Free Assassin Mine by Cynthia Sax Page A

me,” he demanded, raking his teeth over her
shoulder, the pain exquisite and real. “Claim me as I claim you.” He fastened
his mouth over the curve of her neck and bit.
    “Darius!” she screamed, breaking orbit, spinning along the
blackness of space, an inconsequential planet spiraling into a glorious sun,
the entry scorching, burning away her inhibitions. She ripped at his skin with
her fingernails and clamped down on his shaft with her pussy muscles.
    He shouted her name and surged upward, bathing her pussy
with hot cum. Sabria held on tightly, riding his wildly bucking hips, not
allowing him to displace her. Darius was hers, no longer her captor, but her
prisoner, and she would never release him.
    He quieted and his breathing leveled, his limbs stilling.
She loosened her grasp, her fingernails reddened with blood and her body
covered with a sheen of perspiration. “I hurt you.” She licked the stripe of
red running across his pale skin, the coppery taste of his blood coating her
tongue. “I’m sorry.”
    “Did you mark the other males?” Darius gazed at her, his
eyelids partially lowered, shading his crimson eyes. “Did you claim them?”
    He knows how I feel for him. “No.” She shook her
head, her cheeks heating. “I’ve only claimed you, Darius.” She laid her head on
his chest. “Only you.”

Chapter Six
     
    Darius tracked the progress of the approaching merc ship,
dread settling low in his stomach. I must please Sabria more, sexually
binding her to me before her brother arrives. He scrolled through the
Federation-sourced humanoid sex manual, seeking to expand his limited
knowledge.
    Darius rubbed the scratches on his chest, the lingering pain
a stimulating reminder of how he’d satisfied her. I’m the only male she’s
marked.
    “The USS Freedom is requesting we open hailing
frequencies, Captain,” Ship informed him.
    Fuck . Darius flicked through images on his
private viewscreen and located his female. Sabria remained in the breeding
chamber, her plump lips twisted in concentration, her gorgeous ass raised in
the air as she repaired the chair he’d never again subject her to. Darius
ignored his arousal and fastened his jacket, concealing the scratches on his
pale skin.
    “Comply.” Darius fixed a bored, blank expression on his
face, disguising his dangerous, confusing feelings for Sabria, feelings her
brother Traz could use to manipulate him.
    “Captain Traz of the USS Freedom speaking, presenting
a proposition benefiting the Balazoid military.” A scarred male with one
artificial eye and Sabria’s coloring glared at Darius through the main
viewscreen. The male, Sabria’s brother, had his arm wrapped around the neck of
a pale-haired, violet-eyed female.
    Something is wrong. Darius stared at the image,
seeking physical evidence for his suspicions. “State your proposition, Captain
Traz.”
    “I wish to trade future-bender Falyn for your breeder.”
Sabria’s brother held his gaze without blinking.
    He’s a worthy adversary. Darius noted Traz’s
strength. And a worthy protector for Sabria , a small voice inside him
added. “Future-bender Falyn?” He leaned forward, seeing nothing special in the
female. “It has not been reported missing from its station.” He tested his
theory.
    A soft growl rolled through the audio link. “ She completed her assignments and the Federation won’t discover I’ve taken her until next cycle.” Traz’s human eye blazed with anger and Darius smothered his
grin, easily reading his opponent’s emotions. “Timing can be crucial, don’t you
agree?”
    Sabria’s brother wants the future-bender. The Balazoids will want her even more. Darius’ lips twitched. Once I have her, I can
have everything—Sabria, freedom, happiness. “It can be.” He scanned Traz’s
ship and detected only two life forms.
    “I don’t have time to waste, Balazoid ,” Sabria’s
brother barked, trying to rush a decision Darius had already made. “The
future-bender