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  Sexual Release

  ISBN 9781419912474

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  Sexual Release Copyright© 2007 Jan Springer

  Edited by Mary Moran.

  Cover art by Syneca.

  Electronic book Publication September 2007

  This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502.

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

  Sexual Release

  Jan Springer

  Prologue

  Twenty-two years earlier

  “Mica! Mica!”

  At the sound of Dakota and Nathan’s combined shouts, eight-year-old Princess Mica swirled around just in time to see several of her royal bodyguards grab her two human friends by their shoulders, preventing them from coming any closer to her.

  “Dakota! Nathan!” she cried out, feeling a bit of her anxiety diminish at the thought the two ten-year-old boys would seek her out at this dire time.

  Her friends looked both angry and frightened as they struggled with the burly guards who were charged with protecting her life.

  “Let them go!” she snapped.

  “But, my princess, we must leave now,” her lead guard replied anxiously. “The Invaders are breaking through Azarian airspace. ‘Tis dangerous to linger here.”

  “Another moment will not hurt. Now follow my order this instant!”

  Thankfully they did her bidding and she wasted no time embracing Nathan and Dakota. The two boys towered over her with their height and, for a moment, she felt safe as the boys fiercely hugged her back. When they let her go, she saw alarm on their faces and the full of her anxiety returned.

  “What is happening, Mica?” Nathan, the brown-haired, blue-eyed son of her father’s gem-polisher, asked. “We heard the Invaders wish to enslave us all and there is no escaping them as they are excellent trackers!”

  “We also heard the army is not big enough to protect us.” Dakota, the tall, black-haired, green-eyed son of her father’s prized stonecutter, stood defiantly, his hands on his hips, his mouth pursed with determination.

  “It is true,” Mica admitted as a blade of shame zipped through her knowing her father’s army could not keep them from harm. Ordinarily her father, the king, kept himself informed about the Invaders’ activities, but since her mother’s death several months ago, her father had sunk into a depression, allowing many things, including their army, to fall apart.

  The Invaders were not humanoid. They were huge, ugly, two-headed creatures ten feet tall and three hundred pounds at their biggest. They kidnapped any being they caught and sold them into the lucrative slave industry in the next galaxy. They had been slowly taking over this one, killing whoever was not useful for their purposes and enslaving the rest. So far no one had been able to stop their reign of terror.

  “My father has ordered I take his personal aircraft to safety, but I don’t want to leave. I want to stay and fight!”

  “We will stand with you, Mica!” Nathan stormed.

  “You honor me with your fearlessness, Nathan,” she said softly. “If I were the queen, I would make you the leader of my army.”

  Mica smiled as Nathan’s eyes widened at her compliment. Dakota said nothing but his half grin indicated he was also pleased. She rarely gave out praise. She’d been taught it was most unfitting for a princess to do so.

  “And what would become of me?” Dakota asked coolly. “Will I become one of your cherished bodyguards? For you to command and do your every bidding?”

  “If you so wish it, Dakota,” she teased, and reached up on the tip of her toes to ruffle his soft, dark black hair, knowing he would never accept taking orders from her. It was one of the reasons she loved them both so much. She sensed they were special in a way she could not understand. She had asked her mother about her feelings once. But her mother had smiled softly, the smile not quite reaching her eyes, and simply said Mica would know why when she grew older. But what Mica did know was they were definitely fun boys. They’d taught her how to swim and fish and hunt. In exchange, she snuck them into the royal library and introduced them to the Computer Mind Link, a unique invention that allowed large amounts of information to be harmlessly downloaded into their hungry brains.

  Despite their close friendship, Mica knew their relationship would not last.

  No Azarian was allowed to lay with a human. It was a law created to keep the Azarian population pure.

  Azarians were unique. They all had blonde hair, turquoise eyes and were well-known for their instincts. Once their children were born, a parent sensed who their children’s mate or mates would be.

  Azarians also became sexually active on their thirtieth birthday when their biological clocks began to release hormones for the craving of Sexual Release. Once they entered this phase of their life, they knew instinctively how to pleasure and be pleasured, eliminating the years of experience and experimenting the Earthlings went through in their own sexual practices.

  In order to keep the Azarian race pure, her ’father outlined controls over the Earthlings before allowing them to come to the planet and mine the valuable gems in Azar’s caverns. For security purposes her father collected the DNA of every human. Humans also had to live in their own city many miles away from her father’s castle. They lived under strict guard, their comings and goings to the gem mines monitored by her father’s loyal clones, which he created via the royal palace’s Clone Creator.

  The gems the humans mined and bought from her father brought much fortune to Azar. Because Nathan and Dakota were the sons of her father’s elite personal team of gem specialists who worked specifically in the mines beneath the castle, her father allowed their families to live in a separate wing of the castle.

  These two boys were her most cherished friends and she wished with all her heart she could claim them for herself when she grew older. But it could not be.

