Master (The Outlander Book Club… in Space! #3)

The pros and cons of being abducted by aliens.

Pros: The nifty little machine that turned my sixty-two-year-old body back to its twenty-something gloriousness.

Cons: My alien abductors sold me to the madam of the Hartouk Lenaii, the most popular hedonism ship in the universe.

It’s like Vegas on steroids, and my new job is at the alien version of the ‘Chicken Ranch’. At least none of my friends from the Outlander Tuesday Night book club are stuck here with me.

Honestly, it could be worse, my new owner is a nice sort who allowed me a few weeks to acclimate to my new...

The pros and cons of being abducted by aliens.

Pros: The nifty little machine that turned my sixty-two-year-old body back to its twenty-something gloriousness.

Cons: My alien abductors sold me to the madam of the Hartouk Lenaii, the most popular hedonism ship in the universe.

It’s like Vegas on steroids, and my new job is at the alien version of the ‘Chicken Ranch’. At least none of my friends from the Outlander Tuesday Night book club are stuck here with me.

Honestly, it could be worse, my new owner is a nice sort who allowed me a few weeks to acclimate to my new life. But time’s up, and tonight, I have to take my first client or risk getting sold to an alien who looks more interested in how I’d taste on toast than perform between the sheets.

I’m pondering how to handle males who look like a blob of Jello with stick arms without vomiting when he walks in. Tall, with tons of muscles and eyes that look like the gold of a setting sun. If all my clients look like him being on a hedonism ship might not be so bad.

Hell, I might even enjoy it.

But Tarook isn’t a client—he’s been sent by my friends to rescue me. A fact he divulges after his mistaken identity leads us to partake in what ranks as the best sex of my life.

I’d like to hate him for the remiss only my newly awakened libido doesn’t seem to agree with that idea.