Creations 3: Creating Chemistry (6 page)

“I don’t think I’d call Set little.” She licked her lips, cursing silently when Nu focused on her mouth. “So he’s gone then?”

Nu nodded. His hand shot out to wrap around her neck, but he didn’t squeeze. The heat from his palm and the danger in their positions aroused her unbearably. Perfume drifted between them, and he grinned with satisfaction.

“Well, how about you find me something to wear?” Anin tried to ignore her tenuous safety.

“You can wear me.”

She blinked at him, startled at how much she wanted to do just that. Then she remembered Set’s orders.
You are not to comply with his wishes at all. Only mine.
Set hadn’t told her she could accept Nu. Not yet. So as much as she wanted to, she didn’t use her scent to act on her desire, but to capture Nu’s attention.

Releasing more perfume into the air, she watched Nu’s pupils dilate. His nostrils flared, and he stepped closer, his erection an obvious thing as it pressed against his trousers. Large and growing larger as she stared at it.

“What do you say, Anin? Want to try me on for size?” He leaned closer to kiss her, his hand firm but not at all harmful around her neck.

With a burst of speed, Anin shoved Nu away from her and hurried out of the lav. When he followed her into the common area, instead of backing away, she faced him and poked a finger in his chest. “This is the way you treat a guest?” Frustrated and angry that Set hadn’t given her leave to accept his brother, she funnelled her anger towards Nu. “You threaten? You intimidate using sex as a weapon?”

Nu’s breathing deepened. “By Vas’ Hammer, I’m going to fuck you so damned hard.”

“I don’t think so.” She tried to slap his face but he caught her. With her free hand, she tried again. And had both hands trapped, which left her legs.

Her towel decided at that moment to fall, leaving her bare and vulnerable to Nu.

“Fuck me
.
” Nu stared at Anin, his gaze roaming her entire body. His eyes flared yellow, a brilliant gold filled with want. He breathed deeply, and Anin groaned when she subconsciously released a ball of scent, at the mercy of her hormones as much as Nu.

“Finally,” Set said from behind them. “I’ve been waiting for this. Say what you want, Nu, but Anin’s what you need.”

Set approached until he stood directly behind her. He rubbed her ass in light circles, stoking her lust even higher. “Let him take you,
meena
. While I watch.” Nu met his gaze and something passed between them.

In the next breath, Set had hold of her hands and Nu was on his knees shoving her legs wide. Before she could say anything, Nu sucked her clit hard.

Her knees buckled, but Set wouldn’t let her go. He rubbed against her back, letting her feel his arousal. “You’re so pretty, Anin. So perfect.”

“She’s ready,” Nu rasped and shoved a finger inside her. “Dripping for me.” He met her gaze with a sneer. “You don’t want me, hmm? Then why are you so fucking wet?” He shoved another finger inside her and sucked her clit hard.

Anin exploded, seizing in a violent climax. Her world turned upside-down as colours and sounds grew vibrant, the scent of Nu and Set, a heady cologne that went straight to her head, saturating everything.

Dizzy, she barely felt Nu take her from Set and turn her onto her belly over the couch.

“You didn’t have permission to come, you little witch.” He shoved his fingers in her pussy before prying her ass cheeks apart. But he didn’t do more than spread her cream over the small hole above. “Now you do what I tell you to.” Nu nudged her legs apart when she would have closed them. “Spread them wide. Wider,” he said. “So I can see that slit dripping with cream. That’s good.”

He took her breath away when he rammed himself inside her channel. So deep, so hard, that she came again. The sensation was incredible as she clenched him with her body.

“That’ll cost you even more.” The raspy pleasure in his voice told her he’d intended to make her come. “Damn, you’re responsive.”

“I told you she was good.”

“Shut up, Set.” Nu withdrew from her only to press into her ass. “Tell me if it hurts.”

He moved slowly with steady pressure that started to sting. As if he knew, he withdrew slightly and pushed in again, easing into her. “I told you to tell me when it hurts.”

“No.” She would die if he stopped taking her. The pain only increased her pleasure, the fullness stretching her, completing her...

“I can’t wait to punish you,” he rasped as he shoved his entire length inside her. “So fucking tight.”

