Lorraine Kennedy Song of the Annunaki (NCP) (pdf)

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covered the same blue nylon he d worn in her dream--or abduction, as she must now admit it had
to have been.
An unbidden thought brushed across her consciousness. He is the man on the moon.
That mysterious presence that peered down on you during hot summer nights while you lay on
the lawn, mesmerized by the moonlight. How long have you been aware of my existence?
Many Earth years I have watched you. Some of his anger drifted away. A humorous
smile tilted the corners of his mouth. With graceful movement, he closed the distance between
them.
Why now? Samura s voice shook, betraying the effect his nearness was having on her
composure. He was so tall & so very male.
Some questions are not meant to be answered.
Where is my mother? she asked again, trying to ignore the alluring pull of his eyes, his
scent. This star god stirred something within her, pulling her into the primitive instinct of
coupling, a mating ritual as old as the universe.
She knew he could read her mind and was conscious of her thoughts, but she could not
prevent them. The laughter in his eyes was evidence of his awareness. Samura slammed the
door to his probing psyche.
You do not listen, little moonflower. Why call on me? It is your father that you should
be calling.
M-my father & h-he doesn t & know anything, she stuttered in confusion.
Not the Adamu called Mathew, but the one who sired you ... Ishmah. He smiled.
Samura swallowed hard. Could she face Ishmah?
Does he have my mother? Samura watched his face.
He stared silently, his molten silver eyes brushing her skin, igniting a desire within her
that she was at a loss to control. The fire between them raged. The burden of restraint was
nearly unbearable.
I cannot tell you that. His words were soft.
How do you know our language so well?
He laughed deeply, throwing back his head to face the sky. Lifting his arms outward
from his sides, his laughter carried into his words. I am Thian of the gods of old! This has been
our realm since man was but a groveling animal in the belly of this planet. Why would I not
have the ability to speak the primitive languages of this world?
His words were clear, leaving no doubt of whom he was.
Samura still resisted. I don t believe you. How could this have been kept from people
for so long?
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His smile had turned contemptuous. It has not, but the Adamu choose to see only what
they wish to believe.
He paused, moving ever closer to her. One large arm pulled her to his body. As their
bodies molded together, the sexual tension that had been simmering between them erupted into
explosive passion.
His lips were near her ear, his hot breath sending shivers through her. Samura, you are
smarter that this. You know the truth. Think about it. Look at the history of the Adamu. The
signs have always been there. The truth has always been there for all to see, if they wish to
look. His last words were whispered between hard breaths.
His lips covered hers, demanding and hungry. The earth swayed beneath her feet. If she
had not been in his embrace, she would have crumbled to the ground. Her heart beat furiously,
pounding with a passion that overwhelmed her.
A warm hand slid beneath her shirt and began to softly stroke her skin. She gasped in
surprise when he ripped her bra away. His moans reached her ears as she felt his hands on her
flesh. His fingers teased her nipples until she could only gasp. She wanted nothing but his
fingers on her skin and she saw nothing but this lover who could take her to ecstatic bliss with
only his touch.
She knew she should stop him, but she could not. Her body screamed with primeval
hunger.
Thian! a voiced boomed near them. Would you defile her even though she is but born
of a servant?
Thian froze and then threw his head back, growling with rage.
A few feet from where they had been in the process of exploring each other s sensuality
stood the hooded stranger in the black robe. This time, as before, there had been no warning of
his approach.
Thian looked down into her eyes. There was deep regret etched in his face. He pulled
away and turned to glower at the stranger. It would be her choice.
What resistance would she have to the seduction of a god? The stranger spoke in a
cynical tone that overflowed with loathing.
The being removed his hood and before them stood a man who bore a remarkable
resemblance to Samura. He was as tall as Thian, but his eyes were blue and his long black hair
had traces of silver.
You are among the fallen, Ishmah. This is something you would know well, Thian
bellowed.
And the mighty Thian would become one of the fallen, as well? Ishmah raised one
brow questioningly.
There was no defense for his actions but Thian stood his ground, glaring at the older
male.
Ishmah looked over at his daughter. I have warned you, Thian is not your friend. He is
our enemy.
Samura searched Thian s face for any trace of denial, waiting to hear the words that
would dispute the other s claim. She longed to hear him refute his enemy status, but he
remained quiet.
Samura! Ishmah s words bit into her. You let your weakness reflect on me and your
Adamu blood, to be seduced into the lair of the enemy.
Thian s eyes found hers. He speaks the truth, Samura.
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