Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Her Viken Mates (Interstellar Brides Book 11) by Grace Goodwin

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Interstellar Brides Book 11


Isabella Martinez was always good at rebelling, against her parents, her school, her boyfriends. She had needs no one could meet, desires so dark no one could tame her. When her wild side gets her in trouble with the law, she doesn’t think twice when given a choice between prison or transport to a new world as an Interstellar Bride. Alone on Earth, the decision was easy. But when she arrives on Viken, she learns she’s been matched to not one fierce, alien brute, but three—and their desires, their needs, their demands are far darker and more demanding than her own. As enemies plot to destroy Viken’s place in the Coalition Fleet, Bella will have to learn to trust, or lose everything. Her mates will feed the hunger inside her no others ever could. Their complete dominance will either break her…or set her free forever.

And love? Well, they can demand, taunt and tease her submissive body. But her heart will not be so easily won by Her Viken Mates.

Interstellar Brides Book 11


“Damn it, Doctor. That’s disgusting.” I was angry, furious. The foreign taste of chemicals drove the lingering flavor of sweet female from my mind completely. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her honeyed nectar back on my tongue.

I heard a door open and two sets of heavy boots entered the room.

I knew without looking those boots belonged to Evon and Liam. My friends and brothers-in-arms. The fools who’d talked me into this. The damn chair. The dream.

The doctor slapped me on the arm like we were old friends, pushed a button to retract the restraints and walked away. “Welcome back, Rager.”

I rolled my head around on my neck as the manacles were removed from my arms and ankles, stretching, trying to regain some sense of control when all I could think about was my woman. Hot. Wet. Eager. “I didn’t want to come back.”

The doctor chuckled. “No one ever does.”

I sat up as Evon and Liam both came to a stop a few feet in front of me. Loomed over me so I had to look up. I was bigger than both of them, but the testing chair made me feel small, made me feel vulnerable.

“Well?” Evon asked. His family had served the Coalition Fleet for generations. Even now, he and his sister Thalia both served the IQC here in the north. Evon’s black uniform and short blond hair indicated his allegiance to Sector 2. But the red band around his biceps, around all of our arms, meant we were Royal Guard. We belonged to all of Viken now, not just our home sectors. And like other warriors on our planet who’d fought the Hive and returned, we were beyond Sector politics. These two were my most trusted allies. We’d fought the Hive together and survived. Returned whole. They were tough as nails, hardcore killers. And they were both lovesick fools.

“By the gods, I want to punch you right now,” I grumbled as I wiped a hand over my face. It had been so real. Her skin. The soft sounds of her surrender.

By the gods, perhaps I was as big a fool as these two.

I glanced down at the front of my steel-gray uniform, relieved that no wet spot there revealed the depths of pleasure I’d just experienced, and would be denied forever. Had they had a similar experience when they were processed for the Interstellar Brides Program? We’d been told it would be mild, a hazy experience that we might not even remember.

So why did I clench my fist to lock the softness of her soft skin to me? Had it affected Liam and Evon so intensely? Or was I simply a freak for wanting a mate so badly I was willing to break with centuries of tradition and follow the new order of three warriors sharing a bride, as our kings did. Evon argued that we would have a much higher chance of finding a mate together. Perhaps he was correct. But we were different, we three. And I could not imagine a mate who could accept all of us. It was little more than a child’s dream.

A mate? The possessive joy that warrior had felt when he looked on his woman, conquered her, claimed her? That would never be mine. And now I knew exactly what I was missing. “I never should have agreed to this.”

I expected the doctor to leave the room, but he seemed occupied at the control panel, so all three of us ignored him as Evon responded. “Why?”

I looked from his pale blue, ice-like eyes to Liam’s dark blue gaze and shook my head. “This is never going to work. No woman is going to want all three of us.”

Meet Author Grace Goodwin...

Grace Goodwin is an international bestselling author of Sci-Fi & Paranormal romance. Grace believes all women should be treated like princesses, in the bedroom and out of it, and writes love stories where men know how to make their women feel pampered, protected and very well taken care of. Grace hates the snow, loves the mountains (yes, that’s a problem) and wishes she could simply download the stories out of her head instead of being forced to type them out. Grace lives in the western US and is a full time writer, an avid romance reader and an admitted caffeine addict.

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2 Responses to Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Her Viken Mates (Interstellar Brides Book 11) by Grace Goodwin

  1. Although not my cuppa, I appreciate learning about new series and can see why you have a following, Grace.
    Thanks Karen and Grace!

  2. Karen Docter says:

    Good morning, Grace, and welcome back to Karen’s Killer Book Bench. I love the title of this book. I assume Viken is pronounced similar to Viking? Clever imagery about the kind of heroes in the book. Love me some Vikings! 🙂 Thanks for sharing your book with us today.

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