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  TORRID TEASERS

  VOLUME 27:

  EQUAL OPPORTUNITY SEDUCTION &

  THE COMMANDER'S MATE

  by

  Cheri Valmont

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  WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT

  SWEET SUMMER RAIN

  Sweet Summer Rain #1 Bestseller

  "...Ms. Valmont has a true gift of descriptions; be they of places, people or emotions. This gift allows the reader to truly step into the story as though stepping through a doorway. The characters are really strong and seem to interact with both reader and the other characters in the book ... every character will draw emotions out of the reader."

  Reviewed by Shaiha [email protected]

  "...Ms. Valmont uses exceptional imagery and will pull you into each scene created..."

  Reviewer: Klarissa, Joyfully Reviewed

  WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT

  CAJUN FIRE

  Cajun Fire #3 Bestseller

  "Cajun Fire is a hot, scorching read that brings a variety of characters into play and holds them together like glue until the last page. Lizabeth is a young girl troubled by events in her life and she needs a man to be in charge of her, while searching for her own goals and personality. The stirring conversations with the characters, all play an important role for each member and really makes this one remarkable read. Cheri Valmont details the story of a young girl trying to come to terms with her family and her adoption. She takes a mixture of hunger and envy, along with family secrets to keep the pages turning. The story immediately takes off burning and by keeping the story easily flowing, the reader doesn't get lost with any of the storyline. The characters emit great emotional sensations, and some hot erotic scenes that smolder the pages."

  Rating: 5 Angels, Reviewed by: Linda L., Fallen Angel Reviews

  "CAJUN FIRE by Cheri Valmont grabbed me from the very beginning. At first Lizbeth seems like a spoiled little girl just using sex as a weapon. And she wields that weapon well. Once she meets Jubal, though, Lizbeth undergoes a change. She craves only what Jubal can give her. Jubal is ex-military and a dominant man who is looking for the perfect submissive. He needs a woman who can give as well as she gets. Lizbeth shows him that she is definitely woman enough, and his brand of loving is exactly what the doctor ordered. The sex between them is sizzling and emotionally charged. But before the two can come clean about their relationship, Jubal must complete his mission, the reason he came to town in the first place, to convince Jonas to meet their father and the rest of the family before their father passes away. Keeping his mind on the task at hand gets harder each time he touches Lizbeth and holds her in his arms ... Stimulating, plot-driven, and highly erotic, Cheri Valmont's CAJUN FIRE is not to be missed."

  Sinclair Reid, RRTErotic

  WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT

  TAMING THERA IN

  WCP LUST ANTHOLOGY

  "Take one medieval hoyden that must now take her departed sister's place and marry a powerful warrior and what you get is a mixture of untamable woman and a man that plans to conquer her. Their combination is fierce and potent.

  Ms. Valmont put this medieval tale on a direct path to a wonderful and heated read. Her writing is clear and precise. Ms. Valmont's voice was perfect for this story."

  Individual rating: 4 hearts

  Overall Rating for LUST 4 Hearts

  Reviewer: Janalee, Love Romances & More Reviews

  WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT

  SEX MACHINE IN

  TORRID TEASERS VOLUME 21

  "The first story in the Kazphyrian series.

  "Sex Machine is a fun story perfect for as a quick read. Cheri Valmont does a remarkable job developing her characters in such a short tale. There is humor and passion and the relationship between Zand and Teena did not seem forced. Sex Machine is a nice example of Cheri Valmont's talent."

  Rating 4 kisses, Reviewer: Tara Renee, TwoLips Reviews

  Dedication

  To the girls: Dawn, Lauren, Sarah, and Victoria, who are always there with an encouraging word or a swift kick when warranted. You're the best.

  To my honey, whose encouragement and support make it possible for me to live out my dreams of letting my imagination soar and offering the results to my readers.

  EQUAL OPPORTUNITY SEDUCTION

  by

  Cheri Valmont

  Chapter 1

  Bradeon Gosh-Ere grabbed the remote from the crimire table as he lay on his side watching the Kazphyrian Citizen Report. He lowered the volume of the commercial that blasted higher than the regular programming. It felt good to be off work during the darkness for a change. Working in a busy Kaz Casualty on the dreaded sleep-cycle shift kept him busy.

  He was relieved he hadn't answered his personal transmission unit when it buzzed the moment he'd stepped out of the shower. He'd pulled on the loose-fitting shorts, the only clothes he was wearing now, before reaching for the unit. At the last minute, he decided to let the answering device pick up.

  When he heard his sister Aimee's inquiring voice, he breathed a sigh of relief that he'd avoided her probing questions about his single status. If he had answered that trans call, she would have grilled him about his plans and anybody new he was seeing. When was he going to choose a mate? Brad wished Aimee would mind her own business. He was perfectly happy with his life.

