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Married scientists Monty and Nerissa think they’re about to make history with a new invention that offers glimpses of alternate dimensions. But during the device’s trial run, a hulking monster appears in the lab, and when it lays eyes on Nerissa, its only aim is to have its way with her. After his attempt to stop the alien intruder leaves him pinned beneath a piece of heavy equipment, Monty can only watch, helpless and horrified yet strangely aroused, as the hugely hung brute roughly claims his wife…and in the process gives her pleasure light-years beyond anything she has ever felt with her nerdy husband.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018
Intrusion
By Nixie Fairfax
Copyright 2018 by Nixie Fairfax
All rights reserved
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
This work contains explicit sexual content and is intended for adults only. All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
“Scan complete,” Nerissa Sinclair said. She looked up at Montgomery over the top of the console on which she had been flicking switches and turning dials for the last few minutes. A big grin spread across her face, and her eyes gleamed with irrepressible excitement. “All systems are good to go.”
Monty nodded. Despite his nervousness at what they were about to do, the sight of his beautiful wife’s contagious smile elicited a smaller, more restrained smile of his own.
“Are we ready to do this?” he said.
Her grin grew bigger. “Are we ready? Are we ready for the cover of Time? Are we ready for a Nobel Prize in Physics? Are we ready to change the whole damn world?”
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes.’”
“Fuck yes!”
He laughed.
His laughter died when Nerissa suddenly shot bolt upright and cried, “No, wait!”
“What?” His heart jumped. Was there was a problem with the equipment? Was there a critical step they had forgotten? But wait: If something was wrong, why was she still smiling?
She dodged around the console and raced toward him across the maze of high-tech equipment that separated her console from his, her rapid footsteps echoing through the cavernous lab (actually a former private airplane hangar deep in the countryside which the two of them had spent the better part of a year renovating to suit the project’s stringent needs).
She flung herself at him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and mashed her lips to his. He clutched her to him as they kissed, savoring the feel of her warm body against his. Her long, auburn hair was smooth and soft under his palm.
She drew back a little, breaking the kiss—pweck!—and gazed up into his eyes.
“Here on the verge of making history, I just want to officially go on record to say that I love you, Mr. Sexy Big-Brain Scientist Fellow.”
He chuckled. “Hey, you’re a sexy big-brain scientist, too. You have the same degrees I do.”
“Yeah, but this whole thing was your brainchild, not mine. I never could have come up with this.”
“Ah, but without you, it never would have become a reality. You’re my inspiration. My muse.”
“Aww. You’re so sweet.”
She planted a quick peck on his lips, then gave him one last tight squeeze and returned to her station.