MadeforMe

by L. A. Day

  “Smells great.” He inhaled her fresh, flowery scent. “Almost as good as you do.”

  “I’m sure you’re hungry, so sit down.” She stepped out of his arms and placed his plate on the table.

  “I am hungry…but I would have preferred to skip breakfast and eat you.”

  “Mav, I told you last night that it was a one-time thing.” She grabbed her shake off the counter and slid into a seat on the other side of the table. Her lowered lashes fanned her cheeks as she sucked on her straw.

  He groaned as if in pain. He knew how good those lips felt. “Just a good-time fuck?”

  “I didn’t mean…” She glanced up and away.

  “So, I could have been anybody, even a pleasure droid and it wouldn’t have made a difference? You still would have come so hard you almost passed out. Is that what you’re saying?”

  “Don’t put words in my mouth.”

  His lips curled. He’d like to put something else in her mouth. He lowered his voice. “Could have been a stranger on the street or in a market?”

  “Mav.”

  “A stranger with short dark hair, tight jeans and sunglasses.” Her gaze finally locked with his and he arched a brow.

  “Damn you! You hacked into my system again.”

  “Yep. I know you were describing me and you know I downloaded your image into my cyber sex unit.” He grinned. “Rebecca has a big fucking mouth.”

  “She is blunt.”

  “Wait until you meet her.”

  “It should be interesting.” She licked her lips and his pulse rate increased.

  “Only believe half of what she says.”

  “So, you only fucked about five hundred women.”

  Mav choked on a bite of egg. “She’ll pay for that.”

  “Just kidding.” Kari hesitated. “Mav, have you and Rebecca…?”

  “No way. We’d kill each other.” He chuckled at the thought. Rebecca wasn’t bad looking and she could be a lot of fun but she was more like a sister to him than anything else. A computer geek sister with a wicked sense of humor.

  “Did you…before we met…did you have simulated video sex with my image?”

  Mav’s cheeks burned with the heat of embarrassment. He hadn’t blushed in years. He met her curious gaze head on and nodded. “It didn’t compare to the real thing.”

  She smiled hesitantly. “I—”

  “You have an unidentified guest.” A computerized voice announced as a picture flashed up on the corner monitor, cutting off Kari’s words.

  “That’s Rebecca. She has impeccable timing, as usual.”

  “She’s pretty.” Kari turned and glared at Mav.

  He twisted his lips. “Pretty evil.”

  Rising to her feet, Kari crossed the room to open the door. She couldn’t wait to meet Rebecca. She wanted to see for herself if there was anything between her and Mav. “Hey, Kari, nice to meet you.” The petite redhead whizzed right past her. “So stud, how’d she figure out you weren’t robotic? Couldn’t you keep it up all night?”

  Mav shook his head, his aqua eyes gleamed with amusement as he met Kari’s gaze. “I told you—she’s pure evil.”

  “Hey, I found a way for you to fuck dream girl here.” Rebecca nodded Kari’s way.

  “Rebecca.” They both said in unison.

  “Yeah. I know, inside you’re both thanking me. I know it.”

  “Did you bring the transmitter?” Mav asked.

  “It’s in this ring. Kind of looks like an engagement ring. Maybe you ought to put it on her.” Rebecca shoved the ring at him.

  Kari was quick to hold out her right hand. “Does she have an off button?”

  “I haven’t found one yet but if you want to hold her down, I’ll help you look.”

  “Hey, I don’t get into that kinky threesome shit,” Rebecca spouted.

  “Is there anything else I can do for you before you leave?” Mav asked sarcastically as he tried to usher Rebecca toward the door.

  “Yeah. Kari, do you want me to forward the ALB request I jacked?”

  “No,” Mav snarled.

  “Uh, don’t worry about it. I’ll place the order myself.” Not likely. Mav would be a hard act to follow and somehow the thought of a robotic sex machine just didn’t do it for her anymore. Kari’s gaze flickered up to meet Mav’s glare.

  “You will want to adjust your description.” Rebecca chuckled. “I’d ask for a blond.”

  “Out.” Mav’s hand hit the scanner and the door slid open.

