Creations 3: Creating Chemistry

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Creating Chemistry

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978-1-907010-03-3

©Copyright Marie Harte 2009

Cover Art by April Martinez ©Copyright March 2009

Edited by Claire Siemaszkiewicz

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CREATING CHEMISTRY

Marie Harte

Chapter One

The Vrail System

Nu Fas swore and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. His biceps ached from the many weight presses he’d indulged yesterday, hoping to get this craving out of his blood. The damn shuttle was too small to fit him, his brother, and
her
. And they still had another three days until they reached his home planet.

Nu should have had more discipline than this. The physical toughness often associated with his kind mandated a certain mental ability to endure. But one small slip of a female continued to erode his control. Over his own damned body!

He breathed deeply and tried to stop thinking about sex. His constant erection was more than uncomfortable, but embarrassing. By the stars, he hadn’t been this out of control since he’d first discovered how to climax. “I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.”

His brother, Set, grinned. “That’s the problem, idiot. You aren’t taking. You don’t understand what Anin needs.”

“And you do?” Jealousy reared its head, an awkward emotion he hadn’t felt in years, and never in conjunction with his brother. They’d shared women often, since both of them liked and disliked exactly the same things, with the exception of one person long ago...

“I do. If you would stop burying your head in the sand, you’d realise Anin needs it. She craves it like a drug.”

It—submission.

Nu’s head hurt. He hadn’t been able to think of anything but domination, submission and sex with their newest ‘guest’ since he’d first laid eyes on her. Rescuing the shy woman from a torturous lab facility on planet Eyra a month ago had been one of the most satisfying things he’d ever done.

As bounty hunters aboard
Mara’s Light
, he and Set often worked as the muscle when retrieving their bounties. A native of planet Ragga, from which the strongest men in the System were born, Nu had little difficulty subduing the criminals they went after. He and Set had yet to figure out which one of them was stronger, but they’d never been bested by any other male, with the exception of Anin’s gigantic brother. And he didn’t count.

Though Raggas were the largest and strongest of the races naturally born in the Vrail System, Eyran scientists had tampered with nature and made something not quite right—Creations—men and women designed with the blessed looks and attraction of Nebite pleasurers, the strength of Raggas and the skill of Mardu thieves. Enter Anin and her family.

“Hello, Nu?” Set snapped his fingers. “If you’d spoken to Erin like I told you to, this wouldn’t be so difficult to understand.”

“I’m not going to talk to Anin’s sister about this.” Nu flushed, wondering how in the hell he and Set had come from the same womb. “What should I say? That I jerk off constantly to images of Anin? That I want to do...things...to her that would make her cringe?”

“At least you admit it. And it’s about time. I know what you like. Hell, we might as well be twins. We share everything, you
drun.
You think I don’t know what you really want from Anin?”

“Yeah, well, then you should know calling me a shit isn’t going to win you any points.” He slugged Set in the stomach, encouraging their brawl even though he knew it would attract unwanted attention.

As if he’d summoned her, the ethereal creature appeared in the hallway, knocking him off balance enough to let Set manage a blow to his chest that stole his breath.

Anin exclaimed something and was suddenly beside him. Her hand covered his chest and he froze.

Staring down at the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in his life, Nu couldn’t look away. Long, thick blue-black hair with hints of violet framed a goddess’s face. She had full, red lips, a slim nose, high cheekbones, and eyes the colour of cobalt. Where the whites should have been pooled indigo seas, and in their midst sat pupils of gold. Her skin flushed as he stared, glittering with tan and pink lights. She seemed more alive than he’d ever seen her.

Her lips parted and she licked them with a tongue he wanted to capture in his mouth, to feel over his skin, to stroke his cock...

“Are you all right?” she spoke hesitantly, as she always did around him. With Set she laughed and occasionally smiled. But around Nu, she withdrew into herself, reinforcing his desire to be extra-gentle around her. Normally wary of encountering smaller females than himself, Nu took care to avoid Anin at all costs, lest he give in to this damning, nearly irresistible lust.

“Nu?” she asked again, her breasts lifting as she breathed in. She wore Set’s overlarge shirt like a dress, which hit her knees and draped off one shoulder. Her curves taunted him. The growing outline of her nipples beckoned him to touch, to taste. He could rip that thin shirt off her in seconds, filling his hands with her full, ripe breasts. Stars, he wanted to taste her nipples, to see if they were as berry-red as her lips or as soft and pink as her cheeks.