  Brad shared his apartment with Hankren Tereamin, who was a Kazphyrian Trade and Being Transport Pilot and rarely home, so for all purposes, he had the place to himself. Brad was sure his sister didn't want to hear about the bevy of females who passed through here. Or since she was so nosy, and doing what she thought was in his best interest, Aimee might have wanted to know about it. Maybe then, she would quit worrying about his unmated state. Not that Brad didn't think about finding a mate occasionally
.

  The banging sounds coming from the hall had Brad pointing the remote toward the Telepromtor once again, turning it off, so he could listen to the commotion coming from outside his door. He sat up just enough to look over the back of the couch toward the door.

  He heard the sounds of shuffling around, almost as though someone was anxious to make it through the door. Hank? Brad listened intently when he heard some whispers and moans. The door swished open suddenly, and two bodies came rushing in, almost stumbling in their haste, tearing at each other's clothes.

  Jardem! He hated to interrupt them by making his presence known. Their frantic movements hinted that nothing would stop them anyway.

  So Brad kept quiet, but continued watching. He hadn't seen Hank in several moons—actually since Hank's last layover in Kantrer, the Kazphyrian city they lived in. The two of them were like spaceships that passed in the darkness. Hank looked like he'd gotten some sun, probably from one of the posh planets he transported some rich territory governor's family to, and of course, he was still as toned—muscles etched as if by a master artist—as he always was. The female with him was blonde and fit; the type of body that typified a space-stewardess in Brad's mind. Brad watched her practically rip off her clothes as she and Hank continued kissing, kneading, and fondling each other with barely suppressed violence.

  As he watched the explosive passion in the kitchen unit, Brad could feel his dick stir. He repositioned his shaft, since he was hard enough now that the tip was pushing open the senche material of the waistband on his shorts.

  Keeping his eyes trained on the action, he soaked in Hank's muscular and darkly tanned body, along with the slightly tanned skin and supple body of his guest. When they finally tore off their uniforms, Hank picked up the female and shoved her onto the kitchen-unit table.

  There was more grunting and moaning as they kissed as if they were fighting. “Hold on, babe, gimme a sec,” came Hank's rough instruction. Brad knew what Hank was doing even if he hadn't been watching the whole scene. Hank might screw the countryside, but he always wore a sterility sheath. No unwanted senetted females for Hank.

  "Mmmm, oh ... Hank,” the woman moaned and then, seconds later, let out a sharp gasp as Hank plowed into her cunt.

  Watching Hank pound into the girl was getting to Brad. Hank's bare ass muscles clenching, his long, lean legs braced apart, leaning over as he jerked and thrust into her. He hadn't realized how much he missed Hank until he saw his friend again. The shaggy, mussed black hair, worn in a similar style to Brad's his own light brown, was almost shoulder-length. Desire was riding Hank hard. Brad could see it in the sexy expression on his face, with his full lips, sinfully long sooty lashes, and eyes the color of caraca. The couple continued their actions for another minute. “Come on, babe,” Hank's dark, sultry voice told her, before grabbing her bodily off the table, to come barreling in Brad's direction.

  Brad fell back flat on the drescron couch, hearing more frantic movements, hoping Hank didn't mean to finish their interlude on the sofa.

  Brad jerked in response as the upper part of the girl's body came flying over the back of the couch. Her tits bouncing, the long blonde hair flying about her face in wild abandon, her eyes were shut, her sexy mouth parted with her moans and gasps of pleasure. He could hear the pounding sounds of Hank fucking her. Now Brad was as hard as rocled steel—what the hell was he supposed to do? He wanted to grab the girl's bouncing breasts and squeeze them.

  Blast it! He couldn't just lie still while they fucked above him. To hell with it. Giving into his desire, Brad grabbed the girl's tits and squeezed. At first she groaned loudly, probably thinking Hank was taking the privilege, but somehow she must have sensed these caresses were coming from another direction.

  "Oh ... who..."

  Hank stopped pounding into the female's pussy, but kept his hands on her hips. When Hank saw him rise slowly from the sofa, he grinned.

  "Nina, meet Brad. Brad, Nina. Nina, do you mind if my unitmate joins us?” The question seemed to be only perfunctory, because Hank nodded to him.

  The wide-eyed Nina smiled at him, with her hair blown wildly around her face, hanging down the sofa and over her naked back. He shucked off his shorts, leaving him completely naked. As Hank resumed fucking the delicious Nina, Brad placed one foot on the couch, bringing his penis to her beckoning mouth. Grabbing some of that glorious blond hair, Brad angled her face so he could easily slip his cock between her lips.

  He felt Hank's gaze on him as he began to fuck Nina's mouth. Both men grinned as they thrust their cocks into the luscious Nina, who was moaning and writhing under their ministrations. Brad reached down with one hand to resume kneading Nina's breasts, relishing the feel of her turgid and tightly furled nipples. When Brad took his intent gaze from Nina's enraptured face and looked over at Hank, he was just in time to see Hank's hand reaching for his nipple. Pulling on Brad's nipple, Brad savored the sensation as he pulled on Nina's.