  “See you.” Rebecca waved as she darted out the door.

  “You see why I never tried to fuck her?”

  “She’d probably criticize your technique.”

  “What’s wrong with my technique? You didn’t complain last night.”

  “I didn’t say anything was wrong with it.” Hell, how could he think that she thought that? She’d melted into a puddle under his touch.

  “Then why’d you bring it up?”

  “She criticizes everything.”

  “Are you criticizing my technique?” His brows shot upward.

  “No. Your technique is fine. It’s better than fine. It’s wonderful—the best.” She’d always heard that men were sensitive when it came to their sexual prowess or the size of their package but this was ridiculous.

  “I’m glad we agree.” The corners of his eyes crinkled and his lips curled.

  “You were playing me.”

  “Of course. I know that my technique is beyond reproach.” Mav wagged his dark brows in her direction.

  Smug little shit!

  Chapter Three

  “Can you hear me?”

  Mav stepped around the corner. “I can hear you just fine. Don’t hold the ring to your mouth when you talk. It causes static, plus it makes you look really odd.”

  Kari narrowed her eyes at him and tapped the ring on the wall.

  “Fuck.” He jerked out his earpiece and shook his head. “Taking lessons from Rebecca?”

  “I don’t need them. I do ‘bitch’ really well all by myself.” She batted her lashes at him.

  “My bitch.” He mouthed the words.

  “I’m not your bitch. I told you, it was a one night thing.”

  He smiled and her resolve melted.

  “Just because I asked you to fuck me last night, doesn’t mean we’ll continue to see each other. I’ll admit your practiced technique is tempting but—”

  “Kari, two of my men are listening to everything you say.”

  “Oh shit.” Her hand flew to her mouth.

  “It’s okay. They know I’m hard to resist.” He stressed the word hard as his hand outlined his erection.

  “Mav.” She gasped, and to her horror, her panties dampened.

  “It’ll wait. Now, you need to concentrate on your mission. Stay calm. I’ll be right here. Don’t leave the front two rooms. Johnson’s across the street with a laser. He’ll take Core out if necessary.”

  She shook her hands as her breathing accelerated. “Oh my god.” She couldn’t do this. She wasn’t an agent. What was she thinking?

  “Take a slow, deep breath.”

  She glanced at Mav’s confident smile and nodded. She swallowed hard, closed her eyes and took a deep, cleansing breath. She could do this. The drug dealing had to stop.

  “I’ll be here.” Mav ducked around the corner as she pressed the scanner.

  “Kari, what a delightful surprise. Come in.” Harmon greeted her cheerfully and she tried to decide if he sounded suspicious.

  She entered the modern ultra bright room with a forced smile plastered on her face. He moved around her to pick up the glass he’d left on the table by the door. He shook the glass, clinking the ice. “What can I get for you?”

  “I don’t drink.” She moved farther into the room and glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows. She hoped Mav’s agent was in place.

  “Ah yes. I remember.” He approached her and her nervous fingers spun the ring.

  “I’m pl
eased you decided to take me up on my open invitation.” His booze-laden breath assaulted her senses as he leaned close. The smell reminded her of other unpleasant times.

  “I needed to speak with you.” She tried to meet his eyes but his gaze was centered a foot lower.

  He set down his drink and grabbed her hips, pulling her tight against him.

  “Harmon,” she reprimanded, trying to twist free as revulsion rose in her throat. He was stronger than he looked.

  “That’s right, honey. I like that. Rub those luscious breasts against me. I knew the moment you walked in the door that you wanted to fuck. I could smell your hot pussy.”

  He groped her between her legs and squeezed her tender flesh. “You’re wet. I knew it.”

  She shoved at him but couldn’t break his hold. “Let go of me. We need to talk,” she gasped.

  “We’ll talk after I fuck you. You’ve made me wait too long already. Don’t worry, I have protection.”

  “No.”

  He ripped her blouse open. At the same time, a small blast blew the door and Mav stepped through the smoky opening. “Get your fucking hands off my woman.”

  “Mav, I didn’t have time—”

  “We don’t need him,” he snapped, cutting off her words. “We have Justina Blake.”

