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Creation's Control [MultiFormat]
eBook by Marie Harte

eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
eBook Description: It's all about control... Now freed from the labs where he was created, tested and tortured, Ryen can't cope with the violent needs pressing him. The men on planet Mardu can't fight worth a damn and he can't chance sex with the females because he doesn't want to hurt anyone. Then there's Drekk, always bugging him, pushing him, attracting him..." Drekk knows what it's like to have the needs only a Creation can experience. He's learned to blend in with the populace and balance a Creation's desire to submit with his own powerful personality. He'll teach Ryen the same, but it won't be easy. With the help of some 'tough love', he's sure he can show Ryen a measure of peace. In the process, he'll find himself both the master and the slave when he submits to the connection growing between them and falls in love.

eBook Publisher: Total-e-bound, Published: http://www.total-e-bound.com, 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2008

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"Hot DAMN! Marie Harte's Creation's Control is one long, exciting rolling orgasm of a read...Ms. Harte presents one seamless, tightly knit plot that intertwines the two genres in a way that make them complement and complete each other. Toss in a starring cast of impeccably edible characters and what is not to adore about Creation's Control?"--Keely SSensual EcataRomance

"You didn't complain about the coya fruit last night." Drekk's bland tone contrasted with the wicked look in his eyes.

"Asshole," Ryen muttered as he attacked the plate Drekk set before him. Much as Drekk annoyed him, the jerk also amused him.

"Damn, is that a smile I see?" Drekk stared in mock astonishment.

"Cut it out." Ryen's grin grew wider.

"I think I may pass out from the shock."

"Good. Then I'll get my hands on that controller and fly out of here."

"Have fun searching for it."Drekk rubbed his chest. "I hid it on my body today."

Ryen wanted to look for it, right now. Shaking free of such thoughts, he tried to focus on his food. But as he ate, he couldn't stop glancing at Drekk's sculpted chest through the v-neck of the vest he wore. Nor could he avoid the large arms Drekk flashed as he gesticulated while he ate. The taciturn man he'd once thought Drekk to be never seemed to shut up.

Oddly, Synster's warnings of perversions and unnatural longings seemed less significant each day Ryen spent in Drekk's company. What could it hurt to indulge in some human curiosity? Drekk was a hardy male. Ryen wouldn't break him, as Drekk had said. Which made Ryen wonder what it would be like to lose control during sex, to let it all out...

"Okay. Today we work on your control." Drekk stood and put his dishes into the wash receptacle. "If you finish that mound on your plate, we'll get started."

Ryen finished his meal in record time, eager to see what Drekk had in mind--to hasten his exit out of this place, he reminded himself. "We going to lose the cuffs today?"

"You're kidding, right? You're going to need them later."

Ryen immediately went on alert. "Why?"

"See? That's why. I'm just screwing with you, and you're ready to take my head off. I'm trying to teach you a new way to live, Ryen. I can't be on my guard one hundred percent. Once you 'hit the wall', like I know you will, we'll both be glad for the cuffs."

"You keep threatening it. Just do it. Push me as hard as you can. Watch me handle it."

Ryen could taste his excitement. "I've been good the past three days, haven't I?"

Drekk shook his head. "You're not ready yet. Get over here and assume Petal One hand position." When Ryen hesitated, Drekk turned mean. "Now."

The need to obey hit him hard. Off balance, Ryen grumbled as he sat down and crossed his legs, but he had no thought to refuse. He tuned out of his surroundings and followed Drekk's instruction. Soon basking in the harmony within himself, Ryen came to a sudden realisation, one that both shocked and unnerved him. He wanted to submit to Drekk, to a male who had saved his life, but who hadn't bested him in combat. Emotionally stable and even-tempered, superior when it came to control, Drekk had yet to prove himself in an all-out fight.

Why do I want to submit now that I'm free? How fucked up am I? Uncomfortable with the truth, Ryen pulled himself from his meditative state.