“I’m fine,” he rasped, hoarse with desire.

He didn’t need her gaze down his body any more than he needed such lecherous thoughts for a woman who’d already been through so much.

She’d been built, literally, to serve. And serve she had. From what little he knew, Anin had been repeatedly raped by her Handler and abused by her Creator. She had a brother and sister, both Creations like her, humanoids with the combined genetics of several races in the System, designed illegally by Eyran scientists. If discovered, both Creation and Creator would be put to death. The Creations of old had started the War of 2845, where crazy, psychotic, man-made killers nearly wiped out the population of planet Eyra. Hell, years ago, Nu had happened upon one such abomination, finding dozens of body parts hanging in the fucking thing’s ship. It had taken him
and
Set to kill the bastard, and they’d nearly died in the process.

Anin, he knew, was different. Abused and forced to serve her Handler’s every whim, she had endured what no woman should. As part of a race that treasured females, Nu feared accidentally harming her whenever they neared, so angry at what had been done to her, at what he could never fix.

“Poor Nu.” She stroked his chest, causing whorls of heat to race through his heart. “I don’t like to see you in pain.”

She slid her hand lower and shoved.

Shocked, Nu landed on his ass. Had she pushed him? Or had he been so off-balance by her nearness he’d stumbled back? He looked for Set and found his brother conveniently gone.

Anin knelt and somehow her hand landed over his cock.

He hissed in pained pleasure. As horny as he was, he feared he’d go off if she touched him again. Ever since he’d seen Anin, he wanted no other. Memories of Lita faded, until all he could see was Anin’s face. And what that might mean scared the hell out of him. Nu Fas, a behemoth Ragga scared of a small thing like Anin. It would have been pathetic if it weren’t so damned unnerving.

“Can I make it better?” Her lips curled in a helpful smile.

Entranced at the sight of her happiness, he nodded absently.
Sure, baby. Do whatever you want if it will make you smile like that.

“Good.” Joy made her eyes glow with an expression she’d never before directed at him.

The hand over his naked cock shocked the hell out of him. “Anin?” he asked in a strangled voice. “What are you doing?” She curled her hands around him, her palms burning with erotic promise.

“I’m making it better.” She began jerking him off.

How the hell had she pulled his trousers apart and he hadn’t noticed? He felt dazed as he stared down at her innocent hands around his weeping cock. Her touch was perfect. Harder than he thought she might have handled him, yet with just enough pressure and with the right rhythm to make him crazed. Nu nearly came several times. Only by sheer strength of will did he hold himself back.

Anin slowed her movements and worried her lip. “Does this feel good?”

“Yes,” he answered in a hoarse voice, overcome with desire.

 
“Watch me,” she purred, and he blinked at the suggestive tone.

Helpless to deny her, or himself, Nu watched her master his flesh, watched her take a drop of pre-cum from his slit. She lifted a finger and took the drop in her mouth. It was all he could do not to slam her to the floor and fill her pussy with hot cum.

“Anin, stop.” He panted, wondering where the hell Set had gone. He’d warned his brother this might happen, that he might not be able to stop himself from taking advantage of their sexy guest. Closing his eyes, he fought for control.

“Okay.” She removed her hands slowly and he quivered, on the verge of release.
Dear Vas, let me hold it back at least until she leaves...

“Fuck,” he shouted as she engulfed him with her whole mouth. She took him all the way to the back of her throat, balls deep, and stroked him with her tongue. Helpless against her, he shot into her mouth with enough force to take his hips off the ground. Grinding against her face, he moaned her name over and over as he came.

Such perfection, such unbelievable bliss. It took him a while to understand she was licking him clean, rubbing his balls with small, soft hands. The massage felt wonderful, his enjoyment tremendous, until he realised he had a hold on her dark hair, leaving her unable to let him go even if she’d wanted to.

He released her with a curse and quickly withdrew from her mouth. She blinked up at him in surprise as he scooted away and tried to rise.

“Anin, honey, I’m so sorry.” Ass that he was, he had trouble catching his breath after what she’d done for him. Hell, he could barely stand, still caught in quaking spasms that leaked from his cock.

