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Stand Alone Mystery by Anita Philmar

Naked Rebel

Naked Rebel by Anita Philmarby Anita Philmar,

a hot erotic author

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A spy that prefers to work alone, Nick Royster’s assignment is turned upside down when his superiors sends him a personal companion. Not appreciating the need to watch someone else’s back, he attends a dinner of Salsar’s inner group. Only to learn, he has to sacrifice Rane to get the information he needs to end the war.

Rane knows the important of winning. Her family slaughtered by Salsar, this is her homeland and she plans to do whatever it takes to win her peoples’ freedom.

With everything on the line, can these two have any future together or does love and war equal heartache?

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The roar of the Vortarian mining equipment burst through
the door and a voice competed with the ruckus. “Is anyone in here named Nick

Nick shifted his focus away from the geographic charts of
the site to the man standing at his office door. The man held up his data
device. “He has a package.” 

The musty stench of the destruction outside clung to the
carrier’s bright-orange suit. The man ushered a person covered from head to toe
in a black cloak into the office and shut the heavy steel door.

“And what are you delivering?” Vince, Nick’s office mate
and right-hand manager, asked as he walked around his desk. “We’re not expecting
any deliveries.”

The carrier grinned and held out his log. “It says right
here. Nick Royster is to receive a Miss Harlot Winters’ deluxe companion.”

“What?” Nick jumped to his feet.

He sincerely hoped this wasn’t his agency contact’s idea of
a joke. MOM, short for Matthew O’Malley, said he’d be receiving a package but he
never expected this. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach. Yes, this
assignment was taking more time than expected but he didn’t need any help.
Especially not this kind.

“Who sent him a companion?” Vince asked with a grin.

The deliveryman checked his readout. “A Ms. Urma Royster.”

“You got to be kidding. Your mom sent you a woman.”
Vince stepped over to the hooded person and leaned in close to view the
lady through her black veil.

Nick yanked the gritty hand-held device from the carrier
and reviewed the delivery information. “Yes, well, I guess she got tired of me
trying to find one on my own. After all, how many nice single women want to live
at a nustru site? Dirt flying night and day, randy men on the prowl, and living
in conditions that rival a slum. It’s not very conducive to romance.”

“Just put your thumb imprint there on the bottom, and she’s
all yours.” The deliveryman pointed to the square in the right corner of the

Nick didn’t like the change in his assignment. He’d sweated
through this highly sensitive tour of duty for the past two years with the
possibility of being discovered every moment. At this late date, the department
didn’t need to jeopardize the mission by introducing someone new to the mix. Not
when he stood on the brink of learning just what they needed to know to put an
end to the war between his world and Vortar.

Unable to refuse the delivery without causing a scene, Nick
followed the man’s direction and handed him back his tracking tool.

“Hell, why do they cover them up so? I can’t see what she
looks like at all.” Vince tugged at the hood but the lady stepped back and shook
her head.

“That’s the privilege of the person who purchased her. He’s
the first to see her.” The deliveryman opened the office door. The blaring noise
from outside invaded the room again. With no more than a small wave, the carrier

The renewed silence bounced around in Nick’s head. What was
he supposes to do now?

Take the girl back to my place and fuck her.

The monitor in his room would record their every move.
Salzar, the owner of the mine, would probably get off on hearing the exchange.

Hell, everyone in the encampment would be salivating at his
good fortune. Most would give a month’s salary to be in his shoes, but he didn’t
want to be saddled with this woman. He worked alone.

“Guess you better take her back to your quarters and unveil
her.” Vince’s voice rang with the raunchy insinuations of what else Nick would
do with the innocent woman.

He walked around his desk and motioned for the lady to
follow him. “If you have any problems, Vince, you know where I’ll be.”

“Yes, you lucky son—”

 To cut off the
expletive, Nick opened the door and walked through. Like it or not he had to
spend the next few hours with his new…companion.


“I know it’s not much, but its home.” At least for the last
few months it’d been. Once he’d reached the rank of top miner, it’d taken less
than a year to make head foreman. Yet, he still didn’t know the location of
nustru’s purification plant.

