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Excerpt of LOVE WITHOUT LIMITS by Niobia Bryant. ©2017. Published by Infinite Ink Presents… All rights reserved. May contain explicit language and sexual content. Translation of foreign words during their first use in the excerpt are in parentheses.
Captain Anansi Nyame crossed his strong muscular arms over his chest as he stood with his legs apart looking out the window of the observation deck of the Spaceship Infinite. He squinted his ebony eyes in deep concentration as the massive ship orbited above his home planet of Erised. He took in the vast blue-black world surrounded by three aduus (suns) and a baatii (moon). Soon he would be transported from the bridge of the large and powerful vessel to the comfort of his mana (home). It had been nearly six ji’as (months) since last he was home. He had mixed feelings about his return—or rather mixed feelings about the reason for his return. His thoughts were troubled, and nothing soothed him.
“Worried about tomorrow?”
Anansi’s eyes focused on the reflection of his best friend and first mate, Daryan Dvani, in the glass before him. He briefly looked at him over his shoulder as he slid his hands into the pockets of his form-fitting, one-piece, military uniform. “It’s not every day that a masculine meets his lifemate,” he answered, his deep baritone voice tinged with sarcasm.
Daryan grunted in agreement.
It was the wish of Anansi’s abbaa (father) and the ruling council that Anansi and Giiftiin (Princess) Oduda Diasi of the planet Kordi meet and spend some time together before the official announcement of their cidha (wedding). They wanted the pretense of it being anything but what it was…an arranged union. Oduda was scheduled to arrive at Erised tomorrow.
Daryan bit back a smile. “I wouldn’t mind having Giiftiin Oduda as my lifemate. She’s beautiful, rich, powerful and sexy as can be. Uh…no disrespect.”
Anansi smiled slightly at his friend. “None taken. She’s all that you said and more. But if I had a choice, she wouldn’t be my lifemate.”
“But you are, aren’t you?” Daryan asked, his tone as resigned as his friend felt.
Anansi eyes focused on an urjii (star) shooting above the ship. “The gaa’ila (marriage) will ensure the signing of the peace treaty ending the war between the Kordis and the Empaths, securing the freedom of the Empath’s gabras (slaves),” he said, before releasing a sigh heavy with the weight of his obligations. “There’s been enough senseless killing over something as immutable as race. Yes, yes, she will be my lifemate.”
They lapsed into silence.