  It was well-known that human male scents could be irresistible to an Azarian woman once she reached her thirtieth birthday and thus made it easy for the law of purity to be broken. So before Mica reached her thirtieth birthday, Nathan and Dakota would be asked to leave the castle and move to the city of Earth people. Then she would never see them again.

  At that horrible thought, a silent sob tore through her throat.

  “Perhaps I would want more from you than being a mere bodyguard, my little princess,” Dakota whispered, breaking her from her sad thoughts.

  “As would I,” Nathan chimed in.

  Both boys were serious now and she couldn’t stop the delightful shiver rippling through her at the bold way they looked at her. On Azar, visible sexual relations between Azarians was the norm. Everyone was comfortable with it. She wasn’t. At least not yet. But according to her late mother, she would eventually be very comfortable with sex. Shortly before her thirtieth birthday, she would begin to experience sexual fantasies accompanied by subtle changes in her feelings toward males. This phase was a warning she would soon enter Sexual Release. On and thereafter her thirtieth birthday she would desire one or more males to satisfy her. Secretly she wished for Dakota and Nathan to be those males.

  “Here. Nathan and I designed this for you.” Dakota’s earlier boldness disappeared, replaced by an endearing softness that stole her breath. He held up a thin gold chain. From it dangled a gorgeous turquoise crystal amulet with the shape of a lion carved into the thumb-sized gem.
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  “It is exquisite,” she whispered in awe, mesmerized by the sparkle of the carved piece. She’d never seen anything so beautiful. The gem glittered with the faintest color of the rainbow as he laid it in her hand. Tears of appreciation clouded her vision.

  “The gem comes from deep within the caverns beneath the castle,” Nathan said. “We snuck down there one day and picked it especially for you, Princess. As you know, a gift of an Azarian crystal represents lifelong friendship. We are truly blessed you consider us your friends.”

  “It is also a sign of commitment between the three of us,” Dakota said softly.

  Instincts led her to believe he was speaking about a future commitment. A future that was not possible between the three of them. Yet she said nothing to destroy the moment.

  “We each have one.” She watched Dakota and Nathan pull similar turquoise crystals from their pockets. “These friendship gems will ensure we meet again.”

  Suddenly one of her bodyguards rushed to her side. “Your father demands you leave now, Princess Mica! You must not disobey him.”

  Mica nodded. True. She could not disobey his orders.

  Before she knew what was happening, the two boys had her in a fierce embrace.

  “We love you, Princess,” Nathan whispered as he kissed away her tears.

  “Stay safe, Mica,” Dakota replied, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

  “I’ve grown to love both of you. So much,” she found herself sobbing.

  Suddenly she was being ripped away from her two friends. In a swarm of bodyguards, she was quickly ushered onto her father’s escape pod. By the time she was able to reach a window, the pod had flown into the air and her two good friends were lost to her sight.

  Perhaps forever.

  Chapter One

  Twenty-two years later

  “We’ve been unable to detect the intruder, Princess.” Computer’s monotone voice echoed through the security room where Mica had retreated in order to discover if someone had finally managed to penetrate the security shield surrounding Azarian airspace.

  Mica’s stomach sank at the news.

  This was unacceptable. Ever since she’d come back to her father’s castle so many years ago, she’d used information downloaded through the Computer Mind Link to program an impenetrable security shield surrounding her castle. A second shield had been placed around her planet’s airspace in the hopes if the Invaders came back, they would not be able to capture or kill her as they’d done to her people, the Earthlings and her dearest friends Dakota and Nathan.

  Until now, it was unheard of for her security system to fail.

  She felt relatively comfortable it might simply be a computer glitch. Although she’d tested it against virtually any defect in programming, it may still be possible an intruder existed. If there was no intruder, she still needed to discover where the problem lay and fix it.

  “Computer. Do another complete diagnostic of the security system and make sure you keep scanning for the intruder. I’ll be in the lab. Contact me when you have a report.”

  “Yes, my princess,” Computer answered.

  Working on the clones in the lab would sooth her rattled nerves, she reassured herself as she made her way along the halls of her castle.

  She wondered who would dare invade her planet. As far as the entire universe was concerned, no one inhabited Azar.

  During the Invasion, everyone had been either killed or taken away as slaves. The Earth city was totally demolished, the gem mines completely destroyed. Even parts of her castle lay in ruins. Thankfully though, the Invaders were not aware of Azar’s cloning technologies. Therefore her father’s Clone Creator and its incubators had survived, although seriously damaged.

  Over the years, in order to keep herself safe, she’d successfully spread rumors via communications systems that renegade computers now controlled the desolate planet with an intense security system no one could penetrate and nothing and no one existed on Azar. The planet and its people were dead, just as she was dead. The part about the renegade computer of course wasn’t true, but her security system was topnotch and no one had a clue she was still alive. And that’s the way she would keep it until she felt it was absolutely safe to leave.

