by Cynthia Sax
“I very much like what I see.” A stimulating rumble rolled up his chest, his eyes gleaming with unabashed lust. “You’re all a warrior could ever want and more.”
“Then fuck me, warrior.” She spread her thighs, wanting him more than she’d ever wanted anything in her safe, uneventful lifespan. “Make me yours.”
“We’ll be breeding, not fucking.” He stripped off his body armor and boots, revealing more perfect gray skin, endless muscles, a huge hard cock. “And you are already mine.” The last piece of body armor fell to the floor. “Others call me Zip. You may call me your male.”
“Zip.” Ryssa tried out her warrior’s name. “I hope that doesn’t refer to your breeding speed.” Grinning, she reached for him, needing to touch that riveting gray skin of his.
“This first time will be fast.” He moved forward, brushing his legs along her inner thighs. “I want you too much.”
Proof of that wanting bumped against her and she trembled. This was happening. She would fuck the warrior of her dreams.
“The second time will be slow.” Ryssa dared to demand a follow-up fuck. Once wouldn’t be enough for her.
“The third time will be slow also.” He brushed the tip of his cock over her wet folds and she moaned, her delicate flesh bubbling, a thousand erotic pinches ratcheting her need skyward. “I will please you, my female.”
His determination made her smile. “I don’t doubt that you will.”
She flattened her fingers against his chest. There was no give in his form. He felt how she expected a cyborg to feel—a layer of muscle over an unrelenting metal frame.
No one would alter himself that much for an act. “You’re a cyborg.”
“I’m a cyborg.” He rubbed against her, wetting his shaft, teasing her clit with his rim.
The desire Ryssa was experiencing was real but nothing else seemed that way. She’d fantasized about a cyborg warrior for solar cycles and here he was, touching her, wanting her.
A stronger, more cautious female would push him away. She would talk with Zip before they fucked, uncover the truth about who he was and what he had planned for her.
But he was the male of her dreams and this was her birthing planet rotation, damn it. She deserved a gift.
She deserved him.
“If this is taking me hard and fast, breeding slowly might kill me.” Ryssa rocked, riding his cock. “I need you inside me, my male.”
A surge of energy lit his blue eyes. “I have waited my entire lifespan to hear those two words.” Stars. He had some great lines. “Thank you, my female.” He aligned his cock head with her pussy hole and drove deep.
Ryssa shrieked with surprise. One moment, she was empty. The next moment, she was almost impossibly full, her body stretched tight.
“Did I damage you, my female?” Zip froze in place.
That place was deep inside her.
“Need. A moment.” She squeaked. He was the largest she’d ever had. She required time to adjust to her warrior.
“I will give you a moment.” He started to withdraw.
“No.” She grabbed his hips, seeking to hold him in place. “Don’t move.”
Zip stopped his retreat. “I won’t move until you give the command.”
“Thank you.” Ryssa leaned forward, resting her forehead against his chest.
Zip ran his hands up and down her bare back, his palms appealingly rough. His cock pulsed inside her. He was warm and solid.
The sleeping support under her ass gyrated. The ship was moving. They were leaving the planet, the only planet she’d ever known.
She might never experience a liftoff again. But watching that event meant physically parting from her warrior and she didn’t want to do that.
Ever.
The force of that feeling scared her. “I have you for a limited duration only.” She couldn’t get attached to him.
“You have me forever.” His voice rang with truth.
Being obsessed with cyborgs, she’d researched them. Extensively. They couldn’t lie. She blinked. He truly believed she had him forever.
“You’re my female, the one being I was manufactured to bond with.” He shared information. “I scanned Humanoid Alliance databases for more than a solar cycle searching for you.”
She lifted her head, gazed up at him. “You’re not Leesa’s friend.”
Her mind whirled. He must have intercepted her communication with her friend.
“I’m not Leesa’s friend.” Zip confirmed. “I belong only to you.”