“Nice.” A muffled voice rang through his small two-room

He glanced around at the bare walls. She couldn’t be

Yes, he didn’t have to live in a tent, but the place wasn’t
a proper home for a woman either. An ugly brown couch stood right by the door
while a yellow counter with a cooler and stove occupied the opposite wall. The
doorway to the back led to a tiny bathroom and an even smaller bedroom.

Not willing to argue about how she never should have been
sent here, Nick walked over and looked inside the cooler. “Would you like
something to drink?”

“That would be great,” whispered through her veil.

Nick grabbed a protein drink and turned to see her
struggling with the hood covering her head. He set down her drink and stepped to
her side. The black cloak covering her really did its job. He couldn’t see any
part of her except her small hands.

“Let’s see, how can we free you from this contraption?” He
fingered the rough fabric covering her shoulders and lifted the lip of the cloth
running along her biceps.

She stepped back and lowered her head.

He pulled. The hood fell away, revealing her reddish-gold

A loud rip preceded a soft feminine scent, which filled the
room. The cloak covering her body tore into long strips and crumbled to the
floor at her feet.

A bullet of lust shot straight to his loins at the
spectacular view. Full, creamy breasts covered by a skimpy piece of pink lace
led to a narrow waist. Another strip hung on her curvy hips and restricted his
view of her luscious center. A dark stain on her panties made him wonder if she
was already wet with need.  


The soft-spoken voice shocked him almost as much as seeing
her beautiful face. What was a woman like her doing in a place like this?

“Yes?” He shifted his focused to read her expression and
tried to read her reason for coming here. What woman would willingly sign up to
be a man’s love slave unless she had a motive?

Unable to find the answers at the moment with Salzar
possibility listening, Nick stifled his inquisitive nature and struggled to stay
in the moment.

“My name is Rane.” She stepped forward and laid her hand on
the counter. “Can I still have a drink?”

“Sure.” He couldn’t draw his eyes away from her face.

She licked her lips.

The simple act hypnotized him. Need raced down his body and
pooled in his groin.

“It’s okay for you to kiss me,” Rane whispered and brushed
her breasts against the thin material covering his chest.

He gripped her waist with both hands. How could he not take
advantage of the pleasures offered? She had to know if sent here as his
companion exactly what would happen next.

She eased closer and her mouth shifted within a breath of
his. “I believe we both want the same things.”

Logical reasons for why the organization might have sent
her slipped from his mind. Desire ruled.

“Rane.” He stared into her green eyes and judged her
reaction. “Once I’ve tasted you, I won’t be able to stop until I’ve licked,
sucked, and touched every part of you.”

A small glint sparkled in her eyes. “That’s why I’m here.”

“Fuck,” he grumbled and dove for her lips.

An ally in the war and his partner on this mission, she was
first and foremost a woman. The warm, wet flavor of her mouth rode against his
tongue. His hands caressed velvet skin on their trip over her ass. The rough
texture of her lace panties interfered with his pleasure, and he tore them from
her hips.

She groaned, and the light suction of her mouth pulled need
up from his toes.

His cock ached, and he shoved all the reasons why he should
or shouldn’t be doing this from his mind. Pure male instinct kicked in, and he
drove into the soft crevice of her hips.

Her mouth broke from his. “Nick, please, it’s been so

Confusion registered, but he didn’t take time to question
her. Instead, he bent his knees and scooped her up into his arms. Some of the
barbarians on this planet might fuck their companions without thought of their
partner’s enjoyment, but he wasn’t one of them.

On his way to the bedroom, he held Rane tight against his
chest. The soft shell of her ear lay so close to his mouth, he whispered a brief
warning. “Others are listening.”

She nodded, and her arms tightened around his neck.

He laid her in the center of his bed and stepped back to
remove his clothes. The incredible sight of her lying across his burgundy
comforter froze his movements.