He didn’t talk anymore as he took her hard, reaming her ass with a careful force. Enough to ensure she succumbed to his will, but not enough to truly hurt her. Anin craved this taking as much as she craved his domination. He shouted as he came, but he didn’t stop pumping. Cum dripped down her thighs and still he thrust. Anin sensed Set near and then Nu gripped her hair and yanked her head up. “Suck him dry.”

Yes, Sir. Oh, yes.
She moaned with delight and opened her mouth. Gentler than his brother, Set knelt on the couch in front of her and slid inside her slowly. He didn’t fuck her mouth until she pulled him closer, her hands over his bare ass.

“Don’t baby him. I said suck him dry,” Nu growled as he shoved her over Set’s cock. Nu shuddered and came again, his pleasure feeding hers. But she’d already come twice without permission, and she fought the urge to let go. Instead she pushed her passion at Set, her perfume filling the room.

“Vas yes,” Set groaned as he shot, filling her mouth.

“Swallow every drop,” Nu ordered. “Don’t spill any of it.” He kneaded her ass as she swallowed, and Set withdrew on a shaky sigh.

Anin wanted to come so badly, to feel Nu inside her when she caught that bliss once more. But with so much attention on her, and her masters not participating, she felt strangely embarrassed. When Nu’s fingers found her clit, she froze.

“This pretty little pearl is so slick and hard. Tell me how it feels when I touch it. Show me how much you want to come again.”

 
“I, I... It feels good,” she breathed, discomfited to be on display. She could feel them both watching her and closed her eyes so she couldn’t see Set.

“She closed her eyes,” Set said.

“Open them, now.” Still behind her, Nu yanked her head up by her hair, causing her eyes to tear. She moaned at his forcefulness, close to begging him to punish her. Never had anything felt so right. “Not good enough,
meena
. I’m going to bring you off, and we’re going to watch you every step of the way. Set, go grab me something to clean up with,” he said to his brother.

All Anin heard was Nu calling her
meena
, and her heart melted. Her entire body relaxed, and Nu groaned.

“You submissive little liar. Fuck, I’m going to take you in ways you’ve never dreamed, and you’ll come so hard, over and over.” He withdrew and let go of her to circle to her front. Stroking his cock, he ordered her to watch him. “See this? How hard it gets for you? Yes, you. And you know it.” He took the citrus scented cloth Set handed him and wiped his dick clean. “Come sit on the couch and spread your legs.”

When she didn’t move fast enough, he yanked her onto the couch. His rough handling didn’t come close to abusive, and she could tell that he still used care when touching her. But his intent to dominate, to utterly control her, pushed her into absolute devotion. He and Set were the masters she’d been born to serve. By the stars, she’d waited so long for this.

“Spread your legs and play with yourself.”

“She can’t make herself come,” Set murmured, explaining her training in the labs.

“Yes, she can. If I tell her to, she damn well will.”

Anin squirmed, wet and needy. She touched her clit, letting herself feel what she’d never sought before. Set watched her fingers, but Nu watched her face. She flushed, self-conscious yet incredibly turned on. She moved her fingers faster.

“Tell me how it feels,” Nu commanded and crossed his arms.

“It feels hot. Shameful yet erotic. I don’t like you watching me, but I don’t want you to stop looking.”
Ever.

Nu nodded.

Set raised his gaze to her face, frowning. “Never feel ashamed,” he said with fierce denial. “Not with us. You should know every inch of what gives you pleasure. Make yourself come.”

She moaned and stroked faster, plunging a finger into herself. The heat was unbearable, a coiling tension needing release. She hadn’t believed she would ever feel such bliss at her own hands.

“That’s it.” Nu leaned close and pinched her nipple.

She arched into him, shoving two fingers deeper into her pussy.

“You like the pain, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she hissed, overwhelmed with it all. “Please, it’s too much. I need to come.”

“Let it out,
meena
,” Nu said softly and squeezed her other nipple before releasing them both. “Show us your desire. Make your masters happy.”

She cried out and came, her orgasm powerfully draining. Before she knew it, Set held her in his arms while Nu stared down at them, his expression unreadable.

A glance down his body showed him aroused again. He leaned down to kiss her, then turned and left the room.