He was a complete stranger. She studied him, seeing her warrior in a new light. That revelation should have dampened her trust in him.
It didn’t.
He would die before damaging her. That was what he’d told her on the pathway. There was a connection between them, more than sex, more than physical. It hummed in the air around them.
And some part of her had always known he’d come for her. He was the warrior of her fantasies, bringing the adventure, the passion, perhaps even the love she sought.
She had been prepared to risk her life, settling an unpopulated new world. She’d take that same risk to be with her dream male.
“You belong only to me.” Ryssa touched his handsome face. “And I belong only to you.”
Their futures would now be linked.
Chapter Three
Zip was inside his female, the being he’d sought for solar cycles. She was wet, hot, tight. He gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to thrust, to give her all of him, to bind their bodies, hearts, souls forever.
This beautiful female was his and he wouldn’t damage her. He’d keep her safe, even from himself.
Even if it killed him.
He sank deeper and groaned. “My female.”
She gazed at him, her eyes darkened with desire…for him. That realization filled him with wonder, with awe, with gratitude.
He was no longer alone.
“You can move now, my male.” She gave him the permission he craved.
He pulled back to his rim. Her pussy lips dragged along his shaft, the most decadent of caresses. He thrust. She gasped and he swallowed a howl of happiness, the pleasure exceeding any he’d ever known.
“Did I damage you, my female?” He looked at her, concerned.
“Good. Damage.” Her voice was breezy, his brave little human’s skin flushed.
“Too good.” Zip pulled back and thrust, pulled back and thrust, flooding his form with waves of bliss. She clutched his shoulders and rose up to meet him, his equal, his everything.
Arse flew their ship toward Earth Minor, communicating their progress as they traveled across the universe, whizzing past hostile planets and enemy vessels. Other cyborgs chattered on the transmission lines, talking about battles and females and the Homeland.
Zip saw only Ryssa, her beautiful face glowing with her breeding efforts, her curls dampening, her eyes glowing.
Her lush lips parted as she panted. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead and cheeks, making her sparkle. Her full breasts flattened against his chest, her entire body yielding to him.
He moved over her, their forms smacking together, her legs wrapped around his waist. The scent of their breeding flavored the air. Zip drew that delectable aroma into him with each breath, absorbing that part of her.
“My female.” His voice lowered with wanting.
“My male.” Her verbal claim warmed his heart.
Zip drove into her deeper, faster, reveling in their embrace. His muscles flexed. Pressure formed at the base of his simulated spine.
“Close.” She communicated what he was processing.
He had wanted her for too long, needed her too badly. Every thrust of his hips shredded his control more and more.
But he was determined to please her, to give her such satisfaction she would never request to be returned to her planet, to leave him.
The possibility she might wish to part from him filled Zip with a heart-wrenching desperation. He rounded
his spine, skimming his lips over her neck, between her breasts, covering her with his nanocybotics, strengthening their connection.
“Too good.” She whimpered, echoing his earlier words. He sucked on her right breast, taking her taut nipple into his mouth. She shook, digging her fingernails into his shoulders, piercing his skin.
He savored the pain, the damage caused by his female’s pleasure while he bred with her, owning her pussy with his cock, adoring her curves with his lips, alternating between her breasts, showing them both the reverence they deserved.
“Zip. Yes. Oh, yes.” She squirmed under him, her eyes wild. “Can’t. Can’t.” Her pussy walls closed around his shaft, that snugness tearing at his restraint.
She wouldn’t last. He wouldn’t either. “Come for me, Ryssa.” He drove deep into her. “Come hard.” He swiveled his hips, grinding against her clit.
She screamed, bucking upward, clenching his cock, severing the last remnants of his willpower. He roared, arching his back, relaying his satisfaction to the ceiling above them.
Hot jets of cum shot from his tip, heady spurts of release. His female’s scream lengthened, thinned as she gyrated against him. He pinned her hips to the sleeping support, holding her still, ensuring she didn’t damage herself.
