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Maia and Rylan
An Ellora’s Cave Publication, September 2005
Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
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ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-4199-0302-0
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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales
is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.
Edited by Heather Osborn .
Cover art by Syneca .
The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. Maia and Rylan has
been rated E–rotic by a minimum of three independent reviewers.
Ellora’s Cave Publishing offers three levels of Romantica™ reading entertainment: S (S-ensuous), E (E-
rotic), and X (X-treme).
S- ensuous love scenes are explicit and leave nothing to the imagination.
E- rotic love scenes are explicit, leave nothing to the imagination, and are high in volume per the overall
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Allyson James
Allyson James
Chapter One
DNAmo compound
Twenty years ago
Rylan snaked his hand through Maia’s black hair and she opened her lips for his
His forbidden kiss, which made it sweeter.
She traced the sculpted muscles of his bare shoulders and back. Her fingers caught
on the black chain on his left biceps, which indicated what he was.
Maia wore a similar chain, hers more delicate.
His skin was hot. Shareem temperatures rose when they were aroused, higher than
that of a normal human’s. Her own body temperature shot up to meet his.
Rylan skimmed his hand across her sarong, loosening the fabric. Yes.
This was forbidden. Maia was a prototype, the only female Shareem ever made. She
was off-limits to the male Shareem. To everyone. Many experiments were yet to be
made on Maia.
Rylan had long ago found secret ways into Maia’s chambers. When they were
children, he’d crept in to bring her presents of the candies and toys she was not allowed
to play with.
As adolescents, he’d taught her about kissing.
As adults, he was teaching her all about deep pleasure.
“Want to play a game?” he murmured against her mouth.
Yes .”
Rylan played the best games. He was a level two Shareem, which meant he
specialized in games and wicked fun.
“Pretend that you love me.”
Maia and Rylan
“I do love you,” Maia said.
Rylan smiled his devastating smile that began in one corner then spread across his
face. A wicked light entered his eyes.
A Shareem male, fully aroused, was a beautiful sight. His irises widened, filling his
eyes with pure, dark blue. His skin had gone flame-hot under her fingertips, and shone
with perspiration. He still wore his loincloth, which hugged his hips, but she felt his
huge cock behind it, erect and wanting.
His light brown hair, streaked from the sun, was scraped back from his face and
fastened in a tail, caught once at his nape and again halfway down his back.
Maia loved his hair. She loved his smile, and his eyes and his lovely, long cock.
Well, everything about him.
She belonged to Rylan, in her mind. He never let the other Shareem, especially Rio,
with his black hair and sinful smiles, touch her.
She and Rylan never fucked fully, because DNAmo wanted Maia to remain a virgin
until they began experiments. But Rylan showed her that they could have all kinds of
pleasure other than vaginal penetration.
“What’s the game?” she asked, interested.
The lights were low in her bedroom, the mikes muted, so no one who happened to
be monitoring her could see or hear. They would assume her asleep. Rylan had learned
long ago how to diddle the computers to give them privacy.
“I brought a strap,” he whispered into her ear.
Her Shareem temperature jumped another few degrees. “Punishment?”
“Well, I don’t know.” Rylan sat up, his eyes sparkling like they always did when he
began his games. “You’re too sweet, Maia. I don’t think I can punish you.”
She got to her knees, her black hair brushing her bare back, sensual against her
warming skin.
“I can be bad,” she said fervently. “I can be very bad.”
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