“So. Good." She closed her eyes and rocked on top of him."It'd be better if I wasn't worried about accidentally bleeding out."She still had her knife pressed to his jugular...~Annika/Creed”

“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”

“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”

“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”

“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”

“you think I"m that desperate?""The raging hard-on jabbing at me says yes."~Creed/Annika”

“Of course, she hunted them down later and made it clear that if they so much as looked at him again, she'd pull a Viking and rip their lungs out of their chests, flip them over their shoulders and turn them into wings.~Annika”