She twisted, trying to free herself. Zip poured himself into her. His processors flickered. His vision system went offline, his world turning dark. The most exquisite ecstasy surged through his circuits.
He gave himself to her until he had nothing left. She replaced every empty portion of him with joy. The link between them solidified, becoming a projectile-proof bond no being could sever.
Zip collapsed on top of his fragile female. She murmured a protest.
He rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She sprawled over his body, trembling, soft, his. He ran his palms over her, learning every dip and swell of her body, seeking to calm her.
Her breathing leveled. Her skin temperature decreased. She propped her chin on his chest and gazed at him, her eyes dazed with spent passion.
“Are you damaged, my female?” He perused her gorgeous face, looking for any sign of distress.
“My world is spinning.” Her smile eased his concerns. “That was…wow. I mean. Wow.”
“Yes, it was wow.” He agreed. That was the right word for it.
“I’m bubbling all over. Are those your nanocybotics?”
She had researched his kind, knew about nanocybotics. Zip beamed, pleased by that revelation.
“You are my female, the one being genetically meant for me.” He played with her curly blonde-streaked hair. “My nanocybotics will never fade inside you. You won’t age and they’ll repair any minor damage.”
He’d protect her from any major damage. Zip held her closer to him. He’d keep her safe.
“I’ll live forever.” Her smile widened. “Will I become a cyborg too?”
“No.” He laughed. “You will remain as you are.” She was more than human now but would never be a cyborg.
“Damn it.” Her disappointment was adorable. “Where are we going?”
“Our current destination is Earth Minor. It is situated in cyborg-controlled space. No one will damage you there.” His brethren would add an extra layer of security. “The systems are also highly advanced.” He had designed them. “There will be no delays when you communicate with Leesa and your other friends.”
He’d ensure those communications weren’t traced back to Earth Minor.
“What would happen if I didn’t want to go to Earth Minor?” His female raised her eyebrows. “You said you were abducting me.” She sat upright, straddling his hips. “Am I truly your prisoner?”
“You’re my female.” He frowned. “You’re not my prisoner.”
“Then I’m free?” She stood, and panic filled Zip. His female was leaving him. “I can return to Erinome V at any time?” She placed her hands on her hips. “You won’t stop me?”
His female wished to return to Erinome V. That didn’t mean she had to leave him.
Zip thought of Green, Barrel, Vapor, their females, the offspring. If he returned to Erinome V with Ryssa, he might never see them or his home again.
He would make that sacrifice for his female.
“If you wish to return to Erinome V, we will return to Erinome V.” Zip jumped to his feet, his bare soles slapping against the floor tiles. “It will be more difficult to protect you there but I will craft systems to assist us.”
“Us.” Her forehead furrowed with thought lines. “You’d stay with me on Erinome V?”
“I’m staying with you always.” He clasped her hands. “Wherever you are, I am.”
“Erinome V is a Humanoid Alliance-controlled planet.” The lines on her forehead deepened. “Since the rebellion, cyborgs aren’t welcome there. They could capture you, kill you.”
They’d do worse than kill him if he was caught. “I’ll take that risk.”
“You’ll take that risk...to be with me.” She glanced at the artwork decorating the wall panels. “Don’t you have friends on Earth Minor? Offspring?”
“Many of my brethren call Earth Minor home.” He had also but home was now wherever his female was. “Some have found their human females and produced offspring. Humanoid offspring were also orphaned during battle and we care for them as well.”
Zip looked at the art decorating the wall panels, his heart aching. Green and Barrel were his best friends. They’d fought together for most of their lifespans. To part with them permanently would create a hole in his soul.
“We care for them.” His female repeated his words, following his gaze. “It would be hard to care for them from Erinome V.”
“I couldn’t communicate with them.” That would be too risky from a Humanoid Alliance-controlled planet. The enemy could trace the communication back to Earth Minor. “Others will care for the offspring.”