“You didn’t enjoy it?” she asked softly and licked a drop of his cum from her lips.

He groaned. “Too much. I didn’t mean—”

“Good.” She smiled and left him staring after her, stunned.

“Might want to tuck your dick back in your trousers,” Set offered from behind him. “Or she might take that as an invitation for more.” Humour laced his words, and he wore an expression of deep satisfaction.

“What the hell? How—why did she...?”

“She’s been trying to please you since she got on board, you
drun
. Didn’t you see how happy you made her?”

Confused, Nu tucked himself back in his pants with shaky hands. “Happy because I forced her to go down on me?”

“How did you force her? That little temptress had her hands around your cock and her mouth over you with the skill of a Nebite seductress.” Set chuckled and shifted, and Nu noticed his hard-on. “I’m still waiting for my turn.”

“You mean you haven’t...?” Nu had suspected a sexual involvement between his brother and Anin, as much time as the two of them spent closeted together. And Set didn’t seem as frustrated as Nu felt day in, day out.

“Not yet.” Set grimaced and took a deep breath. “My nights are sheer hell. I’ve been waiting for you.”

“What?”

“You still don’t get it.” Set shook his head. “This isn’t going to be easy. Unlike you, I talked to Erin and Anin. I know a lot about our new passenger.”

“Oh?” Nu didn’t know what to think. He wanted Anin all over again, but he was alarmed that he’d taken her without her consent, lost in the bliss of her mouth. Then again,
she’d
gone down on
him
and stayed there. Hadn’t she?

“According to Erin, Anin was created almost four years ago. Wait.” Set held a hand up when Nu opened his mouth to protest.
No way in hell was Anin a girl, not with a body like that.
“She, Erin and Ryen went through an advanced maturation, both physically, mentally and emotionally. So before you start worrying that you assaulted an adolescent, you’ll be happy to know Anin’s a mature woman. Nearly the equivalent of a woman several decades old.”

Nu let out the breath he’d been holding. “Great. So I only forced a woman, not a girl, into sex.” Remembering how he’d held her head to his groin, he felt like shit. The ecstasy of his orgasm made him feel even worse.

“You aren’t listening.” Set smacked him in the head. “Anin was used as a sex-sharer by her Handler for years. She was never raped, though I doubt the sex was any good. Those Eyrans are puny.”

“She wasn’t forced?” Nu felt light-headed with relief. Not for himself, but for Anin.

“No. According to Erin, Anin
likes
serving others. Unlike Erin and Ryen, Anin’s much more submissive. More grounded to the reason she was created in the first place.”

“That’s just wrong,” Nu growled.

“She’s not a slave. She’s submissive. And a good one. You came how hard?” Set asked sardonically. “The past few weeks she’s been happy helping us. Don’t you remember how she gushed when Mara put her in charge of the laundry? She was ecstatic to help the crew.”

“Are you serious?”

“Very. What do you think she and I spend all our time doing? Not fucking,” he said with feeling. “We were talking.”

“Why didn’t you fuck her? I know you want to.”
                                                                    

Set’s arousal had yet to abate, and he shifted uncomfortably. “You have no idea how much I want to, especially seeing how she got you off in like ten seconds.”

Nu flushed. “Fuck you.”

“I want her to get to know me, to know us. You scare her. You don’t accept what she needs because it upsets
you
. Damn, Nu. You’ve always been into the rougher stuff. Why is it so hard to give Anin what she needs?”

“Because I’m afraid of hurting her. Or at least, I was.” Puzzled, Nu thought about what had just happened. “Did you see all of it?”

Set swallowed. “Yeah, and it’s killing me.”

“Did she push me down, or was that just me being clumsy?”

Set grinned. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, brother. Anin’s a puzzle. She’s shy and submissive but has the strength of a Ragga.”

“Bullshit.”

“It’s true. She’s got the same genes as Ryen and Erin. Remember Ryen? He’s the only man who’s ever beaten us.
Both of us
. Anin’s got his stock. She’s a tough one, but she won’t ever show it unless you order her to.”

Though the notion had its appeal, Nu couldn’t fathom demanding Anin’s compliance. She looked so sweet, so pure. He still had a hard time acknowledging she’d deep-throated his shaft. He had never felt such pleasure, not even with...Lita.
And why can’t I remember your face, Lita?