Should they go through with this? As an agent, she was here
to help him with his mission, but was sex between them just part of the

His gaze fell to the light-red curls covering her mound.
She shifted her legs farther apart and caressed her hands over her thighs. Long
black nails scraped the inside of her legs and stopped at the entrance to her

“Nick, as your companion, I want to please you.” She spread
the moist sexual lips and dipped one finger inside her luscious heat.

He lifted his gaze to her face. Did she know what she was
doing to him? Did the organization train her in the art of seduction the same
way they trained him to kill? And what other skills did she have?

He searched for something to say to ease the tension
between them. “Rane, why don’t you take off your breast wrap?”

She grinned and lifted her hands to do his bidding. The
flimsy lace separated easily with a light tug. Rosy pink nipples burst from the
confines and peaked into tight little berries.

He groaned at the sight of her reclining back on his

In one swift move, she sat upright and shifted to the side
of the bed. “Would you like me to undress you?”

The idea of her hands caressing his body had his head
nodding in agreement. “Why don’t you start with my boots, then you can move up
from there?”

She dropped to her knees in front of him, but he shifted
around so that he sat on the bed with her between his legs. Her hands quickly
unbuckled his boots, and he slid his feet free. Her impatient hands allowed him
only a moment before they slid over his knees to ride along the inside of his
thighs. The tips of her fingers toyed with the clip of his pants.

Rock hard, he waited for her to release the levers and set
his cock free.

The crotch of his pants parted. One of her small hands slid
under the band of his shorts, and she tugged the material down. His hard cock
sprang into her hand.

A grin formed on her face.

He shifted his hips and stood. “Why don’t you let me get
rid of these pants? Then we’ll…”

A firm grip circled his sex, and her moist tongue traced
crimson lips. “I can’t wait to taste you.” She leaned forward and shoved his
shirt out of the way before licking his engorged rod.

Once, twice, then her hot breath caressed him.

Fire sped through his blood. Two years without sex, and he
wanted to explode after a little fondling. He yanked off his shirt and grabbed
her head. Instead of stopping her movement, he found his fingers sinking into
the softness of her reddish-golden hair.

A wicked tongue fluttered against the tip. Her mouth then
covered his penis in one long stroke.

He groaned as her lips caressed his length.
The ache in his groin demanded release. He gritted his teeth and curled
his fingers into her soft locks.

Her mouth slid off his cock, and her eyes lifted to his.
“Do you want me to give you some relief or do you want to hold off until you’re
deep inside my pussy?”

The question reminded him of his part in this game. Salzar
would go for his own pleasure first, and then worry about his slave later. Was
he expected to do the same?

Be the master and take pleasure without consideration,

He stared down at Rane. She stroked her hands back and
forth over his cock, milking him for more.

“I’d love to have your cum dripping from my mouth.” She
leaned forward and sucked the tip into her mouth.

“Oh, fuck.” His brain cells short-circuited. No power in
the universe could stop him from slamming his cock deeper, past those hungry
lips to the hot, moist center of her mouth.

She moaned and sucked harder. One hand slid between his
legs and cupped his balls. The other held his cock steady while her exquisite
mouth set a fast pace.

The added pressure of trying to stay upright forced him to
lock his knees and maintain a firm grip on her. The explosive pressure in his
loins grew into an unbearable throb. Need sizzled through every nerve ending. He
fought the incredible pleasure to prolong the moment.

On the edge, his cock slipped from her mouth. She blew a
teasing caress over the tip, and then flicked her wicked tongue along each side
of his cock.

Instead of cooling him off, heat sparked in every cell in
his body. “Oh, Rane, you’ve got to…”

She didn’t let him finish before her mouth covered him
again, taking him deep, swallowing him whole. Her hand worked up and down in a
relentless action in opposition and in concert with her mouth.

Insane with desire, he matched the thrust of his hips with
her actions. So close to bliss, his body froze. Semen shot through his cock and
flooded her mouth. He gasped for breath and enjoyed the ecstasy of a
mind-blowing release. Weak and completely sated, he collapsed onto the bed.

She followed him, licking and sucking his cock free of
every drop of cum. Once done, she looked up with a seductive grin on her moist
lips. “Do you want to rest or go again?”

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