Star Haven: Sinful

  Star Haven: Sinful

  Anne Kane

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  Copyright ©2010 Anne Kane

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  Star Haven: Sinful

  Anne Kane

  When Roark captures the sexy Stargazer, he has no idea how quickly she’ll capture his heart.

  When Breanne is captured by an interstellar bounty hunter, she is furious. Her mission is to rescue a fellow Stargazer who fell prey to pirates, and she can’t do that from the brig of Roark’s spaceship.

  When she convinces him that they should join forces, though, they find out just how powerful they can be together. The pirates don’t stand a chance against their combined wrath.

  Chapter One

  Breanne twisted and turned, attempting to loosen the man’s grip. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She let out her breath in an exasperated hiss. “I’m not some little station bitch you can pick up and use for your pleasure.” Her legs flailed helplessly in the air as she dangled from his broad shoulder, his arm wrapped around her midsection like an iron band.

  The man just laughed and shifted his grip a little higher, his biceps pressing hard on her ass. “Feisty little thing, aren’t you?” He pointed an access card at the barricade, pausing for a brief moment while the computer scanned the card. The barrier dissolved to allow them into the outer ring of the space station that housed the docking rings for travelers’ spaceships. “I can see how you managed to get this far. You bluff better than a moon-cat trying to scavenge food for her kits. Your bond-master warned me about your acting skills.”

  “My bond-master?” Breanne stopped squirming and tilted her head to look over her shoulder at him. If he wasn’t busy kidnapping her, he’d be just the kind of man she drooled over. At least six and a half feet tall, he had the broad shoulders and wide chest of a man who didn’t spend his days riding herd on a desk. Long and luxurious, his dark hair brushed his shoulders in thick waves. She let her gaze slide down to his groin, where the skintight uni-suit stretched over the thick bulge of his cock. Possibilities danced through her mind and she felt heat staining her cheeks.

  She gave her head a mental shake, and met his amused gaze. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m a free woman. I don’t have a bond-master.”

  “Right. You just happen to be a dead ringer for an escaped bond-servant who was last seen heading for this station aboard a stolen flitter craft.” He chuckled, the sound deep and rich. “We’ll see what Mr. Keiro has to say about that when I call to collect the bounty on you.”

  Oh great. Breanne rolled her eyes in exasperation. This Keiro person would confirm the mistake, but not before she lost precious time. And time was not on her side.

  She’d hoped to meet up with the Stargazer she’d been tracking before Talia was whisked off-station again by her dubious crew. Rumor had it that Stargazer Talia was not with the crew of the Alpher of her own free will. As a member of the ruling Triad of Star Haven, it was Breanne’s sworn duty to protect all Stargazers, and she took her duty very seriously.

  “Perhaps you can contact this Keiro by vid-call and have him identify me?” That should end this little farce in a hurry.

  “Nice try. You know he abhors the use of vid-tech.” The behemoth ran his hand across her thighs in an overly familiar caress. “He set up the bounty by remote server-bot. You’ll be home soon enough. You might want to consider how you plan to work off the reward he offered for your return. Bond-masters generally aren’t the generous type.”

  Breanne groaned. She could see her chance of intercepting the Alpher and talking to Talia slipping away. She twisted her wrists, hoping to loosen the plas-tek he’d wrapped around them. No luck. The damn man knew how to tie a bond. Frustration flared in her. “You’re not listening, you jerk. You have the wrong woman!” She shrieked, more in surprise than pain as the idiot had the audacity to bring his hand down on her ass in a stinging slap.

  “You need to learn some manners, Breanne. Calling me names is not going to put you on my good side.”

  “I don’t want to be on your good side.” She glared at him. “I don’t want to be anywhere near you.”

  The man took a sharp right turn and headed down one of the access corridors. “That’s too bad, because I’m the only person you’re going to see for the next ten solar cycles. You might want to reconsider your attitude. Life could be a lot more pleasant if you cooperate.”

  Breanne opened her mouth to make a quick retort, then hesitated. It might not be wise to antagonize the bounty hunter any further. It looked like she was going to have to put up with his company for a while. She swallowed hard and attempted to inject a note of sincerity into her voice. “How do you know my name? You didn’t stop to introduce yourself before abducting me, so I’m at a disadvantage. I have no idea what your name is.”

  “Where were my manners?” He stopped in front of an access door and tilted his chin to let the security field scan his retinal patterns. A subdued whooshing sound signaled its acceptance of him and the airlock cycled open to allow them access. “Your name was on the bounty posting. Mine is Roark Danning, freelance bounty hunter. Welcome aboard the Blazing Star. If you behave, we could have a very pleasant voyage.”

  The suggestive note in his voice, along with the way his fingers caressed the back of her thighs, left little to her imagination. The fact that her name and the missing bond-servant’s name were identical puzzled her, but the metallic clang signaling the outer hatch shutting behind them distracted her from commenting on it.

