J.A. Huss, K.C. Cross
(Harem Station, #7)
Publication date: January 26th 2021
Genres: Adult, Romance, Science Fiction
Princess Corla was supposed to be my soulmate.But we were star crossed.Two ships passing in the dark. Meant to be together, but never able to be together.At least that’s what I thought.But it turns out—my life is a lie, evil forces are out to get us, Harem Station is spinning chaos, and the soulmate bond won’t protect us.Sounds pretty bad, right?But here’s the best part.I can change it.I can change all of it.If I can just find a way to get myself uncrossed.
Uncrossed is the last book in the Harem Station Series and features a man chasing his star-crossed soulmate through time, a bazillion enemies at the gate, an entire station in chaos, and an explosive ending that proves, once and for all, that love WINS in the end.
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We continue the kiss and she bites my lip. Hard enough to draw blood. I don’t care though. I am being a dick to her. I feel like twenty-one fucking years of frustration have finally caught up with me. I don’t know where I am or who she is, so I’m sorry she’s being forced to bear the brunt of my disappointment. If she wants to make a point with that bite, she can make her fucking point.
And when she realizes I’m not going to punish her for that little act of defiance, she relaxes underneath me. Becomes soft and compliant.
That’s the part I like best about sex. The way I can bully them into compliance.
And then her legs wrap around my hips and she begins to move with me.
That’s the signal I always wait for. That moment when they give in. Not give up. I don’t mistake her lust for defeat.
She’s just into it.
I lean down on top of her, acutely aware of how small she is compared to me. How little, and slight, and thin, and yeah… weak.
But I want her to come. She has to get something out of this, right?
I slip a hand underneath her and start playing with her ass. She’s so wet that her juices are practically spilling out of her pussy. And she must be into the ass play because the moment my finger enters her, she goes still and moans.
“You’re a sun-fucked asshole,” she pants. But it’s done. And she says nothing else after that. Because she’s too busy wailing in her climax.
Her body lights up. And it’s not just some random glow, either. It’s fucking spectacular. White light leaks through the pores of her skin and I know that if her eyes were open right now, she’d be aiming beams of light at me.
I come. I come hard. Grunting and pushing myself deeper and deeper inside her.
But in that moment I can see her clearly. Her glow illuminates her face and…
I let out a long breath. “Corla?”
Her eyes open. And I was right. She’s aiming her light at me. I have to close my eyes to avoid the sting of brightness.
She closes them again and the room darkens enough for me to look at her.
“Corla,” I pant, unable to believe my eyes.
“Fuck you,” she says, pushing me off her.
And I’m so stunned, I don’t resist. Just topple off to the side. She turns her back to me and I… I’m suddenly at a loss for words.
Where am I? On Harem?
“ALCOR?” I whisper out loud, hopeful. Please. Please, for the love of the sun, be here!
But there’s no answer.
I look at Corla’s back. She’s still glowing a little. The light she emits makes her whole body glisten in the returning hazy darkness.
“Fuck you. I’m going to sleep for a minute because I’m tired. Don’t wake me up.”
“I said,” she growls, “I’m going to sleep for a minute. I’m fucking exhausted after that light show. I just told you I didn’t like it.”
“Oh.” I’m… a little bit speechless. And now I feel bad. Guilty, actually. Because if I had known it was Corla I’d have been… gentle.
Maybe. Or maybe not. Maybe I’d have been even more of a brute?
Maybe I’d have wanted to punish her for leaving me alone to fight this war by myself twenty-one years ago.
Maybe I’d have fucked her unconscious. Or unleashed a real light show.
I know I’m not supposed to be here. I get it. I’m inside the fucking spin node. And maybe this isn’t real, but this moment feels real enough for me. It feels like a fucking gift.
She is sleeping in a bed next to me. And if I get a choice of staying here or going back… well, I’m fucking staying.
Twenty-one years ago I met my soulmate. We took each other’s virginity. And then we went our separate ways.
Star-crossed. For all eternity.
I didn’t like the idea back then but let me tell you, I like it a whole lot less now.
I’m not giving her up.
I’m not leaving.
JA Huss is a New York Times Bestselling author and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.
Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world. Her book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.
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