Free Creations 1: The Perfect Creation by Marie Harte Page B

rocked over him, playing with her pace and roughness, finding a rhythm she liked. But Rafe stopped her too soon. “What?”
    “Keep it up and I’ll come.” His raw voice sent another surge of heat through her, and without thought, her arousal pulsed through her pores to draw him closer. “Fuck.” Rafe clenched her hips like a lifeline, dragging in a breath of her perfume. “I’m going to punish you for that, you little tease. But I need to know a few things first.”
    His restraint only increased her ardour. No other male had ever been able to resist her.
    Not even her Creator or Handler, though they’d tried. They had years of training on their side, but when she’d finally made up her mind to leave, enticing them to show their vulnerabilities had been frighteningly easy.
    Rafe, however, matched her will. And she wanted more than anything to give him what he needed.
    “Ask me your questions.” She would tell him what he wanted to hear. Whatever he needed, she’d give him.
    Rafe closed his eyes and forced her to remain still, and she could feel his hard cock pulsing with his heartbeat, her sensitivity incredibly tuned to his. “I’m sorry, baby, but if I don’t ask now, I have a feeling we’ll be knee-deep in peacemakers and scientists before you know it.” Rafe shifted his hips, rubbing her clit against his pelvic bone, and she moaned.
    “That’s right. I’m filling you, baby. Just me. I own you now.”
    “ Yes .” Ecstasy consumed her, and she understood what Anin always sought but had never found during her sexual trysts. The ability to surrender fully, mind and body, to another.
    “Blue Rim. Are they really as bad as you say they are?”
    “Yes.”
    “They’re using prisoners in their experiments?” His grip gentled and he thrust deeper inside her, arching into her sex.
    The movement jolted her body to claw at fulfilment. “I’m telling the truth, yes.” She clenched her inner walls, and he cursed, moving inside her again.
    “Then tell me one more truth, baby. You’re not and never were a prisoner, right?” Her mind shrieked at her to deny it, but her will was no longer her own. The urge to submit overwhelmed her need to maintain her secret. “No,” she whispered, lost when he touched her clit, rubbing the nub as he pushed her to ride him harder.
    “They created you, didn’t they?”
    She didn’t want to tell him, didn’t want to say it. But seeing him stare up at her as if she were his salvation, she slowly nodded.
    Rafe only rubbed her faster, and then the hand still gripping her hip moved up to cup her breast, pinching the bud with delicious roughness. “ Fuck. Come around me, Erin. Suck me deep, baby, while I come inside you.” His harsh command elated her, pushing her into an all-encompassing climax.
    She could barely breathe as the state of perfection blanketed her, and as Rafe shouted his own release, both his seed and his spirit found her, bathing her with comfort and warmth, and what felt oddly enough like true affection.
    Moments later she lay slumped over him, his callused palm centred over her lower back, their bodies still joined as they recovered from such an extraordinary coupling.
    “It’ll be okay, Erin.” Rafe murmured her name as he stroked her. “This will all work out.”
    Moments passed, and her peace gradually faded. This will all work out , he’d said. But for whom? Recalling what she’d confessed in the heat of passion, Erin knew the enormity of what she’d done. The calm she’d experienced now felt like a vat of Agoba acid. Staring down at a male she knew only as a manipulator, a thief and an opportunist, Erin gaped in horror and did the only thing she could think to do.
    She grabbed hold of his neck and squeezed.

Chapter Six

    “I want to know how she and the others got away.” Canunn shook his head as he and Synster conferred in the landing bay of Sector Eight on Nebe6, the System’s infamous pleasure planet. Canunn had insisted they stand a