  Before the Invasion, her tiny planet had been rich with her father’s royal clones, the humans and Azarians alike. She’d heard the Invaders were excellent trackers, sensing life from vast distances. They had come here and they had conquered her people. If there hadn’t been such damage to the Clone Creator, she would have created an army of clones to protect her from the Invaders. Alas, the clones she created over the years for companionship never lived long due to the damage done to the Creator. Damage she still hadn’t been able to fully fix.

  Perhaps maintaining a low profile had been for the best in keeping the destructive Invaders away. A large army of new clones might have attracted their attention and the Invaders might have returned once again. The last thing she wanted was more death.

  In the meantime, she would continue creating a bare minimum of clones for companionship, the latest two being specially designed for her Sexual Release time, which just happened to be starting today.

  Over the past several months she had experienced the sexual fantasies preceding Sexual Release. Had seen the images of her having sex with two faceless mates. Images of strong, hard bodies. Muscular arms and legs. Huge cocks that would bring her the pleasure she would soon crave. She’d written her fantasies in her daily journals in case she had daughters and sons of her own someday. In case by some unfortunate incident she couldn’t be there to guide her children as her mother hadn’t been there for her. At least they would have the journals to refer to. They wouldn’t be frightened as she had been when the fantasies first began.

  Today a tightness had entered her body accompanied by a sensual heat she’d never felt before. She wasn’t frightened by this change. It was very pleasant. She also felt the stirrings of a craving for males and could only hope the clones she created would extinguish this growing need.

  As she entered the lab, she quickly did a visual survey of the two clones. Cocooned in their protective glass pods, the Clone Creator had nourished them and kept them alive until they matured. These two, the ones she’d created from Dakota’s and Nathan’s DNA samples had come of age just as she’d programmed for them to do on this special day. Their glass pods were now raised to signify their completion and the Clone Creator had automatically removed their life-support tubes. Both clones were now breathing on their own.

  Her heart picked up a powerful pounding as she strolled closer to inspect the two males. They looked quite stunning in their masculinity.

  Using the Computer Mind Link, she’d gained the knowledge of cloning and how to use her father’s Clone Creator. Using the DNA samples her father had kept for identification and security purposes for all Earthlings, she’d gone through the DNA bank creating clones from Earthlings for companionship.

  Now that her Sexual Release time was at hand, she’d dipped into Dakota’s and Nathan’s recently discovered DNA samples. They’d been stored in a totally separate area from where her father had kept all the other samples. She’d come across them quite by accident and had always wondered why she’d never found theirs. Now she had the answer. An apparent misfile of their DNA.

  Nonetheless, she had found their samples and used them. However, it seemed there was something unusual about these two clones. They appeared different than the other Earthling clones she’d created. These two were tanned and rugged. Just looking at them made her feel…excited yet tense and simply wonderful. It had to be the Sexual Release kicking in.

  She moved closer to the taller one. The one with the black hair. As she studied his large hands, her nipples stabbed to attention. Incredible muscles laced his chest and Mica’s mouth went dry as she noted the very black dusting of curly chest hair. He also possessed the blackest hair upon his head. It rolled like thick waves to his shoulders and her fingers itched to touch t
he delicious-looking mane.

  She observed his face and a wicked longing she’d only begun to feel during her recent sexual fantasies fluttered through her pussy. He possessed a strong jaw and a faint cleft in a stubborn chin. His lashes were long and his eyes were closed. He had the slightest upward tilt to his full lips. Almost as if he might be laughing at her.

  And the clone standing in the other incubator beside him made her feel blatantly hot. Wonderfully so, she noted as she studied him.

  He was well-muscled, just like the Dakota clone and the two faceless males in her fantasies. His shoulders were just as broad. Bands of muscles laced his chest and he looked extremely handsome.

  She lowered her gaze and received a very erotic view of a huge erection. Her tummy fluttered at the sight.

  He was a very nice size indeed. She grabbed a nearby folder and fanned herself as another jolt of heat shook through her. Well! It sure seemed to be getting terribly hot in here, didn’t it?

  “Dakota One. Open your eyes,” she demanded as she walked back to the black-haired one, who also had a luscious-looking erection.

  She frowned when he did not do as she asked. Perhaps he was defective?

  No, not possible. Every single clone ever created, no matter how defective, had always responded to her commands. She focused her attention to the one with the brown hair.

  “Clone Nathan One, open your eyes,” she demanded.

  Instantly a pair of gorgeous blue eyes opened. Her breath stilled. His eyes reminded her so much of Nathan.

  “Oh my,” she whispered as her insides quivered with excitement.

  “Nathan One, how do you feel?”

  “I feel great.” He answered in a rough voice she very much liked.

  “Are you hungry, Nathan One?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good. I’m glad that part works on you,” she said as she continued to fan herself with the folder. “I’d like to see if other areas of your body are working as well.”