  Smiling with pleasure, Hank and Brad gazed at each other.

  Hank leaned forward, as did Brad, and they shared a very erotic kiss above Nina's back, neither one stopping their actions. Hank pulled away slightly. “Mmmm, it's good to be home,” Hank whispered before leaning forward again to resume their kiss.

  Then to Brad's delight, Hank broke the kiss and leaned down to begin kissing Nina's cheeks. Once he kissed his way to her busy mouth, the two of them shared a highly erotic kiss around Brad's cock. Sweet stars! Nina and Hank were driving Brad insane with pleasure. He couldn't stop the involuntary jerking and pumping of his hips as the two of them kissed his cock. Shivering with ecstasy, Brad watched Hank continue to pound Nina's cunt. Then Hank took over from Nina to suck Brad's cock, with Nina raining frantic kisses along Hank's face and down Brad's shaft.

  "Arghhhh,” Brad groaned as Hank reached around to knead his ass, pulling Brad forcefully into his mouth. Jardem! Brad knew how Hank liked it, so he began pounding into Hank's mouth. Hank was an explosive combination of sexual energy. Still thrusting into Nina, he seemed to be sucking Brad's soul from his body by way of his cock. He was always magnificent to watch when he was in the throes of sexual ecstasy.

  "Oh ... I'm ... coming!” Nina got out as she began writhing. Hank's enjoyment of it all transmitted itself to her by way of his increased force.

  Brad's eyes fluttered closed, relishing the sound of Nina's scream as her climax exploded, his abdomen tightened as he climaxed violently, shooting his hot cum into Hank's receptive mouth. Hank sucked Brad dry before releasing him, raising up to grab Nina's hips again. He reached down and used Nina's own love juices to lubricate the sweet flower of her tight pink anus. Brad reached under Nina to continue kneading her tits, and by her moans and gasps, she was still excited.

  When Hank pushed his thick cock into Nina's ass, Brad grabbed and pinched her mounds. She was thrashing with the sensations he and Hank were causing in her. Holding Nina steady, Hank closed his eyes as he began to pump into her tight hole. The sight before him mesmerized Brad. The two of them were a sight to behold. Brad's rod had hardened again. So as not to disturb the couple both intent on reaching their fulfillment, he grabbed his cock with one hand as he continued to knead Nina's large globes with the other, and began pumping himself while he enjoyed the show.

  When he observed Hank's neck muscles bunch, Brad knew the time was near.

  "Oh ... yes ... Jardem ... yes!” Nina screamed again as she climaxed for the second time.

  "Arghhhh ... stars ... yes!” Hank shouted, then gave a long protracted groan as he rammed his cock repeatedly into Nina's ass, riding his climax to the hilt.

  That was all it took for Brad to slam his eyes shut, his own body jerking, as he pumped himself to another climax.

  Opening his eyes, Brad saw the couple was so spent that Nina's body sagged into the back of the sofa as Hank spooned her. Everyone's breathing was coming in short gasps. Brad took a deep breath, trying to steady his breathing and his pounding heart. He heard Nina moan beneath Hank's
satisfied form.

  Hank shifted, kissing Nina's cheek, then her mouth, before he rose. “That was sweet, babe. Thanks.” After which, he pulled out of her.

  "Mmmm, you're welcome,” she breathed. When she looked up at Brad, she smiled. “Nice to meet you, Brad."

  They all laughed at the irony of her words. When Nina rose from the back of the sofa, she looked between the two men. “Can I use the facilities?"

  Brad chuckled and pointed her toward the bathing unit door.

  After she went through the sliding door, Hank turned to walk toward the kitchen unit and the refuse can. He pulled off his sterility sheath and pitched it.

  He came back into the living area, smiling as he walked around the sofa. Letting himself fall back onto the soft drescron material, Hank held out a hand to Brad. Brad accepted it, letting Hank pull him down on the sofa.

  "Jardem, it's good to be home."

  Hank pulled Brad into his arms so they could exchange a more fulfilling greeting. Brad opened his mouth more fully to accept Hank's probing tongue. The two men caressed each other with pleasure. If not for Nina's presence, they would have continued the interlude to completion, fucking right there on the sofa.

  Hank pulled away and looked down into Brad's face, caressing his cheek with the back of one hand. Brad couldn't help himself; he shivered as he took in Hank's flushed, handsome face. Jardem, he had missed kissing those full, pouty lips and looking into those smoldering black eyes, seeing desire flare.

  "How are things?” Hank asked, after giving Brad one last kiss.

  Brad reached for his shorts. But Hank shook his head. “You might as well not bother. If I know Nina, we'll be fucking her during the whole sleep cycle."

  Brad left his shorts on the floor and lay back. He almost lost his train of thought as he slid his left arm around Hank's waist, which tapered down to lean, masculine hips. Having a hard time keeping his eyes off Hank's penis, which was semi-erect and pointing upward, Brad coughed, looking back toward Hank's face.