The Cloner's Daughter

The Cloner's Daughter
Second Edition
Isabella Jordan
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Copyright ©2008 Isabella Jordan

Ahnna Excii arched her back and stretched luxuriously on the hard surface of the table in her father's lab when the Supevas 6's tongue curled around her clit. She bucked against his mouth while pulses of fiery sensation coursed through every inch of her body. It had been so damned long since she'd enjoyed the touch of a man. The fact that this one was a clone, a replica of Her Majesty's favorite bed servant, made absolutely no difference to her. Clutching at the edges of the table with her hands, she spread her thighs wider to give the replica better access to her pussy.

It was crazy to be here after hours. Her father would be furious if he found out, especially considering their lab had recently been given the responsibility of providing security for one of Her Majesty's most prized crown jewels, the Stone of Veleo. Only Ahnna and her father had the security codes to access the lab without the Royal Guard. The entry procedure was so intricate that one small mistake would bring half the people on the planet running in her direction.

Still, wasn't it her father who'd told her to go enjoy herself for once? How funny was that? The entire reason she didn't have any semblance of a social life and hadn't been laid in recent memory was because she worked for her father nearly every waking moment, assisting him in the production of the clones everyone wanted. It was an enormous task to help him keep up with the demand for the incredible replicas he designed to meet every physical need of their human owners.

And to think, she'd always considered the men and women who purchased the clones to either be foolish with money or pathetic.

Damn. Now she knew what all the fuss was about.

Hot juices coated her cunt and she sucked in her breath in delight when he swiped his tongue through the wet proof of her arousal. He lapped at her pussy, spreading the exquisite heat through her cream-filled slit all the way down to her anus. Her hips shot off the table and she moaned long and loud when his tongue plunged into her vagina.

The replica wouldn't allow her to come, yet. The teasing devil had been programmed well. When he knew she was close, he retreated to tickle her clit with quick, little flicks that drove her crazy. He licked it slowly, stroked it. When he sucked it gently into his mouth, tiny lightning-hot explosions rocked her body while she cried out and begged him mindlessly for more.

She'd never felt so astonishingly good. If Ahnna's mind hadn't been so fogged by lust, she'd have been devising a plan to get a replica of her own.

His tongue was burning her like a soft flame. He hummed his pleasure around her clit before he went back to fucking her with his tongue. His fingers came into play, one slowly sliding inside her weeping entrance to find a magical spot that completely smashed her sanity. Damn, she loved his fingers. He certainly performed better than she'd anticipated.

"Please," she begged, the word a harsh, broken sound. "I need to come."

He chuckled. "Not just yet, Daughter of the Maker."

Her father's vanity. He programmed every last one of them to know him as maker and her as his daughter. "Daughter of the Maker?" Ahnna managed as she grabbed his arm. Immediately she regretted the move, it because his finger pulled free of her sheath. "That sort of formality is not the way to keep a woman in a blissful state, you know."

A tawny lock of hair fell over the Supevas 6's forehead when he allowed her to drag him onto the table and into her arms. He was unbelievably handsome with his bright green eyes and firm, kissable mouth. The real man had to be something indeed if a clone of him was this good.

"You didn't tell me your name. Do you really want to lecture me right now?" he teased her.

"No, I really want you to fuck me right now."

That earned her a wicked grin. His green eyes were lit with sexual mischief. "That's what I want to hear," he told her.

Wrapping her legs eagerly around his waist, she pulled him in the direction he was already going. The replica braced his hands on either side of her head and Ahnna growled at the feel of his cock lodging at the entrance to her aching pussy.

He pushed the heated length of his rigid cock into her cunt with unbearable slowness. Bucking against him, she enjoyed the way he stretched her while his full length sank into her.

"Damn, that's good!" she hissed.

Her muscles instinctively tightened on the thick, hot cock that plunged inside her. Tipping her hips to take more, she fought for breath when he began to thrust inside her with smooth, hard strokes.

Ahnna's hand roamed over the damp flesh of his back while he fucked her with powerful movements of his hips. The pressure tightening her belly pushed her to incredible heights while he held her firmly in place with his weight on her pelvis. She was so close now…

Her pussy convulsed then with one powerful tremor after another. Climax exploded within her. Ahnna shook, her cunt squeezing his cock while he thrust harder, crying out at his own release. They clung to each other, jerking and riding out their pleasure for long moments in the quiet of the lab.

Lifting some of his weight from her, the Supevas 6 propped his gorgeous head up on one hand and gazed adoringly down at her. He even brushed the hair back from her forehead. His green eyes glittered as his gaze moved over her face as if she were a treasured lover. "What beautiful eyes you have," he whispered.

Even though she still struggled for breath from their love making, that had her laughing. "I've really got to take a look at the programs again. You just gave me the best fuck of my boring life and the best you've got after that is what beautiful eyes you have?"

The replica's charming smile remained unchanged. "I haven't learned what you like yet. I wouldn't know anything more personalized to say."

Ah. Well, that made sense, didn't it? He was a newly made clone after all, with all the original laboratory settings. What did she expect? Oh, wouldn't she like to take him home, train him on everything she liked? Or at least she thought she would like that.

Ahnna didn't have a lot of sexual experience, though it wasn't from lack of desire. She'd spent many years in the academies following in the footsteps of her father before jumping right into his work once her education was complete. He was the High Technology Architect to the Royal House, an honored position in their world. He had no son and after Ahnna's mother died, no time or desire to seek a new wife and produce more offspring. Ahnna made sure he had the best, a daughter as bright, dedicated and intelligent as any son he could have been. One day she'd be his successor. The queen had already guaranteed it so long as she continued as a faithful servant and diligently maintained her father's craft.

Still, Ahnna was a woman. Unlike her father's creations, she had a free will. There were things she wanted for herself. She had desires and needs. Needs that were never met because all she did was work.

Go out and enjoy yourself for once.

Sure, Father. Oh and by the way, I stopped by the lab and had some fun with one of the Supevas 6 replicas. Hope you don't mind.

That wouldn't go over well at all. Lying wasn't an option. Ahnna was a terrible liar and her father always knew when she tried. She couldn't bear her father's disappointment in what he'd consider such a common action. That and she'd have to admit to being no better than the people she'd mocked up to this point for wanting her father's replicas so desperately.

Ahnna could see why they were in such huge demand now, at least from the physical aspect. From a more emotional point of view, she supposed she could further understand the draw. Why wouldn't someone try a replica as opposed to a relationship with a real person that had little chance of success? The few relationships she'd been in hadn't worked out, anyway.

The Supevas 6 would have to do for now. He'd be there when she wanted him, ready to meet her every need in bed. He'd learn what to say and when to say it. He'd be the perfect companion. For someone who spent as much time alone as she did, that could be a real perk. Besides, a replica couldn't get her pregnant, give her a disease, or cheat on her with another woman. There were a lot of advantages.

And one really big drawback.

Ahnna reached up to trace the outline of the replica's cheek. He was beautiful, he was perfect.

He just wasn't real.