“Gotcha." Her smile was smug as she held her elbow against his windpipe, her thighs clenching around his shoulders."I planned this," he grunted."Yeah sure--keep telling yourself that, ghost boy.""You like being my prisoner, don't you?""Take off your pants," he mumured..."I'm supposed to be back at ACRO soon.""Not before you come atleast three times.""Is that so?""Pants Annika," he repeated.."Sit.On.My.Face.""Now who's giving orders," she murmured~Cree and Annika”

“Annika--""I don't want this to be the end." she croaked."Why?""Why?" he repeated, his voice as hoarse as hers."Because I'm afraid of losing you." She stared into his eyes, made sure he understood how much this meant to her."And I've never been afraid of anything, so this must mean something."~Creed/Annika”

“What do you want, Annika?" He dipped his head so his lips brushed her ear."Make me come." "God, Creed. Make me come.""Don't say it like it's an order. Ask for it.""No.""That's my Ani," he murmured. "Too proud to beg." "You get what you want when I get what I want.""Please. Please make me come.""Too late for begging," he said against her ear. "I want more now.""What do you want?""I want the truth," he said. "I want to hear you say you want me.""Creed." "Say it.""Can't.""Say it.""I want you," she blurted, unable to stop herself or the giant sob that followed.~Annika/Creed”

“Deaf and blind to all but her pants and her hazy bluebell eyes as she rocked into bliss, he clenched her hips as if she held his life in her hands.Like she already held his heart.”

“Damn Ani," he panted, as she licked him clean and then tucked him into his pants."Where did you learn that?""Adam.""What?" Creed had dropped his hands to her shoulders, and they tightened into claws."Adam Yates. You know him. The Seducer? Ow. Your fingers--""When?" His voice matched his expression, filled with rage and raw possession. It was kinda hot, and a little scary."I had sessions with him a long time ago. I needed to learn to seduce guys for assignments. He taught me how to kiss and touch a guy and give blow jobs and that thing with my tongue and your-""Stop. Jesus Christ, stop.""You asked," she muttered....~Creed/Annika”

“She searched his face. "Why did you do this -- go to all this trouble, indulge in what I'm sure will prove a shockingly hideous expense?He returned he gaze steadily "You like music."It was that simple -- he let her read the truth in his eyes. Then she shivered. He reached for the shawl she'd left over her chair and held it up. She hesitated, then turned so he could drape it over her shoulders. Releasing the fine silk, he closed his hands about her shoulders; leaning closer, he murmured, "As with other pleasures, my reward is your delight.”