“You love them.” Her gaze returned to him, her eyes gleaming with emotion. “I hear that in your voice.”
Zip dipped his head, not denying that truth. He did love them.
“You’d stop communicating with the offspring, your friends, your brethren to be with me, a female you met this planet rotation.” She lifted her chin. “That’s how much you believe in me, in us.”
“Yes.” He held her gaze, not hiding what he felt. “You’re my female. I know that with 100.000 percent certainty.”
“That’s certain.” The edges of her lips quirked upward. “Tell me about Earth Minor, our new home.”
Zip blinked. Was his auditory system malfunctioning? “Our new home?”
“Yes, our new home,” she confirmed.
“But you wish to return to Erinome V.” He couldn’t follow her logic.
“Nah.” She waved her hands. “There’s nothing for me on Erinome V. I merely wanted to know I could return, that I had freedom. No one wants to be a prisoner.”
“Then we are traveling to Earth Minor?” He required verification, that news too good to be absorbed.
“We’re traveling to Earth Minor.” She confirmed. “Or wherever else you want to go. I don’t care.”
His female didn’t wish to return to Erinome V. She considered Earth Minor to be their new home. Joy detonated in Zip’s chest, blasting him with warmth. He would see Green, Barrel, Vapor, their females, the offspring again.
“I want to go to Earth Minor.” With her, his female. He grinned, happier than he’d ever been in his long, violence-filled lifespan. “And you are intelligent to value your freedom. It’s worth fighting for.”
Many of his brethren had died while trying to obtain their freedom. He would never take it away from his female.
She eyed him. “Yes, I suppose you would understand that more than most beings.” She slipped one of her hands into his and squeezed his fingers. “I want to hear all about your escape from the Humanoid Alliance also, but first, we should talk about Earth Minor. If I show up on your planet and know nothing about it, your friends will think
I’m an uninformed idiot.”
She had known about nanocybotics. His female was no idiot. He chuckled. “My friends will love you.” As he already did.
“I am an uninformed idiot, unfortunately.” Ryssa shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Her hip brushed against his, that brief contact shooting straight to his already semi-hard cock. “I’ve never left Erinome V. Ever. And I was deemed unsuitable to settle upon unpopulated planets.”
“You are more than suitable to settle upon Earth Minor.” She was perfect for him. Zip guided his female toward the wall panels. “These images were created by the offspring. They aren’t all true representations of the planet.”
“You aren’t a giant male?” She laughed, that musical sound bubbling around him, increasing his happiness.
“I am large.” He drew himself upward, flexing his muscles. “But I’m not a giant male.” He tapped one of his fingertips against an image. “Earth Minor’s solitary sun doesn’t have a smiling face either.”
Her body shook with mirth and Zip made a silent vow to make her laugh every planet rotation during their forever. His female deserved joy.
And adventure.
“The sun is positioned at an ideal distance for humanoids.” He recalled the heat on his bare skin. “The sky is often blue. The vegetation is mostly green. There’s an ancient Earth plant called a potato that is delicious and can be prepared for nourishment in a variety of ways.”
His female leaned more and more into him as he described the planet. Zip hooked his right arm around her waist and answered her questions. He told her about the plants, the insects, the structures they’d constructed, and the beings on the planet, the males, females, offspring he loved.
“Leesa says her planet’s sky is the most delicate shade of pink.” Ryssa’s eyes softened with that relay of knowledge.
“The sky of Earth Minor has streaks of pink pigment at sunrise.” He wanted her to love the planet he’d claimed as his home.
“Ohhhh…” Her beautiful face lit up. “I’ve always dreamed of seeing a pink sky.”
“It doesn’t occur every planet rotation.” He cautioned, tempering any future disappointment. “From my personal observation, the sky is streaked with pink pigment during 10.326 percent of the sunrises.”