  Deflated, Harmon sagged against the wall. “Whatever that bitch said is a lie.”

  “Really?” Mav pulled Kari to his side and closed her blouse as another agent entered.

  “It wasn’t my idea. I just discovered the drug trafficking scheme. I was going to report her,” Harmon babbled.

  “Yeah? When?” Mav’s voice was a low growl. “After you raped Kari?”

  Harmon shook his head. “I wasn’t— She wanted it.”

  “The recording will tell a different story. Don’t worry. They like pretty boy rapists and drug dealers where you’re going.”

  “No. You can’t— I have money.” Harmon’s eyes bugged and his pale flesh turned pasty. “I can get you anything you want.”

  “Attempting to bribe a federal agent will get you another ten years,” Mav promised.

  “Please,” Harmon begged.

  Mav yanked the ring off Kari’s finger and squeezed it, breaking the transmitter. He didn’t want the rest of their conversation recorded.

  The other agent yanked his earpiece loose. “Fuck, Mav. You could have warned me,” the blond agent bitched.

  “Let me tell you something, Harmon. The moment you put your hands on Kari, you sealed your fate. I’ll make sure you have overnight accommodations in a containment cell with the biggest, meanest ass-fuckers I can find. Tomorrow at arraignment, you’ll be talking a little higher, through lips swollen from sucking cock all night.” Mav grabbed Harmon by the collar and shoved him toward the other man. “Holt, take him down. We’ll be right behind you.”

  “Mav, you wouldn’t—” Kari gasped.

  One of his dark brows shot up. “It’s what he deserves.”

  “That might be but it doesn’t make it right.”

  “He would have raped you, given half a chance.”

  “I know.”

  * * * * *

  “Hey, Rebecca.” Kari looked up and smiled as her new friend entered the room. Mav had brought her with him to headquarters and stashed her in this room. Feeling as if she were a bug under glass, she shivered. She’d spent her life inspecting and dissecting specimens and now she felt like one. Four mirrored walls surrounded her. She didn’t know if there were people on the other side or not.

  “Hi, Kari. Mav sent me to keep you company. Whew, I was glad to get out. Mav’s spewing fire. He went ballistic when Core touched you.” Rebecca smirked.

  “I should…I should leave now.” Kari glanced around, wondering if Mav was somewhere nearby, watching.

  “I wouldn’t advise it.”

  “Is he watching us?” Kari eyed the wall of glass.

  “I don’t think so.”

  “I told him it was over.”

  “You told him—” Rebecca smiled and lifted a brow. “Did that go well?”

  Kari shrugged.

  “Believe me. He doesn’t think it’s over. I heard him on the monitor when he called you his woman. And he told Holt that if he ever looked at your breasts that way again, he’d ship him to Jesper’s Galaxy.” Rebecca laughed. “Oh sugar, it’s far from over. Mav’s been treating you real nice.”

  “What do you mean? Are you saying he’s not usually nice?”

  “He’s nice in a totally dominating he-man way.”

  “He’s violent?” Kari asked nervously. “I heard the threats he made to Harmon.”

  “He’s not violent. He’s protective…possessive. Although he did tell me that when he got you home, he was going to turn you over his knee and spank your ass for coming up with this plan. He’s pretty upset that Core touched you.”

  “He’s going to spank me?” Kari’s eyes widened and she sucked in a shaky breath. Unwittingly, excitement flared within her. Her heart thumped and her clit pulsed with a ripple of heat.

  “Don’t worry, he’ll kiss it better or maybe he’ll fuck it better.” Rebecca’s eyes held a gleam of mischief.

  “Rebecca, you have to get me out of here.” Kari panicked. She stood and paced the room. She couldn’t let Mav have that kind of control. She wouldn’t be dependent on a man. She couldn’t live as her mother had.

  “No way. If I help you leave, he swore he’d tie me up and deliver me naked to Holt.”

  Kari stopped in her tracks and stared at Rebecca. “He wouldn’t do that. It would be paramount to rape.”

