Angel in the Badlands: space opera sci fi romance (Sons of Amber Book 1) Read Free

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    Angela had seen naked men more than a few times in her role as a healer, but the men of the colony didn’t look like this. No, this male was totally out of her experience. Ruggedly handsome and muscled in a way that made her mouth water, this male was like those in storycubes. He was magnificent, male perfection made flesh.
    “It feels good as new.” He put his weight on the leg that had been broken, then looked up and smiled at her. There was a twinkle in his eye she had never seen before in any male’s gaze. It appealed to her on some basic level. He moved closer to her, his voice lowering to more intimate tones. “Thank you, sweetheart.”
    He leaned in, impossibly closer, until his warm lips settled over hers. Her heart leapt in alarm as his hands went to her shoulders and pulled her toward him until her open palms rested against his warm, naked chest.
    He was kissing her like she had never been kissed before. It felt like he put his soul into it, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth and slipping in as she gasped. He drew back, his gaze seeking hers.
    “Little Angel, can you feel what you do to me?” He nibbled his way down her jaw, lingering at her ear and biting down on the lobe just enough to make her squeak. Then he buried his mouth in her neck, his tongue licking her skin as if she were a sweet treat.
     
     
     

Chapter Two
     
    “Are all the Sons of Amber as frisky as you, Ezekiel?”
    Another woman’s commanding voice came from the doorway, breaking through the sensual spell that had come over him the moment he’d touched Angela. Zeke pulled back but found he couldn’t let go of the petite bundle in his arms. She felt too good there. Like she belonged.
    He merely looked toward the door. It appeared the so-called Mother of this little enclave had arrived. Thankfully, she had an indulgent and slightly amused expression on her lovely features.
    “Yes, ma’am,” he answered her question, giving her a wink and a grin. “Especially when in such lovely company.”
    His angel blushed. He felt so drawn to this one lovely little woman, it amazed him. Never before had he felt such an immediate and compelling attraction for a particular female. This was definitely a new experience for him.
    Zeke hadn’t been raised to find just one special woman. No. For a Son of Amber—one of the few men who had been genetically designed to repopulate the human worlds—one woman would never be enough. Hell, it would never be allowed .
    When he and his brothers had reached puberty, they’d been clinically taught how to pleasure a woman by the female doctors and scientists in Dr. Amber’s facility. His performance had been graded, his semen collected and tested repeatedly for viability. He’d had no real youth after the testosterone had started flowing through his body.
    Accelerated growth in the incubators meant the Sons had come to consciousness as half-grown children. Subliminal teaching aides had taught them languages and mathematics while still in their gestation tanks. Special therapists worked with them after decanting, teaching them how to form words and develop other physical skills. A rigorous schedule of physical therapy, followed eventually by a hard-core physical fitness regime honed them all to the peak of their various genetic designs.
    Dr. Amber had overseen their progress, along with her team of doctors and specialists. They were all female and each of them had taught the Sons different things. Dr. Amber was the mother figure. For all of her scientific genius, she had a heart—and a soft spot for the boys she had designed. For it was her work on each and every one of the viable embryos that made her Sons who they were. She picked the traits each would carry. She combined the DNA, and she watched over her babies as they incubated. Hers was also the first face each of them saw when they were decanted from the incubators.
    She also distributed motherly hugs when the boys needed them. Encouraged