Allyson James - Tales Of The Shareem ...

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Aiden and Ky
ISBN # 9781419908880
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Aiden and Ky Copyright© 2007 Allyson James
Edited by Heather Osborn.
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T
ALES OF THE
S
HAREEM
:
A
IDEN AND
K
Y
Allyson James
Allyson James
Chapter One
Encounter
The Shareem on the other side of the coffee bar swirled his tongue over the cream at
the top of his cup and pulled it into his mouth.
Brianne d’Aroth went weak in the knees. She sat in a cooled room under cooled
robes and still she wanted to melt into a puddle on the questionably clean floor.
He dipped his tongue into the cream again, coating the tip before drawing it into
his mouth. He closed his eyes to savor the taste, a little smile on his face.
Every woman in the coffee bar leaned toward him as he swallowed, the hollow at
his collarbone damp with sweat. His loose robes revealed a V of strong chest and light-
colored curls licking sun-kissed skin.
His mane of blond hair was gathered at the base of his neck and flowed all the way
down to…probably his backside. Too bad the table blocked her view.
Oblivious of every female growing wet between the legs for him, he licked up
another dab of cream. This time a drop lingered on his lips. Smiling, he slid his tongue
out to clean it up.
This should be outlawed
, Brianne thought over the rapid beating of her heart. Maybe
she should call the patrol.
But the Shareem wasn’t actually doing anything. He was sitting alone, sipping his
coffee.
The way he sipped it,
that
should be outlawed.
The Shareem opened his eyes and looked straight at her, deep blue eyes pinning
Brianne in place.
Not that he could see much of her. Brianne had covered herself from head to foot in
plain robes so no one would know who she was. She’d taken off her face veil so she
could enjoy her coffee but was careful to keep her head down and not reveal her
features.
The Shareem looked directly at her. All over. She might as well be sitting there stark
naked.
His smile widened, as though he knew what she thought. Gods, sitting stark naked
in a public place while he did nothing but
look
at her made her feel…
Mmm
.
Shocked. Of course. Horrified. Amazed at his audacity. She should shield her face
from his unwelcome scrutiny, turn her back and walk away in a huff. She should snap
her fingers for one of her bodyguards to come and teach the Shareem his place.
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And have him stop looking at me like that
?
Forget it.
She did the boldest thing she’d ever done in her life. Brianne looked straight back at
the Shareem and sent him a little smile.
Contact
.
Adrenaline raced through her body, hot sensation pooling at the base of her spine.
The Shareem acknowledged her smile with a sly quirk of his lips. Watching her, he
dipped his tongue into the cream again.
She realized with startling clarity that he was picturing lapping the cream between
her legs. Shareem could do that—make a woman think of nothing but him pleasuring
her.
I
’
m going to die now
.
With a smile on my face
.
This could go no farther. Brianne should not be down in Pas City even if her
bodyguards had stationed themselves casually around the back of the coffee bar. She
should not be enjoying the surprisingly good coffee in the shabby bar with common
workers and—dear gods—a Shareem.
She’d come out as she sometimes did to see how people really lived, the women
and men she spent her life trying to help. It was difficult to see what they were like
from inside the huge compound that was the ruling family’s home. So on a regular
basis Brianne dressed like an ordinary middle-class woman and wandered the streets,
looking around, protected by a dozen discreet bodyguards in case of trouble, or worse,
reporters.
She’d never expected to see one of the genetically enhanced Shareem. Shareem
were more or less outlawed on Bor Narga, allowed to live if they kept themselves to
themselves, if they didn’t try to procreate or leave the planet, and if they subjected
themselves to a barrage of inoculations every six months.
Brianne had just popped in on a whim to try the local coffee. And there he was.
She’d heard they could sense when a woman wanted one and contrive to be where
she could find him. She wondered which woman in the coffee bar would be lucky
enough to take him home today and felt a twinge of envy.
Her smile turned regretful. She’d go home and deal with her upcoming wedding to
Dranis, who was boring and stuffy but had good DNA. Their children, who would be
incubated at the Ministry of Families, would be healthy, look good on the digital feeds
and have a fairly good IQ—not genius level, but enough intelligence to deal with being
part of the ruling family of the planet.
Brianne had already had her hymen removed in a nice little celebration when she’d
come of age. She’d be spared the embarrassment of sexual encounters because Dranis
had no interest in sex, one of the reasons she’d chosen him. They’d give their DNA to
the Ministry’s lab and never share a bed.
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