Author Name: Chris T. Kat
Book Name: Breeding Stations
Series: Alliances
Book: One
Release
Date: July 27, 2015
Blurb:
Spunky commander Berit Turner is known for two things: his huge libido and
his lack of a filter—he says what he thinks. Berit sets
his mind on being part of the mission to
Ligador, to make sure the planet is habitable for humans. He’s ecstatic when
his team is assigned to the task force. A delegation of Nadisc, a humanoid
alien race, accompanies them, and passion ignites between Berit and their
commanding officer, Tom. But Berit is determined that Tom is just another notch
on his bedpost, as he doesn’t do relationships.
The excursion to Ligador goes wrong
from the beginning, when they discover Ligador has been established as a
breeding station by their worst enemy: the Tash’Ba. Dinosaur-like creatures
become the team’s worst nightmare, and staying alive is going to take
everything they’ve got… and then some.
Pages or Words: 204 pages or about
65,000 words
Categories: M/M Romance, Science Fiction
Excerpt:
Excerpt from Chapter Two
Several alarmed
shouts warned me of something going on, but I had no time to process what
happened. Something roped around my waist and yanked me over to the side. I
crashed into Tom’s chest as a harsh growling sound erupted from his throat.
I tried jerking
myself free, but he held onto my wrists with one hand, while his tail kept me
tethered to his body. “What the hell?”
Niyara squared off
in front of Tom, her dark eyes gleaming with an eerie, demonic red glint where
her pupils should’ve been. Her long tail swished from one side to the other and
her arm muscles flexed.
“What the
ever-loving fuck is going on?” I asked.
“Quiet!” Tom hissed.
My mouth fell open,
and I gaped at him. Okay. Enough was enough. I caught the tip of his tail in my
hand and pinched it—hard. He roared, but I used the chance to slip free. A
Nadisc’s tail tip was the most sensitive part, which came in handy during sex
but was a real disadvantage in a fight. Or maybe not. I’d never heard of
someone winning a fight against a Nadisc when—
Niyara’s fist
closing around my shirt stopped all my pondering. She lifted me off my feet,
hissing and boring her eerie gaze into mine. Maybe I should’ve stayed with Tom.
He’d felt slightly less dangerous than she did.
Carson appeared next
to Niyara’s side, eyes as large as saucers but an equally determined look on
his face. He reached out. As soon as he touched her arm, her head whirled
around. I held my breath. Would he be able to save me from Niyara’s wrath?
She’d seemed rather taken with him earlier. What the hell had I done, anyway,
to agitate her?
As I wracked my
brain, Carson and Niyara gazed at each other. The next instant he rose on
tiptoes and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
She let go of my
shirt, and I would’ve landed flat on my ass if Tom hadn’t snatched me around
the waist. Niyara rested her head on Carson’s shoulder, which meant she had to
stoop because of her height. No one said anything, and no one moved for what
seemed like a long time. When she lifted her head, several people—including
me—hissed, afraid of what she’d do next.
Niyara bowed her
head toward Tom. “I apologize for my outburst. I’ve never encountered a
jealousy spell before.”
“Jealousy spell?” I
echoed.
She gazed at me,
suddenly looking sheepish. “Feeling such a strong connection is new to me, and
I didn’t like Carson using an endearment toward you.”
I blinked, then
looked over at Carson. He gawked, and his eyes were the same size as before.
Would they stay like that forever?
Niyara swept an arm
around to include everyone in her proclamation, which resulted in startled
jerks and coughs. “I’m claiming Carson as my mate. Anyone who’d like to object
has to fight me.”
No one objected.
Everyone seemed busy inspecting their boots or the ceiling. I never noticed
before how very ugly the hatch’s ceiling was.
“Berit!” Carson
wheezed out.
I sighed and
transferred my gaze from the ceiling to Carson. “Congrats?”
Someone cheered and
the others followed suit, clapping their hands to add to the noise. Carson was
so pale I feared he’d faint, but Niyara cupped his face in both hands and
kissed him. After that, he didn’t seem to mind that much, not anymore.
Chuckling, I told
the others to open the hatch and take up their position. The hatch opened with
the usual buzz, but when I started to walk, Tom’s arms around my waist
tightened to an almost painful level.
“Tell them to secure
the area and wait for further instructions,” he whispered into my ear.
“Dream on. I won’t
do—” My words ended abruptly when the steel bands around my waist left me no
room for breathing.
“Now.”
Tom allowed me more
breathing room, and I gave the desired order. No one looked twice or questioned
my instruction, for which I’d have been grateful on any other day, just not
today. Ticking off a Nadisc was a bad idea. One of the worst, really.
