgasm, his tongue tingling in his mouth. He came over her, his fangs protruding from his lips, creating a deadly, yet desirable, sight. He gently eased his large cock into her.

His orgasm would be monstrous because Patrice had that effect on him. She was a gentle beauty and deserved better than him. He wasn’t mating material, and he’d only hurt her. He was a pirate, a marauder, and he wasn’t the kind to stick around very long. However, giving her up was not an option either. Perry had a real dilemma on his hands. He’d lost his heart and his black soul to Patrice Evans.

Chapter Two

PATRICE’S RESTRAINTS loosened, and her body fell to the floor. Still unconscious, she mysteriously found herself on a large bed, covered and alone. Who or whatever helped her hurried out of the room quickly? Patrice couldn’t open her eyes and passed out again.

When she awoke, she’d been showered, her hair dried and clean. She’d been asleep in the large bed, and the clean, crisp linens felt good on her battered body. She ached, but someone had taken care of her because her scraped lips were coated with a healing balm. Her skin now was smooth and free of the blisters that the Gorgon’s rough skin had given her.

When Patrice moved, her insides burned, and her vagina was sore. Tears began to well in her eyes. The Gorgon had put her through hell. The disgusting creature rutted her, with his large hard dick battering her body over and over again. She pushed the whole scenario from her mind because it seemed her ordeal was over for now. All she had left, as a reminder, was the pain. And the humiliation.

She was a trained agent with the Alliance, kidnapped, taken as a prisoner, and it wasn’t in the handbook that she was expected to serve as a sex slave.

Patrice was dealing with the lowest of the low in the galaxies, alien slave traders. She’d been here before, years ago, on an investigation. Trojan 5 was one of the most notorious outposts in the galaxies.

She had to get off the planet. She couldn’t endure anymore, but who or what she’d encounter was beyond her control. Would the Alliance send help once they realized the shuttle was missing? Her head sunk back into the pillows as the door opened, and in walked Tri-ai. Patrice cringed. She’d rather kill herself than put up with any more of his abuse.

I see you’re awake. Good, we need to talk. You need to know what I expect of you. If you co-operate, my lovely, you’ll service only the customers I pick for you. Behave yourself. Be a good whore, and I’ll only fuck you now and then, he said, eyeing her with a leer. "Patrice, you now belong to Trojan 5. You’re a courtesan and will demand a hefty price. You’ll service an elite clientele and make me a rich Gorgon, and it won’t be so bad. You’ll be fed and not as overworked as some of the others. I enjoyed fucking you, and in time I hope you come to have some affection for me.

You’re quite desirable. Now, get your pretty ass out of bed and get dressed, the Gordon said. Before he left, he turned to her. The burning in your cunt will stop soon, and you’ll be as good as new." He then walked out, slamming the door behind him, leaving Patrice in shock.

The warning from the Gorgon brought shivers up and down her spine. I must get out of here. I’m not servicing any of the creatures the Gorgon has lined up for me. That bastard has lost his mind.

She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. She was a bit shaky but surprisingly felt fine. She went into the dressing room, and hanging there was a simple white silk robe. She took it, glad to have something that wasn’t sheer and see-through to wear.

PERRY PAID WITH THE last of his credits for his crew and himself