  “Not really.” Rebecca wagged her eyebrows. “He knows I cream over Holt but he’s such a womanizing slut I refuse to let him know it. So far, Mav’s kept my secret. If Holt knew, he’d whip out that big cock of his and I’d be sucking it before you could count to three.”

  “Men are pigs,” Kari whined, dropping back into a chair.

  “Yep, but I have a feeling you’re going to be the one squealing tonight.”

  “Rebecca!”

  “Oh, get down off your high horse, Ms. Scientist. I saw your eyes light up when I mentioned him fucking your ass. You know you want it a little rough and dirty.”

  “I shouldn’t want him at all.” Kari groaned and dropped her gaze. “Men are so… I shouldn’t.” She knew better than to depend on a man. They never wanted forever.

  Rebecca nodded. “So, can I have your pleasure droid?”

  “You want a droid that looks like Mav?” Kari narrowed her eyes. Not for the first time, she wondered if Rebecca harbored feelings for Mav. The thought didn’t sit well with her.

  Rebecca screwed up her face. “Good point. Although I would enjoy doing a few things to a pseudo Mav.”

  “Mav’s right. You are evil.”

  Rebecca chuckled. “Things are really looking up around here.”

  “Why’s that?”

  “The way I see it, Mav’s going to be in a real good mood from now on, with you sucking him off every day.”

  “Just for that, I’m going to tell Holt your secret. Then I won’t be the only one on my knees.” Kari grinned as Rebecca pouted. Being a bitch did have advantages.

  Chapter Four

  “I told you I didn’t need an escort home.” Kari glared, refusing to touch the door scanner.

  “Open the door,” Mav insisted.

  “No.” She crossed her arms over her chest.

  “Open the door or I’ll blast this one open too.”

  “You wouldn’t.”

  He raised a dark brow and reached into his pocket.

  “Okay.” Kari placed her hand on the scan. She stepped inside, knowing Mav followed. She couldn’t miss the heat of his body. His presence filled the room, making her claustrophobic and she struggled to breathe.

  “Don’t think a locked door will ever stop me.”

  Her knees were knocking but she raised her chin and glared at him. She wouldn’t be intimidated. He didn’t really scare her.r />
  “So, what did Rebecca tell you?” he asked.

  Her mind flashed back to the conversation with Rebecca and she pictured herself bent over Mav’s knee. “Nothing.”

  He snorted. “I know Rebecca better than that.”

  Kari cocked her head to one side. “She said you were a dominant pig.”

  His smile grew wider. “And?” He reached for his belt, unfastening it and pulling it loose from his pants.

  She jumped. “No. You are not spanking me with that.”

  “So, she did tell you that I was threatening your ass.” He threw the belt down and Kari sighed with relief.

  “She mentioned it.” A ripple of awareness flickered along her nerve endings and her nipples tightened.

  His hand moved back to the fastening of his pants. With one flick of his wrist, they opened. She swallowed deeply. “What are you doing?”

  “Getting undressed.” His eyes shimmered as his gaze traveled over her. “Take off your clothes.”

  “No.”

  “Either you take off your clothes or I will.”

  “That’ll make you no better than Harmon,” she whispered, though she knew it wasn’t true.

  He grasped her arm and yanked her to him. His head lowered until he was nose to nose with her. “Don’t you dare say that. He thought you wanted him because you were creaming your jeans for me in the hall. He smelled your arousal and wanted to fuck you but you were hot for me. Just as you are right now. I can smell that hot little cunt creaming for me.”

  “Mav.” Her voice was a breathy whisper.

  A big hand cupped the side of her face. He brushed back a loose tendril of hair. “It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you but I’m going to fuck his touch out of your head. No one else will ever touch you—man or droid.” His hand grasped her between her thighs. “He touched you here. I could have killed him for that.” He shifted his fingers and she couldn’t stop a moan from escaping her lips. “You’re sopping. You need me.” He rocked his hips against her and she felt his hard length. “I need you.”

  “Yes…once more.” She nodded, too far gone to argue.

  “Not once more. Forever.”

  “Nothing lasts forever.” She tried to back away from him but he tightened his grip on her hips. “I won’t let you destroy me.”