Drekk sat across from him, his legs crossed and his arms assuming Petal One position above his head, his hands entwined. Drekk's sluggish pulse and stillness told Ryen he'd entered a similar state of calm.

The strong column of Drekk's throat rippled when he swallowed. The scent of honeyed citrus lingered on his skin, from the blan juice he'd consumed. Muscles tanned by the harsh sun strained as he held his pose, and Ryen wanted to feel that skin under his palms. To cause the male's rosy nipples to pebble, to feel the delineated form of Drekk's abdomen as Ryen worked his way lower.

The temptation Drekk had planted, to see if sex with a male would equal what he imagined, taunted Ryen to take what he wanted. The advantage was his for the moment. With Drekk inwardly focused, Ryen could take him down. Not to harm him, but to test his friend's--the man's--reflexes. Now, when Drekk was vulnerable, Ryen could take what he needed, a warrior's right. It wouldn't be rape, he knew. Drekk had openly admitted he wanted Ryen. What better way, then, to see if Ryen returned the attraction wholeheartedly? But under Ryen's direction, not Drekk's.

Ryen pounced.

He pinned Drekk underneath him in two seconds, one hand over the male's entwined hands, holding him to the ground, the other around Drekk's neck.

"One word from you and I'll disable your tongue." The angle of his fingers under Drekk's jaw meant business. "Nod if you understand."

Drekk glared and nodded.

"Good." Ryen couldn't help his arousal, nor could he miss the hardening bulge in Drekk's trousers. "I'm not going to hurt you," he mimicked. "I just need to confirm something."

Drekk remained still, curiosity warring with the anger in his gaze. Ryen didn't care. He'd danced to Drekk's tune, now it was his turn.

Ryen studied Drekk's face, lingering on his lips. Wanting more, he slowly lowered his mouth. Drekk started to speak and Ryen tightened his hand.

"I know you feel my hand around your neck. I'm not playing, Drekk. Shut up and let me ... do this. I need to know."

With a sigh, Drekk surrendered. The power crushing through Ryen swamped him. Heady that he'd regained control, he kissed Drekk full on the mouth. Unlike a female's soft lips, Drekk's felt firmer. Ryen plundered his mouth with a seeking tongue, tasting the sexual essence of Drekk as his excitement grew.

He ground into Drekk's belly, rubbing his cock along Drekk's while he deepened the kiss. Groaning, he loosened his hold on Drekk's throat and devoured the male. He tasted so damned good, so familiar yet foreign at the same time. Lust built into an all-consuming blaze as Ryen took and took. Drekk moaned under his assault, and it was all Ryen could do to give him some air.

He removed his hands from Drekk's throat and wrists, caught in his own game. Leaning up on one elbow, he ripped Drekk's shirt down the middle and pinched his nipples. Harder, with a roughness that made him want to burst.

"Fuck," Ryen growled and latched onto Drekk's nipple. So unlike the flesh he normally played with, the feel of solid muscle under the taut nipple aroused Ryen with its difference. No fleshy mound, but a steely plane of strength under such tender skin.

Drekk arched into his mouth and thrust against him, pushing Ryen to take more. In a frenzy, he shoved his hand down Drekk's trousers and gripped his hot cock. Drekk moaned his name.

"Oh yeah. Better." Ryen returned his attention to Drekk's chest. He bit hard.

Drekk sucked in a breath and moisture beaded at the tip of his shaft. "Stop," Drekk breathed when Ryen let go of his shaft to massage his balls.

The feel of another man's shaft hard and slick for him sent Ryen over the edge. Like an animal, he tore at Drekk's clothes. He nipped and sucked, laving his way down Drekk's body, using any and all excuse to rub against his grey-eyed seducer.

"More," Ryen rasped until he captured Drekk's cock in his mouth. So fucking good ... He let go of the pheromones bursting at the seams.

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