  Once they left the station, she’d be at his mercy.

  “Don’t panic. I’m not going to hurt you.” Roark strode down a narrow passageway and entered a room to the left. Breanne glanced around the sparse furnishings. The brig she surmised, by the lack of amenities and single entranceway. She took a deep breath.

  He loosened his grip to allow her to slide down to her feet, while holding her close enough that she could feel every luscious inch of his hard male body, including that intriguing bulge at his groin. Standing, she had to look up to see the smoldering expression in his eyes. He had to be at least six and a half feet tall, she estimated. At six foot even, she rarely had to look up to a man,
and the experience was unsettling. A member of the ruling Triad of Star Haven, she was used to being the one in control of any given situation.

  Amusement danced in Roark’s smoke-gray eyes, and she knew he could sense her uncertainty. She felt her temper rising, but this wasn’t the time to indulge in a tantrum. She needed to get on with her mission, and to do that she needed to outsmart this sinfully sexy bounty hunter.

  Reaching behind her, he released her wrists, wrapping the length of plas-tek into a neat coil and tucking it into a pocket. The feel of his turgid shaft digging into her soft belly gave her a sinfully delicious idea. As a Stargazer she could harness the power generated by sexual encounters, and if she seduced this bounty hunter, she could use his own arrogant power against him. She felt the corner of her mouth curve up as she let her lashes sweep down to hide the calculating gleam in her eyes. “My, you’re a big man. Maybe we can work something out.” She let a note of breathless anticipation creep into her voice while her left hand moved over his chest in a practiced caress.

  His eyes darkened as he pulled her in, and his shaft swelled even larger. Breanne relaxed, molding her body against his, and tilted her head. She parted her lips slightly and let the tip of her tongue slide along the edges, leaving them wet and glistening.

  “Now that’s more like it.” His arms tightened around her, drawing her even closer as he lowered his head to take her lips in a searing kiss that sent lust coiling deep in the pit of her belly. His tongue slid along the seam of her lips, demanding entrance. Breanne acquiesced, opening her mouth to allow him to plunder at will.

  He took immediate advantage, his tongue sweeping in to explore every nook and cranny, sliding along her teeth and probing deep. Not submissive by nature, Breanne used her tongue to challenge him, letting him know how much she wanted him. She felt the heat slide along every nerve when he refused to back down. Most men deferred to her status as part of the ruling Triad, letting her take the lead in sexual encounters.

  Roark broke off first, nibbling his way down her neck. His sharp teeth sent darts of liquid heat sliding down her spine, and a soft whimper escaped her.

  “Like that, do you?” He chuckled softly and scooped her up in his muscular arms. “I told you I wouldn’t hurt you.”

  She blinked, and then realized he was referring to his earlier comment. Making a conscious effort to relax, she raised her arms to wind them around his neck. “I won’t hurt you either.” She favored him with a full smile. “Unless you want me to.”

  “You are a feisty little morsel, aren’t you? I can see why Keiro is in such a hurry to get you back.” He bent to toss her onto the sleeping platform.

  Breanne rolled over and stretched out on the firm surface. Looking up, she saw the bounty hunter’s amused expression as he stripped off his clothing with a minimum of wasted movement and tossed it carelessly on the floor. She studied his nude body with interest as he stalked toward her. She’d seen her share of naked men, and he was impressive. Heavy muscles covered a large frame, and a jagged scar ran from beneath his left nipple to the edge of his hip. Her gaze went lower, to where his thick shaft jutted out from a nest of dark curls. She licked her lips in anticipation of the energy their union would produce.

  “Strip.”

  The single word, uttered in a husky growl, sent a shiver of lust spinning down her spine. She got to her feet in the middle of the sleeping platform, letting the natural buoyancy of the platform cause her body to sway seductively. Making eye contact, she let a smile play across her lips while she raised her hands to the tiny seals that held the uni-suit closed down the front. Humming an ancient fertility song, she toyed with each seal before releasing them one by one. The taut material sprang apart as each seal gave way, opening a path from neck to thigh.

  She watched his eyes darken as her full breasts spilled free of their restraints, and her smile widened. Seduction was one of the first things a Stargazer learned. The bounty hunter didn’t stand a chance. She continued to release the seals, letting her hips sway in time to her humming, and soon she stood before him completely naked. She lifted her arms above her head, the move lifting her breasts.

  Roark let his breath out in a loud whoosh, his gaze devouring her full figure. “We may be taking the long route back to Keiro’s.” He reached out and grasped her wrist to gently tug her toward him.

  Breanne stepped into the circle of his arms and sank to her knees, putting her lips only inches from his. His warm breath feathered gently across her face as they stared at each other. His eyes, dark with want and need, started a familiar tightening deep in her belly. She let her eyelids flutter down as she licked her lips, patiently waiting for him to make the first move.

