Free Creations 3: Creating Chemistry by Marie Harte Page A

without leaning over her clit. He pulled out and laid his cock on her pelvis. “Look at me. See how hard you make me? How hot? I’m slick with your desire, Anin. Just like Set is when he’s fucking you. He and I are so much alike. But we’re different, too. He’s a gentler soul.” Nu held her gaze as he spread her thighs wider. He poised at her entrance. “I’m not gentle.” He rammed inside her so hard it hurt, but as he continued to pound into her, the pain turned into something else entirely. Pure pleasure burst inside her as he shouted and came.
    She squeezed around him when he tried to withdraw. Surprise filled his eyes as he thrust back inside her and came again.
    “Fuck. Anin, what are you doing to me?” He groaned when he finally withdrew, spurting the last few drops of his cum on her clit. He rubbed her with light strokes. “Come again, meena .” Three were all she needed before she lost control and climaxed. “You like the pain, don’t you?” he asked in a hard voice. But beneath his anger, she sensed his surprise.
    “I like you,” she answered as she stared up at him. So beautiful with his bright eyes, clenched jaw and long, ragged hair framing that masculine face. He looked like a warrior, one shying away from claiming what could rightfully be his had he the mind to take it.
    “Damn it.” Nu scowled and blanketed her. He kissed her hard, stealing her oxygen until she nearly passed out. He stood and tucked himself back in his trousers, then lifted her in his arms.
    Moments later, he dropped her in Set’s lap. “I have work to do. I’ll be back later.” He left the house.
    “Anin.” Set grinned. “Baby, you are absolutely getting a reward for whatever you did to piss off my brother.”
    “I’m sorry,” she started but was cut off by a kiss.
    “Don’t be. I’ve never seen Nu so shaken. Not in the seven years since Lita died. Trust me. You’re doing fine.”
    Anin groaned and curled into his arms. Her body was sore, well-used and sticky.
    “What say we go for a ride?”
    A ride was the last thing she wanted, but she couldn’t deny Set’s good mood.
    “Okay.”
    “But first, we clean you up.”
    Set wouldn’t let her help, nor would he let her tend to his erection, which looked imposing even through his trousers as he cleaned her. Embarrassed when he cleaned her all over, she stood still as he smoothed cream over her womanly parts with a lavender balm. In seconds, the soreness vanished.
    “Nu bought some of this today.” Set smirked. “Thought you might need some after your work-out this morning.”
    “Jerk,” she said offhand, then froze when she realised she’d said it out loud.
    Set laughed and hugged her. “That’s the Anin I’ve come to expect. You constantly surprise me. Yeah, I am a jerk. I owe you an apology I know you won’t accept. It’s not really fair of me to throw you at Nu the way I have. But you don’t know how good you are for him.” Set stood and kissed her softly on the mouth. “Your gentle soul is what he needs, what I need. I’m not letting you go, Anin.”
    She didn’t know what to say, or even what he really meant, so she nodded instead.
    “Now let’s put these new clothes to work.” He dressed her in a brown outfit and boots, as well as a soft, full length cloak the colour of midnight blue. “Matches your eyes.”
    His comparison made her blush.
    Set programmed the house security to recognise her handprint and voice before leading them to the surface. He readied a rak to mount and promised to make the trip easy. Silence filled the small space between them, and then he changed the subject. “I’m sorry we weren’t there when you woke this morning. We needed to see our parents.” Set sounded amused.
    “What’s so funny?”
    “My mother very much wants to meet with you for longer than a ‘hello’. And for some reason Nu feels threatened by that.”
    She took a moment. “We’re going to ride to your family unit, aren’t we?”