We waited until
everyone had cleared the hatch’s area. Tom spun me around in his arms and
lifted me up until we were face-to-face.
“You accepted me as
your leader on this mission, remember? That means no punching me,” I said, “or
doing anything that would harm me.”
Tom’s gaze
intensified, and my mouth went dry when he spread out a red and orange speckled
frill around his neck. I’d read about this display, but had never seen it
before. Only a few Nadisc still had those frills—most opted for surgery because
it gave away their emotions too easily—and those that did had a very tight
control over it.
“But it’s okay for
you to hurt me?” he rasped.
I tried to reason
with him. “I… look, I’m the commander here. You can’t just order me around or
hold me captive, okay?”
“Niyara could’ve
killed you.”
I shrugged. “She
didn’t, and she’ll just have to get used to the way Carson and I talk to each
other.”
The frill around his
neck unfolded even more. He said, “I’m not fond of the way you talk to each
other.”
I had an inkling
where this conversation was headed. I had an even bigger inkling that I’d panic
if Tom said anything, so I closed my eyes, wrapped my arms around his neck—over
the frill, which was kind of awkward—and sought his mouth with mine.
He opened up
immediately, and I dipped my tongue into his mouth, licking along his teeth and
eliciting an approving hum from him. Somehow I ended up with my legs wound
around him and one of his hands steadying my ass.
When we broke apart
for air, he said, “I won’t forget what you did.”
“I’ll make it up to
you,” I replied. His eyes lit up with interest, so I added, “Deal?”
“Deal.”
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About the
author:
Chris
T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband
of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck
and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her
family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge
instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as
mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there's any spare time, she
happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.
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Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
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Breeding Stations (Alliances: Book One)
Author: Chris T. Kat
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
American release date: July 27, 2015
Format/Genre/Length: E-book/M/M Sci
Fi/Romance/204 pages
Overall Personal Rating: ★★★★★
Commander Berit Turner is a free-spirited kind of guy who
makes no bones about enjoying sex, moving from partner to partner at will,
never settling down with any one man. He’s also known for speaking his mind,
mostly because he lacks any sort of filter between his brain and his mouth.
Sometimes that gets him into trouble.
He and his best friend Carson are being sent on a mission to
the planet of Ligador, to see how suitable the planet is for colonization. The
concern is the possible presence of the Tash’Ba, a vicious alien species who
don’t know how to play nice. Along with Carson and the other members of his crew,
Berrit is to be assigned three aliens called Nadisc. Berit knows just how much
fun the Nadisc men are sexually, so this idea is to his liking. Although he is
surprised when one Nadisc male in particular, Tom, takes a liking to him, and
asserts that he and his group will go with Berrit’s team, rather than waiting
to be assigned. Tom has this mistaken notion that Berit is his mate. Silly
Nadisc. And another Nadisc named Niyara seems to have set her sights on Carson.
When the Nadisc are introduced to Berit’s crew, they accept
Berit as their leader, an unexpected event, and hugs are exchanged, except for
Berit and Tom.
“What?
No hug from you?” I asked.
He
held out his broad muscled arms for me, grinning. My mouth went dry and my damn
cock pressed heavily against the fabric of my pants. It had to be visible to
everyone. For the first time in many years, heat rose into my cheeks. Tom’s
grin expanded before he laughed. I stepped into his arms, bracing myself for
another painful embrace. Instead, I found myself leaning against a hard chest
with equally hard arms around me, fencing me in but without hurting me.
Things don’t go well on Ligador, and a simple mission of
exploration goes horribly wrong. The Tash’Ba have turned the planet into one of
their breeding stations, playing genetic roulette with some vicious creatures,
a blend between Tash’Ba war beasts and dinosaurs. Now survival is the name of
the game, and making it out alive is seriously in question.
This is one fascinating sci fi book. It’s very creative, and
well-told, and I enjoyed getting to know Berit and Tom, watching their
courtship as it unfolded. I like that Berit isn’t perfect, and he doesn’t pretend
to be. He can act silly, and sometimes
he makes some bone-headed moves. But the heat between him and Tom is palpable,
and the sex scenes are great.
I also enjoy the relationship between Berit and Carson.
They’re as close as two men can be without being lovers, and they make no
apologies for that, and expect their mates to live with it. The Tash’Ba war
beasts are indeed terrifying, and certainly nothing I’d care to go up against.
Ms. Kat did a great job of world-building, and making her
aliens believable, and not cartoonish in any way. As an added bonus, Tom has a
tail. ‘Nuff said lol
The action is fast-paced and intense, the sex is hot. This
is a book you won’t want to put down until you reach the end. Luckily, there is
a second book in this series, continuing the story of Berit and Tom. I can’t
wait for it to come out!