  His lips were firm and hard, covering hers to take possession of her mouth. His tongue invaded, probing deep, and Breanne parted her lips to allow him full access. He tasted fresh and male and dominant, the combination triggering her most basic needs. She could feel moisture gathering in her sex. Bringing her arms up, she wound them around his neck, her fingers twining in his dark, crisp hair. She ran her tongue across his sensuous bottom lip, teasing him.

  His response was immediate, deepening the kiss and wrapping his muscular arms tight around her. Breanne leaned into him, reveling in the feel of a hard male body pressed against her. Roark feathered kisses from the corner of her mouth to her ear, pausing to nibble on the sensitive lobe with his sharp teeth. Breanne sucked in a deep breath, her pulse racing. He worked his way lower, trailing his lips across her cheek and down to the hollow of her throat.

  Breaking off his moist exploration, he picked her up and laid her down in the middle of the bed, climbing up to straddle her. “You are so beautiful. If you didn’t have a price on your head, I’d be tempted to keep you for myself.” He cupped her breasts in his big hands, kneading the firm mounds.

  Breanne arched her back, moaning softly. The feel of his warm skin against hers sent ripples of pleasure coursing along her entire body. She lifted her hand, stroking the scar that bisected his chest. The thought of someone deliberately trying to harm him raised an unexpected flicker of alarm in her. She let her fingers drift to his hard nipples, gliding across them in a gentle caress.

  He shuddered deeply, then lowered his head to suck one nipple into his mouth. Warm, liquid heat enveloped her and her body reacted instantly, her nipples rising to sharp peaks under his attention. He licked and sucked, feasting on each breast in turn. Never had her body reacted so quickly to a male. Need and want lanced down her spine with agonizing intensity.

  He scored his teeth across one nipple before working his way lower, nipping and licking his way down to her belly. He detoured around her navel, his tongue trailing a fiery path to the sensitive hollow of her hips.

  Breanne wasn’t sure exactly when she lost control, when her calculated seduction became an unabashed surrender to his hands and his mouth. She writhed beneath him, low moans escaping her lips as his sinfully sexy mouth pushed her lust even higher. His hand brushed across her bare mound, and she whimpered, arching up against it.

  Roark chuckled, the sound low and very male. He slid one finger between the lips of her pussy, stroking the tender flesh before he plunged it deep inside her slick sex. “Tell me you like it, little one.” He whispered the words against her belly.

  “I like it.” She couldn’t lie. Not to him. Not to herself. She moved her hips in time to the rhythm of his finger as he plunged it in and out. And all the time, he watched her, his dark eyes narrowed and focused.

  “I knew you would. I could see it in your eyes the minute I found you. You were born for this, born for sex.” He shifted lower, swiping his tongue from her clit to her anus in one long, wet stroke that sent her libido soaring to the stars before he settled himself between her thighs and fastened his mouth over her sex. His tongue was nothing short of pure magic, coaxing her higher and higher, sending curls of liquid heat racing along her skin.

  Just when she felt her climax building, Roark removed his mouth and
got up on his knees. She gasped in protest at the sudden absence of warm pressure, opening her lids to look up into his dark eyes.

  He grinned and flipped her over with a casual strength that made her realize the bounty hunter might not be entirely human. Then, all rational thoughts fled as he grasped her hips from behind, pulling her up onto her hands and knees. She gasped as she felt his cock push eagerly against the entrance to her sex.

  Roark entered her with one hard thrust, plunging his cock balls-deep in her slick channel. Breanne whimpered as darts of erotic heat fanned throughout her entire body.

  He began to shaft her with long, deep strokes of that magnificent cock. Slow at first, he let the pace build as she matched him stroke for stroke, moaning and pushing back against him. In. Out. Harder. Faster.

  She felt the climax building again, starting at the tips of her toes and sweeping throughout her. Wave after wave of exquisite pleasure washed over her, and she writhed in ecstasy. Dimly, she heard him growl out in triumph just as his hot seed jetted inside her.

  The two of them collapsed onto the platform in a tangled heap of limbs, their ragged breathing sounding loud in the confines of the small room. Breanne could feel the energy seeping into her, and she let a sleepy smile curve her lips. Soon, his energy would aid her in escaping, while he would still be exhausted from their exertions. An unfamiliar tinge of regret swept through her as fatigue overcame her and she drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter Two

  Roark frowned at the call log. He’d sent a message to Mr. Keiro to let him know that he’d found and detained Breanne. He’d expected to receive an immediate confirmation with the coordinates to a meeting spot by now, but the message terminal remained stubbornly blank. Unless the man was a computer geek and could mask his online presence from Roark’s cyborg senses, he hadn’t even bothered to pick up the incoming message. Strange. The reward posting had made it sound like the bond-master was sitting on the edge of his console chair waiting for someone to bring back his wayward slave.