“You’re perfect,” Set whispered as he nuzzled her cheek. He shifted her and stuffed her full of his hard cock. “Don’t ever change,
meena
. Dear Vas, you were made for us.” As he worked himself deeper and kissed her breathless, she gave him everything. She floated on waves of rapture, having found that perfect plane of existence she’d often heard about but had never experienced. Anin fell headlong into love.

From his doorway, Nu watched Set fuck her slowly, immersed in her scent and touch.
Damn, but I’m in trouble.
Taking her had been beyond his expectations. And he wanted to do it again, right now. To join his brother, cement their bond and plant himself deeply inside her. Instead he watched Set take her. Anin moulded around his body, femininity incarnate. Her limbs were small but muscular and proportioned to her frame. Those tits smashed against Set’s hard chest, and Nu could only imagine how they’d feel against his.

He was hard yet again, aroused because he couldn’t get enough of Anin. With just one thrust he’d lost himself in her. Guilt ate at him as he felt now what he should have felt for Lita, his late wife. Never had he felt such lust, such all-consuming need. It made him second-guess himself. Had he been too forceful with Anin? He’d held himself back, but the little submissive had acted as if she’d loved his rough handling. Then again, Lita had pretended to like it while she’d told everyone else she hated it, hated him. She’d taken a lover, someone to ease her heavy heart.

By marrying her, Nu had ruined her chances to marry her lover Ivar, another Ragga. By law, a female could only bond once with a Ragga. Unless the bond was initially three, she could never join with another of his kind because her loins would fail to bear fruit, or so he’d been taught. Religious doctrine forbade the desecration of a true Ragga union.
One special female, one bonding
.

How could he feel so deeply for another woman? Sex was one thing. He solved his physical needs often enough. Willing whores for the right price would do anything he wanted. But since Lita, he’d been unable to give in to the base desires that drove him. Instead, he shared females with Set, compliant women who eased his body but did nothing for his heart. Sex was safe, enjoyable and nothing more.

Set shouted Anin’s name and clutched her tightly as he came. Nu sensed the closeness already between the pair. Set meant to claim her. He’d so much as said so on the shuttle. But he wanted Nu in the bonding, to truly join with a mate. A real threesome—with Anin.

Nu’s palms sweated as he thought about opening up on a level like that again. He didn’t know if he could do it. He prized control. Loving Lita had given him nothing but heartache and problems. She’d made him vulnerable, and it had nearly killed him. He’d loved her enough to marry her, a woman he’d known his entire life. What did he really know about Anin?

He stared at her as she settled against Set, who stroked and praised her. The woman cuddled against him like a well-fed leer cat. Nu thought the comparison just, considering the two sides of her personality. The docile woman who wanted to help everyone and the brazen wench who disagreed with everything he said.

His eyes narrowed on his brother’s smile.

Earlier, while Anin had cleaned up in the lav, he’d forced Set to confess. His brother admitted to tampering with Anin’s head, but only to help her see who she really was. As if Nu believed that. Granted, her physical strength pleased him to no end. When he looked at her, he forgot where she came from. But her power couldn’t be ignored. Anin was a Creation, pure and simple. She might just be able to best him. And why did that though make him harder than stone?

Nu shook his head and moved back into his room, needing time to gather his thoughts. Anin appealed to him, no doubt. Both as a strong woman and a compliant lover, she suited him. He couldn’t complain about her appearance or the way she performed on her knees. Vas knew he still couldn’t forget that first orgasm she’d given him. And taking her ass was bliss. But they’d only just rescued her from a lifetime of oppression. How could she know what she really wanted? He’d taken Lita’s choice from her once before. He’d convinced her parents and charmed her into marrying him when her heart had been set on Ivar. Now Lita and Ivar were dead, and Nu had trouble trusting what he felt. A helluva circumstance.

Why do you have to love the woman to fuck her? Why not keep it simple and take what you need without giving your heart? If Set wants Anin, let him have her. No point in you getting caught up in that love trap.
His sense of self-preservation had the right of it, and as he settled into sleep, he resolved to keep his emotional distance while he took Anin in every way imaginable. Enough to push her out of his system, one way or another.

 
Chapter Five

Anin woke the next morning alone in bed. Glancing around, she guessed the room to be Set’s. A haphazard mess of trinkets and weapons from around the System littered shelves, while clothes scattered over the floor in a trail towards a black armoire.